Authors Note: These are just Ficlets that I've written as beginning of stories ore things that should've been in a story and that I've never gotten to use…here's another one…. Entitled…
Shattered.Glass shattered on the floor. There lay a musical snow globe cracked in a puddle of its own water. A soft melody could be heard…
"It's broken." Hermione said as she eyed it softly, and a tear fell down her cheek.
"Don't get your knickers in a twist." A tall young man with wispy blonde hair stood across the candle lit room. With one swish of his wand the snow globe was once again whole.
"Is that how you intend to fix everything. With a swish and flick!?" Hermione pleaded softly, as she placed the snow globe back on the table. She gave a stern look to the blonde.
"Do you remember how you got that snow globe?" He whispered his head looking straight down.
"Valentines Day. 5th year. After I got back from Hogsmeade I went to my dorm it was there on my bed, playing that same melody." Hermione remembered clearly.
"But who sent it to you?" His voice in a bare whisper.
"I supposed it was Ron, he was the only one with me when I pointed it out to him that very day at Dervish and Banges." Hermione paused… "But when I asked him about it he played dumb."
Draco bit his lip, "Wrapped in a silver cloth."
Hermione lost her breath, "how did you…when did you…why did you…" She held the prized snow globe to her heart.
"That day, I was there, I heard you." Draco swallowed still looking to the ground.
"So then last year before the Yule Ball, it was you who left the silver rose on my nightstand? I just thought it was a coincidence, that you were wearing the same exact looking rose on your robe." Hermione's eyes were full of astonishment.
"There's no such thing as a coincidence, haven't they taught you that yet?" He looked up at her.
"Then why are you such a prat…"
"Because, don't you see… its all an act. I didn't choose the
life I have now, it was path already set."
"You've long talked about Destiny…why don't you tell them that's not what you want?"
"Because I can't. And if I did I wouldn't have anything."
"Dignity."
"Merlin! you Griffindors all preach the same."
"For a while there I almost thought of you as a Human being."
"Very nice Granger…but you have no idea what its like."
"Then tell me." Her eyes pleaded, "Tell me please, its no use keeping it all bottled inside!"
He shook his head his voice firm, "I can't."
"You are so difficult." Her voice filled with a small amount of anger. He didn't respond, he looked at her expressionless. "So that's the way it's going to be."
"It's the way it has to be." his voice devoid of any emotion. His eyes filled with scorn.
"You tell me things and trust me to keep these secrets, then you go and completely shut me out. D'you know how frustrating that is?!" he let her raw emotion show.
"I want to tell you everything can't you see, but I can't risk it. I can't risk you." On his last word his voice cracked, "Do you know how frustrating that is?"
"I can imagine." Her heart sunk, she fell back onto the velvet couch.
"Yes. Well now you know." His gaze went from her to the crackling fire.
"I'm sorry." Realization hit her. So that's why he's how he is, sometimes angry, distraught, sometimes sweet and almost angelic.
He turned back and went to his room. He closed the door soundlessly and leaned against it, "How much you'll never know." His eyes tear stained. A picture of her so stunningly beautiful embedded in his mind forever, "I'm sorry 'Mione, I'm sorry."
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~T'was just a moment I thought they should've had. Review???