Forgiveness
Draco was only half paralyzed now. It's been about a day and a half. His sister Marika has stayed by his side the whole time.
"Draco," she started getting up, "I'm going to get food."
Just as she went out whom was to be standing there but Harry Potter.
"What are you doing here," she snapped at him.
"I. I just came to." he tried to explain.
"Came to what . Kill him? Finish him off," she said agrivated.
"No not at all, your completely wrong,"
"I doubt I'm wrong Potter. You've always wanted the worst for him!"
"But I."
Marika got so mad that she shouted, "But nothing," and bitch slapped him right across the face. And with that she left.
He got up and rubbed his face, reached for the door but then turned around and walked the other way in a big hurry.
"Hermoine," Harry asked walking into the librairy.
"Hermoine," he said again taking a seat beside her.
She looked up at him and smiled.
"I'm concerned about Draco," he admitted a little ashamed.
"why's that," she looked at him funny kind of giggling, "because it's your first time knocking someone off their broom and it so happened to be Malfoy?"
"Well Hermoine not really. I don't know much about Malfoy but I know that he's strong enough to withstand that. I mean I've done it before.And when I hit him the first time even though he tried to hide it. he. he was crying. I've never seen him cry."
"Well that would of looked great on him," Hermoine laughed.
"No. listen I saw it. When he was laying on the ground after he fell. His arms were all bruised as well as his side and his leg. and his thigh had gashes on them as though he was whipped and beaten. And before the game started he told me that I was better than him and loved and to stop rubbing that all in."
She looks at him in a slight shock, "What is that suppose to mean?"
"I don't know but it means something; may even explain why he acts the way he does. This accident has completely changed the way I look at him," he replied.
Finally Marika returned with Dori. Dori smiled at him and stroked his hair; asleep like the winter's child. She looked up at Marika with a tear.
"Can you keep a secret," she asked
"Of coarse I can," Marika smiled.
"It's about Draco," she started, "I." a single tear rolled down her face, "I am so in love with him; so in love it hurts."
Marika looked at Dori, "I have a feeling he feel's the same way."
Dori laughed, "Draco? Like me? There's so meny beautiful women in hogwarts that love him, want him, would do anything to be with him. Like Maylee. she's so much better than I."
"But that's his opinion isn't it," Marika smiled brightly, "deep down inside he's far from the rude, sarcastic person we've came to know. He too has emotions. he just hides them. But one day the perfect person will come along and will be the key to unlocking his soft side."
Draco was only half paralyzed now. It's been about a day and a half. His sister Marika has stayed by his side the whole time.
"Draco," she started getting up, "I'm going to get food."
Just as she went out whom was to be standing there but Harry Potter.
"What are you doing here," she snapped at him.
"I. I just came to." he tried to explain.
"Came to what . Kill him? Finish him off," she said agrivated.
"No not at all, your completely wrong,"
"I doubt I'm wrong Potter. You've always wanted the worst for him!"
"But I."
Marika got so mad that she shouted, "But nothing," and bitch slapped him right across the face. And with that she left.
He got up and rubbed his face, reached for the door but then turned around and walked the other way in a big hurry.
"Hermoine," Harry asked walking into the librairy.
"Hermoine," he said again taking a seat beside her.
She looked up at him and smiled.
"I'm concerned about Draco," he admitted a little ashamed.
"why's that," she looked at him funny kind of giggling, "because it's your first time knocking someone off their broom and it so happened to be Malfoy?"
"Well Hermoine not really. I don't know much about Malfoy but I know that he's strong enough to withstand that. I mean I've done it before.And when I hit him the first time even though he tried to hide it. he. he was crying. I've never seen him cry."
"Well that would of looked great on him," Hermoine laughed.
"No. listen I saw it. When he was laying on the ground after he fell. His arms were all bruised as well as his side and his leg. and his thigh had gashes on them as though he was whipped and beaten. And before the game started he told me that I was better than him and loved and to stop rubbing that all in."
She looks at him in a slight shock, "What is that suppose to mean?"
"I don't know but it means something; may even explain why he acts the way he does. This accident has completely changed the way I look at him," he replied.
Finally Marika returned with Dori. Dori smiled at him and stroked his hair; asleep like the winter's child. She looked up at Marika with a tear.
"Can you keep a secret," she asked
"Of coarse I can," Marika smiled.
"It's about Draco," she started, "I." a single tear rolled down her face, "I am so in love with him; so in love it hurts."
Marika looked at Dori, "I have a feeling he feel's the same way."
Dori laughed, "Draco? Like me? There's so meny beautiful women in hogwarts that love him, want him, would do anything to be with him. Like Maylee. she's so much better than I."
"But that's his opinion isn't it," Marika smiled brightly, "deep down inside he's far from the rude, sarcastic person we've came to know. He too has emotions. he just hides them. But one day the perfect person will come along and will be the key to unlocking his soft side."