Butterfly
A songfic
By Fira Black-Malfoy
1 When you love someone so deeply they become your life…
Draco Malfoy watched, dumbfounded, as his fiancée, Hermione Granger, tearfully handed back the ring he had given her just a few weeks ago to him. They had been together since the 7th year. They had just graduated last year. A few weeks ago, he had proposed to her, and she had said yes. But now here they were, in the middle of what looked like the biggest fight they'd ever have, all chances of being happy together forever quickly dissipating.
1.1 It's easy to succumb to overwhelming fears inside
1.2 Blindly I imagined I could keep you under glass
1.3 But now I understand to hold you I must open up my hand
1.4 And watch you fly
What was the reason for this sudden fight? Draco had told her the news that he was leaving to pledge allegiance to Voldemort as a Death Eater. Hermione had argued, all because she couldn't accept-she didn't want to accept-that her husband-to-be was pledging loyalty to the Dark Side, something she knew he couldn't escape. She didn't want to do it. She didn't want to let him go. She didn't want him to serve Voldemort just as much as he didn't want to either.
1.5 Chorus:
1.6 So spread your wings and prepare to fly
For you have become a butterfly…
"Hermione…I'm sorry…" Draco said, taking her tear-stained face in his hands. "I'm sorry, but I have to do this, even if I don't want to." "But…you can't not want it," Hermione said, "Your father-" "I don't have to want everything my father wanted," Draco said pleadingly. "Look at me, Hermione, look me straight in the eye. I love you, and I don't want to do this, but I can't escape it. Please try to understand…"
Fly abandonedly into the sun…
"I do understand, Draco," Hermione said softly, turning away from him. "I just…can't bear the thought of you…and him…it's ludicrous…I can't bear to be away from you for so long…you know that…" "Will you let me go, Hermione?" Draco asked her gently. Hermione looked up at him again. "Hermione, please," Draco said again. "We have to let each other go. We'll see if we'll work out afterwards, but for now…" Draco trailed off. It hurt him like nothing before. It hurt him to say that he had to let her go.
If you should return to me,
We truly were meant to be...
Hermione hugged him tighter. "I'll come back to you, I promise," Draco whispered to her. "I promise. I'll come back to you, no matter what. It's always been the both of us, Herm. Since 7th year, remember? It'll always be the 2 of us. We were meant for each other, you know that. You said so yourself. I'll find my way back, I promise."
So spread your wings and fly, butterfly…
"I'm sorry, Herm," Draco said for what seemed to be the billionth time. Hermione wept into Draco's chest. "I can't let you go," she said. "I won't let you go." "But you have to," Draco said. "Don't make this harder than it already is."
I have learned that beauty has to flourish in the light
Wild horses run unbridled or their spirit dies…
"Hermione, there's so much you haven't done, so much you haven't seen," Draco said, "all because I kept weighing you down. I have to let you go. I am letting you go. And you have to move on without me. Otherwise you'll be stuck like this, miserable for me, for the rest of your life."
You have given me the courage to be all that I can…
"I don't know what I'll do without you, Draco, "Hermione said. "I need you with me." "But I won't be here forever," Draco said. "Who am I going to be, Draco?" Hermione asked him in between tears. "I…I can't make it out there alone…" "But you can," Draco disagreed. "I know you can. You gave me the courage to face so many things over the time we've been together. If you gave me the courage, then you should have it in you. You'll be fine without me."
And I truly feel your heart will lead you back to me
When you're ready to rise…
"Promise me you'll be fine," Draco said. "Promise me, Hermione." He felt Hermione nod softly against his chest. "I promise," Hermione said. It seemed she finally saw Draco's point. "I promise I'll find you," Draco said. "Wherever you may be, whatever you may do, I'll find you after all this is over. Then we'll be together again. I love you too much to not be able to come back to you."
Chorus…
Bridge:
I can't pretend these tears aren't overflowing steadily…
Hermione started to cry again. "I'm sorry," she said to Draco, "I just can't seem to stop crying…" Draco held her closer, tighter, not wanting to let go. He wanted to stay this way with her forever…but he knew the moment was getting too good to last. "I have to go," he said softly. Hermione shook her head as she tried to stop him from leaving. "No…no…don't…"she said over and over again.
I can't prevent this hurt from almost overtaking me…
Just hearing his one love cry like that made Draco want to give in to his own hurting. He was about to break down. He knew he would if he didn't leave then. He tilted her face up to his. Their lips met in a sweet, gentle kiss, probably their last one for a long, long time…
But I will stand and say goodbye…
Hermione watched tearfully, from behind the gate of their home, Draco's retreating figure. Draco still couldn't turn his back to her. He was still facing her, walking backwards, smiling at her, trying to reassure her she'd be fine. "Say it, Hermione," he said. "No…" Hermione said softly. "Say it," Draco urged gently. Hermione sighed. A lone tear ran down her cheek; she felt like she'd cried all her tears out already. "Goodbye, Draco," she said. Draco smiled back at her, but it was a sad smile. "You'll be just fine," he told her. He finally turned around and started walking away out of Hogsmeade, towards Hogwarts, where Voldemort was going to meet him with his deceased father. Without missing a beat, Hermione suddenly said out loud, "I love you."
For you'll never be mine until you know the way it feels to fly
Chorus…
Years later, Draco returns. Finally, but there's a sad atmosphere. He wasn't returning to a house. He was returning to a grave. A grave he himself had had put there, where his home used to be. He looked down at it as a chilly wind blew past him. He set down the bouquet of flowers he had brought. Then he took off the chain he wore around his neck. He took off the 2 rings he had stringed onto it and set it down beside the flowers. Softly, he smiled. "It's all over, my love," he said to the wind. "He's gone. I've come back. I told you I would. I'm back. I've come home." A lone tear fell from his face, but Draco made no effort to hide it or wipe it away. Behind him, he could hear 2 friends coming up behind him. "I'll miss her," said the first one. "I will too, Ron," the second one said, "but we've got to move on. She'd have wanted us to. Especially you, Draco. You've got to learn to let go." "But I already have, Harry," Draco said. "I already have." With that, Draco shoved his hands into the pockets of his coat and, followed by his 2 close friends, headed out of what was left of Hogsmeade, towards the ruins of Hogwarts. As he walked on, Draco swore he heard the wind whisper out to him, almost as if it were singing softly to him trying to comfort him…
So fly through the sky, butterfly…
Spread your wings and fly, butterfly…
A songfic
By Fira Black-Malfoy
1 When you love someone so deeply they become your life…
Draco Malfoy watched, dumbfounded, as his fiancée, Hermione Granger, tearfully handed back the ring he had given her just a few weeks ago to him. They had been together since the 7th year. They had just graduated last year. A few weeks ago, he had proposed to her, and she had said yes. But now here they were, in the middle of what looked like the biggest fight they'd ever have, all chances of being happy together forever quickly dissipating.
1.1 It's easy to succumb to overwhelming fears inside
1.2 Blindly I imagined I could keep you under glass
1.3 But now I understand to hold you I must open up my hand
1.4 And watch you fly
What was the reason for this sudden fight? Draco had told her the news that he was leaving to pledge allegiance to Voldemort as a Death Eater. Hermione had argued, all because she couldn't accept-she didn't want to accept-that her husband-to-be was pledging loyalty to the Dark Side, something she knew he couldn't escape. She didn't want to do it. She didn't want to let him go. She didn't want him to serve Voldemort just as much as he didn't want to either.
1.5 Chorus:
1.6 So spread your wings and prepare to fly
For you have become a butterfly…
"Hermione…I'm sorry…" Draco said, taking her tear-stained face in his hands. "I'm sorry, but I have to do this, even if I don't want to." "But…you can't not want it," Hermione said, "Your father-" "I don't have to want everything my father wanted," Draco said pleadingly. "Look at me, Hermione, look me straight in the eye. I love you, and I don't want to do this, but I can't escape it. Please try to understand…"
Fly abandonedly into the sun…
"I do understand, Draco," Hermione said softly, turning away from him. "I just…can't bear the thought of you…and him…it's ludicrous…I can't bear to be away from you for so long…you know that…" "Will you let me go, Hermione?" Draco asked her gently. Hermione looked up at him again. "Hermione, please," Draco said again. "We have to let each other go. We'll see if we'll work out afterwards, but for now…" Draco trailed off. It hurt him like nothing before. It hurt him to say that he had to let her go.
If you should return to me,
We truly were meant to be...
Hermione hugged him tighter. "I'll come back to you, I promise," Draco whispered to her. "I promise. I'll come back to you, no matter what. It's always been the both of us, Herm. Since 7th year, remember? It'll always be the 2 of us. We were meant for each other, you know that. You said so yourself. I'll find my way back, I promise."
So spread your wings and fly, butterfly…
"I'm sorry, Herm," Draco said for what seemed to be the billionth time. Hermione wept into Draco's chest. "I can't let you go," she said. "I won't let you go." "But you have to," Draco said. "Don't make this harder than it already is."
I have learned that beauty has to flourish in the light
Wild horses run unbridled or their spirit dies…
"Hermione, there's so much you haven't done, so much you haven't seen," Draco said, "all because I kept weighing you down. I have to let you go. I am letting you go. And you have to move on without me. Otherwise you'll be stuck like this, miserable for me, for the rest of your life."
You have given me the courage to be all that I can…
"I don't know what I'll do without you, Draco, "Hermione said. "I need you with me." "But I won't be here forever," Draco said. "Who am I going to be, Draco?" Hermione asked him in between tears. "I…I can't make it out there alone…" "But you can," Draco disagreed. "I know you can. You gave me the courage to face so many things over the time we've been together. If you gave me the courage, then you should have it in you. You'll be fine without me."
And I truly feel your heart will lead you back to me
When you're ready to rise…
"Promise me you'll be fine," Draco said. "Promise me, Hermione." He felt Hermione nod softly against his chest. "I promise," Hermione said. It seemed she finally saw Draco's point. "I promise I'll find you," Draco said. "Wherever you may be, whatever you may do, I'll find you after all this is over. Then we'll be together again. I love you too much to not be able to come back to you."
Chorus…
Bridge:
I can't pretend these tears aren't overflowing steadily…
Hermione started to cry again. "I'm sorry," she said to Draco, "I just can't seem to stop crying…" Draco held her closer, tighter, not wanting to let go. He wanted to stay this way with her forever…but he knew the moment was getting too good to last. "I have to go," he said softly. Hermione shook her head as she tried to stop him from leaving. "No…no…don't…"she said over and over again.
I can't prevent this hurt from almost overtaking me…
Just hearing his one love cry like that made Draco want to give in to his own hurting. He was about to break down. He knew he would if he didn't leave then. He tilted her face up to his. Their lips met in a sweet, gentle kiss, probably their last one for a long, long time…
But I will stand and say goodbye…
Hermione watched tearfully, from behind the gate of their home, Draco's retreating figure. Draco still couldn't turn his back to her. He was still facing her, walking backwards, smiling at her, trying to reassure her she'd be fine. "Say it, Hermione," he said. "No…" Hermione said softly. "Say it," Draco urged gently. Hermione sighed. A lone tear ran down her cheek; she felt like she'd cried all her tears out already. "Goodbye, Draco," she said. Draco smiled back at her, but it was a sad smile. "You'll be just fine," he told her. He finally turned around and started walking away out of Hogsmeade, towards Hogwarts, where Voldemort was going to meet him with his deceased father. Without missing a beat, Hermione suddenly said out loud, "I love you."
For you'll never be mine until you know the way it feels to fly
Chorus…
Years later, Draco returns. Finally, but there's a sad atmosphere. He wasn't returning to a house. He was returning to a grave. A grave he himself had had put there, where his home used to be. He looked down at it as a chilly wind blew past him. He set down the bouquet of flowers he had brought. Then he took off the chain he wore around his neck. He took off the 2 rings he had stringed onto it and set it down beside the flowers. Softly, he smiled. "It's all over, my love," he said to the wind. "He's gone. I've come back. I told you I would. I'm back. I've come home." A lone tear fell from his face, but Draco made no effort to hide it or wipe it away. Behind him, he could hear 2 friends coming up behind him. "I'll miss her," said the first one. "I will too, Ron," the second one said, "but we've got to move on. She'd have wanted us to. Especially you, Draco. You've got to learn to let go." "But I already have, Harry," Draco said. "I already have." With that, Draco shoved his hands into the pockets of his coat and, followed by his 2 close friends, headed out of what was left of Hogsmeade, towards the ruins of Hogwarts. As he walked on, Draco swore he heard the wind whisper out to him, almost as if it were singing softly to him trying to comfort him…
So fly through the sky, butterfly…
Spread your wings and fly, butterfly…