Title: I wish that you could see
Sequel to: I just want your kiss
Author:
Desperate For Attention
For: Anyone who reads my crap
Pairing: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy
Disclaimer: Characters are sole property of J.K. Rowling; I am merely borrowing them for my own personal amusement, they shall be returned safely afterwards.
Summary: Ron snorted as he stared up at the top bunk. "No, you two carry on, don't let me spoil your fun." He mumbled with an air of playful malice. Harry growled softly looking back to Hermione in search of a little help but she just looked back at him nonplussed.


I wish that you could see

Things had gone from bad to worse. Emotions were running high for each of them, little food and sleep was making the three edgy and cruel with each other. Even Ron and Hermione broke up at least once every day. The locket was being passed around from person to person. Each time manipulating their feelings and turning them slowly against one another.

It was getting stressful to remain friends.

Harry looked around the tent for one bewildering minute it looked as though Ron had slipped out of the tent, then he caught site of his ginger hair tucked in the shadows of the lower bunk, flushed with a hideous angered shade of red. "Oh remembered me have you?!" He snapped.

Harry furrowed his brow in confusion, looking over to Hermione for a brief second before turning back to Ron. "What?"

Ron snorted as he stared up at the top bunk. "No, you two carry on, don't let me spoil your fun." He mumbled with an air of playful malice. Harry growled softly looking back to Hermione in search of a little help but she just looked back at him nonplussed.

"Ron, what's the problem?"

"Problem? There's no problem," Ron said keeping his gaze against the top bunk, refusing to look at Harry. "Not according to you, anyway."

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes before the heavy thud of rain on the tents thin fabric cleared the silence. "Well, you've obviously got a problem." Harry growled. "Spit it out, will you?"

Ron huffed swinging his legs off the side of the bed and sitting up, his face was contorted with anger, he looked different almost a completely different person to the one they had all known that morning. "Fine! Don't expect me to skip up and down the tent because there's some other damn thing we've got to find. Just add it to the list of stuff you don't know."

"I don't know?" Harry repeated hollowly. "I don't know?"

"It's not like I'm having the time of my life here!" Ron snapped, "you know with my arm mangled and nothing to eat and freezing my backside off every single night. I just hoped, you know, after we'd been running around a few weeks, we'd have achieved something."

"Ron." Hermione whispered softly.

"I thought you knew what you'd signed up for?!" Harry snapped.

"Yeah, I thought I did to."

"So which part is not living up to your expectations?" Harry growled, anger boiling over his mind to leave an angered red flush across his cheeks. "Do you think that we'd be staying five star hotels? Finding Horcrux every other day? Did you think you'd be back to mummy and daddy by Christmas?"

"We thought you knew what you were doing?!" Ron growled.

"Ron...please." Hermione said louder. Her voice pleading. "Take the locket off. It's the locket playing on your emotions Ron, this isn't you. Please take it off. Take it off!" Her voice was panicked and pleading.

"It has nothing to do with the damn locket. I'm just saying what everyone is thinking. Dumbledore has done nothing but send us on a wild goose chase. We know nothing more than we did when we left."

"Then why are you still here!" Harry snapped and Ron paused for a minute.

"Beats me!" He snapped.

"Leave then, no-one is stopping you."

"Harry! No. Ron please stay just take the locket off and lay down." Hermione pleaded tears pooling at the base of her eyes.

"Fine! Hermione are you coming?" Ron grunted furious blue eyes shooting to Hermione.

"I-- Ron I--" she stuttered helplessly the tears falling away from her eyes as she blinked. "I promised I would stay until we're done. Ron sta--"

"No, I get it, you chose him over me?" Ron growled, his eyes flashed dangerously tears lingered across the iris.

"N-no Ron it's not like that! Please don't do this stay-- stay with me please I love you! I love you!" She pleaded falling.

"Let him go Hermione, we don't need need him." Harry snorted. Hermione hiccuped rubbing the back of her hand against her eyes.

"Fine! I'm going." Ron growled ripping the locket from around his neck and throwing it to the floor. He stormed out of the tent as Harry bent down to take the locket into his hand, watching only when Hermione ran past him calling Ron's name over and over.

Minutes past before Hermione stepped back into the tent, shivering from the soaking rain and sniffing silently. Puffy red eyes met with Harry's and she crossed her arms over her chest running her hand over her bare skin. "He's gone, Disapparated!." She whispered hollowly she threw herself into the chair, curled up and began to cry softly.

Harry felt dazed. He threaded the Horcrux through his fingers then placed it around his own neck. He dragged the blanket from Ron's bed and threw it over Hermione. She sniffed a faint thank-you and buried her nose into the material. Harry sighed softly crawling into his own bunk and rolling onto his back staring up at the blank dark canvas trying not to listen to Hermione sob softly close by.

How could Ron do this to them? There were people lives at stake not just his families, everyone's families were in trouble. He was being selfish, it wasn't Harry's fault that he didn't know what was happening, Harry didn't know all of the answers!

Hermione was shaking, tears welled at the base of her eyes the minute the previous tears fell, there was an odd clenching in her heart and the overwhelming feeling of being abandoned could not be removed from her mind.

"No, I get it, you chose him over me?" Hermione shuddered nuzzling her head further into the thin bedsheet, trying to cover her ears and sobbing softly. How could he even think that, she loved him, he knew she loved him, she though he loved her, but Harry was her best friend, she had promised to stay no matter what happened. It wasn't just for Harry's sake, it was for them all.

It was for everyone.

"I'm sorry." Harry whispered softly rolling onto his side.

Hermione ignored him closing her eyes and trying hard not to concentrate on Ron or anything that had happened within the last few hours.

* * *

Draco lay on his bed curled in the silk sheet of his bed. Eyes closed softly as he listened to Potter watch echo lowly around the room. He had tried to pin point a few of the voices hoping that maybe one of them would be Harry or Hermione even Ronald Weasley's voice would have come as a comfort.

His mother was sat beside the window watching the droplets of water race across the window, she too allowing the soft sound of Potter watch flood her ears, she was there for support and secret hope. She believed that Harry was going to save them all. She had faith in him.

Draco sighed softly caching the attention of Narcissa who turned to face him. She smiled softly noticing that he had fallen asleep, curled against the sheet, his skin was pale almost grey and stress lines had began to crack along his flawless skin, he looked a mess, hardly the son she knew any more.

There was no more ambition, no longer the smug proud smile. Draco was ashamed of himself and his family. He was falling to pieces right before her eyes and there was nothing that she could do any more, nothing she said seemed to sink in. He'd become an empty shell in order to survive.

Flicking her wand the radio died away and she shifted away from the window, leaning over to brush the strands of his hair from his face and place a soft kiss against his cheek. "He'll come for you. I know he will." She breathed softly pulling the sheet gently from his grasp and covering him with it. "Sleep well."


I stole alot from the book because it was needed.
As you can see I am speeding things along and I made it longer.
It is also thursday night, so I am posting early instead of late
There is a new thing, I won't post Friday night because I'm far too busy on a friday night to post.
So I will try to post on thursday nights or saturday afternoon/night.
Review or I shall send dementor's to your house :3