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Can't Have Me – Chapter 11: Goodbye

Hermione's POV

I went in the Great Hall, looking flushed.

I just kissed Draco Malfoy the day before. And he confessed to me.

Absentmindedly, I sat beside Harry and Ron, who was in a deep conversation with each other about...I don't know. I was too busy reliving that event with Draco...

"Are you all right, Hermione?"

I looked up, and saw Ron and Harry looking at me with concerned eyes.

"I'm fine," I replied in a monotone.

"You look...Really...Happy, about something," Ron muttered.

"I agree," Harry replied.

"What?" I said. "I'm not happy about something...I'm just..."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Blurt it out, Hermione. What is it?"

"It's none of your business, Harry, and neither is it yours, Ron."

Ron looked mystified. "But we're your best friends!"

Hermione was silent for a few moments. She hadn't thought of this. How could she explain that she was in a relationship (if we were actually having a relationship) with Draco Malfoy, Harry's enemy? I knew they would take it badly.

But they were my best friends.

"Harry, if I tell you...Please promise me that you won't be angry with me."

"Why would we be angry with you?" Harry answered. "You're our best friend too, you know."

Hermione sighed. "Okay. I kissed Draco Malfoy last night."

Ron suddenly stood up. Go figure. "What? That git? You deserve better than that brat!"

I glanced at the Slytherin table, and a certain blonde was staring at his food, listening quietly.

"Ron, please," I said to him pleadingly.

Ron's breathing was hard. I had to expect that he would take this in worse than Harry. After all, we sort of had a thing before.

Slowly, he sat back down on his seat, receiving nosy glances from the other students from the table.

"You've got to be kidding me, Hermione." He simply said.

I pressed my lips together hard. "I'm not. But...he's leaving anyway. Three days from now."

Harry looked at me, concerned. "Are you okay with that?"

I didn't answer.

He sighed and patted my back. "I know how you feel, Hermione. I don't care who you love, but I care about you. I know how it feels to lose someone you love that fast. But you don't really have to be hurt about it."

I smiled at him. "Thank you, Harry."

...

It was the last day.

I couldn't help but feel so empty. I haven't spoken to Draco since the kiss, but I wanted to. I wanted to know if that kiss was just a joke or not. This was my last chance.

After all my classes, I spent my time roaming the grounds, looking for him. Surely, any moment now, he would leave.

I continued to walk around the castle, but I gave up. And so I waited at the front doors.

It took quite some time before he appeared. He looked miserable, and he was carrying a large trunk behind him.

I stood up. He stopped walking.

"What are you doing here?" It didn't sound like a question.

I took a deep breath. "I wanted...to say goodbye."

His expression was indecipherable.

I inhaled deeply again. "Draco, I...I want to ask whether or not that...thing...at the library was a prank or not."

He looked at the floor. "It wasn't. I meant every word I said."

I stared at him. "You mean...?"

"Yes."

There was an awkward silence.

Before I knew it, I flung myself to him, kissing him with all my might. I didn't want to say goodbye. I don't want to lose anyone anymore, especially after the war. I just couldn't. And he kissed back, with the same strength I had.

And when we broke away, his beautiful eyes were slowly brimming with tears. "I don't want to lose you, but there's no way around this. And besides, I can't change. You yourself told me that. When I stay, I'll just hurt other people." He paused. "I'll just hurt you."

I clenched my jaw. "Draco, please..."

And he turned away from me, walked through the front door, and left without saying goodbye.

...

It has been already a week since Draco had left, and everyone already knew about him confessing to me at the library three days before that happened.

I was in the Great Hall, eating yet another breakfast with Harry and Ron, looking as glum as ever.

"Hey." It was Harry.

I gave him a genuine smile, but he seemed to see through it.

And suddenly, a sound of hundreds of owls was heard in the hall. Thousands of birds swooped down from the ceiling.

I hardly noticed it.

And then one beautiful golden owl that I have never seen before swooped down gracefully and landed beside my food. It was carrying a letter.

Harry and Ron stared at the bird, admiring its beauty. It was almost as beautiful as Hedwig.

I took out the letter from the bird's foot and opened it. An elegant scrawl on top showed that the letter was for me. It hadn't been a mistake.

Curiously, I opened it.

Dear Hermione,

I didn't get the chance to say goodbye properly to you. I'm very sorry for that. But I think it would be better that way.

I am currently alone at my own house. I didn't want to stay with my mother at the manor, and so I decided to live alone at our other home here. I wanted some alone time, too.

I just wanted to tell you how much you meant to me, and that I never forgot you since I left.. Hermione, I didn't want to hurt you by leaving. But it's the only way for you to be happy. I've hurt you a hundred times before, and even though you told me you have forgiven me for everything, I can't help but feel that it's my entire fault. I don't want to be in your midst with all that guilt. At the war, I sided with you. But my father still betrayed all of you. He was a sick coward, and all he ever wanted was power. I want to apologize for everything that he did. It was his fault a lot of people died. And being his son, it's also my fault. And so leaving really is the only choice I have if I want to prove that I care about all of you there.

Don't get me wrong, I miss Hogwarts. I want to go back. I had my childhood there, and I just ended my time there abruptly. But I don't want to go back at the same time. Being back there would mean reliving all the terrible things I have done to you and to others. I have been an idiot. A spoiled brat. I apologize again.

Hermione, I love you. I love you with all my heart. I loved you since our third year. Or was it second? I wasn't really sure. But all I want you to know is that I will never forget you. And, in your part, I hope you never forget me either.

Sincerely yours, Draco

I clutched the letter to my chest, muttering, "I'll never forget you too."

...

It's been three years since I have read that letter. But I still had it with me. I kept it deep inside my drawer, where it will never get lost. I read it from time to time, trying to think about where Draco was now.

I know. You may think that now that I'm a grown woman, I would move on. But I couldn't. He was the only person I loved truly.

I was in my flat at London. It was a sunny Saturday morning, and it was when I usually went to the nearby mart to get groceries. Today was one of those days.

After running a short bath and eating a small donut, I headed to the mart. It was a small building, but it was the only place where I get the things I need.

I pulled out a cart and started to pick up merchandise from their shelves.

"Excuse me, but do you mind telling me if you have Herman's Pork 'n Beans in stock?"

I turned around. It was a familiar voice. A slightly drawling voice which I was too familiar with. I gasped.

It was him.

He was talking to a uniformed lady, who smiled at him apologetically and said that they ran out of them. And seconds after he said thanks, I muttered his name.

"Draco?"

He turned around slowly, probably also thinking that my voice, too, was familiar. It was a very slow moment.

And finally, his face was seen. He didn't look different at all. He still had that silky blond locks and dazzling silver eyes. It was really him.

Not even caring about who was looking, I flung my arms around him. He hugged back tightly.

"I've missed you," he said.

A/N: THE END. I hoped you loved this! I did the best I can to make it worth the last chapter. I seriously did. I HOPED YOU LIKED THIS! Please, continue telling me what you think! Remember, I still look at new reviews! :DD