Love is Pain: Chapter 1
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Hermione POV:
I waited at the swings in the park closest to my house. I came every day, and everyday this boy would come. We are best friends, he told me he loves me and we should get married. He started talking about how his father would be mad, because I was a muggle. I don't know what a muggle is, but I do know I want to be with him anyways. Whenever I got sad he'd kiss me on the cheek and promise me it will get better. I love him so much. I checked the small tower with a clock on it, and got a little worried, he was late.
It was almost time to go home when I saw him, and another boy running towards me. His hair was flapping in the wind. He didn't slow down, he just ran straight into my arms, and hugged me.
"I missed you," he said.
"I missed you too," I told him holding him close.
"Draco we don't have much time," the other boy said worriedly.
"Okay, Mione take my hand in yours," he said pulling away.
We both grasped hands, and I waited for him to continue.
The other boy with brown hair, and green eyes took out a stick, and tapped it on our hands. A vine of sorts wrapped around our hands holding them together.
"I Draco Malfoy promise to marry Hermione Granger in the future, no matter where I am I Promise to go find him," he said.
I second vine shot out of the stick, and wrapped it around our hands.
"And I Hermione Granger promise to marry Draco Malfoy in the future, no matter where I am I promise to go find him," I repeated.
A third and thicker one shot out and wrapped around. It burned for a split instant, and then left chain marks around our hands like a tattoo.
Soon after this was over he kissed me, and then we say a man running after us.
"DRACO!" the man yelled. "DRACO!"
The boy flinched at the sight of him, and cowered. This man wasn't a nice man not at all. He was tall had long blonde hair, and had very mean eyes.
"Draco, say goodbye to your friends, we're going home," he said glaring down at us.
"Yes, father," he said in a low tone.
They started to walk away, when I had a gut feeling that I wouldn't see him again. I ran after him, and pulled him into a hug. He momentarily relaxed in my arms; a hand grabbed my hair and pulled me hard away.
I fell to the ground and gave a yelp of pain. With tear in my eyes the evil man said "Don't you ever touch my son again you ugly little muggle!"
"HEY, she wasn't doing anything wrong!" Draco yelled to defend me. He must have realized he said the wrong thing because he flinched.
With a crack they disappeared.
Draco POV:
I felt like my lunch was trying to fall out of my stomach. When we finally hit solid ground, a strong hand flew at my face. I fell to the ground with tears in my eyes. The sound bounced, around the small room, I looked up shocked that he hit me.
He looked down at me with a sneer.
"Now how many times have you seen that girl?" He said while walking around me.
"This is the first time," I said a little watery trying to hold back tears.
He simply walked to a small cabinet, and pulled out what looked like a rope.
"Now every time you lie to me I'll hit you twice," he said evilly.
"Now again how many times have you seen her?"
"I told you this was the first time."
He pulled back his arm and with a crack the rope hit me, I let out a scream. Please any one, please help me. He did it again, and this time I think I screamed louder, tears fell down my face.
"…"
He asked a question, but I was still trying to breathe, and settle my restless body.
"YES, or NO," he said more angry.
"Yes!" I said.
There was a split instant in his eyes where something cracked. I pulled back his arm and he angrily threw it forward again, and again, and again. Each time ripping up my clothes and leaving a straight line across my body. I crawled into a ball protecting my chest and face but my skin was taught against my back. He did it a few more times, and then he stopped.
I turned slightly to see what he was doing, and I say him with a bucket. He threw whatever was in it on me, salt water. My scream rebounded across the walls worse than ever, it burned so bad. He then got back to the whip, and about twenty more times he hit me with that.
"MALFOY'S DO NOT MAKE FRIENDS WITH MUGGLES!" he screamed at me.
I heard my mother screaming for him to stop on the other side of the door.
I ran for the door, and screamed for my mother to help me.
"MALFOY'S AREN'T COWARDS," he screamed.
He whipped me over, and over. I fell to the ground and begged him just to kill me, just to finish it.
"I hope you learned your lesson," he said while throwing the whip to the ground.
He opened the door, and my mother threw herself in the room and cradled me to her body. I was eight years old, and in that moment something died in me. Love is pain, and I don't want love.
A/N Okay I dont know if im going to continue this one so review and let me know if you want me too! :)
Love,
Sarah