"Delusional I believed I could cure it all for you dear Coax a trick or drive or drag the demons from you. Make it right for you sleeping beauty truly Or I could magically heal you."
~A Perfect Circle
"When I look right through I see you naked but oblivious And you don't see me.. Here I am expecting just a little bit, a little too much from the wounded."
~A Perfect Circle
(A/N: This is where it gets ugly.)
Draco woke up to find his faithful bird sitting on his chest. Draco took the parchment attached to its leg and pet him while unraveling the note.
iDraco- I have received a letter from Pansy Parkinson saying that you are involved with that filthy mudblood Granger. I am warning you now, if you do not end this there will be horrible consequences. You don't want to know all the horrible things I could do to you boy. But if you want a little taste say this- Crucio/i
Draco said the word outloud and doubled over. His body twitching in pain. He felt his limbs twitching. After several minutes the throbbing was less and Draco finished the letter.
iThat was just a mild version. But you keep this up son and there won't be anything left of you. Ask the Longbottoms. They're in St. Mungo's./i
He stood up and stumbled towards his desk. He wrote a short note to Hermione.
iThis isn't working. I was wrong about what I said. I don't love you and I never could. It's over./i
He wanted to call her the horrible names he used to but Draco just couldn't go that far. He gave the parchment to his bird and dressed quickly.
* * * *
(A/N: The beginning is Hermione's POV but it switches to Draco's after the first paragraph... hope it's not too confusing) Hermione saw Draco's bird flying towards her in the corridor and caught it quickly. She took off the note and read it to herself while Ron and Harry spoke with each other. Hermione looked on the back of the note, looking for something saying it wasn't true. Tears filled her eyes and she stormed off to the girl's lavatory.
Meanwhile Draco was being smothered by Pansy once again. She'd somehow already found out that it was over between him and Hermione. He walked down the hall bitterly, hating everyone except Hermione. The one person he loved and he couldn't be near her. He walked into the Potions room to see all the Gryffindors glaring at him, all but Hermione who was reading a book and acting as if he wasn't there. Snape scolded Hermione for moving to a new seat and told her to work with Draco again. She walked towards Draco, dropped her things on the desk and began making the potion, refusing to look at him.
"Listen, Hermione," Draco started.
"I didn't know we were on a first name basis Malfoy. I'm sure you'd be happy to start calling me 'mudblood' again," she spat heatedly.
Draco looked at her and dropped the herbs he'd been holding. He grabbed his bag and walked out of the room, slamming the door and running to the last place he expected he would go.
"Sherbet lemon," he mumbled.
The door opened and he approached the Headmaster's desk. Dumbledore looked at him, not at all surprised.
"Draco, what can I do for you," Dumbledore asked.
"There's a lot I need to talk to you about," Draco sighed.
Draco explained to Dumbledore the letter he'd gotten from his father and the curse he'd been affected by. He also explained what had happened with Hermione and was shocked to realize he was confiding in his Headmaster.
"Well it seems to me you already know what you have to do," the Headmaster said, "I will handle your father. But you have to do something much more difficult. You have to explain everything to Miss. Granger."
* * * *
(A/N: Hermione's POV)
Hermione was sitting in the girl's bathroom with Moaning Myrtle. She wiped her eyes with her robes.
"I can scare him if you like. Jump out of the pipes when he's showering." Myrtle offered.
"Thanks Myrtle. But I just miss him so much," Hermione confessed, starting to cry again.
Myrtle joined Hermione on the cold, tile floor and patted her on the back.
"When you kill yourself you can share this bathroom with me." Myrtle said smiling, which only made Hermione cry louder.
~A Perfect Circle
"When I look right through I see you naked but oblivious And you don't see me.. Here I am expecting just a little bit, a little too much from the wounded."
~A Perfect Circle
(A/N: This is where it gets ugly.)
Draco woke up to find his faithful bird sitting on his chest. Draco took the parchment attached to its leg and pet him while unraveling the note.
iDraco- I have received a letter from Pansy Parkinson saying that you are involved with that filthy mudblood Granger. I am warning you now, if you do not end this there will be horrible consequences. You don't want to know all the horrible things I could do to you boy. But if you want a little taste say this- Crucio/i
Draco said the word outloud and doubled over. His body twitching in pain. He felt his limbs twitching. After several minutes the throbbing was less and Draco finished the letter.
iThat was just a mild version. But you keep this up son and there won't be anything left of you. Ask the Longbottoms. They're in St. Mungo's./i
He stood up and stumbled towards his desk. He wrote a short note to Hermione.
iThis isn't working. I was wrong about what I said. I don't love you and I never could. It's over./i
He wanted to call her the horrible names he used to but Draco just couldn't go that far. He gave the parchment to his bird and dressed quickly.
* * * *
(A/N: The beginning is Hermione's POV but it switches to Draco's after the first paragraph... hope it's not too confusing) Hermione saw Draco's bird flying towards her in the corridor and caught it quickly. She took off the note and read it to herself while Ron and Harry spoke with each other. Hermione looked on the back of the note, looking for something saying it wasn't true. Tears filled her eyes and she stormed off to the girl's lavatory.
Meanwhile Draco was being smothered by Pansy once again. She'd somehow already found out that it was over between him and Hermione. He walked down the hall bitterly, hating everyone except Hermione. The one person he loved and he couldn't be near her. He walked into the Potions room to see all the Gryffindors glaring at him, all but Hermione who was reading a book and acting as if he wasn't there. Snape scolded Hermione for moving to a new seat and told her to work with Draco again. She walked towards Draco, dropped her things on the desk and began making the potion, refusing to look at him.
"Listen, Hermione," Draco started.
"I didn't know we were on a first name basis Malfoy. I'm sure you'd be happy to start calling me 'mudblood' again," she spat heatedly.
Draco looked at her and dropped the herbs he'd been holding. He grabbed his bag and walked out of the room, slamming the door and running to the last place he expected he would go.
"Sherbet lemon," he mumbled.
The door opened and he approached the Headmaster's desk. Dumbledore looked at him, not at all surprised.
"Draco, what can I do for you," Dumbledore asked.
"There's a lot I need to talk to you about," Draco sighed.
Draco explained to Dumbledore the letter he'd gotten from his father and the curse he'd been affected by. He also explained what had happened with Hermione and was shocked to realize he was confiding in his Headmaster.
"Well it seems to me you already know what you have to do," the Headmaster said, "I will handle your father. But you have to do something much more difficult. You have to explain everything to Miss. Granger."
* * * *
(A/N: Hermione's POV)
Hermione was sitting in the girl's bathroom with Moaning Myrtle. She wiped her eyes with her robes.
"I can scare him if you like. Jump out of the pipes when he's showering." Myrtle offered.
"Thanks Myrtle. But I just miss him so much," Hermione confessed, starting to cry again.
Myrtle joined Hermione on the cold, tile floor and patted her on the back.
"When you kill yourself you can share this bathroom with me." Myrtle said smiling, which only made Hermione cry louder.
