A/N: The same holds true from the last chapter. I DON'T OWN THEM. And alas!
I am not making money off of it. I should. But I'm not. lol This is an Alt.
Ending..
Hermione waved to Harry, and blew him a kiss. She held the tickets in her hand, and waved again with the other, till he was out of sight. Then she sat down. "Hello there." Hermione jumped slightly, and turned around. "Hi there." She smiled slightly at this stranger. "Is that seat taken?" the man pointed to the chair next to her. She shook her head, and he sat down. "So. Where are you headed to?" Hermione asked, looking around the airport. "Kent." The man replied. "Wow. Me too! So we'll be sharing the flight!" Hermione smiled. The guy was taking off his cloak, and draped it over his left arm. "I guess so. How lucky is that?" he said with out much expression. The lady selling the boarding passes called out their numbers, and they went to get seated. "Wow! We have to sit next to each other." Hermione was delighted, she felt like she had known this person before, a long time ago. "Yes." He sat in the window seat. The rest of the flight went through un-eventful, and nice. Hermione kept up a once sided conversation, because he was asleep. "So, that's why I'm going back to Kent." Hermione studied him. His silvery blonde hair almost sparkled in the sun coming from the window, she thought about how shockingly silver his eyes were. His left arm with his right, making a pillow of sorts. He looked so peaceful, and almost angelic, if it weren't for his black clothing, which seemed several shades deeper than black if it were possible. She shrugged, and turned her attention back to the movie. The guy woke up just before they landed, and helped her get her stuff ready. Just outside the airport, Hermione's curiosity got the better of her. "Do I know you?" she asked, shielding her eyes from the sun. His face was impassive. "Do you? Do you remember me?" he asked. Hermione thought hard. "No. Sorry." She smiled. His facial expression was suddenly looked sad. "Ok. Just remember love, I never forgot you." He put his cloak back on, and she caught a glimpse of his left arm, and gasped. "It could work for us still." He added softly. Hermione frowned, and swallowed the lump in her throat. "It can't. I'm engaged so to speak. And. I can't.. Well..." She was trying to get the right words. "Draco Malfoy. I thought it was a name that was hard to forget." "Draco. But it can't be!" Hermione cried. "It is." Hermione suddenly started gathering up her luggage. "I have to leave, sorry." She went to the curb to get a taxi. "Hermione, I'm always going to be here for you. Only death could stop me." He walked away leaving her standing there her luggage at her side, watching him leave. "So that's what happened to him. He went into hiding and lived as a Muggle." She thought, a tear ran down her cheek.
Years later when she was feeling alone she could almost feel his hand on her shoulder, or when she needed help in making a choice, she felt like he was there helping her. Of course this was only when Harry couldn't be there for her. 8 years later, on the 14th of July, the presence was dimmed. She cried that night, wondering why she hadn't felt him there. And on that night at 12:00am the presence ceased completely. He would have been 25 in one minutes time. She realized it must have been because of death. Or murder. And hoped that it passed quickly and painlessly for him. She kept the secret to herself, and was a complete wreck for the next month or two.
I remember you
do you remember me too
but on the 14th of July
the smell of roses made her cry
though your going far from home
rest assured your not alone
Cause I would give everything that I own
I'd give you my heart and this skin and these bones
the sun the moon the Earth the sky
I've never even stopped to wonder why
I would do anything
and I would give everything
to be your everything
Seems like such a long long time
since your body crossed my mind
but I think that you should know
it wasn't I who had to go
Cause I would give everything that I own
I'd give you my love and this heart made of stone
the sun the moon the Earth the sky
the motorcycle that I like to ride
I would do anything
and I would give everything
to be your everything
But if ever you should stray
just sing along and I will play
or look into your hands
I'm slipping through them like a tiny grain of sand
I remember you
do you remember me too
seems like such a long long time
since I held you near and called you mine
Cause I would give everything that I own
I'd give you my heart and this skin and these bones
the sun the moon the Earth the sky
a brand new car that you and I could drive
I would do anything
and I would give everything
to be your everything
~~~*FIN*~~~ A/N: ok.. A little more sad maybe. but oh well. that's the alt. Ending.
Hermione waved to Harry, and blew him a kiss. She held the tickets in her hand, and waved again with the other, till he was out of sight. Then she sat down. "Hello there." Hermione jumped slightly, and turned around. "Hi there." She smiled slightly at this stranger. "Is that seat taken?" the man pointed to the chair next to her. She shook her head, and he sat down. "So. Where are you headed to?" Hermione asked, looking around the airport. "Kent." The man replied. "Wow. Me too! So we'll be sharing the flight!" Hermione smiled. The guy was taking off his cloak, and draped it over his left arm. "I guess so. How lucky is that?" he said with out much expression. The lady selling the boarding passes called out their numbers, and they went to get seated. "Wow! We have to sit next to each other." Hermione was delighted, she felt like she had known this person before, a long time ago. "Yes." He sat in the window seat. The rest of the flight went through un-eventful, and nice. Hermione kept up a once sided conversation, because he was asleep. "So, that's why I'm going back to Kent." Hermione studied him. His silvery blonde hair almost sparkled in the sun coming from the window, she thought about how shockingly silver his eyes were. His left arm with his right, making a pillow of sorts. He looked so peaceful, and almost angelic, if it weren't for his black clothing, which seemed several shades deeper than black if it were possible. She shrugged, and turned her attention back to the movie. The guy woke up just before they landed, and helped her get her stuff ready. Just outside the airport, Hermione's curiosity got the better of her. "Do I know you?" she asked, shielding her eyes from the sun. His face was impassive. "Do you? Do you remember me?" he asked. Hermione thought hard. "No. Sorry." She smiled. His facial expression was suddenly looked sad. "Ok. Just remember love, I never forgot you." He put his cloak back on, and she caught a glimpse of his left arm, and gasped. "It could work for us still." He added softly. Hermione frowned, and swallowed the lump in her throat. "It can't. I'm engaged so to speak. And. I can't.. Well..." She was trying to get the right words. "Draco Malfoy. I thought it was a name that was hard to forget." "Draco. But it can't be!" Hermione cried. "It is." Hermione suddenly started gathering up her luggage. "I have to leave, sorry." She went to the curb to get a taxi. "Hermione, I'm always going to be here for you. Only death could stop me." He walked away leaving her standing there her luggage at her side, watching him leave. "So that's what happened to him. He went into hiding and lived as a Muggle." She thought, a tear ran down her cheek.
Years later when she was feeling alone she could almost feel his hand on her shoulder, or when she needed help in making a choice, she felt like he was there helping her. Of course this was only when Harry couldn't be there for her. 8 years later, on the 14th of July, the presence was dimmed. She cried that night, wondering why she hadn't felt him there. And on that night at 12:00am the presence ceased completely. He would have been 25 in one minutes time. She realized it must have been because of death. Or murder. And hoped that it passed quickly and painlessly for him. She kept the secret to herself, and was a complete wreck for the next month or two.
I remember you
do you remember me too
but on the 14th of July
the smell of roses made her cry
though your going far from home
rest assured your not alone
Cause I would give everything that I own
I'd give you my heart and this skin and these bones
the sun the moon the Earth the sky
I've never even stopped to wonder why
I would do anything
and I would give everything
to be your everything
Seems like such a long long time
since your body crossed my mind
but I think that you should know
it wasn't I who had to go
Cause I would give everything that I own
I'd give you my love and this heart made of stone
the sun the moon the Earth the sky
the motorcycle that I like to ride
I would do anything
and I would give everything
to be your everything
But if ever you should stray
just sing along and I will play
or look into your hands
I'm slipping through them like a tiny grain of sand
I remember you
do you remember me too
seems like such a long long time
since I held you near and called you mine
Cause I would give everything that I own
I'd give you my heart and this skin and these bones
the sun the moon the Earth the sky
a brand new car that you and I could drive
I would do anything
and I would give everything
to be your everything
~~~*FIN*~~~ A/N: ok.. A little more sad maybe. but oh well. that's the alt. Ending.