Chapter 13. Slight Misunderstanding
Draco's POV
I was picking at my food listening to Pansy, but not hearing it at all. My thoughts were far away, mainly about a certain brown haired girl with chocolate eyes...about how I couldn't fight the imperious curse. I heard Potter could. I had to admit it. I was second best. Potter beat me at quidditch and popularity. Well, I was more good looking and smarter then him but still.......
I admit it. I'm jealous. I'm jealous because Potter has friends. REAL friends. All I have is a slut hanging to my arm and two bodyguards. Oh sure, the school fears and respects me. But I don't have friends. I have never found a need for one any way. I wasn't interested in girls here. I knew I could have any girl anytime, anywhere. But no one was beautiful and smart enough for the infamous Draco Malfoy.
Then, she came into my life. For the first three years, I hated her. I wished her dead. I wished I could kill her when I graduated and became a full Death Eater. Then suddenly, Cupid grabbed his tiny bow and arrows and shot one at me. I think it was fourth year. Yes. When Krum walked in with her at the Halloween Ball. And during fifth year, when she tamed her bushy wild hair into a sleek and shiny hair that felt like pure silk on my hands. And being the only girl who hated me. Really hated me.
Then, came sixth year. I remember...when she almost confessed me her love, I had to be a prat and call her an...what was it I said? Oh yes. Insufferable mudblood bitch. I wished I could have just told her I loved her. Then maybe I had a chance to at least kiss her properly before...
I felt guilty. Dumbledore says I shouldn't because it was Lya's fault in the first place. Still I can't be not guilty, knowing Hermione was probably dead because of me. I was forcefully jerked from my thoughts when the door opened with a loud creak that rang throughout the hall. It was a girl, covered in mud. She took one look around her surroundings before fainting. It was Hermione.
"Hermione!!!"
I ran as fast as I could to her side not caring about the reaction of the rest of the school. Potter and Weasel and all Gryffindors rushed to her as soon as they heard her name. I reached Hermione first. She looked as if she was suffering from the effects of the cruciatus curse. It was a miracle.
"Get away from her, Malfoy."
"Get away from her, Weasley."
"Why should I? I'm her best....."
"STUDENTS! RETURN TO YOUR SEATS!!!!"
It was Dumbledore. He pushed through the crowd and reached Hermione followed by Snape and Mcgonagall.
"Professor Dumbledore! Please what happened to Hermione?"
"Harry, I need you to return to your seat."
Dumbledore magically conjured up a stretcher and put Hermione on it.
"But she's my best friend, Professor! I have to.."
"Harry. Please. Return to your seat." Said Dumbledore firmly.
"As for you Mr.Malfoy, please follow us."
I smirked at Potter and Weasley and follow the cavalry to Dumbledore's office. A beautiful golden phoenix sat perched on the window sill singly softly and I felt much better. Once the phoenix saw Hermione, it flew to her and began to cry. Of course phoenix tears. All I could do was wait and pray. Until Hermione woke.
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When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was blond. A white blond boy, kneeling by her side. A white blond boy with so familiar stormy gray eyes...
"Draco."
"Hermione!"
She slowly sat up. Her body ached slightly. A phoenix caught her eye. Fawkes. It was Dumbledore's office. But why was she here? Suddenly it all came back to her. Everything. Then she looked at Draco. He was the reason of all this. How DARE he stand so close to her! After all the pain he caused...He brushed a strand of stray hair away from her eyes.
"Don't you DARE touch me, Malfoy."
"What's wrong?"
She raised her hand and slapped him on the cheeks. Twice.
"What's wrong?! Are you asking me WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG?!!!! Well, Mister Malfoy, YOU...YOU...YOU TRICKED ME! YOU MADE ME END UP LIKE THIS! THAT'S WHAT'S FUCKING WRONG!!!!" She yelled in his face.
"That's quite enough, Miss Granger. Draco was controlled by the Imperious Curse."
It was Professor Dumbledore. Hermione went pink in the cheeks.
"Oh god. I'm sooo sorry, Draco. I just didn't think ............"
"Well, that's obvious. Don't you trust me? Did you think I'd hand you over to the enemy on free will?!! WAS THAT IT? HUH?!! What do think I've been doing this whole year? I wanted to be friends with you. You said we were friends. Friends TRUST each other. I WOULD TRUST YOU WITH MY LIFE. You obviously don't."
"Draco....I'm so sorry..." Tears were streaming down Hermione's face now.
"No.......I'm the one who should apologize. Don't cry, Hermione. It's all my fault. My fault that I was too weak to fight the Imperious curse. Potter would have done it." Draco spat the last sentence bitterly. And held her while she cried and whispered I'm sorry over and over again. It went on like that for how long he did not know. Finally she quieted down and looked at him in the eye and said for the last time,
"Will you forgive me, Draco?"
"Will you?"
"Yes."
"Yes."
"If it is okay with you, I'd like to know what happened, Miss Granger."
"Of course headmaster."
Hermione got up and sat down in a chair while Draco sat down in the one opposite. Then, she began to tell them about everything. From her being the heiress of Slytherin to how the Dark Lord let her go. Dumbledore, Mcgonagall, and Snape heard everything and after a bit of questioning, they let her go.
"Remember, Miss Granger, there are ears outside this office and even in here. So please don't tell Harry or Ron."
"Of course, Headmaster. And since this concerns me, not Harry, could you not tell him too?"
"Of course, Miss Granger. You have my word. Minerva, if you could accompany her to her common room and stop the boys from questioning her anymore today?"
"Very well, headmaster."
"Draco, if I could have a word..."
Draco stayed behind with Snape and Dumbledore ,and Hermione and Mcgonagall went out of the office and stepped into the Gryffindor Portrait Hall. As if on cue, Harry and Ron rushed to her and began to bombard her with questions.
"Potter and Weasley! Leave Miss Granger alone. She's had a hard enough day."
They mumbled their apologizes to Hermione and Mcgonagall watched as she went in side her bedroom. And took a quick shower, put on some clean clothes and went straight to bed. But she couldn't sleep. And she wasn't hungry. So, she began thinking about her favorite subject. Draco Malfoy. About how kissable his lips looked. Hermione shook her head.
Just then there was a tap on her window. It was a black owl. She opened the window and let it in. The owl simply dropped the letter on her hand and flew away. Curious, she opened the letter. The words were written in green ink in an elegant calligraphy.
It read,
Dear Hermione,
If you aren't too busy reading my letter, take a moment and look out of your window.
Your friend, Draco Malfoy.
Hermione laughed and looked out the window. There he was! Sitting on a broomstick right outside of her window!
"Draco!"
"Hey. Up for a late night flying?"
"I'm......uh.....afraid of heights."
"I'll be here with you."
Hermione smiled and climbed out the window. Draco helped her on his broom, a Firebolt Upgraded: limited edition, which was a much better broom than Harry's. They only made about ten of these brooms and Draco got it.
She held on to Draco's waist softly and they gently circled the castle and over the lake. Hermione could just make out the giant squid in the water. Draco slowly let the broom fly lower until their feet almost touched the water under them. Hermione sighed. If this was what flying was like, she loved it.
"Hermione?"
"Yes, Draco?"
"I love you" he stated carefully, slightly afraid of her reaction.
"I know." She sighed and leaned on his back, her small hands still on his waist.
Draco slowly flew the broom over to the grass and stopped under a tree. He got down first and helped Hermione. They sat down, their backs leaning on the tree, their hands entwined.
"Draco?"
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Do you think we can make it work this time?"
"Love conquerors all" said Draco, smiling.
Hermione chuckled. "Yeah. You're right. Love conquerors all."
And she leaned down to kiss him, both forever lost in the moment.
The End
(There's still an epilogue. Though I forgot the prologue.)
I feel like crying!!!!!! The last chapter... well, there's an epilogue..still... Thanks to these two people who reviewed me.
Dracobsession - I might.write a sequel. If you guys persuade me..^^ I'm not planning to write one. Thanks for reviewing!!!!
glory- Yeah, voldie killed his sis. Hope you like this one! My friend says the ending is sorta cheesy..
This isn't the end! There's a epilogue!!!
Draco's POV
I was picking at my food listening to Pansy, but not hearing it at all. My thoughts were far away, mainly about a certain brown haired girl with chocolate eyes...about how I couldn't fight the imperious curse. I heard Potter could. I had to admit it. I was second best. Potter beat me at quidditch and popularity. Well, I was more good looking and smarter then him but still.......
I admit it. I'm jealous. I'm jealous because Potter has friends. REAL friends. All I have is a slut hanging to my arm and two bodyguards. Oh sure, the school fears and respects me. But I don't have friends. I have never found a need for one any way. I wasn't interested in girls here. I knew I could have any girl anytime, anywhere. But no one was beautiful and smart enough for the infamous Draco Malfoy.
Then, she came into my life. For the first three years, I hated her. I wished her dead. I wished I could kill her when I graduated and became a full Death Eater. Then suddenly, Cupid grabbed his tiny bow and arrows and shot one at me. I think it was fourth year. Yes. When Krum walked in with her at the Halloween Ball. And during fifth year, when she tamed her bushy wild hair into a sleek and shiny hair that felt like pure silk on my hands. And being the only girl who hated me. Really hated me.
Then, came sixth year. I remember...when she almost confessed me her love, I had to be a prat and call her an...what was it I said? Oh yes. Insufferable mudblood bitch. I wished I could have just told her I loved her. Then maybe I had a chance to at least kiss her properly before...
I felt guilty. Dumbledore says I shouldn't because it was Lya's fault in the first place. Still I can't be not guilty, knowing Hermione was probably dead because of me. I was forcefully jerked from my thoughts when the door opened with a loud creak that rang throughout the hall. It was a girl, covered in mud. She took one look around her surroundings before fainting. It was Hermione.
"Hermione!!!"
I ran as fast as I could to her side not caring about the reaction of the rest of the school. Potter and Weasel and all Gryffindors rushed to her as soon as they heard her name. I reached Hermione first. She looked as if she was suffering from the effects of the cruciatus curse. It was a miracle.
"Get away from her, Malfoy."
"Get away from her, Weasley."
"Why should I? I'm her best....."
"STUDENTS! RETURN TO YOUR SEATS!!!!"
It was Dumbledore. He pushed through the crowd and reached Hermione followed by Snape and Mcgonagall.
"Professor Dumbledore! Please what happened to Hermione?"
"Harry, I need you to return to your seat."
Dumbledore magically conjured up a stretcher and put Hermione on it.
"But she's my best friend, Professor! I have to.."
"Harry. Please. Return to your seat." Said Dumbledore firmly.
"As for you Mr.Malfoy, please follow us."
I smirked at Potter and Weasley and follow the cavalry to Dumbledore's office. A beautiful golden phoenix sat perched on the window sill singly softly and I felt much better. Once the phoenix saw Hermione, it flew to her and began to cry. Of course phoenix tears. All I could do was wait and pray. Until Hermione woke.
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When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was blond. A white blond boy, kneeling by her side. A white blond boy with so familiar stormy gray eyes...
"Draco."
"Hermione!"
She slowly sat up. Her body ached slightly. A phoenix caught her eye. Fawkes. It was Dumbledore's office. But why was she here? Suddenly it all came back to her. Everything. Then she looked at Draco. He was the reason of all this. How DARE he stand so close to her! After all the pain he caused...He brushed a strand of stray hair away from her eyes.
"Don't you DARE touch me, Malfoy."
"What's wrong?"
She raised her hand and slapped him on the cheeks. Twice.
"What's wrong?! Are you asking me WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG?!!!! Well, Mister Malfoy, YOU...YOU...YOU TRICKED ME! YOU MADE ME END UP LIKE THIS! THAT'S WHAT'S FUCKING WRONG!!!!" She yelled in his face.
"That's quite enough, Miss Granger. Draco was controlled by the Imperious Curse."
It was Professor Dumbledore. Hermione went pink in the cheeks.
"Oh god. I'm sooo sorry, Draco. I just didn't think ............"
"Well, that's obvious. Don't you trust me? Did you think I'd hand you over to the enemy on free will?!! WAS THAT IT? HUH?!! What do think I've been doing this whole year? I wanted to be friends with you. You said we were friends. Friends TRUST each other. I WOULD TRUST YOU WITH MY LIFE. You obviously don't."
"Draco....I'm so sorry..." Tears were streaming down Hermione's face now.
"No.......I'm the one who should apologize. Don't cry, Hermione. It's all my fault. My fault that I was too weak to fight the Imperious curse. Potter would have done it." Draco spat the last sentence bitterly. And held her while she cried and whispered I'm sorry over and over again. It went on like that for how long he did not know. Finally she quieted down and looked at him in the eye and said for the last time,
"Will you forgive me, Draco?"
"Will you?"
"Yes."
"Yes."
"If it is okay with you, I'd like to know what happened, Miss Granger."
"Of course headmaster."
Hermione got up and sat down in a chair while Draco sat down in the one opposite. Then, she began to tell them about everything. From her being the heiress of Slytherin to how the Dark Lord let her go. Dumbledore, Mcgonagall, and Snape heard everything and after a bit of questioning, they let her go.
"Remember, Miss Granger, there are ears outside this office and even in here. So please don't tell Harry or Ron."
"Of course, Headmaster. And since this concerns me, not Harry, could you not tell him too?"
"Of course, Miss Granger. You have my word. Minerva, if you could accompany her to her common room and stop the boys from questioning her anymore today?"
"Very well, headmaster."
"Draco, if I could have a word..."
Draco stayed behind with Snape and Dumbledore ,and Hermione and Mcgonagall went out of the office and stepped into the Gryffindor Portrait Hall. As if on cue, Harry and Ron rushed to her and began to bombard her with questions.
"Potter and Weasley! Leave Miss Granger alone. She's had a hard enough day."
They mumbled their apologizes to Hermione and Mcgonagall watched as she went in side her bedroom. And took a quick shower, put on some clean clothes and went straight to bed. But she couldn't sleep. And she wasn't hungry. So, she began thinking about her favorite subject. Draco Malfoy. About how kissable his lips looked. Hermione shook her head.
Just then there was a tap on her window. It was a black owl. She opened the window and let it in. The owl simply dropped the letter on her hand and flew away. Curious, she opened the letter. The words were written in green ink in an elegant calligraphy.
It read,
Dear Hermione,
If you aren't too busy reading my letter, take a moment and look out of your window.
Your friend, Draco Malfoy.
Hermione laughed and looked out the window. There he was! Sitting on a broomstick right outside of her window!
"Draco!"
"Hey. Up for a late night flying?"
"I'm......uh.....afraid of heights."
"I'll be here with you."
Hermione smiled and climbed out the window. Draco helped her on his broom, a Firebolt Upgraded: limited edition, which was a much better broom than Harry's. They only made about ten of these brooms and Draco got it.
She held on to Draco's waist softly and they gently circled the castle and over the lake. Hermione could just make out the giant squid in the water. Draco slowly let the broom fly lower until their feet almost touched the water under them. Hermione sighed. If this was what flying was like, she loved it.
"Hermione?"
"Yes, Draco?"
"I love you" he stated carefully, slightly afraid of her reaction.
"I know." She sighed and leaned on his back, her small hands still on his waist.
Draco slowly flew the broom over to the grass and stopped under a tree. He got down first and helped Hermione. They sat down, their backs leaning on the tree, their hands entwined.
"Draco?"
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Do you think we can make it work this time?"
"Love conquerors all" said Draco, smiling.
Hermione chuckled. "Yeah. You're right. Love conquerors all."
And she leaned down to kiss him, both forever lost in the moment.
The End
(There's still an epilogue. Though I forgot the prologue.)
I feel like crying!!!!!! The last chapter... well, there's an epilogue..still... Thanks to these two people who reviewed me.
Dracobsession - I might.write a sequel. If you guys persuade me..^^ I'm not planning to write one. Thanks for reviewing!!!!
glory- Yeah, voldie killed his sis. Hope you like this one! My friend says the ending is sorta cheesy..
This isn't the end! There's a epilogue!!!