Chapter 2
Baby, you deserve much better
What's the use in holding on
Don't you see it's now or never
'Cause I just can't be friends
Baby knowing in the end that...
Hermione lay awake that night thinking of the past week's events. Harry. Draco. She didn't know who she loved more.
Harry was always so thoughtful and kind to her, she would have walked half-way around the world for his love. He made her feel special, and complimented her every morning. She liked it when he would come into her dorm late at night when everyone else was asleep, and he would wrap his arms around her and embrace her until she fell asleep. It was comforting knowing someone you loved so deeply would be with you, and erase all other thoughts in your mind so you could fall asleep. But everything changed, everything, when she caught Harry with Cho. They weren't really doing IT, just kissing and that was enough to let Hermione know it was over. Harry didn't love her anymore.
Hermione didn't know why, but she still loved Harry. She kept thinking maybe someday, just maybe, Harry would come back to her. He would come into her dorm late at night, and let her fall asleep in his arms. He would apologize, explain it was a fling or a dare, and then kiss her. But she knew all that was impossible. Hermione wiped those thoughts from her mind.
Draco was also kind and loving. For once in her life at Hogwarts, Hermione saw the sensitive and caring side of him no one had ever seen. Did he love her that much to risk his rude and self-centered reputation for her?
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Draco marched to the library. Professor Snape had sent him on an errand to find a specific potions book that had a recipe he needed.
"Advanced Potions, Advanced Potions..." Draco muttered under his breath. "Ah ha! There it is!" He grabbed the leather-bound book and marched back up to Madam Pomfrey.
"Yes?" Madam Pomfrey said in a screechy voice. She eyed Draco through her coke-bottle lens glasses, whish magnified her eyes to look like saucers.
"Professor Snape asked me to check out this book for him. I have the pass right here." Draco handed her his hall pass with Snape's signature on it, allowing him into the Restricted Section.
"Very well then. Go on, leave!" Draco hurried out of the library, his book under one arm. He noticed Hermione sitting on a chair outside the library, and he rushed up to her.
He also noticed she was a bit sad, because her eyes were blood-shot and around them her skin was blotchy red. Draco knew she was still mourning over the loss of her boyfriend, Harry.
"Herm...What's the use of holding on? He isn't going to come back to you. He's a player and probably always will be. I heard after some people play one person, they will keep doin' it," Draco suggested.
"I know... But I can't seem to get him out of my head! Draco, he was the best thing that ever happened to me. Maybe you don't understand... What I'm saying is, you can't replace him... ever. He will always have a place in my heart. Can we just be friends?" Hermione stared up at Draco, pleadingly. Draco just nodded, and turned to leave. Hermione called after him, "Thanks!"
~*~
Draco couldn't just be friends. He knew all along he would love her more than a friend. He truly did love her... Truly, madly, deeply. Maybe she just couldn't see it now. Maybe SHE didn't understand...
A/N: Okay, a little depressing here but all this will go somewhere. Okay? So be happy, and no flaming. Thanks and please Review. ~*Blue_Chick73*~
Baby, you deserve much better
What's the use in holding on
Don't you see it's now or never
'Cause I just can't be friends
Baby knowing in the end that...
Hermione lay awake that night thinking of the past week's events. Harry. Draco. She didn't know who she loved more.
Harry was always so thoughtful and kind to her, she would have walked half-way around the world for his love. He made her feel special, and complimented her every morning. She liked it when he would come into her dorm late at night when everyone else was asleep, and he would wrap his arms around her and embrace her until she fell asleep. It was comforting knowing someone you loved so deeply would be with you, and erase all other thoughts in your mind so you could fall asleep. But everything changed, everything, when she caught Harry with Cho. They weren't really doing IT, just kissing and that was enough to let Hermione know it was over. Harry didn't love her anymore.
Hermione didn't know why, but she still loved Harry. She kept thinking maybe someday, just maybe, Harry would come back to her. He would come into her dorm late at night, and let her fall asleep in his arms. He would apologize, explain it was a fling or a dare, and then kiss her. But she knew all that was impossible. Hermione wiped those thoughts from her mind.
Draco was also kind and loving. For once in her life at Hogwarts, Hermione saw the sensitive and caring side of him no one had ever seen. Did he love her that much to risk his rude and self-centered reputation for her?
~*~
Draco marched to the library. Professor Snape had sent him on an errand to find a specific potions book that had a recipe he needed.
"Advanced Potions, Advanced Potions..." Draco muttered under his breath. "Ah ha! There it is!" He grabbed the leather-bound book and marched back up to Madam Pomfrey.
"Yes?" Madam Pomfrey said in a screechy voice. She eyed Draco through her coke-bottle lens glasses, whish magnified her eyes to look like saucers.
"Professor Snape asked me to check out this book for him. I have the pass right here." Draco handed her his hall pass with Snape's signature on it, allowing him into the Restricted Section.
"Very well then. Go on, leave!" Draco hurried out of the library, his book under one arm. He noticed Hermione sitting on a chair outside the library, and he rushed up to her.
He also noticed she was a bit sad, because her eyes were blood-shot and around them her skin was blotchy red. Draco knew she was still mourning over the loss of her boyfriend, Harry.
"Herm...What's the use of holding on? He isn't going to come back to you. He's a player and probably always will be. I heard after some people play one person, they will keep doin' it," Draco suggested.
"I know... But I can't seem to get him out of my head! Draco, he was the best thing that ever happened to me. Maybe you don't understand... What I'm saying is, you can't replace him... ever. He will always have a place in my heart. Can we just be friends?" Hermione stared up at Draco, pleadingly. Draco just nodded, and turned to leave. Hermione called after him, "Thanks!"
~*~
Draco couldn't just be friends. He knew all along he would love her more than a friend. He truly did love her... Truly, madly, deeply. Maybe she just couldn't see it now. Maybe SHE didn't understand...
A/N: Okay, a little depressing here but all this will go somewhere. Okay? So be happy, and no flaming. Thanks and please Review. ~*Blue_Chick73*~