earth from the outer space is full of emptiness.
and you are the one who could kill all this emptiness.
you are the one, you are the only one.
i found the way, i found the way to you.
then i go away, why i turn away?
- The Way by tigapagi
Draco Malfoy had been walking in circle aimlessly for what seemed like hours, a single sweat fell down from his temple albeit the rather chilly weather outside. He could feel his heart beat a little more rapidly, the more he thought about it the more he felt anxious, it came to the point where he might start throwing up. The pale boy then took a deep breath before settling down under an old oak tree just near the bank of the lake, the moon was bright enough to lighten up the darkness and its reflection on the lake gave some sort of calming sensation to anyone who saw it. Just as he began to feel agitated, he heard the melodic voice of hers.
"Draco!" she called out as she ran towards the taller boy who quickly stood up and took a few steps towards her. She waited for him to open up his arms and embrace her, but he just stood still without even saying a word.
"I know I'm late and I am terribly sorry, but Professor McGonagall required my assistance." the curly haired girl quickly apologised for she thought he might be upset with her for being twenty minutes late for their appointment.
Instead of getting the usual playful pout from him, all she got was just a simple answer of 'it's okay'.
Hermione pulled out her wand and a piece of paper from the pocket of her robe. Her mouth quietly muttered a spell as her wand pointing sharply at the piece of paper lying on the palm of her hand. A smile grew on her face when the paper slowly turned into a beautiful yellow sunflower.
"Take it, Draco."
Draco reluctantly offered his left hand, letting the shorter girl transferring the sunflower from her hand to his. When her soft hands brushed against his, she immediately thought that he would be taking her by the waist, lifting her up to spin her in the early November air. Instead, he only mumbled a soft and hesitant 'thank you'.
The unsatisfying reaction she got caused Hermione to furrow her eyebrows, trying to analyze his facial expression and the small movement he made with his hands and the paper sunflower she just gave him. As soon as she saw his uncomfortable movement and blank facial expression, she put two and two together and realised that there was something wrong, "Draco? Are you alright? You look unwell."
"Granger, I need to talk to you." he began.
His eyes stared at hers, provoking her to do the same thing. The first thing she noticed when she stared at the grey orbs of his weren't the calming colour she would always find herself drowning in, but it was the hideous bags under his eyes. It was not hard to notice that Draco had been acting odd since the beginning of the school year.
"Is it about last night? Is it about me not giving you a goodnight kiss?" she asked before smiling sheepishly, instead he shook his head and spoke coldly, "It's about something else."
"Draco, you're scaring me!" she claimed, trying to shake off her terrible assumptions and then letting out a soft laugh. The soft laugh that Draco was very keen on, and now it was as though it no longer hold any effect on him, aside for pain. She watched as his expression remained the same, emotionless. The sudden realisation struck her as she became well aware that this was not going to be a decent conversation.
"Please don't say what I think you're about to say."
He let out a deep sigh, and at that moment she knew.
"Draco, please." she pleaded, her eyes began to get heavier and heavier from the waters which had begun to build up on the corner of her eyes.
"Draco."
He looked away and stare at the dark and empty field, he couldn't bear to see her on such state and the reason was not because he didn't want to know that he had terribly hurt her, but merely because he knew that by the time their eyes met, he would end up clutching her in his arms while kissing away all her tears and told her that everything would be alright. However, that would be simply unfair for her.
"I can no longer be with you - it's over." he stated firmly.
"No, don't say that! You promised Draco!" she began screaming as her voice cracked on each words, her eyes were already wet with the tears she could no longer hold back.
"We would never work out together, there's no future ahead of us." he said, still avoiding her eyes as he searched for anywhere to look at, anywhere but her eyes.
She stared at him yet again and only to find him looking at the sunflower in his hands, she digested all his words and then sniffled, "You said we'd try to make things work. You said it after the first time we kissed under that oak tree."
"Stop being obstinate, Granger." he sneered, his voice remained loud and clear.
"Malfoy! Why won't you look at me? Look at me and tell me that you are lying right now." she cried out as she carelessly wiped away her tears with the palm of her hands.
"Coward." she muttered under her breath, loud enough for him to hear as he quickly turned his gaze. Under the dim light of the moon, he could see her puffy red eyes were now staring at him intensely. It was as though her eyes were filled with sorrow and also a hint of rage. She looked like a mess, even more of a mess compared to him.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me truth." she demanded, taking a hold of his hand and when their hands were merely touching each other, he immediately pull it away from hers before he scoffed mockingly, "You don't understand do you?"
"You are beneath me, Granger." he paused.
"You are just a pathetic filthy mudblood." he taunted, blankly gazing at her. It was not a long interval before her hand raised up and met his pale cheek, causing his head to snap at the same direction of the movement of her hands, the slap immediately left an ugly red mark that would be visible for days. Hermione glared at him in disgust and loath, the sadness in her eyes was now replaced with pure anger and disappointment. She could feel the burning sensation in her heart, it surely wasn't the first time Malfoy had called her a mudblood and yet this one left a stinging feeling, as if it wounded her mentally for she thought he might love her enough to not say the repulsive word, but she might be wrong after all.
"I can't believe you! It's true what Harry and Ron said, you will never change, you are still a foul and evil creature."
She took a long and deep breath before she spoke again, "All you ever have is an empty heart,"
Hermione immediately walked away from him, only to turn around one more time as she watched the man who now stood 3 meters away from her, "and that fake sunflower will forever be the evidence." the brown eyed girl remarked as she walked away from him in a faster pace, still wiping her tears with her hands.
And Draco stayed in his current position while digesting every bit of her words in his head, regretting each words he had spoken to her as he clutched the paper sunflower in his hands.
Author's note:
This is a new Dramione fanfiction that I've been working on, I hope you like it, and if you do please don't forget to review/fav/follow as I'll be focusing on this one and 'Transcendece' more. If you have any questions regarding my works, you can hit me up on tumblr under the name vague-sight
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