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A/N: Okay, it wasn't apparent enough to this guy I know, Robert, that this is happening in their 7th year at Hogwarts, but you know he didn't know who Percy was!! He didn't know who Pansy Parkinson was either!!!
"The saddest thing is the death of a heart." ~Chinese Proverb
'If Draco only knew why I was crying' Hermione thought as they walked down the hallway, his arm protectively wrapped around her waist. As soon as they got to their tower Hermione took a shower and healed her wrists.
"How are you doing?" Draco asked in his normal, well to Hermione anyway, voice.
"Yeah all he did was bruise my wrists, he got one forced kiss in, but it he didnt quite kiss my lips." Hermione was calm and lounging in her PJs.
"Ohhhh" Draco had calmed down, especially since he knew Blaise would forget it all, he always forgets what happens when he gets drunk.
"It's no big deal, well not anymore. . " Hermione really felt fine about the ordeal with Blaise, it was just it scared her, and then Draco came and protected her, it was really all emotionally confusing. There were so many questions Draco wanted to ask Hermione, but he didn't he dare to shake her up again.
"Draco I wasn't crying because he hurt me or anything." Hermione said in a reassuring tone
"Then why were you crying" Draco had no clue what was going on now.
"Because, well, because its hard to explain, it was like bottled up emotion you could say, not all of it was sadness." Hermione was staring into the fire, lost in thought. Draco Malfoy never cried, so he didn't understand. 'Bottled up emotion?' he thought 'what does that mean'
"So you were crying because you hadn't let out the emotions you had been feeling and somehow the events around you triggered a release of emotion?" Draco was trying to find order in chaos.
"Okay, let me explain it like this, your having a ruff day, and you are trying to act normal, but someone just does something to set you off and you blow up in their face, have you ever done that?" Hermione turned and looked into his eyes
"Yes I have" the conversation had gotten to serious for Malfoy's liking
"That's basically what happened, except the thing that set me off was Blaise's stupid actions, and the strenght of my voice had failed." He finally was understanding what happened, even though he knew she was hiding something.
"Thanks by the way Draco for stepping in." Hermione didn't want to admit that she needed help to him, she didn't like admiting a lot of things to him.
"It's no big deal, you really didn't need my help, plus I needed a punching bag." Draco couldn't meet her gaze anymore, he needed her to need his help. Both of the unhappy Hogwarts student headed off to bed thinking of the other, minds filled with unspoken words.
The next day's dawn bought a new perspective on life for Hermione and Draco. At breakfast, the Slytherin table was all wondering how Blaise Zabini got beat up, and like Malfoy had mental predicted, he had no clue. The Gryffindor table was busying talking about how Ron and Pansy had started dating and Seamus' surprise for Hermione, a single undying red rose. As Hermione Granger approached her friends, Gryffindor girls began to giggle and the guys began to think how much their girlfriends would complain at how UNromantic they were, and Seamus Finnigan stood up, with the beautiful rose behind him.
"Good morning Seamus!" Hermione said quite cheerfully.
"The morning is only so sweet when your near." Seamus then reached down grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it before continuing,
"I have bought you this rose, because it is the only living being on this Earth that resembles the pure, loving, angelic nature of you, Hermione." He handed her the rose, and she blushed deeply.
"Thank you Seamus, no one has ever said kinder words to me." Hermione was very embarrassed, she hoped he didn't keep this up, it was really killing her, having a great and honorable guy fall for you, when you are in love with the one person you can never have.
Draco Malfoy has been finding himself feel jealous more often, usually he never felt this way, but now it was apart of his daily routine. Today he was jealous over Seamus Finnigan, just like yesterday.
'Damn it Granger why do you make me feel this way?' Draco thought angerly, though deep down he knew it wasn't her fault. Later in potions he would find out that Finnigan and Granger were dating.
'I am nothing to her, everything that happened between us was just a way of releasing emotions, she just needed a quick fix. Why in the hell do I have to love the only girl in the whole freakin' school I can't have!' Draco sat staring harshly at the board, he didn't even hear Snape ask him a question, or himself answer it.
"Dude, what's wrong with Malfoy?" Ron asked Harry.
"How should I know!?!" Harry whispered back
"He looks depressed. . ." Pansy Parkinson chimmed in. Little did she know she was right, but depression never lasted long in a Malfoy, just like all other emotions it turned to anger, rage, and arrogance. Draco finished his potion at the same time Hermione did, and when they were walking back to their seats Hermione tried to talk to him, but failed.
"Hey Draco, you Ok?" Hermione asked sweetly. But Draco just turned from her and walked hastily to his own chair.
'I take that as a NO, and ITS YOUR FAULT GRANGER!' Hermione thought as she sat down. She glanced over at Malfoy quickly, making sure no one saw her, then dwifted back into her thoughts.
'Why did I tell Seamus yes? I don't like him like that, he is just my friend. Hermione Granger, you idiot!' She silently scolded herself. As she left potions she looked over her shoulder once more at the prince of Slytherin, his black robs flowing down from his shoulders, he looked terribly powerful, and he looked back at her with an icy, freezing stare, at which she smiled back, trying to make it like before, but she couldnt change what or how he was feeling, to her warm smile he closed his eyes, hung his head, and shook it as if she had disappointed him. An awful feeling ran through Hermione, she could feel it in her bones, she wanted to cry and run and hide, but she couldn't, she felt the gulit of causing another soul pain. Pain that would only be returned to her in two weeks.
Seamus Finnigan had grown on Hermione, she actually cared for him, but she had made one mistake, she had given her heart to another. Seamus had noticed that something was going on between Hermione and Malfoy, the only problem was Malfoy had gone, in a lack for better words, numb. One day during charms Blaise Zabini punched him square in the jaw, and he didn't even blink. He couldn't stand to be with Hermione any longer, she couldn't care about him and love Malfoy at the same time.
"Why are you crying?" Draco asked a sobbing Hermione coldly after dinner that night.
"Seamus broke up with me." Hermione was trying to be strong, ever since Seamus asked her out and she said yes he had hated her with a passion.
"Yeah and?" Draco was sick of her crying, she was so weak and pathetic. Hermione started crying harder, and Malfoy yelled louder.
"Why do you always come crying to me? Why do I always have to fix all the wrongs in your pathetic little life Granger?" Those words would echo through Hermione's mind until the next morning.
Hermione sat quietly through breakfast, until suddenly she spoke.
"Fuck off Draco Malfoy!" an unnoticed figure had appeared behind where she was sitting.
"You know for a fact Granger I would rather be stabbing myself with an ice sickle than standing here, waiting for you so we can meet Professor McGonagall." Draco's cold voice stabbed at her. She turned around and stood up infront of him.
"Why in the hell do you give a damn if I get into trouble?" Hermione shouted
"Because, it is my DUTY." Malfoy screamed back
"You are asking to be hit Malfoy!" Hermione raged on
"Then hit me, Hermione, I don't care anymore." Draco's voice had lessened, and became weak and small. Before anyone knew what was going on, Hermione Granger punched Draco Malfoy in the face. The force of the blow busted his bottom lip and turned his face away from her. To Draco's surprise he heard a faint cry, Hermione had quiet tears rolling down her cheeks, he felt so bad for her.
"I. . .hate. . .you. . .Draco. . ." She sobbed before hitting him again, only on the other side. Blood was running down from the corner of his mouth.
"I know you do Hermione, you always have, and you always will." Draco said silently, blood rushing from his mouth, he was bleeding badly now. Hermione cried harder, her knees began to buckle, and she turned and ran. Draco stood there, his head hung low, and he walked slowly to the Hospital ward. Madam Pomfrey frowned at Draco's appearance, but looked as if she expected him. She lead him to an empty bed, next to which Hermione sat, with Professor McGonagall scolding her.
"Ms. Granger, I never thought I would have to give You detention, you are the head girl, you are supposed to make an example, not punch your fellow student." Professor McGonagall was about to continue when Draco Malfoy sat down, and interrupted
"It wasn't Hermione's fault, I asked her to hit me." Draco sat silently, and waited for Madam Pomfrey to return with something to heal the inside of his mouth, especially since after he spoke he felt blood begin to fill up his mouth again. Professor McGonagall stared at the head boy in wonder, she knew he had to be in a tremendous amount of pain, but he asked her to hit him? It made no sense! 'Draco Malfoy asking to be hit, and being serious about it, something was wrong with that boy!' she thought.
"Then, Mr. Malfoy, what would you like me to do as punishment to Ms.Granger?" the Professor's voice was always so serious and uptight.
"Have her sit right where she is at until she feels better, or until Madam Pomfrey releases me from her care." Draco's voice was just as serious as McGonagall's. The wise professor sighed before nodding and leaving. Soon Madam Pomfrey was back, and tended to Malfoy, telling him he had to stay in the Hospital ward until at least dinner time, before turning to Hermione and asking:
"Ms. Granger, since you will be here for a while, will you watch over Mr.Malfoy, he has a tendency to wander off" Madam Pomfrey gave Draco a disappointed look, and Hermione shook her head yes, before leaning back and closing her eyes. Malfoy's jaw had begun to bruise and his head was throbbing in pain, so once Hermione looked like she was sound asleep he got up and started to walk out of the hospital.
"Sit Down Draco" Hermione's voice commanded, it was cold and harsh. Draco turned around and walked over to her bed and sat down.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked the boy sitting next to her
"You Hermione." his voice was filled with despair. She sat up and looked at him wildly
"You have changed me, and I don't know what to do about it. I tried to push you away but it only hurt worse, I tried to hate you like I used to, but I can't feel the way I did before. I have never felt so much for one person in my life. Everytime you smile it breaks my heart, because I know that smile isn't for me. I am a Malfoy, I am not supposed to care what other's think, but I do, I care what you think. I hate myself for all I have done, but I don't know how to deal with the feelings I have. I must be the worst person to have ever lived. I have failed at being so many things, I have even failed at being myself. It feels like I am falling, the father I have hated for all my life is gone, my mother never has anytime, and I have fallen in love with the one person I can never have. I love you, Hermione Granger, and I know you probably won't ever feel the same towards me. I have nothing felt to loose." Draco's voice was slow, and trembling. He looked over at Hermione, she had more tears running down her face.
"I am so sorry Draco, I am sorry I have caused you so much pain. Your wrong, your not the worst person in the world, and I. . ." She looked over at him, his eyes were filled with sorrow, but he hadn't shed a tear. Hermione leaned over and whispered in his ear:
"I love you Draco Malfoy."
A/N: You will never know how many times I stopped and almost started crying. I couldn't write like normal, I couldn't express Draco's feelings very well, or Hermione's for that matter. I know this has to be the worst of all my chapters yet, but I promise it will get better! Review please!
A/N: Okay, it wasn't apparent enough to this guy I know, Robert, that this is happening in their 7th year at Hogwarts, but you know he didn't know who Percy was!! He didn't know who Pansy Parkinson was either!!!
"The saddest thing is the death of a heart." ~Chinese Proverb
'If Draco only knew why I was crying' Hermione thought as they walked down the hallway, his arm protectively wrapped around her waist. As soon as they got to their tower Hermione took a shower and healed her wrists.
"How are you doing?" Draco asked in his normal, well to Hermione anyway, voice.
"Yeah all he did was bruise my wrists, he got one forced kiss in, but it he didnt quite kiss my lips." Hermione was calm and lounging in her PJs.
"Ohhhh" Draco had calmed down, especially since he knew Blaise would forget it all, he always forgets what happens when he gets drunk.
"It's no big deal, well not anymore. . " Hermione really felt fine about the ordeal with Blaise, it was just it scared her, and then Draco came and protected her, it was really all emotionally confusing. There were so many questions Draco wanted to ask Hermione, but he didn't he dare to shake her up again.
"Draco I wasn't crying because he hurt me or anything." Hermione said in a reassuring tone
"Then why were you crying" Draco had no clue what was going on now.
"Because, well, because its hard to explain, it was like bottled up emotion you could say, not all of it was sadness." Hermione was staring into the fire, lost in thought. Draco Malfoy never cried, so he didn't understand. 'Bottled up emotion?' he thought 'what does that mean'
"So you were crying because you hadn't let out the emotions you had been feeling and somehow the events around you triggered a release of emotion?" Draco was trying to find order in chaos.
"Okay, let me explain it like this, your having a ruff day, and you are trying to act normal, but someone just does something to set you off and you blow up in their face, have you ever done that?" Hermione turned and looked into his eyes
"Yes I have" the conversation had gotten to serious for Malfoy's liking
"That's basically what happened, except the thing that set me off was Blaise's stupid actions, and the strenght of my voice had failed." He finally was understanding what happened, even though he knew she was hiding something.
"Thanks by the way Draco for stepping in." Hermione didn't want to admit that she needed help to him, she didn't like admiting a lot of things to him.
"It's no big deal, you really didn't need my help, plus I needed a punching bag." Draco couldn't meet her gaze anymore, he needed her to need his help. Both of the unhappy Hogwarts student headed off to bed thinking of the other, minds filled with unspoken words.
The next day's dawn bought a new perspective on life for Hermione and Draco. At breakfast, the Slytherin table was all wondering how Blaise Zabini got beat up, and like Malfoy had mental predicted, he had no clue. The Gryffindor table was busying talking about how Ron and Pansy had started dating and Seamus' surprise for Hermione, a single undying red rose. As Hermione Granger approached her friends, Gryffindor girls began to giggle and the guys began to think how much their girlfriends would complain at how UNromantic they were, and Seamus Finnigan stood up, with the beautiful rose behind him.
"Good morning Seamus!" Hermione said quite cheerfully.
"The morning is only so sweet when your near." Seamus then reached down grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it before continuing,
"I have bought you this rose, because it is the only living being on this Earth that resembles the pure, loving, angelic nature of you, Hermione." He handed her the rose, and she blushed deeply.
"Thank you Seamus, no one has ever said kinder words to me." Hermione was very embarrassed, she hoped he didn't keep this up, it was really killing her, having a great and honorable guy fall for you, when you are in love with the one person you can never have.
Draco Malfoy has been finding himself feel jealous more often, usually he never felt this way, but now it was apart of his daily routine. Today he was jealous over Seamus Finnigan, just like yesterday.
'Damn it Granger why do you make me feel this way?' Draco thought angerly, though deep down he knew it wasn't her fault. Later in potions he would find out that Finnigan and Granger were dating.
'I am nothing to her, everything that happened between us was just a way of releasing emotions, she just needed a quick fix. Why in the hell do I have to love the only girl in the whole freakin' school I can't have!' Draco sat staring harshly at the board, he didn't even hear Snape ask him a question, or himself answer it.
"Dude, what's wrong with Malfoy?" Ron asked Harry.
"How should I know!?!" Harry whispered back
"He looks depressed. . ." Pansy Parkinson chimmed in. Little did she know she was right, but depression never lasted long in a Malfoy, just like all other emotions it turned to anger, rage, and arrogance. Draco finished his potion at the same time Hermione did, and when they were walking back to their seats Hermione tried to talk to him, but failed.
"Hey Draco, you Ok?" Hermione asked sweetly. But Draco just turned from her and walked hastily to his own chair.
'I take that as a NO, and ITS YOUR FAULT GRANGER!' Hermione thought as she sat down. She glanced over at Malfoy quickly, making sure no one saw her, then dwifted back into her thoughts.
'Why did I tell Seamus yes? I don't like him like that, he is just my friend. Hermione Granger, you idiot!' She silently scolded herself. As she left potions she looked over her shoulder once more at the prince of Slytherin, his black robs flowing down from his shoulders, he looked terribly powerful, and he looked back at her with an icy, freezing stare, at which she smiled back, trying to make it like before, but she couldnt change what or how he was feeling, to her warm smile he closed his eyes, hung his head, and shook it as if she had disappointed him. An awful feeling ran through Hermione, she could feel it in her bones, she wanted to cry and run and hide, but she couldn't, she felt the gulit of causing another soul pain. Pain that would only be returned to her in two weeks.
Seamus Finnigan had grown on Hermione, she actually cared for him, but she had made one mistake, she had given her heart to another. Seamus had noticed that something was going on between Hermione and Malfoy, the only problem was Malfoy had gone, in a lack for better words, numb. One day during charms Blaise Zabini punched him square in the jaw, and he didn't even blink. He couldn't stand to be with Hermione any longer, she couldn't care about him and love Malfoy at the same time.
"Why are you crying?" Draco asked a sobbing Hermione coldly after dinner that night.
"Seamus broke up with me." Hermione was trying to be strong, ever since Seamus asked her out and she said yes he had hated her with a passion.
"Yeah and?" Draco was sick of her crying, she was so weak and pathetic. Hermione started crying harder, and Malfoy yelled louder.
"Why do you always come crying to me? Why do I always have to fix all the wrongs in your pathetic little life Granger?" Those words would echo through Hermione's mind until the next morning.
Hermione sat quietly through breakfast, until suddenly she spoke.
"Fuck off Draco Malfoy!" an unnoticed figure had appeared behind where she was sitting.
"You know for a fact Granger I would rather be stabbing myself with an ice sickle than standing here, waiting for you so we can meet Professor McGonagall." Draco's cold voice stabbed at her. She turned around and stood up infront of him.
"Why in the hell do you give a damn if I get into trouble?" Hermione shouted
"Because, it is my DUTY." Malfoy screamed back
"You are asking to be hit Malfoy!" Hermione raged on
"Then hit me, Hermione, I don't care anymore." Draco's voice had lessened, and became weak and small. Before anyone knew what was going on, Hermione Granger punched Draco Malfoy in the face. The force of the blow busted his bottom lip and turned his face away from her. To Draco's surprise he heard a faint cry, Hermione had quiet tears rolling down her cheeks, he felt so bad for her.
"I. . .hate. . .you. . .Draco. . ." She sobbed before hitting him again, only on the other side. Blood was running down from the corner of his mouth.
"I know you do Hermione, you always have, and you always will." Draco said silently, blood rushing from his mouth, he was bleeding badly now. Hermione cried harder, her knees began to buckle, and she turned and ran. Draco stood there, his head hung low, and he walked slowly to the Hospital ward. Madam Pomfrey frowned at Draco's appearance, but looked as if she expected him. She lead him to an empty bed, next to which Hermione sat, with Professor McGonagall scolding her.
"Ms. Granger, I never thought I would have to give You detention, you are the head girl, you are supposed to make an example, not punch your fellow student." Professor McGonagall was about to continue when Draco Malfoy sat down, and interrupted
"It wasn't Hermione's fault, I asked her to hit me." Draco sat silently, and waited for Madam Pomfrey to return with something to heal the inside of his mouth, especially since after he spoke he felt blood begin to fill up his mouth again. Professor McGonagall stared at the head boy in wonder, she knew he had to be in a tremendous amount of pain, but he asked her to hit him? It made no sense! 'Draco Malfoy asking to be hit, and being serious about it, something was wrong with that boy!' she thought.
"Then, Mr. Malfoy, what would you like me to do as punishment to Ms.Granger?" the Professor's voice was always so serious and uptight.
"Have her sit right where she is at until she feels better, or until Madam Pomfrey releases me from her care." Draco's voice was just as serious as McGonagall's. The wise professor sighed before nodding and leaving. Soon Madam Pomfrey was back, and tended to Malfoy, telling him he had to stay in the Hospital ward until at least dinner time, before turning to Hermione and asking:
"Ms. Granger, since you will be here for a while, will you watch over Mr.Malfoy, he has a tendency to wander off" Madam Pomfrey gave Draco a disappointed look, and Hermione shook her head yes, before leaning back and closing her eyes. Malfoy's jaw had begun to bruise and his head was throbbing in pain, so once Hermione looked like she was sound asleep he got up and started to walk out of the hospital.
"Sit Down Draco" Hermione's voice commanded, it was cold and harsh. Draco turned around and walked over to her bed and sat down.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked the boy sitting next to her
"You Hermione." his voice was filled with despair. She sat up and looked at him wildly
"You have changed me, and I don't know what to do about it. I tried to push you away but it only hurt worse, I tried to hate you like I used to, but I can't feel the way I did before. I have never felt so much for one person in my life. Everytime you smile it breaks my heart, because I know that smile isn't for me. I am a Malfoy, I am not supposed to care what other's think, but I do, I care what you think. I hate myself for all I have done, but I don't know how to deal with the feelings I have. I must be the worst person to have ever lived. I have failed at being so many things, I have even failed at being myself. It feels like I am falling, the father I have hated for all my life is gone, my mother never has anytime, and I have fallen in love with the one person I can never have. I love you, Hermione Granger, and I know you probably won't ever feel the same towards me. I have nothing felt to loose." Draco's voice was slow, and trembling. He looked over at Hermione, she had more tears running down her face.
"I am so sorry Draco, I am sorry I have caused you so much pain. Your wrong, your not the worst person in the world, and I. . ." She looked over at him, his eyes were filled with sorrow, but he hadn't shed a tear. Hermione leaned over and whispered in his ear:
"I love you Draco Malfoy."
A/N: You will never know how many times I stopped and almost started crying. I couldn't write like normal, I couldn't express Draco's feelings very well, or Hermione's for that matter. I know this has to be the worst of all my chapters yet, but I promise it will get better! Review please!