Chapter 7
She couldn't think, she couldn't breath, she couldn't do anything. She could barely even register the face that was in front of her. And also she couldn't move, because his hands were still on her wrists, but she probably wouldn't be able to move anyways. Her throat became oddly dry.
"I-I...No!" She said after she could think, "No! It's not you, it can't be."
"Hermione, I-"
"No, don't call me that. Hasn't it been Granger for the past years? How-how dare you! Is this a joke?" she asked with tears in her eyes.
She knew it was a joke, it had to be.
"If you just let me talk-"
"No! Why? Haven't you tortured me enough through the years? I trusted you...I-" but Hermione tore her wrists from his grasp and ran.
She couldn't take it. She just couldn't.
..
"Hermione!" Harry sighed in relief as he sat down on the couch next to her. "I was so worried, what happened?"
She continued to stare fixedly at the blazing fire in front of her. She cleared her throat.
"I...uh...found out who Breeze was," she said quietly, never taking her eyes of the flame. She seemed to be hypnotized.
"...And?"
"Oh, Harry, it was all just some joke!" She said, and that's when she finally broke down. She felt the tears spill down her cheeks and Harry pulled her into a hug.
"Who was it?"
She really wished he would stop asking questions, "Blaise. Blaise Zabini."
He didn't say anything, he just kept hugging her tightly as he felt his rage grow stronger. Surely Zabini would pay for this. Who did he think he was? But his voice remained calm.
"What exactly happened?" He whispered.
"Nothing, exactly. I was just so shocked! I mean how was I suppose to react? Him and Malfoy have been torturing us for years. This is probably just some sick bet that he made up with all of his friends. They're all probably laughing about this right now," she said angrily as she pulled away and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She sniffled.
"I'm sorry, Hermione," he whispered and leaned closer, and closer.
No. This was all too much for one night. With that confusing thought while they were dancing, then finding out about Blaise. She couldn't take much more. Harry couldn't kiss her.
But they were interrupted by a low hoot, and Breeze the owl stood expectantly with a letter attached to it's leg.
Hermione huffed and walked over to the black owl.
"Go away! Go on now, Shoo!" she said as she tried to push it away, but it kept pecking at her hair and refused to leave. Which was weird, because it usually was quiet an affectionate owl. Blaise must have given it special instructions.
Harry was now also trying to get the animal to leave to no avail, the owl wouldn't budge and was now flying around madly.
Hermione sighed and took the letter, then wrote on the closest piece of parchment paper:
Stop sending you're stupid owl over here. I don't wish to talk to you.
She then took the letter and shoved the owl out the window, and then locked it.
They stood there for the moment.
"Are you going to read that?" Harry asked.
"No," Hermione said simply and threw into the fire that licked it up greedily. Hermione felt as if the hungry flames were also eating up a small part of her heart that she had left with 'Breeze', but that hole was easily fixed. She looked up at Harry who was staring at the ground.
She would never know what that letter said, but that was okay, because she now had someone she loved and cared for. She didn't need the so called 'Breeze'. Or his new letter that only contained 10 simple words that Hermione would never read, never know the full meaning of.
She loved Harry, and she always would. And she would never give Blaise Zabini a chance to explain himself, because some things were just unforgivable.
Perhaps she should have given him a chance to show his real self. The part that had changed and grown to love her. But it was okay, he would surely feel the heartbreak, but he would get over it.
And as Hermione hugged her Harry, those ten words were burning to a crisp in those hypnotizing flames.
I love you and will never hurt you again, ever.
Author's Note:Alright, I know how much you all hate me now. And I sincerely apologize for not updating in awhile.
On the other hand, this is my first completed story, and I'm pretty proud of myself for finally completing something.
So I suppose this is goodbye, but thank you to all of my amazing readers and reviewers:). But just one lat thing:
Do you really think I'd make the person that obvious? (and you all thought it was Draco...)
xx Love to All xx,
MyPurple Dawn
