Hey peoples who are full and feel like reading my story. Well, for those that have seen Aida you might have an inkling of what's going on. This was another of my favorite parts and I hope you like my version. Thanks for putting up with me this far, Epequa ;)
Disclaimer: Well, I own nothing except the typing that my poor little muscles endure. (oh and for those people who actually had the original idea for both parts; They are J.K. Rowling, Disney, Shakespeare and Verdi.)
A/N: Additional information needed for this chapter: The story takes place in summer.
Useless Information: I added this because I heard this quote yesterday; I hope you like it.
"Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you decide to start criticizing them, you're already a mile ahead of them and you have their shoes." - I don't remember, but I don't own it so that clever person gets all the credit.
Chapter 10 - Bright
Hermione strolled down the corridors towards the exit. The reality of what had happened hadn't really hit her yet. Her mind was full of what Harry had said earlier. Why did she have to do it? She couldn't live up to her people's expectations. There was no way she could arrange for the long journey back to safeland. There was the portkey option, but portkeys were not Hermione's strength and she couldn't trust doubt with people's lives on the line.
Draco paced around his room. This couldn't be happening, he thought. Of all the women in the world I could fall in love with I had to fall for her. He remembered hearing about this from his father. It was also known as high treason.
There is a muggle story that most people know of. Romeo and Juliet is one of William Shakespeare's best plays, and in it, love conquers all. Why can't their situation be the same? Neither Romeo nor Juliet had such important and valued reputations to their people.
Hermione walked outside and felt the warm breeze on her skin. The world always seemed so perfect and fine in every way, and now it had turned its back on her, leaving her alone to be left to her own devices.
Draco knew if this got out, he'd either be shunned out forever or killed. Killed was more likely though. Why is there this stupid war? Why does pride always get in the way of everything? Draco was about out of his mind with questions. He left his room to go outside. He loved finding solace there, that was a part of the reason that Draco loved traveling so much. There was nothing in the world that could bind him to Pansy, his father, or the dark side, in general out there.
None of this would have started, if Hermione had just stayed out of the way. Funny how fate works, eh. A simple act of traditional war had started something so much bigger than itself. Not only forbidden by their people, but also by their morals. But like Draco said, people change; people change dramatically.
Hermione laid down on the grassy field, looking at all the stars, constellations, and planets she had learned in astronomy. Each had their story to tell, just like every soul. But why was hers so sad? Nothing had ever happened the way she wanted it too. Everything was thrust upon her, without giving her a chance to respond.
Draco stood outside the castle, leaning on one of its huge walls. He had always to get in the most desperate situations; this time torn between duty and love, well at least he thought so. He knew there would be others, but none with her understanding, none with her power to overcome him in a way he never knew.
He noticed someone lying on the grass, staring up into heaven and space. He went over and laid beside her. She looked over at him, and for some reason, she did not look remotely surprised at his arrival.
"I had a feeling you would come." She said, not taking her eyes of the sky. "Anywhere else, no one would care if we liked each other. It's just our situation that makes us so forbidden to each other."
"Don't you hate how life comes out sometimes?" he asked.
"Yeah, we never did anything to deserve this and suddenly we're both somewhere we don't want to be." She said quietly, sitting up.
He followed her suit. "Exactly, I mean, we're like a punishment to each other." He said.
"Right, if we didn't have these elaborate lives, then we could just skip through the daisies towards the sunset." She said angrily.
"Life is not what it's made out to be." He said wisely.
"I'm just so freaking tired of all this stupid stuff we have to go through just because we were born enemies." She burst out.
He leaned in as if to kiss her. "Draco, I really don't think we should…" but she was cut off by the Draco's lips softly touching hers. She couldn't hold it in, so she fell right into his arms.
A love that was meant for both of them, and at this time, well, it's a love that flourished in a time filled with nothing but hate. And a hate that was supposed to never fail was broken by a love that was in the most unexpected place.
They slept side by side next to the lake that night. The night seemed to melt away and all too soon, the sun was rising. When Draco noticed that he had to get back he woke her as well. "Hermione we've got to leave."
"I know, I know," she said hesitantly. "Promise me we'll meet again."
"I promise," he said, and he kissed her on the head. "And Malfoys never break their promises."
They both parted their separate ways, or, in a case, their separate lives. They lived one by day, one by night. They hoped that their empty facades masked their true feelings. One was about to change her mind, and the other was about to meet the reason why.
A/N: That was a long one. I hope you guys realize that there's a lot going against them and their love for each other. Umm… that Romeo Juliet thing was like a big author's note, but then not really, so..umm..just read it. Lots and lots of cold turkey sandwiches and love to my reviewers, and a bonus point for those who read, but you need the cold turkey sandwiches to get to the next chapter. Nope, just kidding. Well, I'll see you guys soon, Epequa.
Disclaimer: Well, I own nothing except the typing that my poor little muscles endure. (oh and for those people who actually had the original idea for both parts; They are J.K. Rowling, Disney, Shakespeare and Verdi.)
A/N: Additional information needed for this chapter: The story takes place in summer.
Useless Information: I added this because I heard this quote yesterday; I hope you like it.
"Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you decide to start criticizing them, you're already a mile ahead of them and you have their shoes." - I don't remember, but I don't own it so that clever person gets all the credit.
Chapter 10 - Bright
Hermione strolled down the corridors towards the exit. The reality of what had happened hadn't really hit her yet. Her mind was full of what Harry had said earlier. Why did she have to do it? She couldn't live up to her people's expectations. There was no way she could arrange for the long journey back to safeland. There was the portkey option, but portkeys were not Hermione's strength and she couldn't trust doubt with people's lives on the line.
Draco paced around his room. This couldn't be happening, he thought. Of all the women in the world I could fall in love with I had to fall for her. He remembered hearing about this from his father. It was also known as high treason.
There is a muggle story that most people know of. Romeo and Juliet is one of William Shakespeare's best plays, and in it, love conquers all. Why can't their situation be the same? Neither Romeo nor Juliet had such important and valued reputations to their people.
Hermione walked outside and felt the warm breeze on her skin. The world always seemed so perfect and fine in every way, and now it had turned its back on her, leaving her alone to be left to her own devices.
Draco knew if this got out, he'd either be shunned out forever or killed. Killed was more likely though. Why is there this stupid war? Why does pride always get in the way of everything? Draco was about out of his mind with questions. He left his room to go outside. He loved finding solace there, that was a part of the reason that Draco loved traveling so much. There was nothing in the world that could bind him to Pansy, his father, or the dark side, in general out there.
None of this would have started, if Hermione had just stayed out of the way. Funny how fate works, eh. A simple act of traditional war had started something so much bigger than itself. Not only forbidden by their people, but also by their morals. But like Draco said, people change; people change dramatically.
Hermione laid down on the grassy field, looking at all the stars, constellations, and planets she had learned in astronomy. Each had their story to tell, just like every soul. But why was hers so sad? Nothing had ever happened the way she wanted it too. Everything was thrust upon her, without giving her a chance to respond.
Draco stood outside the castle, leaning on one of its huge walls. He had always to get in the most desperate situations; this time torn between duty and love, well at least he thought so. He knew there would be others, but none with her understanding, none with her power to overcome him in a way he never knew.
He noticed someone lying on the grass, staring up into heaven and space. He went over and laid beside her. She looked over at him, and for some reason, she did not look remotely surprised at his arrival.
"I had a feeling you would come." She said, not taking her eyes of the sky. "Anywhere else, no one would care if we liked each other. It's just our situation that makes us so forbidden to each other."
"Don't you hate how life comes out sometimes?" he asked.
"Yeah, we never did anything to deserve this and suddenly we're both somewhere we don't want to be." She said quietly, sitting up.
He followed her suit. "Exactly, I mean, we're like a punishment to each other." He said.
"Right, if we didn't have these elaborate lives, then we could just skip through the daisies towards the sunset." She said angrily.
"Life is not what it's made out to be." He said wisely.
"I'm just so freaking tired of all this stupid stuff we have to go through just because we were born enemies." She burst out.
He leaned in as if to kiss her. "Draco, I really don't think we should…" but she was cut off by the Draco's lips softly touching hers. She couldn't hold it in, so she fell right into his arms.
A love that was meant for both of them, and at this time, well, it's a love that flourished in a time filled with nothing but hate. And a hate that was supposed to never fail was broken by a love that was in the most unexpected place.
They slept side by side next to the lake that night. The night seemed to melt away and all too soon, the sun was rising. When Draco noticed that he had to get back he woke her as well. "Hermione we've got to leave."
"I know, I know," she said hesitantly. "Promise me we'll meet again."
"I promise," he said, and he kissed her on the head. "And Malfoys never break their promises."
They both parted their separate ways, or, in a case, their separate lives. They lived one by day, one by night. They hoped that their empty facades masked their true feelings. One was about to change her mind, and the other was about to meet the reason why.
A/N: That was a long one. I hope you guys realize that there's a lot going against them and their love for each other. Umm… that Romeo Juliet thing was like a big author's note, but then not really, so..umm..just read it. Lots and lots of cold turkey sandwiches and love to my reviewers, and a bonus point for those who read, but you need the cold turkey sandwiches to get to the next chapter. Nope, just kidding. Well, I'll see you guys soon, Epequa.
