A/N : Well, I didn't get a review in this story, AT ALL. so i really hope i'd get one. :D
Well, its a two-shot. Coz i'm just a starter :D
Enjoy ;)
Disclaimer : Ah, i totally forgot. i pwn dramione. lol, jk. Harry Potter, etc etc is NEVER mine.
He closed his eyes for about 10 seconds, not believing what he just saw.
His own best friend was all alone with Draco Malfoy, their enemy.
He couldn't believe his eyes; he kept on rubbing them with disbelief.
He ran to her when he saw her going back.
"Hermione!" he shouted.
"Oh. Harry-"
"Explain to me how come I saw you and Malfoy out there but not fighting nor arguing?" interrupts Harry. He had so much disappointment in his voice.
Hermione was shaking her head.
"No, it's not what you think!
He was apologizing."
"Through kissing your hand?"
"No! Harry, listen to me!"
At that moment, Draco sort of overheard them arguing in the hall. He went to the exact opposite spot that Harry stood.
"What could be the perfect reason that you guys look like you were romancing out there?"
His question shot Hermione straight on her head.
She was dumbstruck, didn't know what to say.
He shook his head, "I can't believe you Hermione. Wait till Ronald hears this. He must be so-"
"No! Don't tell him! I've hurt you; I can't hurt another best friend."
He looked at her with such disappointment.
"Harry, please."
Draco felt guilt in his heart.
He saw Harry leaving and Hermione in his pursuit.
Oh no. What have I done?
He looked to the direction they were running to, and decided that he should preferably go back too.
Harry walked with big steps to the Gryffindor Common Room. As he reached there, he was also hoping that Hermione will follow. He didn't want to leave his best friend out there.
"Harry!"
He ignored her.
As he got into the Common Room, he saw Ron before the fireplace with his packet of Chocolate Frogs.
He went to him and gave him a shock.
"Ronald! You will never believe this!"
Ron looked blur, as always, munching his chocolate frogs.
"What? What happened?" asked Ron with his mouth full of chocolate.
Harry looked disgusted seeing his best friend at yet another bad timing.
"Malfoy! He-"
"He made me eat slugs but failed," interrupted Hermione with a small smile on his face.
Harry gave her a look, which looks familiar.
It was the look he gives to Draco.
"I wouldn't believe that Harry? –laughs- that's a bit ridiculous, don't you think?" Ron answered.
"He always fails to cast his magic on her anyways, that's why we love her." Ron smiled sarcastically.
Please, not now.
Hermione mouthed those words to Harry.
"Oh, believe me… you wouldn't if you were watching it with your own eyes." Harry answered firmly.
Ron laughed and the three best friends continued their quality time for the night. Hermione had reminiscence of that incident and Harry with disbelief. Ron? He's just the one that eats Chocolate Frogs and laughs at Harry's jokes.
The next early morning, Harry came up to Hermione with the curiosity of Malfoy and Hermione.
"So, wanna tell me what's really going on between you two?" asked Harry, curiously.
"Mm …"
Hermione stayed silent for a moment.
"Come on Hermione. We're best friends – best friends since first year of Hogwarts and that time we hated Malfoy."
"Well things change Harry. I forgave him that night. And I don't know, but I think I'm actually falling –"
"For him?!"
Harry shot that question with such surprise, it looked like he was about to pop his eyes.
And drop his mouth.
"Well…"
"You've got to be kidding me, Hermione. I mean, what he did to you, the countless things he had done. And you actually forgave him, and fell for him"
"Actually, it was a long time ago…"
"That you fell for him?!"
"No! That I fancied him. His eyes are hypnotizing, Harry."
"Oh no."
He kept saying that phrase over and over without thinking what Hermione tried to say. He was shaking his head with his utmost disbelief.
"Harry… you don't understand how I feel right now. After all these years, the only guy I really fancied was him. Other than that Durmstrang boy, oh what was his name? Dexter Crump?"
"Shut up, Hermione, it was Viktor Krum."
"Oh, sorry then…
Well anyways, yes, that guy. But was he forgettable? Very. I've to say that."
"So you chose Draco?"
"What is so wrong with Draco?!"
"He is our enemy, Hermione!"
She shook her head with tears that starts to flow down her cheeks and to the floor.
She was so furious that her friend won't let her go on her own way.
So she decided to isolate herself and made her way to the gardens.
Now, coincidentally, Draco had been jogging somewhere near there.
When he saw the dark, bushy hair of hers, he had to come up to her.
"Hermione?"
She heard his voice. His soft voice with a little concern heard in it. She didn't want him to know that she was crying.
It's dumb to cry about this Hermione. Stop crying like an idiot. He'll think that he did something bad. STOP IT.
She tried so hard to stop but the harder she tries, the more tears fall.
Draco then sat beside her and noticed that her nose was red. She tried to hide her swollen eyes, her red nose and the tears that are falling.
"Hermione… Come on, why are you crying? Is it because of me last night? Is it because some professor gave you an 'F'"?
She lightened up a bit at that last question. She hit Draco lightly. She thought it was an instinct.
"Ouch! Hermione! I'm trying to make you happier here. This is what you give me?"
She laughed a little. He smiled at her and let her leaned her head to his shoulder.
He gave Hermione a napkin to wipe off her tears.
"Keep it as a memory."
He flashed a smile as she keeps it.
She got up and reached out her hand with a sad smile on her face. She didn't want to talk as she knew her voice would sound a tad bit retarded.
He took her hand without thinking. She was totally enthusiastic and ran to a place where ever she wanted to.
Draco was a bit surprised by her enthusiasm and was pulled as she ran.
"Hermione! Where are we going!"
He said loudly but not clearly as he was running; more likely to being pulled though.
"I don't know, anywhere I can't think about."
She said opposite of how Draco said his last sentence.
"What do you mean by you can't think about?"
They both stopped; stopped in front of the Great Hall.
Hermione stood there thinking about the answer to that question.
She didn't know where to go. All she thought about was Draco, Draco, Draco, and more of him.
"Draco, Harry knows."
"Harry knows about what?"
"Us. This whole thing that we've got onto. Our relationship. We were enemies, you know. That whole story.
I think Harry thinks that you're doing this for a vengeance. Tell me the truth, are you?"
He couldn't believe that people really thought of him that way.
What did I really do to these people? This whole thing is because of me. Why can't people understand that I want to change for the better?
"Draco, are you alright?"
"No… I got you into this. Of course I'm not alright."
"No, no, no. This is just typical Harry.
He doesn't really know what's right and wrong ever since Dumbledore died."
"Hah, right. I guess it is better if we weren't close to each other."
"No! I like you. I'm really not sure about you but I really think it's nothing so wrong."
"Hermione, I told you, I love you and I thought so too.
Well what the hell. We don't need to care about what people thought about us right?"
She nodded with confidence.
Why is he so right?
So they started talking and walking around the castle without knowing where exactly they were going.
They were spending time together, and loving it. Every thing she did, made Draco the more he fell his love towards her.
And every thing he did, the more Hermione fell in love with him.
They kept their relationship low-key so that no one would know. The only one that knew was Harry and most probably some juniors who would care less.
It was only two days but they were great together. Their relationship continued on until the week.
Their graduation was such a celebration but they never really met face-to-face; only had eye-contacts.
Hermione… You look so beautiful tonight. If only you can read my mind.
At the end of the night, Hermione remembered that the night before, Draco promised her that they would meet for their last time in the castle.
She went to the spot where they met that night and she found him waiting.
She smiled to herself.
Look at him, Hermione. Isn't he just perfect?
She was thinking of that while she tried going at the back of him and covered his eyes. She had to tip-toe to cover it properly.
"Hermione!"
His face turned from discontent to full of ecstasy.
He said it with such joy. He turned around and gave her a hug.
I can't do this to her.
"I can't believe we graduated!"
"Me neither!"
"Anyways, I wanted to give you this."
He took out a small card with a heart-shaped case and a small dandelion.
She was amazed by the fact that he knows that she loved dandelions.
She hugged him, in return.
"Draco, you really shouldn't have. I mean we are going to meet again in London right?"
"Yeah… I came here to tell you about that…"
She sort of knew what he was going to say. She wasn't ready to get hurt either.
No. He can't do this to me… No. But why? How could he? He wants me to be hurt? Let me be devastated with pain, and agony? After all that we've been through? I know it was just one week… But to describe it, I can't. This makes me speechless.
She thought of that and her eyes became watery.
"… So that means we can't meet, Hermione."
Draco felt so guilty. Hermione's tears came back to her.
He doesn't know what to do because she was already crying.
He hugged her because that was the best he could think of.
She cried in his shoulder. The shoulder she won't lean in anymore.
He kissed her cheek and pulled her back.
He watched her tears dropping to her gown.
She wiped it with the back of her left hand.
What did I do to deserve this? Does fate hate me that much?
He looked into her eyes and kissed her lips gently.
The best kiss they ever had until they meet…
A/N : SOOOOO? i know, im NOT the best.
I cant really describe things at its best, but yeah, I try.
Really hope that i'd get reviews some day sobs
