~Chapter Nine- Secrets Revealed~
"When's the dance?"
"2 weeks or so."
"Who are you going with?"
"I don't know, what about you?"
The dance was sweeping over the whole school; there was barely anyone that wasn't infected with the talk.
Hermione however didn't.
She was worried. At the dance, people are going to stare, Slytherin and Gryffindor? How could they be, especially such enemies.
She stood up to leave the library.
~*~
It was nothing really, just a block of marble carved to give it a round appearance, with a few wild flowers here and there.
But to Hermione it was everything.
She stretched out her hand to touch the inscriptions on it, her hand felt eerily. As her hands passed the words "Harry Potter" she quickly pulled away.
She brought from behind her back a bunch of lilies and placed it among the others. She stood up again and tears dropped down her face.
"So much has happened since you're gone," she said, "good and bad. But I don't know what to do anymore. Where you used to be there is a huge gap and I don't think it can be replaced again."
The wind blew across her face, almost replying.
~*~
Draco walked quickly across the school grounds, to a part he wasn't expected; yet it's the pace he most wanted to go to.
He didn't know why.
But as he pushed away at an overhanging branch, he was surprised to see a silent figure already standing there. Weeping to the ground.
~*~
"Hi Hermione! No too casual."
"Hey babe! No, too weird."
"Hey 'Mione! No, too friendly."
Ron walked around, clutching some roses in his hands, thinking about what to say. After a few attempts he decided to stick with "Hi 'Mione."
He breathed, "Wish me luck Harry" and walked out.
~*~
Hermione felt a hand on her shoulder; she reached up her hands to feel the warmth of it.
"Harry?" she asked to no one, but as she spun around she came face to face with the person she least expected.
"It's okay Hermione," Draco reached forward and pulled her close.
"Oh Draco," Hermione sobbed into his school robes, the smells of him filling her, she drew him closer.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"The same reason you come here," Draco replied, stroking her hair.
"But what about him being your enemy?" Hermione slowly pulled away and looked into his eyes.
"When you are there when someone dies, no matter who it is, you seem to share a bond with them," Draco said.
"Do you believe everything's supposed to happen for a reason?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, no matter good or bad, but we can't look back," Draco said.
"You sure have changed," Hermione said, "and I like it."
Draco smiled and put his arm around her, drawing her close, he leant in to kiss her.
~*~
Ron stared in amazement; he dropped the flowers he was carrying.
No, no, no, this couldn't be happening, Hermione and Draco? He didn't know how to feel. Unrequited Love was hard to grasp.
But the strange thing is, he thought, she was kissing him back, all that rehearsing about what to say to her, it was all a waste, he angrily threw the flowers away.
She loved him the whole time.
~*~*~*~
A/N thnx a bil to Julie for lending me her pen to write dis ! . plz review!
"When's the dance?"
"2 weeks or so."
"Who are you going with?"
"I don't know, what about you?"
The dance was sweeping over the whole school; there was barely anyone that wasn't infected with the talk.
Hermione however didn't.
She was worried. At the dance, people are going to stare, Slytherin and Gryffindor? How could they be, especially such enemies.
She stood up to leave the library.
~*~
It was nothing really, just a block of marble carved to give it a round appearance, with a few wild flowers here and there.
But to Hermione it was everything.
She stretched out her hand to touch the inscriptions on it, her hand felt eerily. As her hands passed the words "Harry Potter" she quickly pulled away.
She brought from behind her back a bunch of lilies and placed it among the others. She stood up again and tears dropped down her face.
"So much has happened since you're gone," she said, "good and bad. But I don't know what to do anymore. Where you used to be there is a huge gap and I don't think it can be replaced again."
The wind blew across her face, almost replying.
~*~
Draco walked quickly across the school grounds, to a part he wasn't expected; yet it's the pace he most wanted to go to.
He didn't know why.
But as he pushed away at an overhanging branch, he was surprised to see a silent figure already standing there. Weeping to the ground.
~*~
"Hi Hermione! No too casual."
"Hey babe! No, too weird."
"Hey 'Mione! No, too friendly."
Ron walked around, clutching some roses in his hands, thinking about what to say. After a few attempts he decided to stick with "Hi 'Mione."
He breathed, "Wish me luck Harry" and walked out.
~*~
Hermione felt a hand on her shoulder; she reached up her hands to feel the warmth of it.
"Harry?" she asked to no one, but as she spun around she came face to face with the person she least expected.
"It's okay Hermione," Draco reached forward and pulled her close.
"Oh Draco," Hermione sobbed into his school robes, the smells of him filling her, she drew him closer.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"The same reason you come here," Draco replied, stroking her hair.
"But what about him being your enemy?" Hermione slowly pulled away and looked into his eyes.
"When you are there when someone dies, no matter who it is, you seem to share a bond with them," Draco said.
"Do you believe everything's supposed to happen for a reason?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, no matter good or bad, but we can't look back," Draco said.
"You sure have changed," Hermione said, "and I like it."
Draco smiled and put his arm around her, drawing her close, he leant in to kiss her.
~*~
Ron stared in amazement; he dropped the flowers he was carrying.
No, no, no, this couldn't be happening, Hermione and Draco? He didn't know how to feel. Unrequited Love was hard to grasp.
But the strange thing is, he thought, she was kissing him back, all that rehearsing about what to say to her, it was all a waste, he angrily threw the flowers away.
She loved him the whole time.
~*~*~*~
A/N thnx a bil to Julie for lending me her pen to write dis ! . plz review!