Chapter 2 -Haunted
He stands before me. Beautifully handsome as always, it's only his words that betray him.
"Hermione, it's not going to work." He says running his hand through his hair. I recognise where we are, it's a place I have not thought of in a long time.
"But why? Is it because of Harry?" I hear myself say. I turn around and see me standing there in my school uniform. I'm in my sixth year. Harry has gone somewhere and Ron is off with Lavender. No, I think shaking my head. My past self has tears in her eyes.
"No, Hermione because of what you are." He says his face a blank mask showing no remorse or sorrow.
"What?" My past self cries out, finally letting her tears fall.
"Your heart is breaking." I say to her, but she doesn't acknowledge me.
"What I am? I'm a female? What do you mean?" I know what comes next and despite my best efforts to keep my self together, I start crying along with my past self.
"You are a Mudblood."
I wake up with sweat all over me. My breath is coming out in short puffs and my hands shake. I put my fingers on my face and find that I've been crying.
"It was just a dream." I tell myself, but that offers little comfort. I push the sheets off me, letting the cool night air calm me. I have pushed that memory away for too long. Absently I run my hand along my wrist feeling the scars I usually cover with make-up. Mudblood. It is a constant reminder of what I was in the wizarding world. Fresh tears start to fall.
I get up and run out of the room and into the small kitchen in the apartment I'm renting. Grabbing a glass, with shaking fingers I turn the tap on. I fill the glass up until I can feel the cold water spill over the side. After a long sip I can feel myself get calmer. I walk back into my bed room and after a little search I find exactly what I'm looking for. A sleeping potion I made in case of emergencies. I take a sip and feel my head spin and my eyelids droop. The last thing I think is of Draco...Does he get haunted by these dreams too?
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Despite having Scorpius sleeping in my bed, I'm still struck by the nightmare that has been around for 7 years. Hermione stands before me with tears streaming down her face. Behind me, I see my past self, a blank face that doesn't reveal the emotions he felt.
"What? A Mudblood? I thought we had moved on from that." She says quickly brushing her tears away.
"No Granger. It's constantly at the back of my mind. You are not superior to the power of the Malfoy's pureblood family." He says
"No don't." I cry at my past self.
"Can't you give us one more chance?" She cries out. She stretches her hand out to try and stop him from walking away. I put my hand out to hold it, only to find that my hand goes through her's.
My past self just walks away. However I see what she never does. My past self mouth "I'm sorry" to her as she lies on the floor crying.
I wake with a start. The images flashing before me.
"Hermione." I say running my hand through my hair.
Of all the teachers Scorpius had to have Hermione. I close my eyes and run a hand down my face, feeling the stubble prickle my skin. She had looked beautiful today. The shirt had captured her figure perfectly and the skirt showed her long lovely legs.
I look down at my son, sleeping soundly. What would have happened if I hadn't broken up with her? Would we have a son? I shake these thoughts away. What's the point in thinking like this when you can't change a thing?
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I waited inside for my class; I had spent my morning preparing work for them and more for Scorpius. Since he hadn't spent a lot of time in a primary school I guessed he hadn't spent a lot of time at a pre-school either. So I was starting him on basics: The alphabet and numbers. I heard them outside, the girls laughing and giggling trying to avoid the boys and the boys yelling and shouting at each other.
"Okay, everyone come inside and sit on the floor. We're going to say good morning and then do role call." I say to them after walking outside. My eyes trail over their heads in search for a certain pale haired boy. Scorpius isn't here. Biting my lip, I step aside to allow the children in. Where is he?
"Good morning class." I say to them, while closing the door.
"Good morning Miss Granger." They call back. A bright smile forms on my face. Oh well, this is what Scorpius and Draco are missing out on. I sit down at the front of my class and start to read the role.
I am halfway through it when there's a timid knock at the door.
"Come in." I call watching all the kids turn around to stare at the door. In walks Emma, Scorpius and a little behind him is Draco. My breath catches.
"Good morning everyone." Emma says to them. She's got a massive smile on her face. It has got to be from Draco. He must have been flirting with my boss.
"Her-Miss Granger, can I talk to you?" She says, pointing outside.
"Yes of course, let me just set some work." I tell her, avoiding Draco's eyes. I quite the class down and tell them to draw pitchers of things that they like. It's a simple exercise with no purpose. I leave Lucy in charge and walk out the door.
"Hermione, you know Scorpius' father, Draco Malfoy". Emma says to me. Shit he's holding out his hand.
"Ahh, sorry, Can't touch you I have sticky fingers...from glue." I lie.
"Your hands seemed fine before...Miss Granger." He says to me with his hand still out.
"The activity I set for my students involved glue Mr. Malfoy." I lie again.
"I see." He says before putting his hand down.
"Scorpius here is your new student Hermione and Mr. Malfoy would like to sit in on some of your classes to see how Scorpius does." Emma explains. OH God, how much did he promise the school? A few thousand?
"But won't it distract Scorpius to have his father there?" I ask, seriously.
"Miss Granger, it will be as if I am invisible. Imagine me wearing an invisibility cloak." He says making my face flush
"I told Mr. Malfoy it wouldn't be a problem." Emma tells me.
"Alright, he can sit in the classroom." I say, smiling to myself as I imagine tall Draco sitting on the tiny kindergarten chairs.
"Something amusing, Miss Granger?" He asks me.
"Just a thought I had. Emma, can I take Scorpius inside? I want to check how my class is going." I turn to her, completely ignoring Draco.
"Oh of course Hermione, I'll leave you to it." She says before walking off. Shit, now I'm all alone with him. I practically run to the door in an effort to get to normality.
"Class, we have a special visitor today. This is Mister Malfoy. Can we say good morning to Mr. Malfoy please?" I ask them. See Draco, I can be polite. They say good Morning to Draco and he nods his head at them. Hmmm, he's a lot warmer to his son.
"And I'm sure you all remember the newest member of our class, Scorpius." I hold my hand out for Scorpius to take and he does.
"Tom, can Scorpius sit with you?" I don't expect Tom to say no and he doesn't.
"Okay with those pitchers, can you put some glue on them and we'll stick them on a big piece of cardboard and then stick them on the wall." I tell them.
"Scorpius, do you want to sit next to Tom and draw your favourite things on the piece of paper. Mr. Malfoy, feel free to take a seat". I say knowing that the only seat to take is a small kindergarten size chair or the chair at my desk, but that has papers and my bag on it. I try to control my laughter when I see Draco sitting on one of the little chairs.
A/N: Wow thank you everyone for the massive reception. I honestly wasn't going to post this story but I'm glad I have. I have just entered my final year of school so I won't be posting chapters as often as I would like. However I am planning on coming up with a system where every fortnight I will try and post a chapter of any of my stories. This will usually happen on a Thursday because I can leave school early then. Thank you to everyone, and keep the reviews coming :)