Disclaimer: I dont own tha chars but i own the plot. so ha, take that.
~*Warm Darkness*~
The light flooded from the room, engulfing her in eternal darkness. Thats how it was for her since last year. Dark. Empty. Cold.
She lost practically all last year. Her family, murdered. Her favourite red haired companion, dead.
The only friend she had left, he was now quiet, kept to himself more. If possible he was more depressed than she was.
She would no longer spend her time in the library, she would either go running around the grounds, runnin bein the only place she felt at peace not havin to stop or think, ever. Or she would be out in the court yard. Drawin the sad world around her.
One day, in the court yard she was drawing, a pair of eyes were watching her. Intently with her every move. She was oblivious to the steely eyes watching her from across the court yard.
Draco's POV
I sat there watching her. She had changed. She was no longer the annoying preppy girl she once was, she grew up. She had to, after receiving a hard blow like that. She had everything, she was on top of the world. Then it was kicked out from beneath her adn she came crashing down.
I had losses too. My father was killed in the war, as was my mother. With both of them dead I faced a choice. Go with the darkside like they would have forced me, be rich and powerfull. Or, give that up adn stay on the good side. Dump helped me with that one. He found me a job and a place to live. I now was on the light side. So my fellow house members were now disregarding my presence. Denying they knew me.
She was good looking too. Her hard hit shown greatly with maturiosity. One look at her and you could tell, if she smiled she would look like a goddess.
~*~*~*
"Sickel for your thoughts Granger," Draco said sitting down beside her.
She looked over at him, her eyes showed frustration, too tired and fed up to glare at him like she used to. "What do you want?"
"Dont have to be hostile Granger. I'm not here to pick a fight."
"Then why are you here? Your not my friend so I doubt you've come to chitchat."
"True that true that. Will you go with me on the next Hogsmead weekend?"
"I dont go on those trips anymore."
"Why not?"
"I just dont."
"Scared you might have fun, that you might come out of this shell you hide yourself in."
Her eyes locked with his, for a brief moment he could see all the hurt and insecure feelings in her eyes but then as quickly as the emotion came it left.
She looked away, not wanting to see those piercing steel eyes. Quickly she picked up her stuff she began to walk away.
"Why dont you answer the question Hermione? YOu know its true. Your know its time to move on. You're still hurting and missing them. I'm not saying forget them but you have to move on they would want you to live."
Her eyes flashed with anger, "How dare you! You dont even know what its like. You cant just up and shut off emotions just for the sake of, "needing to move on" You dont even know what its like."
His eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and hurt, "Actually I do know. I have never had any friends, true friends, I mean, but I know what its like to lose family. Both of my parents were killed in the war. My dad got what he deserved but my mother shouldnt have died.
Look, with the choices I made after my parents died, I lost everything. I had to go to Dump for help. A Malfoy askin for help. And after I asked, Dump got me a place to stay and a job.
Look Hermione I know what its like, I know that your goin through a tough time. But please if you keep goin the way your goin your deteriorate away."
"Since when do you care Malfoy?"
He sighed, "I'm sorry. But it doesnt matter when, just that I do"
"Oh after almost seven years of hating me and treating me like crap. And all the sudden you care."
"So its a no then?"
"Look I just dont want to go to Hogsmead."
"Then do you want to have an on-campus date?"
"WHy are you suddenly so determined to go out with me?"
"Come Hermione, were once the smartest girl at Hogwarts. Why do you think I want to go on a date with you?"
"Maybe its the years and years of hating me thats clouded my intelligence."
"I've never hated you. I made fun of you out of an image thing. I never meant any of it."
"You never meant all those times you called me a mudblood?"
"No."
"Then why?"
"With my father being who he was I didnt have a choice in anything. I had to be a pureblood jerk for the time he was around but...wait why am I telling you all this? It'll probably just go in one ear and out the next because all you care about is yourself right now anyway.You dont have to answer my question. I already know the answer," with out another word, he left, left her siting there, unable to answer him.
AN: well this is my second fic, to all those who read my first one i'm takin a break on it. this one came to mee while i was sittin in math class. so i continued it and thought i would post it. any way. the more reviews i get the faster up the chapters will come.
mwah
~*AnGeL*~
~*Warm Darkness*~
The light flooded from the room, engulfing her in eternal darkness. Thats how it was for her since last year. Dark. Empty. Cold.
She lost practically all last year. Her family, murdered. Her favourite red haired companion, dead.
The only friend she had left, he was now quiet, kept to himself more. If possible he was more depressed than she was.
She would no longer spend her time in the library, she would either go running around the grounds, runnin bein the only place she felt at peace not havin to stop or think, ever. Or she would be out in the court yard. Drawin the sad world around her.
One day, in the court yard she was drawing, a pair of eyes were watching her. Intently with her every move. She was oblivious to the steely eyes watching her from across the court yard.
Draco's POV
I sat there watching her. She had changed. She was no longer the annoying preppy girl she once was, she grew up. She had to, after receiving a hard blow like that. She had everything, she was on top of the world. Then it was kicked out from beneath her adn she came crashing down.
I had losses too. My father was killed in the war, as was my mother. With both of them dead I faced a choice. Go with the darkside like they would have forced me, be rich and powerfull. Or, give that up adn stay on the good side. Dump helped me with that one. He found me a job and a place to live. I now was on the light side. So my fellow house members were now disregarding my presence. Denying they knew me.
She was good looking too. Her hard hit shown greatly with maturiosity. One look at her and you could tell, if she smiled she would look like a goddess.
~*~*~*
"Sickel for your thoughts Granger," Draco said sitting down beside her.
She looked over at him, her eyes showed frustration, too tired and fed up to glare at him like she used to. "What do you want?"
"Dont have to be hostile Granger. I'm not here to pick a fight."
"Then why are you here? Your not my friend so I doubt you've come to chitchat."
"True that true that. Will you go with me on the next Hogsmead weekend?"
"I dont go on those trips anymore."
"Why not?"
"I just dont."
"Scared you might have fun, that you might come out of this shell you hide yourself in."
Her eyes locked with his, for a brief moment he could see all the hurt and insecure feelings in her eyes but then as quickly as the emotion came it left.
She looked away, not wanting to see those piercing steel eyes. Quickly she picked up her stuff she began to walk away.
"Why dont you answer the question Hermione? YOu know its true. Your know its time to move on. You're still hurting and missing them. I'm not saying forget them but you have to move on they would want you to live."
Her eyes flashed with anger, "How dare you! You dont even know what its like. You cant just up and shut off emotions just for the sake of, "needing to move on" You dont even know what its like."
His eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and hurt, "Actually I do know. I have never had any friends, true friends, I mean, but I know what its like to lose family. Both of my parents were killed in the war. My dad got what he deserved but my mother shouldnt have died.
Look, with the choices I made after my parents died, I lost everything. I had to go to Dump for help. A Malfoy askin for help. And after I asked, Dump got me a place to stay and a job.
Look Hermione I know what its like, I know that your goin through a tough time. But please if you keep goin the way your goin your deteriorate away."
"Since when do you care Malfoy?"
He sighed, "I'm sorry. But it doesnt matter when, just that I do"
"Oh after almost seven years of hating me and treating me like crap. And all the sudden you care."
"So its a no then?"
"Look I just dont want to go to Hogsmead."
"Then do you want to have an on-campus date?"
"WHy are you suddenly so determined to go out with me?"
"Come Hermione, were once the smartest girl at Hogwarts. Why do you think I want to go on a date with you?"
"Maybe its the years and years of hating me thats clouded my intelligence."
"I've never hated you. I made fun of you out of an image thing. I never meant any of it."
"You never meant all those times you called me a mudblood?"
"No."
"Then why?"
"With my father being who he was I didnt have a choice in anything. I had to be a pureblood jerk for the time he was around but...wait why am I telling you all this? It'll probably just go in one ear and out the next because all you care about is yourself right now anyway.You dont have to answer my question. I already know the answer," with out another word, he left, left her siting there, unable to answer him.
AN: well this is my second fic, to all those who read my first one i'm takin a break on it. this one came to mee while i was sittin in math class. so i continued it and thought i would post it. any way. the more reviews i get the faster up the chapters will come.
mwah
~*AnGeL*~