James Blunt- Same Mistake
"Why?" he asked as he untangled himself from his sheets. He felt the sweat still on his body, his shirt sticking on to him. Disgruntled he pulled at the collar, he needed air.
Stepping out of his apartment and into the deserted street below was a blessing. No one pestering him. Bliss. His feet led him, he did not know where, but he didn't protest anything to be far away from those dreams. The same dream he had been having for days.
He arrived at a pond. He knew this pond from his childhood it was where he first met her.
"It's pathetic how you cry because they said something nasty about you."
"I'm not crying." She sniffed. "I'm not crying." She repeated. "They didn't get to me" she finally said.
"Hm."
"Malfoy? Is that you?" he was snapped back to the present.
"..."
"May I sit?" she asked timidly.
He could feel her presence behind him, and he breathed deeply taking in her scent. "It's a free park, isn't it Granger?"
"Yes." Hermione replied as she sat down next to him, she didn't feel the need to start a conversation so she sat with him, gazing at the pond.
"Draco."
"What."
"Blaise would like to know if you will be attending our wedding tomorrow." Hermione asked softly still not looking at Draco, "you know since you haven't answered any of our calls."
He could tell her right now. Tell her what she has done to him. The sleepless nights, the anger, the jealousy, and the man she has helped him become. He kept quiet and made the same mistake.
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