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(Draco's P.O.V)
I woke up early next morning and all I could think about was Hermione. I got up from my bed opened my door and opened Hermione's door and was lustfully gazed at her. I walked over to her bed and sat down beside her sleeping body. The sun from the window was reflecting on her body and I could see her tanned limbs peering from under the sheets. She was breathing steadily and the sun showed her light brown freckles that were so cute padded on her nose. I leaned in to kiss her cheek but just then I could here a rustle of an owl in the dorm room.
I got up sighing and went to check on the owl, which was carrying a letter from my father; Lucius Malfoy I knew whom it was from because of the Malfoy green ribbon wrapped around it. I opened the letter and read it:
Draco,
I hope Hogwarts is going well for you, because I got a letter from professor McGonagall telling me how poor your transfiguration marks are. Remember you're a Malfoy, failure isn't an option!
- Lucius
A pang of guilt stung my heart. I didn't care about marks, but what would my father think about me in love with a mudblood? He'd probably disown me, or maybe beat me to death. The letter had reminded me that I had never considered my father before in this situation. What would I tell Hermione?
(End of P.O.V)
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(Ron's P.O.V)
I was happily gobbling down my sausages next to Harry when Hermione being the beauty she was She came down to great us with a cheery smile upon her face. Hmm more cheery than usual.
" Good Morning Guys! Have you seen Draco around? I mean. He's got my books!" Hermione loudly announced.
A cross expression came over my face, I could tell. " Malfoy? Why the bloody hell would he have your books!" I replied looking quite pissed.
" Well if your not going to help me I'll find him myself!" She snapped, and ran off in a huff.
Damn. At the rate I'm going at I'll never have her. (End of P.O.V)
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(Hermione's P.O.V)
Later I found Draco In the library reading a book entitled 'Mystics, Legends and Dreams'
I said hello a couple of times but he didn't even acknowledge me. So I bent down and kissed his cheek, that definitely got his attention.
" What in sodding hell do you think your doing?" Was all he could say much to my demise.
"I. Well I- I just wanted to get your attention, that's all" I said in a barely audible voice. I had hoped he would smile, or just look at me, not yell. I couldn't help feel a blush of embarrassment creep over my face. I want him.
" The truth Granger, is that I hate you," My heart froze at that moment. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes and pouring down my cheeks. " Not only are you bossy, annoying and. ugly, but you're a mudblood!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing; it was if my whole life shattered. I couldn't think, everything became hazy, and the only thing I could hear was Draco's voice.
" Oh, and, by the way mudblood, look in the mirror once in a while, if it breaks I'm not surprised."
I ran out of the library fast as I could, I felt as if I was dying inside, I stumbled a bit until I just couldn't take it anymore. I sobbed as hard as I ever did, even more than when my parents left me. I really loved him. Yet, I was still able to move my body forward, I went into the girl's bathroom and looked for the sharpest object I could find.
I punched the mirror in fury. That Meant seven years of bad luck for me, but it wouldn't have mattered, I'm not going to be living anymore, much less seven years. Picking up a piece of the broken edges I began to slice my arms.
(End of P.O.V)
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(Ginny's P.O.V)
It was a normal afternoon and a normal day, with my normal classes that would be starting soon. I was walking down the corridors and I heard someone crying, and it was coming from the girl's washroom, but it didn't sound like moaning Myrtle. No, infact, the voice sounded very familiar. So being the considerate person I am, of course I went to check it out.
Lying in the girl's washroom floor, soaked in her own blood from hacking up her arms was my good friend Hermione. Definitely not normal.
"Hermione!" I screamed, picking her up and cradling her in my arms while she cried. "What on earth have you done to yourself?!?!" But she had fainted from the loss of blood. Sure enough, if I didn't get Her to the hospital wing in time, Hermione would die.
(End of P.O.V)
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(Madam Pomfrey's P.O.V)
"Poor dear, with her arms cut all over, are you sure she fell of broken pieces of glass, Ginny?" I asked.
" Errr. Yes! I am sure. Will she be alright?" The Weasley girl told me.
"Yes, yes. Of course! With magic these cuts will heal in no time. I'd like to keep her here for the rest of the day, she will need it," I concluded.
"Right then," she whispered, while grabbing her red pigtails. "I- I suppose. I should go now!" she grabbed her books and ran out of the hospital wing.
(End of P.O.V) ****** (Back to Ginny's P.O.V)
I was thirty minutes late for potions, shit! Not that that really mattered. I snuck into the back of the class; thank god professor Snape didn't catch me! Or. Did he? I couldn't concentrate on anything through the rest of the day. I was thinking of telling Harry and Ron what had happened, but first I wanted to find out why Hermione resorted to suicide. I made a plan to see her at lunch
***** (At lunch)
" Hermione! You're awake, finally." I spoke with a brief smile.
" Gin. How're you?" Hermione said with a grin that soon faded.
" Hermione. Why did you do that? I was able to lie to Madam Pomfrey for you, but you can't lie to me," I finally said exasperated.
So Hermione spent the rest of the lunch period telling me about how she was desperately in love with Draco Malfoy and how he was repulsed by her mere presence.
(End of P.O.V)
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(Harry's P.O.V)
Ginny just kept on talking and talking, If it wasn't for the fact that the topic was How Hermione had tried to commit suicide he wouldn't had listened at all but by the end of her story we were all shocked, horrified and deeply concerned for their friend. I couldn't even move my mouth, and that damned Malfoy! Probably fucking that Pansy slut right now!
" That fucking bastard!" Ron exclaimed. We were all discussing it in the Gryffindor common room on a sofa by the fireplace, so I'm sure that must have disrupted people. I didn't really care though. I was so angry I had to go after that git Malfoy!
"Harry, where are you going?" A confused Ginny asked.
" Bathroom." Was all I could say
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Seeing that slicked back blond hair I knew exactly what I had to do. I punched him as hard I could square in the jaw. He fell right down, bleeding a little. Then all that time I had been fuming I began to feel a lot more relaxed. I bent down to face him
" Did you know," I began. "That she tried to kill herself". He grimaced a bit, I think he looked absolutely stunned. He couldn't move a muscle.
" Mr.Potter! What have you done?!?!" I heard a smooth voice coming from around the corridor.
Yes, I was in deep trouble. There was nothing I could do to change that either. " I hit him"
" I can see that! You have just lost Gryffindor fifty points, and a detention with me 8 o'clock tonight!"
I don't know what came over me, but I just stopped thinking about Hermione for a moment and worried about my own affairs. Whatever provoked me to do it, I don't know. But my face started to heat up and I knew how red my face must've looked.
(End of P.O.V)
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(Hermione's P.O.V)
"So this is the end" I spoke to myself. "I suppose It doesn't really matter though does it? Nothing does."
Those were my last words. So finally I gathered up my courage and lurched myself off the astronomy tower.
(Draco's P.O.V)
I woke up early next morning and all I could think about was Hermione. I got up from my bed opened my door and opened Hermione's door and was lustfully gazed at her. I walked over to her bed and sat down beside her sleeping body. The sun from the window was reflecting on her body and I could see her tanned limbs peering from under the sheets. She was breathing steadily and the sun showed her light brown freckles that were so cute padded on her nose. I leaned in to kiss her cheek but just then I could here a rustle of an owl in the dorm room.
I got up sighing and went to check on the owl, which was carrying a letter from my father; Lucius Malfoy I knew whom it was from because of the Malfoy green ribbon wrapped around it. I opened the letter and read it:
Draco,
I hope Hogwarts is going well for you, because I got a letter from professor McGonagall telling me how poor your transfiguration marks are. Remember you're a Malfoy, failure isn't an option!
- Lucius
A pang of guilt stung my heart. I didn't care about marks, but what would my father think about me in love with a mudblood? He'd probably disown me, or maybe beat me to death. The letter had reminded me that I had never considered my father before in this situation. What would I tell Hermione?
(End of P.O.V)
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(Ron's P.O.V)
I was happily gobbling down my sausages next to Harry when Hermione being the beauty she was She came down to great us with a cheery smile upon her face. Hmm more cheery than usual.
" Good Morning Guys! Have you seen Draco around? I mean. He's got my books!" Hermione loudly announced.
A cross expression came over my face, I could tell. " Malfoy? Why the bloody hell would he have your books!" I replied looking quite pissed.
" Well if your not going to help me I'll find him myself!" She snapped, and ran off in a huff.
Damn. At the rate I'm going at I'll never have her. (End of P.O.V)
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(Hermione's P.O.V)
Later I found Draco In the library reading a book entitled 'Mystics, Legends and Dreams'
I said hello a couple of times but he didn't even acknowledge me. So I bent down and kissed his cheek, that definitely got his attention.
" What in sodding hell do you think your doing?" Was all he could say much to my demise.
"I. Well I- I just wanted to get your attention, that's all" I said in a barely audible voice. I had hoped he would smile, or just look at me, not yell. I couldn't help feel a blush of embarrassment creep over my face. I want him.
" The truth Granger, is that I hate you," My heart froze at that moment. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes and pouring down my cheeks. " Not only are you bossy, annoying and. ugly, but you're a mudblood!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing; it was if my whole life shattered. I couldn't think, everything became hazy, and the only thing I could hear was Draco's voice.
" Oh, and, by the way mudblood, look in the mirror once in a while, if it breaks I'm not surprised."
I ran out of the library fast as I could, I felt as if I was dying inside, I stumbled a bit until I just couldn't take it anymore. I sobbed as hard as I ever did, even more than when my parents left me. I really loved him. Yet, I was still able to move my body forward, I went into the girl's bathroom and looked for the sharpest object I could find.
I punched the mirror in fury. That Meant seven years of bad luck for me, but it wouldn't have mattered, I'm not going to be living anymore, much less seven years. Picking up a piece of the broken edges I began to slice my arms.
(End of P.O.V)
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(Ginny's P.O.V)
It was a normal afternoon and a normal day, with my normal classes that would be starting soon. I was walking down the corridors and I heard someone crying, and it was coming from the girl's washroom, but it didn't sound like moaning Myrtle. No, infact, the voice sounded very familiar. So being the considerate person I am, of course I went to check it out.
Lying in the girl's washroom floor, soaked in her own blood from hacking up her arms was my good friend Hermione. Definitely not normal.
"Hermione!" I screamed, picking her up and cradling her in my arms while she cried. "What on earth have you done to yourself?!?!" But she had fainted from the loss of blood. Sure enough, if I didn't get Her to the hospital wing in time, Hermione would die.
(End of P.O.V)
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(Madam Pomfrey's P.O.V)
"Poor dear, with her arms cut all over, are you sure she fell of broken pieces of glass, Ginny?" I asked.
" Errr. Yes! I am sure. Will she be alright?" The Weasley girl told me.
"Yes, yes. Of course! With magic these cuts will heal in no time. I'd like to keep her here for the rest of the day, she will need it," I concluded.
"Right then," she whispered, while grabbing her red pigtails. "I- I suppose. I should go now!" she grabbed her books and ran out of the hospital wing.
(End of P.O.V) ****** (Back to Ginny's P.O.V)
I was thirty minutes late for potions, shit! Not that that really mattered. I snuck into the back of the class; thank god professor Snape didn't catch me! Or. Did he? I couldn't concentrate on anything through the rest of the day. I was thinking of telling Harry and Ron what had happened, but first I wanted to find out why Hermione resorted to suicide. I made a plan to see her at lunch
***** (At lunch)
" Hermione! You're awake, finally." I spoke with a brief smile.
" Gin. How're you?" Hermione said with a grin that soon faded.
" Hermione. Why did you do that? I was able to lie to Madam Pomfrey for you, but you can't lie to me," I finally said exasperated.
So Hermione spent the rest of the lunch period telling me about how she was desperately in love with Draco Malfoy and how he was repulsed by her mere presence.
(End of P.O.V)
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(Harry's P.O.V)
Ginny just kept on talking and talking, If it wasn't for the fact that the topic was How Hermione had tried to commit suicide he wouldn't had listened at all but by the end of her story we were all shocked, horrified and deeply concerned for their friend. I couldn't even move my mouth, and that damned Malfoy! Probably fucking that Pansy slut right now!
" That fucking bastard!" Ron exclaimed. We were all discussing it in the Gryffindor common room on a sofa by the fireplace, so I'm sure that must have disrupted people. I didn't really care though. I was so angry I had to go after that git Malfoy!
"Harry, where are you going?" A confused Ginny asked.
" Bathroom." Was all I could say
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Seeing that slicked back blond hair I knew exactly what I had to do. I punched him as hard I could square in the jaw. He fell right down, bleeding a little. Then all that time I had been fuming I began to feel a lot more relaxed. I bent down to face him
" Did you know," I began. "That she tried to kill herself". He grimaced a bit, I think he looked absolutely stunned. He couldn't move a muscle.
" Mr.Potter! What have you done?!?!" I heard a smooth voice coming from around the corridor.
Yes, I was in deep trouble. There was nothing I could do to change that either. " I hit him"
" I can see that! You have just lost Gryffindor fifty points, and a detention with me 8 o'clock tonight!"
I don't know what came over me, but I just stopped thinking about Hermione for a moment and worried about my own affairs. Whatever provoked me to do it, I don't know. But my face started to heat up and I knew how red my face must've looked.
(End of P.O.V)
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(Hermione's P.O.V)
"So this is the end" I spoke to myself. "I suppose It doesn't really matter though does it? Nothing does."
Those were my last words. So finally I gathered up my courage and lurched myself off the astronomy tower.