R&R, please!
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Take a piece of homemade parchment in your hands. None of that mass-produced smooth stuff- it needs to have texture to it, like most people's emotions. Now rip it in half slowly. Watch every fiber of the sheet be torn in two. Put yourself in the place of the paper- feel your bonds destroyed, your entire being mutilated. That's how I felt, when I received that owl from him.
"It was my intention to do this in person, for I know it is of a delicate nature, but I have a need say it now."
"A romantic relationship between us just will not work. If we were different people than who we are today, then it might have been perfect. As it is, it would only end in disaster."
"Because I believe in you as a person, if it is at all possible without causing harm to you, I would like to be friends."
"Sincerely, D.L. Malfoy"
That about ripped my soul in two, when I read those words. It wouldn't work. After two years of a close, loving relationship- or so I thought- he decided it wouldn't work. I just couldn't comprehend it. It felt like my heart had been smashed with a sledgehammer, and the shards were icy-cold.
I sat there, on the edge of my bed, hands gripping that letter, frozen. My brain just wouldn't stop screaming that it couldn't be true. What about all those sweet things he'd said? The caring gestures he always made, like holding the door for me, or washing my back in the shower? Or how night after night, we always fell asleep entangled in bliss and the scent and feel of each other? Did it all mean nothing????
But I would not cry. I would not let Draco Malfoy, son of a death eater; pure-blooded snob; ferret, and prick-of-the-year effect me so. I was Hermione Granger, and crying was childish- something I might have done when we were at Hogwarts and he'd insulted my hair. Instead, I did the adult thing. I threw something.
The sound the vase he'd given to me made when it shattered against the wall was extremely satisfying.
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A/N: So, new story and all. I know I should work on Taste and Time Bomb, but this just came to me, and I had to write it. Please let me know what you think!
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