Hey people!!! It's me!!! Anyway you people are probably going to kill me
for not finishing those other stories yet…but I think you will live…or die
without me… ::begins to cry:: DON'T DIE ON ME!!!!I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT
YOU!!!!! Ok…I'm done… So another sorry popped into my head while writing
Chapter 4 from the story titled "no title yet" (so original, isn't it?) and
I had to write it down…unfortunately this is for H/Hr, D/Hr, and R/L
Shippers. I know I'm crazy…I put D/Hr in my stories… BUT this will
definitely be a total H/Hr story! So don't worry!! Anyway…ENJOY!!!! By
the way…review and spread the word. LOVE YA! ~Harry + Hermione 2gether
4ever~ (aka Brittany)
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters…I think that is obvious…I'm not making money…that's obvious too…and I think that's it… Wait a sec…one more thing…I LOVE YOU JK ROWLING!!!!! YOUR BOOKS ARE MY LIFE!!!! Thank you.
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A/N: This is in someone's point of view. I won't spoil it now but I think it is kinda obvious who it is…and with that it begins….
My life is hell but also a strange sort of heaven. I know that is one crazy oxymoron but it's true. Everything I've done and everything that has happened has made it this way. Sometimes it even confuses me. It's unexplainable. Just like most things. It's nothing new.
Everything you've heard is true. I'm not afraid to say it anymore. There is no more threat on my life. So, taking the advantage of this situation, I will say it again to make sure it reaches everyone who's ever wasted his or her lives for me. I went for them. They should know.
I went for them…not because I had too…It was actually my choice…But even if it was I had an obligation…as soon as my two best friends took down that troll the invisible pact…a contract…was signed. Though any man who has walked this earth never wrote it down, it's deep within me. As the great J. K. Rowling has put it, "There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them." She has done such a good job with the books she has written about our lives. It helps me remember back to when things were simple.
I betrayed them because I loved them. Hmph. Love…yet another unexplainable emotion. I wouldn't be in the position I am now if it weren't for these damn feelings. I'm drowning in an ocean of them. My 7th year was just the calm before the storm. I can't breathe. I feel my life slipping with each passing second. That's how things used to be…and in a way still are. Damn them all.
After all…I have no need for such emotions. I'm…I'm a Malfoy. On top of the world…not of just one but two. That name made me the best of the best. Something in that name sends chills down every wizard's spines and freezes them to their very core…but…the Muggles worship it. If only they knew the true horror of that name. I believe I am the only one who truly does. No one has seen what I have…and no one…I mean no one…has participated in these activities like I have. Sometimes I found myself waking up at the ungodly hours of the night throwing up…hoping and praying to God that everything was just a dream even though you know damn well they happened and you did it. It makes me sick to no end. Just goes to show you what lengths people go to for power.
Power. I did this also for power. Little did I know I had the power to stir a sleeping dragon with my snappy comebacks and my snotty attitude and also my hate for him. I made his insides burn with my words. They were like a spark that turned into a flame of desire that eats and burns at his flesh. He wanted power also…but he also wanted a limit…he wanted to see how far he could go…he wanted someone with the same amount…someone who wouldn't obey him all the time…someone to fight back…someone to keep him in line…that didn't fear him…that person was me. He wanted to step outside the door and have the whole world bowing before his feet and eating out of his hand but he wanted one person who wouldn't…besides the obvious few.
I will not deny the fact that he hated me at first but that hate developed into a love…he indeed loved me…this gold band on my finger is a constant reminder. He needed me for two reasons: to love him (or at least pretend) and to put his plans into action. I was his missing link that connected several chains. I took his offer without realizing this. Draco Malfoy, heir of Lord Voldemort (who ruled both Muggle and magic world), took me, Hermione Granger, to be his wife…to be his link…his link between the two worlds in which I existed…the link between hate and love…and by linking this link he built a wall…a barrier between the thing he wanted dead and the thing he feared the most………
Harry Potter.
It's impossible not to think about the path I have chosen. Was it the right choice? When and why did my life reach this point? What are the true reasons for doing this? I did it for them…for power…for love …… but above all other reasons…I did it for Harry. Does the end truly justify the means? How can that question be asked when it is a known fact that nothing truly ends…everything is just one huge chain with one other link connecting the ends, making it a never-ending circle…
Am I happy to be married to a powerful man? Am I proud? Not one bit. Why should I be happy? That's what this ring is for…a constant reminder of what made me happy…a reminder he is still alive and waiting…and even though the entire world thinks of me as a Malfoy…some people out there truly know who I am…I am a Potter…and will always be.
There are several things that need to be said and a story that needs to be told. It begins now.
So what do you people think? Interesting? I thought so too. Please review. I need to know if I should continue with this. Thank you!! Love ya!!!
Oooo…Pretty button…
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters…I think that is obvious…I'm not making money…that's obvious too…and I think that's it… Wait a sec…one more thing…I LOVE YOU JK ROWLING!!!!! YOUR BOOKS ARE MY LIFE!!!! Thank you.
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A/N: This is in someone's point of view. I won't spoil it now but I think it is kinda obvious who it is…and with that it begins….
My life is hell but also a strange sort of heaven. I know that is one crazy oxymoron but it's true. Everything I've done and everything that has happened has made it this way. Sometimes it even confuses me. It's unexplainable. Just like most things. It's nothing new.
Everything you've heard is true. I'm not afraid to say it anymore. There is no more threat on my life. So, taking the advantage of this situation, I will say it again to make sure it reaches everyone who's ever wasted his or her lives for me. I went for them. They should know.
I went for them…not because I had too…It was actually my choice…But even if it was I had an obligation…as soon as my two best friends took down that troll the invisible pact…a contract…was signed. Though any man who has walked this earth never wrote it down, it's deep within me. As the great J. K. Rowling has put it, "There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them." She has done such a good job with the books she has written about our lives. It helps me remember back to when things were simple.
I betrayed them because I loved them. Hmph. Love…yet another unexplainable emotion. I wouldn't be in the position I am now if it weren't for these damn feelings. I'm drowning in an ocean of them. My 7th year was just the calm before the storm. I can't breathe. I feel my life slipping with each passing second. That's how things used to be…and in a way still are. Damn them all.
After all…I have no need for such emotions. I'm…I'm a Malfoy. On top of the world…not of just one but two. That name made me the best of the best. Something in that name sends chills down every wizard's spines and freezes them to their very core…but…the Muggles worship it. If only they knew the true horror of that name. I believe I am the only one who truly does. No one has seen what I have…and no one…I mean no one…has participated in these activities like I have. Sometimes I found myself waking up at the ungodly hours of the night throwing up…hoping and praying to God that everything was just a dream even though you know damn well they happened and you did it. It makes me sick to no end. Just goes to show you what lengths people go to for power.
Power. I did this also for power. Little did I know I had the power to stir a sleeping dragon with my snappy comebacks and my snotty attitude and also my hate for him. I made his insides burn with my words. They were like a spark that turned into a flame of desire that eats and burns at his flesh. He wanted power also…but he also wanted a limit…he wanted to see how far he could go…he wanted someone with the same amount…someone who wouldn't obey him all the time…someone to fight back…someone to keep him in line…that didn't fear him…that person was me. He wanted to step outside the door and have the whole world bowing before his feet and eating out of his hand but he wanted one person who wouldn't…besides the obvious few.
I will not deny the fact that he hated me at first but that hate developed into a love…he indeed loved me…this gold band on my finger is a constant reminder. He needed me for two reasons: to love him (or at least pretend) and to put his plans into action. I was his missing link that connected several chains. I took his offer without realizing this. Draco Malfoy, heir of Lord Voldemort (who ruled both Muggle and magic world), took me, Hermione Granger, to be his wife…to be his link…his link between the two worlds in which I existed…the link between hate and love…and by linking this link he built a wall…a barrier between the thing he wanted dead and the thing he feared the most………
Harry Potter.
It's impossible not to think about the path I have chosen. Was it the right choice? When and why did my life reach this point? What are the true reasons for doing this? I did it for them…for power…for love …… but above all other reasons…I did it for Harry. Does the end truly justify the means? How can that question be asked when it is a known fact that nothing truly ends…everything is just one huge chain with one other link connecting the ends, making it a never-ending circle…
Am I happy to be married to a powerful man? Am I proud? Not one bit. Why should I be happy? That's what this ring is for…a constant reminder of what made me happy…a reminder he is still alive and waiting…and even though the entire world thinks of me as a Malfoy…some people out there truly know who I am…I am a Potter…and will always be.
There are several things that need to be said and a story that needs to be told. It begins now.
So what do you people think? Interesting? I thought so too. Please review. I need to know if I should continue with this. Thank you!! Love ya!!!
Oooo…Pretty button…