Chapter 11: Chapter 11
Draco sat at the bar and ordered his third fire whiskey. Even his favourite drink was doing little to numb his senses. How could he have been such an idiot? Hermione was right, her relationship - or whatever it was that she had with Severus was none of his business.
He was jealous. Utterly, truly, one hundred percent jealous. Of something that was from the past. When that image entered his head, he just snapped. He couldn't stand to see someone else with Hermione. He was possessive of her, and he couldn't help admitting that seeing her like that… with someone else… it tore him up on the inside.
But he couldn't help still feeling a twinge of anger… I mean Severus? Did it have to be with his godfather? Their professor? The one person in the world he trusted with his life.
Not to mention he was…. well, old.
He remembered when Hermione broke up with the Weasel, after all, he couldn't help taunting Hermione with a few snide comments about her failed relationship. God knows why the witch still talked to him after that. But he hadn't known that during that time she was…. Ugh… he hated even thinking about her with Severus.
And now, because he couldn't control his temper, Severus now hated him, and worst of all, he had hurt Hermione, and possible killed his son.
Draco looked at the glass of fire whiskey that had been placed down in front of him and pushed it away. Drinking that would do nothing to help clear up the damage he had just caused.
It was time to do some damage control.
For the second time that day, Draco found himself back at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had to admit, he was a bit nervous about facing Severus again. He was not a wizard to be trifled with, as Draco had seen on many occasions before - however never on the receiving end.
Severus had not been in his classroom, so Draco thought he would check his personal chambers. He swiftly strolled through the dungeons, stopping when he reached Severus's room. Draco took a deep breath and knocked loudly on the door.
After a few moments, the door swung open and Severus saw who his visitor was. His lip curled up in a snarl. "What do you want, Draco?"
"I've come to apologize. My actions and attitude were inexcusable." Draco replied.
Severus nodded, opening the door and letting Draco into his room. After sitting down, Severus motioned for Draco to take a seat on the brown leather chair opposite his.
"I've made a mess of everything, Severus." Draco sighed, sitting down. "First I did the inexcusable and betrayed your trust, and for that I am truly and deeply sorry."
Severus scrutinized the young wizard. Yes he had betrayed his trust. He was rash, impulsive and just downright stupid. But unlike Lucius, deep down Draco was a good person, he just needed to tame that temper of his.
"I accept your apology, Draco. Should anything like that ever happen again though, I may not be so lenient." Severus replied to him.
Draco nodded, the relief clearly showing on his face.
"I'm assuming you talked to Miss Granger, then?" Severus asked.
Draco's face crumpled again. "Not exactly. I more like… yelled at her. And said several things I didn't mean. I don't think she will ever forgive me. I've well and truly screwed up this time."
Severus sighed, wondering if Draco would ever learn. "What exactly did you say to her?"
Draco cringed at the memory. "I can't repeat it."
Severus raised his eyebrows. Sounds like it had been pretty bad. Severus pulled his wand from his robe. Perhaps a taste of Draco's own medicine then. "May I?" he looked expectantly at the younger wizard.
Draco looked at the wand and sighed. He guessed that he owed this to Severus. He nodded in reply, allowing Severus access to his mind.
Severus pointed his wand at Draco and uttered "Legilimens."
It didn't take Severus long to find the memory he was looking for, as it was forefront in Draco's mind. His eyebrows turned downwards into a frown as he watched the memory. He had to admit he was impressed at Hermione's dealing of the situation, not many witches would have been able to stand up to Draco the way that she had.
Lowering his wand he frowned at his godson, who was red with embarrassment at the scene that he had just re lived.
"You weren't joking when you said you had screwed up. I have to admit I am ashamed and appalled at this time to have you as a godson. A few hours ago, you came here and told me that she made you complete, and you were happy… and to see how you just treated her… that's not how you treat someone that you love." Severus said.
Draco suddenly found great interest in his fingers as he sat there looking at them. "I don't know how to fix this."
Severus sighed. Draco was definitely in a bind. "You have to gain her trust back, perhaps prove your intentions to her."
"I don't know how to do that." Draco replied.
"You'll have to think of something, Draco. I can't help you with this." Severus answered him.
Draco nodded. "I guess I'll have to start with an apology. Thanks for seeing me Severus. I know I didn't deserve your forgiveness, but I appreciate it." He shook the older wizards hand.
Severus watched as Draco left. He couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for Draco, he had a lot of grovelling to do, and Malfoy's aren't used to grovelling.
Harry was absolutely livid. He and Ginny had heard the majority of Hermione and Draco's heated argument from the other room.
Ginny and Harry had both gone in individually to see Hermione, who was crying her eyes out, as was Darius who she was trying to calm down as well. Harry had taken Darius from Hermione and had managed to get him to stop crying and fall asleep, placing him back in his crib. Hermione had asked if she could be left alone for awhile, and Ginny and Harry both feeling helpless had agreed and left her be.
"I'm going to kill him." Harry growled, pacing the room back and forth.
"He's just angry, Harry, he didn't mean what he said." Ginny replied.
This caused Harry to punch the door, leaving a small dent in it. "I don't CARE if he meant it or not, he still said it, and now our best friend is in there, crying her eyes out, because he made her feel like dirt for something that happened a long time ago! We weren't happy of the idea of her and Snape together either, but I never, ever, under any circumstances would have called her… that!"
"I know, Harry." Ginny replied, trying to calm her husband down.
"Sorry, Gin. It just makes me so angry… he had no right to say those things." Harry replied, still pacing back and forth.
Draco chose that moment to re-appear back at Harry's house, apparating into the very same room Harry and Ginny were in.
As soon as Harry saw the flash of blond hair he lunged, Draco didn't even have a chance to think or a chance to dodge him. Harry's fist collided straight with Draco's nose and the blond wizard groaned as he heard his nose break, blood splattering on the floor.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" Ginny shrieked at Harry, appalled.
"What the hell do you think you are doing showing your face here, Malfoy." Harry growled at Draco, ignoring his wife.
Draco groaned in pain, picking himself up off the floor. "I actually came to apologize to Hermione." he replied, shooting a glare at Harry.
"She doesn't want to see you." Harry replied, glaring straight back at Draco, ignoring the sharp pains that were shooting through his fist. Seeing Draco in pain was worth it.
"Look, I was an ass, and I'm sorry. I said things that I didn't mean to Hermione, and I screwed everything up, I know that. I just want to be able to tell her that I'm sorry." Draco replied.
Hermione had heard Draco arrive, and also the painful crunch of Draco's nose breaking. She didn't want to see him. She didn't think she would be able to face him, but she knew that she would have to, and she guessed sooner was better then later. She was so angry at him, but more then anything she was feeling hurt.
It had been a long day, with the newspaper interview and seeing Narcissa… it really hadn't been all that bad until what happened with Draco. She had been so happy yesterday, and had even begun to think she may have feelings for the blonde wizard, and then he went and ruined everything.
She left her room and stood in the doorway, listening to Draco telling Harry that he wanted to apologize. She couldn't help but huff, drawing the attention of the other inhabitants of the room.
Draco looked up and saw Hermione standing at the doorway, her eyes were red and he could tell she had been crying, which made him feel even worse.
"Here, let me heal that." Hermione said, walking over to Harry and performing healing charms on his hand.
"Thanks, 'Mione." Harry said, giving her a small smile.
Hermione frowned at Draco. She was awfully tempted not to heal his face, although it did look pretty bad, which actually made her feel a little bit better. In spite of that though she hated to see people in pain, so she walked over to Draco and everyone spent the next 5 minutes in silence, watching as she healed his face.
Ginny had calmed Harry down, and warned him to be quiet and not interrupt them.
"Thanks." Draco whispered to her when she had finished. She turned to walk away and he grabbed her hand.
"Look, I'm really sorry Hermione. What I said to you… it was terrible, and I honestly didn't mean those things I said. I was just so jealous that all I could see was red, and I took it out on you, which I know was wrong. It was inexcusable the things that I said, and I'd like to make it up to you, if you'd let me.." He pleaded with her.
Hermione sighed, looking at Draco. "I don't know, Draco. You really hurt me, you know."
Draco looked crestfallen. "I know. I'm sorry."
Hermione nodded. "I forgive you Draco, but I don't know how I can forget what you said."
"I know. I will make it up to you, I promise you that. Are you still willing to marry me?" He asked, cautiously.
She nodded. "I'll still marry you."
Draco looked elated. He went to kiss Hermione but she moved her head to the side.
"Let me make this absolutely clear, Malfoy. I will marry you, but I am doing it for Darius, and Darius alone. There is no me and you. Whatever I thought I was starting to feel for you has vanished. I don't know if I can feel that for you again." She told him.
Draco cringed. Whatever pain he was in 5 minutes ago when his nose was broken was nothing compared to the pain that rushed through him due to that simple sentence. He knew he deserved it though, and he vowed that he would do everything in his power to make her feel the way about him that he felt about her.
On the other side of the room, Ginny let a tear slide down her face. She felt terrible for them. Why did Draco have to go and ruin everything, just when things were turning out so well for them.
Harry wiped the tear that had fallen down his wife's cheek. He too felt bad for the pair in front of him. He was still furious at Draco, for being a complete jackass, but he couldn't help but feel a bit of pity towards him - its not easy having your heart ripped out from your chest.
