"Break me, Shake me"
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A/N: Pain.. x_x; Ow.. Blah. Thanks for the reviews from last chapter. Lol, I really liked them. ^^ And Hermione WAS stupid to chose Harry and Ron over Draco. O_O; But.. we'll see what happens between them. :B
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She could feel his eyes looking straight through her during class that day - Potions, of course. Harry and Ron had lightened up on her somewhat, not really ignoring her, yet not really speaking to her as much either. 'It'll take time for everything to go back to normal..' she thought as her fingers clutched the quill in her hand making her knuckles go a small shade of white. Then again, what was normal? Her seventh year was almost over and absolutely nothing had been normal since the first day back. With the two Head's realizing their feelings for one another, Ron catching them in the act (or partly), then having the cold shoulder given to her. It wasn't normal. But then again, she never thought this would ever happen. But it did.
And here they were. In Potions class once more. Him staring at her - trying to get her to look back - both their minds filling with the same questions that needed answering.
Why them? Why did she choose the trio over him? How did all this come to be, actually? How did two people who were sworn to hate each other for so many years just end up in each other's arms? Even she didn't know the answer to that.
But she did know that even if she had feelings for Malfoy, it would never work out. Sure, they had one or two good times together, and exchanged whispers and promises during the days and nights they spent together, but it had to stop - but neither was willing. And neither wanted it to. But Hermione knew it had to. And so she had ended it, breaking his heart into a million pieces and crushing her pride.
The same thing ran through her mind the entire class, even as she tried to focus on her work (with no such luck).
'Would it have really worked out? Maybe he really might be the one?'
But the constant looks from Ron and Harry made her think it wasn't possible. Hermione was relived when the class was over, though and it was time for a break before lunch. Rushing through the crowd of seventh years, she was stopped by her friends with a quizzical look on their faces. "Where are you going so fast, Hermione? Aren't you gonna go to the Gryffindor common room with us?" Ron asked, a look of hurt in his eyes.
Shaking her head lightly, the girl looked up to them and sighed. "No, Ron. I don't think I will.. I'm not feeling too well right now, and there's a lot going on right now that I need to think about. I'll be down at lunch though." And with that she turned around and started making her way up the stairs towards the Head's dorms - the staircase where they had been caught. Blue and emerald hues watched her climb the stairs, a blank look on both their faces. Memories came flooding back to her as cinnamon eyes started to well up with tears and pale hands started to give way from the sudden weight of the books in hand.
The two boys ran up to her, trying to help her stand and calm her tears. Then a flash on blonde came around the corner. They all knew who it was. He stopped dead in his tracks and just stared before him. She was crying? About what had happened this morning, perhaps? Or all the confusion that was going on? The bloody and pierced heart that belonged to him was now overcome with.. hate? Anger? Rage? Sorrow, even? All for the girl who had broken his heart? A small part of him wanted to throw Weasel and Potty away, just to hold her and tell her everything would be alright and they would be alright. But his anger and sadness had gotten the best of him, as he made his way over to them.
"Crying are you, Granger?"
'Wait a minute..' she thought. 'He called me Granger.. he hasn't called me that for.. I don't know how long..' she looked up to meet his eyes, a tint of fear creeping up in hers as she saw the rage and hurt gleaming through the blue orbs. Trying to speak to him, the only thing she managed to get out was:
"You care why?" Sad, yes. She knew. But right now she didn't need the old Malfoy taunting her for crying and knowing he was part of the cause.
And for the first time in a long time - his famous smirk was back, crossing his lips. Glancing on either side on her, Hermione saw the same hate and anger filling Ron and Harry's eyes. They were the first to speak.
"Get away Malfoy."
"No, I don't think I will, actually. I was just trying to get to my room before lunch but then I come and see a crying Mudblood, with her two boyfriends to help her along the way." At the word 'Mudblood', she froze. Had he really just called her that? Had he really changed that much in such little time? Or was it the pride and maliciousness overtaking him once more, telling him to be the cold heartless bastard he always had been?
'Not always..' she thought before speaking up again - this time to Ron and Harry. "It's alright Harry.. Ron.." Hermione started. "I'll be fine.. I'm okay now. I'll just go upstairs and come back down when lunch starts up, okay?" A fake smile crossed her lips. They were skeptical about the idea of leaving her and Malfoy together again, even though he had just insulted her and seemed to be back to 'normal', but finally nodded slightly and moved so Draco could pass. Once he was around the corner heading towards the dorm, Ron leaned over slightly wiping a small tear away from her cheek.
"'Mione, sorry if we ever treated you like shit.. actually, I know we did.. but we thought it was for the best.. Don't hate us.. We're just trying to look out for you." The words were comforting to her but only for so long. Another small smile came over her, as she nodded and started to walk up the stairs again blocking out the images of her and Malfoy together, as she looked to Ron.
"I know. Thank you.." was all she said before turning back around and making her way around the corner only to bump into something solid and fall to the ground..
"Malfoy? What are you doing here? I thought you would be in the room by now?!"
"So it's back to Malfoy, is it?" Another smirk.
"You called me Granger. It's only fair." Hermione's small steps could be heard walking away from him, but he caught up to her grabbing her wrist again, turning her around once more.
"What do you want?" was all she said, as they stared at each other for a few minutes. The same questions came to both their minds that they wanted answers to. 'Now or never' Draco thought, letting the grip on her wrist go loose.
"Why did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"You know what. Why?"
Silence for a few minutes. She was staring at the floor as if to decided why before speaking again. "I already told you. They're all I have. They're all I ever will have. They mean the world to me."
He was the silent one now. "And I didn't..?" his voice was low as he spoke.
"I don't know anymore. What we had is over with. It's gone."
"But just this morning we were all over each other, Hermione! How can your feelings change for someone that fast??" The hurt was creeping back into his voice again. He continued, looking away from her.
"You did something to me, Hermione. I've already told you that. I don't know what and I don't think I ever will know. But you're the one I hated for so many years, and you're the one I've loved for this year. I still love you. And I think you still love me.. You're just too confused to realize it. You want Potter and Weasley's friendship on one hand, yet you want me also - and you can't choose." Looking back, he saw she was teary- eyed again. Making his way over to her, he brushed a small strand of her hair away from her face. "You have to choose."
Her eyes darted up to him, a frown on her face as tear-stained cheeks glistened in the firelight. "I've already chosen, Draco.. and I stand by it.. It just can't be.. I'm sorry." The girl made her way through the portrait hole and into her room, leaving Draco even more heartbroken and hurt than before.
"This isn't the end of this, Hermione.." he whispered before slowly descending down the staircase again towards the Great Hall for lunch.
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A/N: Yay. It sucks. o_o; Whoo.. Check back soon for updates. :B Read and review. 33 Thanks again. :D
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A/N: Pain.. x_x; Ow.. Blah. Thanks for the reviews from last chapter. Lol, I really liked them. ^^ And Hermione WAS stupid to chose Harry and Ron over Draco. O_O; But.. we'll see what happens between them. :B
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She could feel his eyes looking straight through her during class that day - Potions, of course. Harry and Ron had lightened up on her somewhat, not really ignoring her, yet not really speaking to her as much either. 'It'll take time for everything to go back to normal..' she thought as her fingers clutched the quill in her hand making her knuckles go a small shade of white. Then again, what was normal? Her seventh year was almost over and absolutely nothing had been normal since the first day back. With the two Head's realizing their feelings for one another, Ron catching them in the act (or partly), then having the cold shoulder given to her. It wasn't normal. But then again, she never thought this would ever happen. But it did.
And here they were. In Potions class once more. Him staring at her - trying to get her to look back - both their minds filling with the same questions that needed answering.
Why them? Why did she choose the trio over him? How did all this come to be, actually? How did two people who were sworn to hate each other for so many years just end up in each other's arms? Even she didn't know the answer to that.
But she did know that even if she had feelings for Malfoy, it would never work out. Sure, they had one or two good times together, and exchanged whispers and promises during the days and nights they spent together, but it had to stop - but neither was willing. And neither wanted it to. But Hermione knew it had to. And so she had ended it, breaking his heart into a million pieces and crushing her pride.
The same thing ran through her mind the entire class, even as she tried to focus on her work (with no such luck).
'Would it have really worked out? Maybe he really might be the one?'
But the constant looks from Ron and Harry made her think it wasn't possible. Hermione was relived when the class was over, though and it was time for a break before lunch. Rushing through the crowd of seventh years, she was stopped by her friends with a quizzical look on their faces. "Where are you going so fast, Hermione? Aren't you gonna go to the Gryffindor common room with us?" Ron asked, a look of hurt in his eyes.
Shaking her head lightly, the girl looked up to them and sighed. "No, Ron. I don't think I will.. I'm not feeling too well right now, and there's a lot going on right now that I need to think about. I'll be down at lunch though." And with that she turned around and started making her way up the stairs towards the Head's dorms - the staircase where they had been caught. Blue and emerald hues watched her climb the stairs, a blank look on both their faces. Memories came flooding back to her as cinnamon eyes started to well up with tears and pale hands started to give way from the sudden weight of the books in hand.
The two boys ran up to her, trying to help her stand and calm her tears. Then a flash on blonde came around the corner. They all knew who it was. He stopped dead in his tracks and just stared before him. She was crying? About what had happened this morning, perhaps? Or all the confusion that was going on? The bloody and pierced heart that belonged to him was now overcome with.. hate? Anger? Rage? Sorrow, even? All for the girl who had broken his heart? A small part of him wanted to throw Weasel and Potty away, just to hold her and tell her everything would be alright and they would be alright. But his anger and sadness had gotten the best of him, as he made his way over to them.
"Crying are you, Granger?"
'Wait a minute..' she thought. 'He called me Granger.. he hasn't called me that for.. I don't know how long..' she looked up to meet his eyes, a tint of fear creeping up in hers as she saw the rage and hurt gleaming through the blue orbs. Trying to speak to him, the only thing she managed to get out was:
"You care why?" Sad, yes. She knew. But right now she didn't need the old Malfoy taunting her for crying and knowing he was part of the cause.
And for the first time in a long time - his famous smirk was back, crossing his lips. Glancing on either side on her, Hermione saw the same hate and anger filling Ron and Harry's eyes. They were the first to speak.
"Get away Malfoy."
"No, I don't think I will, actually. I was just trying to get to my room before lunch but then I come and see a crying Mudblood, with her two boyfriends to help her along the way." At the word 'Mudblood', she froze. Had he really just called her that? Had he really changed that much in such little time? Or was it the pride and maliciousness overtaking him once more, telling him to be the cold heartless bastard he always had been?
'Not always..' she thought before speaking up again - this time to Ron and Harry. "It's alright Harry.. Ron.." Hermione started. "I'll be fine.. I'm okay now. I'll just go upstairs and come back down when lunch starts up, okay?" A fake smile crossed her lips. They were skeptical about the idea of leaving her and Malfoy together again, even though he had just insulted her and seemed to be back to 'normal', but finally nodded slightly and moved so Draco could pass. Once he was around the corner heading towards the dorm, Ron leaned over slightly wiping a small tear away from her cheek.
"'Mione, sorry if we ever treated you like shit.. actually, I know we did.. but we thought it was for the best.. Don't hate us.. We're just trying to look out for you." The words were comforting to her but only for so long. Another small smile came over her, as she nodded and started to walk up the stairs again blocking out the images of her and Malfoy together, as she looked to Ron.
"I know. Thank you.." was all she said before turning back around and making her way around the corner only to bump into something solid and fall to the ground..
"Malfoy? What are you doing here? I thought you would be in the room by now?!"
"So it's back to Malfoy, is it?" Another smirk.
"You called me Granger. It's only fair." Hermione's small steps could be heard walking away from him, but he caught up to her grabbing her wrist again, turning her around once more.
"What do you want?" was all she said, as they stared at each other for a few minutes. The same questions came to both their minds that they wanted answers to. 'Now or never' Draco thought, letting the grip on her wrist go loose.
"Why did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"You know what. Why?"
Silence for a few minutes. She was staring at the floor as if to decided why before speaking again. "I already told you. They're all I have. They're all I ever will have. They mean the world to me."
He was the silent one now. "And I didn't..?" his voice was low as he spoke.
"I don't know anymore. What we had is over with. It's gone."
"But just this morning we were all over each other, Hermione! How can your feelings change for someone that fast??" The hurt was creeping back into his voice again. He continued, looking away from her.
"You did something to me, Hermione. I've already told you that. I don't know what and I don't think I ever will know. But you're the one I hated for so many years, and you're the one I've loved for this year. I still love you. And I think you still love me.. You're just too confused to realize it. You want Potter and Weasley's friendship on one hand, yet you want me also - and you can't choose." Looking back, he saw she was teary- eyed again. Making his way over to her, he brushed a small strand of her hair away from her face. "You have to choose."
Her eyes darted up to him, a frown on her face as tear-stained cheeks glistened in the firelight. "I've already chosen, Draco.. and I stand by it.. It just can't be.. I'm sorry." The girl made her way through the portrait hole and into her room, leaving Draco even more heartbroken and hurt than before.
"This isn't the end of this, Hermione.." he whispered before slowly descending down the staircase again towards the Great Hall for lunch.
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A/N: Yay. It sucks. o_o; Whoo.. Check back soon for updates. :B Read and review. 33 Thanks again. :D
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