Title: "The winner takes it all"
Rating: PG-13
Summary: There's a thin line between love and hate. And between friendship and love, the line is even thiner. And in the battle for her heart, there can be only one epilogue. In the end, the winner takes it all.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, except the plot (I hope). No money is being made, by me, of course.
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Hermione Granger sat in the Great Hall of Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry, disgusted with the sight she saw. There she was, hanging on Harry, giggling in her flirtatious way.
Ever since she could remember she had liked Harry. She had tried to be flirtatious but all she got was, " Hermione are you feeling all right?" And now he had a new girlfriend, Lavender.
Hermione had liked Lavender, she had thought she was okay, but now she despised her. Almost every girl did. She had the boy, the looks, and now the title of being the cutest couple. It made Hermione sick. What did Lavender have that she didn't? Take away the looks, the flirtatious smile and all you'd be left with is a rotten brain.
She couldn't stand it anymore! She stormed out of the Great Hall.
"What's wrong with her?" Harry asked not really paying attention.
Ron knew about this enormous crush that Hermione had on Harry.
"I don't know, can't you figure it out?" He said in a sarcastic tone.
"What's your problem?"
"Never mind." And he continued eating without a word.
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Hermione wandered around aimlessly around the school grounds. She just wanted to get away. From all the tormenting love that Harry and Lavender had or what they seemed to have.
It was getting cold, and dark. She started to head inside.
Then she heard a noise. She stopped and listened. It sounded as if someone was crying. She was positive it was a boy. She came to a conclusion that the noise was coming from a near by tree.
Since she was head girl, she decided to help the boy and find what is wrong.
"Hello…"
No answer.
"My name is Hermione Granger, the head girl. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Yes"
"And what is that?" She said not yet looking up not seeing anybody.
" Go away" Said a cold voice. The voice started to sound familiar. "Draco, is that you?"
"Yes, being a mudblood is bad enough but a nosey one is worse. Go away, leave me here."
"Why were you crying? Maybe I could help-"
"-NO just leave!" He said desperately starting to get angry.
"I'm not leaving. As head girl it is my duty to make sure everybody is alright."
Silence.
She heard rustling. Finally he climbed down.
"WHAT do you want to know? How he did it? Come on ask away you dirty mudblood!!" He said in an angry fit.
"Take a breath. Settle down. Who is 'He'? What did 'he' do? What are you talking about?"
"My father if you must know."
"Well what did your father do?"
It looked like he was struggling not to cry. "You don't want know what he just did… do you?"
"Yes, yes I do."
"He… I…" he gulped, "I just received an owl."
"What's so bad about that?" Hermione asked unknowly.
"You are such a moron." He said under his breath. Biting his lip he gave her the parchment he had received. "Here"
She finished reading. Then looked sorrowful.
"Draco-" She reached for his arm.
"Stay away. It's…its your fault and that bastards. Never - never call me Draco."
He climbed the tree and started to break down in silent tears.
"I'm so sorry. If I could help I would but no one can bring her back. You can come to me anytime. I'll stay here for awhile if you want to talk."
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Rating: PG-13
Summary: There's a thin line between love and hate. And between friendship and love, the line is even thiner. And in the battle for her heart, there can be only one epilogue. In the end, the winner takes it all.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, except the plot (I hope). No money is being made, by me, of course.
***
Hermione Granger sat in the Great Hall of Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry, disgusted with the sight she saw. There she was, hanging on Harry, giggling in her flirtatious way.
Ever since she could remember she had liked Harry. She had tried to be flirtatious but all she got was, " Hermione are you feeling all right?" And now he had a new girlfriend, Lavender.
Hermione had liked Lavender, she had thought she was okay, but now she despised her. Almost every girl did. She had the boy, the looks, and now the title of being the cutest couple. It made Hermione sick. What did Lavender have that she didn't? Take away the looks, the flirtatious smile and all you'd be left with is a rotten brain.
She couldn't stand it anymore! She stormed out of the Great Hall.
"What's wrong with her?" Harry asked not really paying attention.
Ron knew about this enormous crush that Hermione had on Harry.
"I don't know, can't you figure it out?" He said in a sarcastic tone.
"What's your problem?"
"Never mind." And he continued eating without a word.
***
Hermione wandered around aimlessly around the school grounds. She just wanted to get away. From all the tormenting love that Harry and Lavender had or what they seemed to have.
It was getting cold, and dark. She started to head inside.
Then she heard a noise. She stopped and listened. It sounded as if someone was crying. She was positive it was a boy. She came to a conclusion that the noise was coming from a near by tree.
Since she was head girl, she decided to help the boy and find what is wrong.
"Hello…"
No answer.
"My name is Hermione Granger, the head girl. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Yes"
"And what is that?" She said not yet looking up not seeing anybody.
" Go away" Said a cold voice. The voice started to sound familiar. "Draco, is that you?"
"Yes, being a mudblood is bad enough but a nosey one is worse. Go away, leave me here."
"Why were you crying? Maybe I could help-"
"-NO just leave!" He said desperately starting to get angry.
"I'm not leaving. As head girl it is my duty to make sure everybody is alright."
Silence.
She heard rustling. Finally he climbed down.
"WHAT do you want to know? How he did it? Come on ask away you dirty mudblood!!" He said in an angry fit.
"Take a breath. Settle down. Who is 'He'? What did 'he' do? What are you talking about?"
"My father if you must know."
"Well what did your father do?"
It looked like he was struggling not to cry. "You don't want know what he just did… do you?"
"Yes, yes I do."
"He… I…" he gulped, "I just received an owl."
"What's so bad about that?" Hermione asked unknowly.
"You are such a moron." He said under his breath. Biting his lip he gave her the parchment he had received. "Here"
She finished reading. Then looked sorrowful.
"Draco-" She reached for his arm.
"Stay away. It's…its your fault and that bastards. Never - never call me Draco."
He climbed the tree and started to break down in silent tears.
"I'm so sorry. If I could help I would but no one can bring her back. You can come to me anytime. I'll stay here for awhile if you want to talk."
Author Notes:
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