Hermoine quickly scurried out of bed
and grabbed the note that Draco had written. She had managed to lie in bed all
night with her clothes on, instead of pajamas, and no one noticed. Quietly, she
crept away. When she was almost to the door she heard a voice.
"Hermoine?" Someone whispered. It was
Josie.
"Josie?" She whispered back.
"Have fun." Through the darkness she
could tell that Josie was smiling.
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Hermoine walked down the hall and
towards the tower. She wasn't completely sure if she could actually find the
place.
Let's just make sure I don't wander
into the same room Josie did. She wanted to laugh but she couldn't. It was
too risky. She found the old, wooden door that led up the many flights of
stairs to the old abandoned tower.
She walked up each step. It seemed as
if the path never ended, but finally it did. All was silent and it was pitch
black except for a large window where Hermoine could barely make out the
outline of a boy. Draco. She slowly made her way towards the figure and
he moved a bit.
"They're beautiful, aren't they?" He
asked her.
"What?" She didn't quite understand.
"The stars. They're beautiful."
She walked over to window and kneeled
down beside him. He was staring out into the sky, just watching. They were
indeed beautiful, the stars. They glistened and danced in the moonlight and
carried you away with your imagination. They held the secret to life, but let
no one know what it was.
"Hermoine, I want to tell you something.
Don't interrupt me or else I won't be able to finish." He brushed his fingers
through her hair. "Hermoine, I love you. I've loved you since⦠well, I'm not
sure. Forever, I guess. I don't care if you like me back, but I want you to
know how I feel. I love you so much and I'd do anything for you." She embraced
his warm body and started to sob uncontrollably. She felt comfortable with him.
She felt as if she could tell him her deepest darkest secrets.
"Harry cheated on me! He did worse
than that! There's a rumor going around that he slept with her!" She cried.
"I know, I know." He hugged her closer
to him.
"I was so stupid. I trusted him!"
"No, Hermoine. You weren't stupid.
Harry was. He should have respected you. He should have loved you when he had
the chance."
She lifted up her head and stared into
his dark gray eyes. She saw a gentle side that she had never seen before. His
eyes no longer looked cold and heartless, but loving and accepting. Before she
knew it, they had fallen into a kiss.
She stopped and looked at him.
"Draco, I have to go. Thank you." She
stood up and walked out the door.
"Goodbye, Hermoine." He whispered into
the darkness.
