Bewitched Fairytale
by
E1 "If you sleep you , sleep with god and if I cry it's for my heart" I sang in the softest voice hoping not to be heard. I leaned back on the soft leather whilst listening to the slow song, closing my eyes . I truly have never felt relaxation until this moment. "If you sleep, if you sleep, I'll sleep too" the music faded out. My eyes popped open, in front of me stood Harry looking intensely at me, I jumped a bit. "Harry, you startled me" I said in barely a whisper , he smiled back at me. I got lost in his eyes, its inevitable how he makes me go round and round and round. I shut my eyes to make us lose contact, then he leaned in and gave me a soft kiss.
It was heaven.
My fingers ran in his hair, messing it up even more. His hands wandered up and down my bare back. He pulled back and said "I have to go", I pulled him back , not wanting him to go, wishing that the fact that he had to go was a mere dream and it was....
I woke up with a start, my frizzy hair in my eyes. Harry was next to me , fully dressed. I looked at him , he told me "I have to go, honey" , I shook my head in denial. He looked into my eyes and gave me a final kiss before leaving. I said his name , he turned to glance at me, I looked at him for a brief second before turning away. His eyes welled up in tears , in one swift motion he turned away "I have to go, Hermione . I just have to" , "What do you mean you have to? You don't have to do anything" He kept his silence "Look at me Harry, look at me" I screamed. "Hermione , you don't understand , no one does. Every day I walk in this school, from classroom to classroom and at that same moment I can see him , I can see his face looking at me , scowling at me. His eyes full of pain, the veins in his temple throbbing . Every day I look at his loved ones and every day I realize that they hate me more and more. I killed him, Hermione, I killed Cedric Diggory" he said while looking at me straight in the eye.
My emotions I couldn't control anymore , my tears I couldn't hold back. I felt the liquid on my cheeks. He noticed my tears and immediately pulled me into a hug. "That was 3 years ago , Harry. People have gotten over it and I think you should too" "I cant I'm sorry I want to but I cant" , I pushed him out of my grasp "Don't I mean anything to you? Won't you even consider my feelings? Don't you even love me?" I practically shouted at him. "I never loved nor am I going to love anyone as much as I love you. Please understand" he practically begged. I was disgusted, I was truly disgusted at his actions, how can he expect me to except his love after leaving me alone in awe. "As far as I know, Harry Potter, if you walk out that door you are no longer my lover nor my friend"
He stared at me in horror " Do you not think that I don't want to stay here with you? Do you not think that I want to make passionate love to you all night? To kiss you in the mornings? To love you all afternoon" I barely gave a reply. "I have never thought you, Hermione Granger to be selfish, never in my entire life". With that final word, he stormed out of the room.
After that horrible incident, I would spend my evenings studying even more. Lounging around in the common room, drinking butter beer to drown my sorrows. I never really got over Harry, his warm breathe against my face, his charming ability that could extinguish my tears. I truly did love Harry. He was my everything and I was his, if only I had brought myself over my selfishness and accept that he had to go. I just couldn't bear to not spend my time with him, I just couldn't bear letting him go.
Although Harry was always in my heart, I knew that I had to move on. I spent my time with some men, all of them nothing like Harry. Every time they kissed me, I would dream it was Harry. Look at me, I cant bring myself to stop thinking about him while he's probably off gallivanting with thousands of different girls. If only , if only I hadn't been so selfish.
After separating from him , I truly thought that I would never see him again ever. But I was wrong, dead wrong.
TBC....
Disclaimer :I own nothing. J.K Rowling owns every single character (Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Ron , Draco , Hagrid) that is featured in this story is hers except Madam Shally. The plot is partly based on Wuithering Heights but it isn't wholly based on it , it isn't mostly.
A/N: Hellooo!! I just wanna say thanks for reading. Read and review, flames welcomed.
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E1 "If you sleep you , sleep with god and if I cry it's for my heart" I sang in the softest voice hoping not to be heard. I leaned back on the soft leather whilst listening to the slow song, closing my eyes . I truly have never felt relaxation until this moment. "If you sleep, if you sleep, I'll sleep too" the music faded out. My eyes popped open, in front of me stood Harry looking intensely at me, I jumped a bit. "Harry, you startled me" I said in barely a whisper , he smiled back at me. I got lost in his eyes, its inevitable how he makes me go round and round and round. I shut my eyes to make us lose contact, then he leaned in and gave me a soft kiss.
It was heaven.
My fingers ran in his hair, messing it up even more. His hands wandered up and down my bare back. He pulled back and said "I have to go", I pulled him back , not wanting him to go, wishing that the fact that he had to go was a mere dream and it was....
I woke up with a start, my frizzy hair in my eyes. Harry was next to me , fully dressed. I looked at him , he told me "I have to go, honey" , I shook my head in denial. He looked into my eyes and gave me a final kiss before leaving. I said his name , he turned to glance at me, I looked at him for a brief second before turning away. His eyes welled up in tears , in one swift motion he turned away "I have to go, Hermione . I just have to" , "What do you mean you have to? You don't have to do anything" He kept his silence "Look at me Harry, look at me" I screamed. "Hermione , you don't understand , no one does. Every day I walk in this school, from classroom to classroom and at that same moment I can see him , I can see his face looking at me , scowling at me. His eyes full of pain, the veins in his temple throbbing . Every day I look at his loved ones and every day I realize that they hate me more and more. I killed him, Hermione, I killed Cedric Diggory" he said while looking at me straight in the eye.
My emotions I couldn't control anymore , my tears I couldn't hold back. I felt the liquid on my cheeks. He noticed my tears and immediately pulled me into a hug. "That was 3 years ago , Harry. People have gotten over it and I think you should too" "I cant I'm sorry I want to but I cant" , I pushed him out of my grasp "Don't I mean anything to you? Won't you even consider my feelings? Don't you even love me?" I practically shouted at him. "I never loved nor am I going to love anyone as much as I love you. Please understand" he practically begged. I was disgusted, I was truly disgusted at his actions, how can he expect me to except his love after leaving me alone in awe. "As far as I know, Harry Potter, if you walk out that door you are no longer my lover nor my friend"
He stared at me in horror " Do you not think that I don't want to stay here with you? Do you not think that I want to make passionate love to you all night? To kiss you in the mornings? To love you all afternoon" I barely gave a reply. "I have never thought you, Hermione Granger to be selfish, never in my entire life". With that final word, he stormed out of the room.
After that horrible incident, I would spend my evenings studying even more. Lounging around in the common room, drinking butter beer to drown my sorrows. I never really got over Harry, his warm breathe against my face, his charming ability that could extinguish my tears. I truly did love Harry. He was my everything and I was his, if only I had brought myself over my selfishness and accept that he had to go. I just couldn't bear to not spend my time with him, I just couldn't bear letting him go.
Although Harry was always in my heart, I knew that I had to move on. I spent my time with some men, all of them nothing like Harry. Every time they kissed me, I would dream it was Harry. Look at me, I cant bring myself to stop thinking about him while he's probably off gallivanting with thousands of different girls. If only , if only I hadn't been so selfish.
After separating from him , I truly thought that I would never see him again ever. But I was wrong, dead wrong.
TBC....
Disclaimer :I own nothing. J.K Rowling owns every single character (Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Ron , Draco , Hagrid) that is featured in this story is hers except Madam Shally. The plot is partly based on Wuithering Heights but it isn't wholly based on it , it isn't mostly.
A/N: Hellooo!! I just wanna say thanks for reading. Read and review, flames welcomed.