A/N: I know it's been a while, but one thing led to another and I just
stopped updating. This is the last chapter for this story. I hope you like
it.
I learned after my first week of classes that Hogwarts was much more challenging than Beauxbatons. The classes were harder, but I still managed to make top marks. I found it rather enjoyable.
I liked most of my teachers, but I couldn't stand Professor Trelawny. That woman was insane, and she hated me. I think it had something to do with her overhearing me tell Harry and Ron that Divination was a load of dragon dung. She told me that I didn't have to take the class, but I was not one to quit something just because I didn't get along with the instructor. If I did then I would have quit my family by the time I turned five years old.
I still stayed friends with my friends in Slytherin, but when I wasn't with them I was hanging out with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Hermione was like the Eponine of Gryffindor to me. We shared similar interests, and we studied together often.
One Saturday night I invited Eponine and Hermione to spend the night with me. I was setting everything up in the common room when Draco came down the steps from his room carrying a bag.
"Thanks again for letting me have the place tonight." I said.
"Sure. Who's coming again?" He asked.
"Eponine and Hermione."
"Granger?! That stupid mudblood!"
I stood up, walked over to him, and slapped him hard across his clean face. It was bad enough that he used that word, but he was referring to one of my best friends. I was the type of friend who stood up for her friends. Eponine and I had each other's backs, and I was now watching out for Hermione as well.
"Don't you dare use that word about my friend or in my presence! Don't use words that you don't even know the pain behind! That's one of your father's words, and I know it is!" I yelled.
"Don't slap me again." He said through gritted teeth.
"If you use that word again I will. That's something you're going to have to learn about me, Draco. I don't tolerate filth such as that. You're father isn't here to hear you say that. I know you don't want to use that word so don't!"
"I don't need to be lectured by you. If you feel so strongly about it then I won't use that word anymore. But if you slap me again then I can promise now that you will regret it."
"You wouldn't dare hit a woman."
"No, but I would curse one."
He walked to the portrait and opened it.
"Funny." I said.
"What?"
"That's exactly what your father would do."
He glared at me and left. He knew that I had won that battle, but he wasn't about to admit it. I smiled gloriously and continued to get everything ready for Eponine and Hermione. It pained me to hit him, but I couldn't let him know my true feelings for him. I had to act as normal as possible.
Once Eponine and Hermione arrived we sat in the common room and talked all night. I was so happy that Eponine and Hermione hit it off so well. I knew that if I got along with Hermione then Eponine would too. We told Hermione all of our secrets, and she told us hers. She told us how she didn't get along with the other two Gryffindor girls in our year, but she was good friends with Ron's little sister Ginny.
I hadn't met Ginny yet, but Hermione said she would introduce her to Eponine and me the next day. Hermione was such a brilliant girl who knew how to have a good time. Well, a good time in our standards.
Eponine and I agreed to tell her about Operation America. She understood our situation completely, and she said that if she were being forced to marry Draco then she would do the same.
About a week later I got a letter from Mother. She was happy that I was in Gryffindor. That was the house that she was in when she went to Hogwarts. Father however, was furious that I wasn't in Slytherin. I was satisfied that even when I wasn't at home I was still able to infuriate him.
When Christmas came I refused to go home. Since I was staying for break Lucius made Draco stay as well. He had no complaints, because he didn't want to spend Christmas with his father either.
It was funny to think that Draco and I had been engaged since the previous summer, and the only time we kissed was that one time in front of our parents. I didn't mind though. I knew if we kissed then it would make me want to stay even more. I wasn't about to give up my dreams for some guy.
By March I was able to get him to soften up and even smile. I melted every time he smiled. I was falling for him even more, and I couldn't stop thinking about him. I didn't tell anyone how I felt. Not even Eponine. I was determined to make it to America.
The night before graduation I received my plane ticket from Mother. Eponine got hers as well, but she still wasn't sure what she wanted. She and Blaise were madly in love, or at least what my vision of love had always been. I knew deep down that her decision would be to stay with him.
We boarded the Hogwarts Express, and Mother told Father that Eponine and I were coming home with Blaise and Draco. Draco was also under the impression that he was bringing me home, so I knew I would have to escape him once we got to the train station.
Right before we arrived I pulled Eponine into a private compartment, and I told her that it was fine with me if she stayed with Blaise. She thanked me, and we hugged each other for the last time. We were both crying hysterically.
I had never been away from Eponine like this. I didn't know how I was going to make it without her. I was strong so I just had to trust my instincts. With one last hug goodbye I walked to the front of the train and stood in front of the door. I was going to run.
The instant the train rolled into the station I opened the door and ran. It must have been a funny sight to see the Head Girl of Hogwarts darting off of the train. I ran through the sea of parents and left my luggage. It wasn't important. What was important was that I escaped.
I ran out of the train station and jumped into a taxi that was waiting for me. I told the driver to go to the airport. Once I got to the airport I paid the driver with muggle money Mother had sent me.
I was on the plane, and I was almost home free. In a matter of minutes I would be on my way to New York City and begin my career in show business. I was very nervous, and the fact that I had never been on an airplane before didn't help.
However, that didn't mater. What mattered was that I was following my dream. There was nothing anyone could do or say to make me stay. I was going to America, and there wasn't a force in the world that could keep me where I was.
I closed my eyes to try and fall asleep. I kept thinking about Draco, and how much I cared for him. Why couldn't I stop thinking about him? I tried to forget about him and sleep, but after a good long while I was still awake thanks to love.
I felt someone sit down in Eponine's seat. It couldn't be her. She was staying with Blaise. I felt the person lean over and whisper in my ear.
"Do you believe in love?" A familiar voice asked.
My eyes shot open. It couldn't be! Not Draco. How did he know? I turned my head, and sure enough, it was him.
"Draco? What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Answer the question."
"Yes. How did you know?"
"Eponine told me. I had to squeeze it out of her of course."
"But why?"
He grabbed my left hand and rubbed my engagement ring. Then he looked into my eyes.
"Because I love you." He said.
It was then when we finally kissed on our own free will. All I can say is God bless the French! I was in love with Draco, he was in love with me, and we were escaping together.
A/N: So that's the end. I hope you enjoyed it. It was a sucky ending I know, but if you would like to see I sequel then review and let me know.
I learned after my first week of classes that Hogwarts was much more challenging than Beauxbatons. The classes were harder, but I still managed to make top marks. I found it rather enjoyable.
I liked most of my teachers, but I couldn't stand Professor Trelawny. That woman was insane, and she hated me. I think it had something to do with her overhearing me tell Harry and Ron that Divination was a load of dragon dung. She told me that I didn't have to take the class, but I was not one to quit something just because I didn't get along with the instructor. If I did then I would have quit my family by the time I turned five years old.
I still stayed friends with my friends in Slytherin, but when I wasn't with them I was hanging out with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Hermione was like the Eponine of Gryffindor to me. We shared similar interests, and we studied together often.
One Saturday night I invited Eponine and Hermione to spend the night with me. I was setting everything up in the common room when Draco came down the steps from his room carrying a bag.
"Thanks again for letting me have the place tonight." I said.
"Sure. Who's coming again?" He asked.
"Eponine and Hermione."
"Granger?! That stupid mudblood!"
I stood up, walked over to him, and slapped him hard across his clean face. It was bad enough that he used that word, but he was referring to one of my best friends. I was the type of friend who stood up for her friends. Eponine and I had each other's backs, and I was now watching out for Hermione as well.
"Don't you dare use that word about my friend or in my presence! Don't use words that you don't even know the pain behind! That's one of your father's words, and I know it is!" I yelled.
"Don't slap me again." He said through gritted teeth.
"If you use that word again I will. That's something you're going to have to learn about me, Draco. I don't tolerate filth such as that. You're father isn't here to hear you say that. I know you don't want to use that word so don't!"
"I don't need to be lectured by you. If you feel so strongly about it then I won't use that word anymore. But if you slap me again then I can promise now that you will regret it."
"You wouldn't dare hit a woman."
"No, but I would curse one."
He walked to the portrait and opened it.
"Funny." I said.
"What?"
"That's exactly what your father would do."
He glared at me and left. He knew that I had won that battle, but he wasn't about to admit it. I smiled gloriously and continued to get everything ready for Eponine and Hermione. It pained me to hit him, but I couldn't let him know my true feelings for him. I had to act as normal as possible.
Once Eponine and Hermione arrived we sat in the common room and talked all night. I was so happy that Eponine and Hermione hit it off so well. I knew that if I got along with Hermione then Eponine would too. We told Hermione all of our secrets, and she told us hers. She told us how she didn't get along with the other two Gryffindor girls in our year, but she was good friends with Ron's little sister Ginny.
I hadn't met Ginny yet, but Hermione said she would introduce her to Eponine and me the next day. Hermione was such a brilliant girl who knew how to have a good time. Well, a good time in our standards.
Eponine and I agreed to tell her about Operation America. She understood our situation completely, and she said that if she were being forced to marry Draco then she would do the same.
About a week later I got a letter from Mother. She was happy that I was in Gryffindor. That was the house that she was in when she went to Hogwarts. Father however, was furious that I wasn't in Slytherin. I was satisfied that even when I wasn't at home I was still able to infuriate him.
When Christmas came I refused to go home. Since I was staying for break Lucius made Draco stay as well. He had no complaints, because he didn't want to spend Christmas with his father either.
It was funny to think that Draco and I had been engaged since the previous summer, and the only time we kissed was that one time in front of our parents. I didn't mind though. I knew if we kissed then it would make me want to stay even more. I wasn't about to give up my dreams for some guy.
By March I was able to get him to soften up and even smile. I melted every time he smiled. I was falling for him even more, and I couldn't stop thinking about him. I didn't tell anyone how I felt. Not even Eponine. I was determined to make it to America.
The night before graduation I received my plane ticket from Mother. Eponine got hers as well, but she still wasn't sure what she wanted. She and Blaise were madly in love, or at least what my vision of love had always been. I knew deep down that her decision would be to stay with him.
We boarded the Hogwarts Express, and Mother told Father that Eponine and I were coming home with Blaise and Draco. Draco was also under the impression that he was bringing me home, so I knew I would have to escape him once we got to the train station.
Right before we arrived I pulled Eponine into a private compartment, and I told her that it was fine with me if she stayed with Blaise. She thanked me, and we hugged each other for the last time. We were both crying hysterically.
I had never been away from Eponine like this. I didn't know how I was going to make it without her. I was strong so I just had to trust my instincts. With one last hug goodbye I walked to the front of the train and stood in front of the door. I was going to run.
The instant the train rolled into the station I opened the door and ran. It must have been a funny sight to see the Head Girl of Hogwarts darting off of the train. I ran through the sea of parents and left my luggage. It wasn't important. What was important was that I escaped.
I ran out of the train station and jumped into a taxi that was waiting for me. I told the driver to go to the airport. Once I got to the airport I paid the driver with muggle money Mother had sent me.
I was on the plane, and I was almost home free. In a matter of minutes I would be on my way to New York City and begin my career in show business. I was very nervous, and the fact that I had never been on an airplane before didn't help.
However, that didn't mater. What mattered was that I was following my dream. There was nothing anyone could do or say to make me stay. I was going to America, and there wasn't a force in the world that could keep me where I was.
I closed my eyes to try and fall asleep. I kept thinking about Draco, and how much I cared for him. Why couldn't I stop thinking about him? I tried to forget about him and sleep, but after a good long while I was still awake thanks to love.
I felt someone sit down in Eponine's seat. It couldn't be her. She was staying with Blaise. I felt the person lean over and whisper in my ear.
"Do you believe in love?" A familiar voice asked.
My eyes shot open. It couldn't be! Not Draco. How did he know? I turned my head, and sure enough, it was him.
"Draco? What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Answer the question."
"Yes. How did you know?"
"Eponine told me. I had to squeeze it out of her of course."
"But why?"
He grabbed my left hand and rubbed my engagement ring. Then he looked into my eyes.
"Because I love you." He said.
It was then when we finally kissed on our own free will. All I can say is God bless the French! I was in love with Draco, he was in love with me, and we were escaping together.
A/N: So that's the end. I hope you enjoyed it. It was a sucky ending I know, but if you would like to see I sequel then review and let me know.
