Hey guys! Sorry it took some time, but I was on holiday =] Anyway. Here it is! It's not the end yet, when it ends I will type THE END =]
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY! 2010 is going to be awesome =]
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"What are you doing here?!" Draco said, pushing Hermione arms length away from him. She had tears in her eyes, just like he did, and she had a light bruise forming on her left cheekbone. Draco felt anger well up in his body, threatening to overflow. Whoever had done this to her was going to be dead once Draco had dealt with him. He didn't mention the bruise though, he'd find out later, right now he was too absorbed in his happiness to let this break the moment.
"I...well I need to talk to you Draco." She said, blushing and looking down at the floor. She suddenly felt nervous. What if he didn't want her back? What if he said no? What if he said yes? What was she going to say?
"Well go ahead then." Draco said with a smirk. He walked away from her and switched on the lights in his bedroom. Everything seemed so different now that Hermione was in there. It didn't hurt him to look around. He went over to the bed and sat down, looking up at her.
Hermione hadn't moved. She was standing there looking around the room. The familiarity was suffocating her. What if he said no? She would never come back here. She turned away from the room and looked at Draco. He was lounged across the bed, resting on his elbows, looking up at her with a smirk on his face. His signature smirk. Somehow that gave Hermione confidence.
She walked up to him and knelt down in front of him, "It's about you, me and Jack."
Draco froze as he looked at her. He had completely forgotten that retard. Having her back in his house had made all the difference. He'd been so happy to be near her again, to hold her, to hear her voice.
"What about it?" he said, attempting to sound tough, but his voice wasn't obeying him. It came out choked and strangled, as if he had to cry, which he did.
Hermione's eyes softened at the sound of his voice. He'd sounded so dead, lost, shattered. She reached out and touched his cheek with her hand. He jerked his head away from her and looked in the other direction. She sighed.
"Draco," he turned his head back to her, tears in his eyes. His name sounded so much better when she said it, "Something happened.."
"Does it have anything to do with the bruise?" he said before he could stop himself. Hermione looked at him, confused. He sighed before continuing, "The bruise on your face"
Draco saw the realisation in Hermione's eyes before she got up and ran towards the mirror. She looked at herself, and raised her hand up to her face. She ran her fingers over the bruise that was forming on her cheek. She pushed down on it gently, watching the colour change and feeling the throb of pain. Before she could stop herself, tears were streaming down her face.
She heard Draco push himself off the bed and walk over to her, wrapping his arms around her. She turned and cried into his chest. She heard him whispering words of comfort and hugged herself closer to him. Why would she ever choose someone over him?
He picked her up and sat down on the bed, curling her into a ball on his lap. She leaned against him and tried to control her breathing. Once she had calmed down she looked up into his face. He was looking down at her, with concern in his eyes.
"Sorry" she said into his chest. He brushed back her hair and looked into her face.
"What was that about?"
"Do you want me to make up crap to make it sound better or do you want the whole truth?" Draco narrowed his eyes at her.
"The whole truth"
"It's not pretty..." Draco glared at Hermione. She took a breath and continued, "Fine. After you left St. Mungo's we went back upstairs to Erik. We being-"
"Yeah Yeah I know. Get on with the story. Stop stalling"
"Fine. So we went upstairs, and Erik was still knocked out. So I talked to Healers and you know, all that stuff, and then I turned to Jack." Hermione felt a lump rise in her throat. Although she didn't love Jack, the memory still hurt her. What if she had married the guy? Would he have beaten their kids? But he didn't want kids....
"Go on..." Hermione looked up at Draco. Could he take it? His eyes were already burning as if he knew the whole story already. What would he do?
"Then Jack started yelling at me and he started to hit me...and then Erik comforted me and kicked Jack out..." Draco's arms tightened around her and she felt his neck stiffen, "Please please please don't do anything stupid!" Hermione said turning to Draco. He looked down at her face and brushed his fingers over her bruise.
Hermione tried not to wince as she felt it throb, but failed miserably. She heard herself squeak and lean away from Draco. Draco's eyes turned to fire again.
"You expect me, to be calm, when that asshole beat you up?!?!?!" It was obvious that Draco was trying to keep his voice at a good level but Hermione could feel him shaking, "He HURT you Hermione! And you expect me, me, not to do anything about it!?!?!?!?" Draco pushed Hermione off of him and stood up, "HE BRUISED YOU HERMIONE! I'LL KILL HIM!" And with that Draco grabbed his wand and barged out the door.
Hermione leapt from the bed and ran out. She didn't want Draco to hurt himself, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel happy that he cared enough to do this. She ran down the stairs, two at a time, to catch up with Draco, who had miraculously already reached the bottom of the stairs. He was pulling on his travelling cloak and was about to walk out the door, wand in his hand.
Hermione ran in front of him and positioned herself in front of the door. Draco looked down at her and managed a smirk through his anger, "Hermione, you honestly think I can't get past you? You, without a wand, and me, with a wand and a lot bigger than you?"
Hermione rolled her eyes but didn't move, "Hermione. C'mon." Draco said taking a step towards her. Hermione didn't move. No matter how much she hated Jack, she wasn't about to let him get hurt. She had also been at fault, however minimally. She explained that to Draco, who's nostrils flared, "Do you think that matters to me? Who was at fault? Hell no. He hurt you, and I don't accept that..." he took another step towards her.
"You hurt me for 7 whole years of my life." Hermione stuck her chin out. It was a low blow, below the belt, and she knew that, but it was true.
"I know I did, and I will do whatever to make it up to you," he took another step towards her and cupped her face in both his hands, "but you are far too important to me for me to let this go." Draco leaned down and kissed her softly before taking a step back and looking at her.
Hermione had tiny tears in her eyes which she ignored, "If you love me will you stay here?" She looked up at him and smiled innocently. He narrowed his eyes at her and started to laugh. Hermione felt a smile spread across her face, and soon enough found herself laughing along with him. Draco took a step towards her and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly, while laughing.
The laughing died away after a while, and Draco had to wipe the tears of laughter from his eyes, "That was such a cliché Hermione." He said, smiling down at her.
"Like Mark says on Greys Anatomy, clichés are clichés for a reason," Draco frowned down at her, "They work." Draco was still frowning at her. She raised her eyebrows at him. Okay it had been incredibly corny, but that didn't give him the right to be mad at her!
"What in the name of Merlin, is Grey's Anatomy?" Draco said, still frowning at her. Hermione smiled, she had forgotten he didn't know about the Muggle TV shows. It was so easy to lose herself around Draco.
"Muggle TV show" she said smiling up at him. he rolled his eyes at her, and Hermione yawned.
"C'mon Hermione. Bedtime." Draco said with a mischievous smile and picked her up, and flung her over his shoulder
"DRACO! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" Hermione pounded against his back but he just laughed. He ran up the stairs with Hermione screaming at him the whole way. She gave up on hitting his back as it was having no effect whatsoever.
He put her down on the bed and she stuck her tongue out at him, "That wasn't funny." She said and crawled under the covers, pulling the blanket over her head. Draco laughed at her; her reactions had made it all the more hilarious.
He jumped onto the bed and crawled in behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his face in her hair. She giggled and covered his arms with her before curling up and falling asleep.
"Does this mean the wedding is back on?" Draco whispered into her ear.
"What do you think genius?"
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
