Prologue
I can see that you've been crying
You can't hide it with a lie
What's the use in you denying
That what you have is wrong
I heard him promise you forever
But forever's come and gone
Baby, he would say whatever
It takes to keep you blind
To the truth between the lines, oh...
Hermione lay crumpled on the soft grassy earth. Salty tears adorned her ivory complexion, and wisps of stray cinnamon hair were constantly being tucked behind her ears. She felt as if someone had socked her in the gut. Many times, she added to the thought. Her rather small bosom rose and fell with every uneven breath she took. Why did he have to hurt her that way? He had permanently scarred her heart, and no spell or hex could mend it. Her eyes, red and puffy, were forced to be shut, since it was almost impossible to keep them open. As dusk descended upon her, she fell into a deep sleep.
~*~
Draco trudged out of his common room, and slipped easily into the dark shadows. A few moments before he had to get rid of Pansy, who was following him around the room, twirling her bleached blonde hair, smacking bubble gum, and screeching in a loud voice, "Oh, Draco, honey! Could you please help me paint my nails? I can't do my right hand!"
"Hell no, Pansy! Now get away from me before I have to hurt you!" Draco warned with a furious expression painted on his face. Pansy looked hurt, and toddled off to find another "victim."
Draco stepped onto the Hogwart's lawn. The stars and a thin sliver of moon were his only light, glowing and twinkling in the night sky. A shaded figure was laying crumpled on the ground. Slight sobbing noises were coming from it's direction.
Draco hesitated at first, but proceeded to walk up to the person or whatever it was. He soon recognized the angelic face as Hermione's, and shook her gently to awake her. She opened her eyes wide open, and stared up into his eyes.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" She questioned, stuttering. Hermione sat up, and scooted a few inches away from Draco.
"That's what I want to ask you." Draco shuffled his feet on the grass, erasing the imprint of Hermione's body.
"I was resting," Hermione answered simply.
Draco raised his eyebrows, and replied, "I think it was more than that. You were crying. Why?" Hermione turned away from Draco's steady gaze.
"Why would you care? You're a big jerk and you don't care for anyone but your vain self."
Draco was taken aback. No one had ever been this up-front like this to him before. He had an urge to hit her, but thought not to. She was, in fact, only speaking the truth, and she was in very bad shape. Draco drew in a deep breath of chilled air, and continued, "Why were you crying?" Hermione noticed the softness in his eyes, and knew he was sincere.
"Harry was with Cho in the Astronomy Tower last night..." Draco didn't need more explanation.
"Oh, I'm so sorry..." The next thing he knew, his strong arms were fastened around her shoulders, and his face was buried in her wild hair. Hermione was surprised, but didn't want to ruin the magical moment. She could tell that chemistry was going on between them. They sat in silence for a long time, until the moon started to sink in the sky, and the birds cawed morning tunes.
Finally, Hermione chose to break the still silence. "We'd better get back inside. We'll get in trouble if anyone sees us out here." Draco nodded, and pulled her up to her feet with a soft hand. They walked hand in hand back up the front steps, and into the large hall. The citrus scent of oranges and salty one of bacon wafted throughout the corridors. Hermione had no idea what had gone on that night, but she was sure ready for it to happen again. She was also sure she could get used to seeing the side of Draco she'd never seen before...
A/N: Ok...So...*squeals in delight* AH! It's so cute I can't believe my little mind wrote this! It's a master piece! The future of this story is unforeseen, but Please R/R! PLEASE! It only takes like 10 seconds! Spare the time and help me out a little! THANKS I LOVE YOU!
I can see that you've been crying
You can't hide it with a lie
What's the use in you denying
That what you have is wrong
I heard him promise you forever
But forever's come and gone
Baby, he would say whatever
It takes to keep you blind
To the truth between the lines, oh...
Hermione lay crumpled on the soft grassy earth. Salty tears adorned her ivory complexion, and wisps of stray cinnamon hair were constantly being tucked behind her ears. She felt as if someone had socked her in the gut. Many times, she added to the thought. Her rather small bosom rose and fell with every uneven breath she took. Why did he have to hurt her that way? He had permanently scarred her heart, and no spell or hex could mend it. Her eyes, red and puffy, were forced to be shut, since it was almost impossible to keep them open. As dusk descended upon her, she fell into a deep sleep.
~*~
Draco trudged out of his common room, and slipped easily into the dark shadows. A few moments before he had to get rid of Pansy, who was following him around the room, twirling her bleached blonde hair, smacking bubble gum, and screeching in a loud voice, "Oh, Draco, honey! Could you please help me paint my nails? I can't do my right hand!"
"Hell no, Pansy! Now get away from me before I have to hurt you!" Draco warned with a furious expression painted on his face. Pansy looked hurt, and toddled off to find another "victim."
Draco stepped onto the Hogwart's lawn. The stars and a thin sliver of moon were his only light, glowing and twinkling in the night sky. A shaded figure was laying crumpled on the ground. Slight sobbing noises were coming from it's direction.
Draco hesitated at first, but proceeded to walk up to the person or whatever it was. He soon recognized the angelic face as Hermione's, and shook her gently to awake her. She opened her eyes wide open, and stared up into his eyes.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" She questioned, stuttering. Hermione sat up, and scooted a few inches away from Draco.
"That's what I want to ask you." Draco shuffled his feet on the grass, erasing the imprint of Hermione's body.
"I was resting," Hermione answered simply.
Draco raised his eyebrows, and replied, "I think it was more than that. You were crying. Why?" Hermione turned away from Draco's steady gaze.
"Why would you care? You're a big jerk and you don't care for anyone but your vain self."
Draco was taken aback. No one had ever been this up-front like this to him before. He had an urge to hit her, but thought not to. She was, in fact, only speaking the truth, and she was in very bad shape. Draco drew in a deep breath of chilled air, and continued, "Why were you crying?" Hermione noticed the softness in his eyes, and knew he was sincere.
"Harry was with Cho in the Astronomy Tower last night..." Draco didn't need more explanation.
"Oh, I'm so sorry..." The next thing he knew, his strong arms were fastened around her shoulders, and his face was buried in her wild hair. Hermione was surprised, but didn't want to ruin the magical moment. She could tell that chemistry was going on between them. They sat in silence for a long time, until the moon started to sink in the sky, and the birds cawed morning tunes.
Finally, Hermione chose to break the still silence. "We'd better get back inside. We'll get in trouble if anyone sees us out here." Draco nodded, and pulled her up to her feet with a soft hand. They walked hand in hand back up the front steps, and into the large hall. The citrus scent of oranges and salty one of bacon wafted throughout the corridors. Hermione had no idea what had gone on that night, but she was sure ready for it to happen again. She was also sure she could get used to seeing the side of Draco she'd never seen before...
A/N: Ok...So...*squeals in delight* AH! It's so cute I can't believe my little mind wrote this! It's a master piece! The future of this story is unforeseen, but Please R/R! PLEASE! It only takes like 10 seconds! Spare the time and help me out a little! THANKS I LOVE YOU!