Hi everyone, so I've thought about how I haven't really said enough about how Hermione feels, so o hope this chapter helps.
Draco
I opened the door and saw McGonagall there with Hermione by her side. My first thought was 'what happened? Did someone die?'
I silently followed the headmistress down to her office where my mother was pacing around nervously.
"Draco! I came here as soon as I got your letter!" she exclaimed.
I didn't understand. The letter didn't say anything was too bad.
"Are you alright?" she asked, pressing the back of her hand to my forehead worriedly. I stepped back and replied. "I'm fine mum."
"So tell me everything!" she said as soon as McGonagall was gone.
"Well what do you want to know?"
"This girl? Who is she?" she smiled excitedly, but dropped it when she saw my face go pale.
"Her name is Hermione, yes, Hermione."
She rose an eyebrow as a hint to tell her more, so I told her everything. Even how I obliviated her when she had helped me. All I left out was my self harm. I couldn't burden her with that.
Hermione
It had been a few minutes since McGonagall had left and I remembered that I had to ask her something about Transfiguration, so I ran after them. There was no sign of them when I reached her office door, so I said the password and went up the stairs. There was shouting coming from the room, and it sounded like Draco.
I couldn't help but press my ear to the door to overhear the conversation.
"But mum, I can't tell her!"
Who? And what couldn't he tell her?
"Draco honey, I know it will be hard and I know she won't forgive you immediately or even in time, but you can't let it tear you apart like this!" Narcissa replied firmly with a loving touch. It appeared that McGonagall wasn't inside. My thoughts drifted back to his words. Was he cheating on a girl? If he was, I was sure to give him a piece of my mind when he saw me again.
"But mum... I obliviated her... that's worse than anything! Their her MEMORIES! And I took them from her!"
I gasped. That was even worse. Who was the poor girl?
"Hermione is her name, right?" I heard Narcissa say.
My heart stopped. He had obliviated me? How? How could he do this to me? How could I LET his do it? I was fuming, but decided to listen some more.
"Yes,"
"Well start off slow Draco. Give her space."
"How can I do that if I live with her?!"
"Let her be, don't pester the girl."
"But mum!"
"Enough Draco! I have to get going. Owl me with the news."
I heard the sound of her flooring out and them that of glass shattering. Draco. That selfish bastard. After a minute or two, he stormed out of the office, running straight into me.
"Hermi- Granger! What are you doing here?" he asked me, pretending nothing happened.
"I WAS here to ask the headmistress a question, but after what I overheard, I don't think she's in here."
"Hermione!" he said pleading me to hear him out.
"What are you going to do? Obliviate this from my memory too?" I asked tauntingly.
"No! It's just that I've been through so much-" I cut him off there and then. Who did he think he was?!
"Who do you think you are Malfoy?! You can't just go around stealing my memories and pretending I didn't hear that conversation with your mother! And you know what? You're not the only one who's been through so much! How hard do you think it was for me to get over the torture your AUNT did to me in YOUR house? Tell me Malfoy! Tell me!"
My finger was digging into his chest now and he was pushed up against a wall, and it probably hurt him, but I didn't care. He had used me against mh will and made me forget! Who knows what he could have done to me those times!
I looked into those steely grey eyes. They were filled with pain and fear, but I just let my emotions take over. In my anger, I raised a hand and heard the deafening sound of it colliding with his jaw.
"I hate you," I spat out and ran.
I was crying as I ran back to the dorm room and I didn't bother looking back as I heard the footsteps. I already knew whose they were and why they were after me. I was done with him. Done with all his mess.
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