Not Giving Up: Chapter 10

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My tears soon stopped falling, and sadness was taken over by numbness.

I could still hear her voice clearly.

"I want nothing to do with you," she screamed at me.

I saw her as clear as day, standing in front of me.

"Hermione, please," I saw myself say.

I saw her walk away, and I saw myself fall to my knees, and whisper 'because I think I love you.'

She still walked away, I'm sure she heard me, and she still walked away.

I slammed my hands to the floor trying to feel something. I felt a small jolt, but that soon went away.

I got up from my knees. My teeth grinded, and a sneer formed on my lips.

My blood boiled under my skin.

I walked a little less then arms distance from the wall.

I pulled my arm back, and with a snap of my wrist I flung it forward out of frustration.

I heard a crack, and felt pain shoot up my arm. My mouth pulled into a small smile, because I felt it. I looked at the wall, and saw a blood stain.

I ran my hand through my hair, and felt a wet, stickiness, seep on to my scalp.

My hand hurt, but I was nowhere near ready to fix it.

I slowly made my way out of the room.

What did I do wrong? Was asking for Blaise's help really that big of a deal?

"Draco?" said a voice from behind me.

I locked all my current emotions in a vault, and safely left it in the farthest part of my brain.

I turned around, and saw Pansy.

Maybe she could fix my problem?

I walked up to mere inches from her, and lent my face in. I closed my eyes, and saw Hermione's face behind my eye lids.

I lent down, and kissed her.

It wasn't Hermione; she didn't taste, or feel right.

She pulled back, gave me what she would have called a sexy smile I would call it pathetic. She grabbed my tie, and pulled me into the closest empty, unlocked room.

A/N sorry guys I just couldn't resist writing this even though I know it's probably played out a lot. Ok so you don't have to read this, but there is a Draco Malfoy look alike at my school, and I had two run in with him today.

So, I was standing in the lunch line, and out of nowhere he's behind me and he started to whistle. I jumped very high. Then I couldn't do anything right! I dropped my fork AND my napkin, REALLY! Then, I dumped my tray and started to walk to the office, and AGAIN out of nowhere he's within reaching distance from me I freaked out and went to the bathroom. I AM PATHETIC!

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Sarah