See the pain in her smile
The night she discovered she was pregnant, she begged to me. She begged
me, Malfoy! To help her get rid of the baby, because it was yours. She hated
you, and so I did too. Her smile grew cold, became painful to look at. She
really didn't give a damn about your child. She only cared about getting rid of
it, but never succeeded. You never let her succeed. It only took one failed
attempt at suicide for her to get your attention back. You acted loving and
caring once again, only I could see your heart wasn't true. You and your
friends laughed at her behind her back.
And she's tried,
yes she's tried to run away
Finally, the baby arrived. The house was full of laughter, but not
Hermione's. The baby laughed, but soon learned to be quite. It's remarkable how
much he looks like you, Draco. The same silver blond hair, the same cold,
ruthless eyes. And he even inherited your character. He was named Vidar, after
your grandfather. As he grew up, she started to see the way he was going to be
later. She knew she couldn't do anything about it, because you wouldn't even
let her get close to him. All she could do was watch. And she wanted to run
away.
but you would not let her go
You are her ball and her chain.
You'd never let her go, I know that. But she clearly didn't. She thought
she could just walk out on you, without you noticing or caring. But you did.
You needed someone to make jokes about, to laugh at and someone to make miserable.
And that someone was her. You still got her chained, you know? Hermione isn't a
girl to mess with, yet you did. And you were punished for what you did. You
soon joined me.
Now I wish you were dancing in the sun,
but the steps were all wrong
Those happy days, when we were all together, joking and laughing, are
over, forever lost. I wish I could turn back time, to stop you. She's on her
own now, dealing with your son. He is your heir, you made sure that was going
to happen. He is the same as you are, right? A Parseltongue. A Slytherin. Evil.
Cunning. Ruthless.
So release her from her chains now.
Even here, you can't leave her alone. You have to think about her all
the time, think about the happy times you lost when you lost her. That is part
of your punishment. I could have made it a lot worse. I decided to stay away
from you, living in darkness. One day, I'll step into the light again. I just
have to gather enough strength.
Why are you still joking? I know it must be killing you, being here while
she is there. And you can see Ron
closing in on her, the only one who can give her the same pleasure you could.
With your jokes you imprisoned her heart,
you never gave her a chance
I hope you are suffering. I don't feel anything but hate for you, remember
that. You might think I am not powerful enough to defeat you, but trust me. I
am. And that's your downfall. You'll see me looking at your grave, the only one
to come to your funeral. And you know why? Because you don't have any true
friends. I'll only come to honour an enemy. And I'll spit on your grave. Not
only because you broke her, but because of our lives you broke. You made
everyone unhappy. Remember that. And die.
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A/N: Well, this is not one of my best fics, I'm afraid. I suppose you
have a lot of questions. This is Harry speaking, I guess, about Draco. Harry's
turned away from his friends and is all alone. Draco is somewhere between heaven
and hell, I don't know. It's a weird fic. Review anyway.