Chapter 2 – Cry
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I'll always remember
It was late afternoon
Hermione stumbled out of the front entrance halls, her arms heavily laden with books. She shifted the books into one arm and reached up to push a stray curl behind her ear. The stress of the beginning of the term had gotten to her more so than usual this year. After they finished out the year, there would be no more Hogwarts for her and her classmates.
She sighed and began to make her way back to the lake. The only place she had found solitude recently was outside. She glanced down at the languid weeping willow, where she usually studied, but found the place was already occupied.
Great, She thought, and walked along the lake's muddy bank, now I have to find somewhere else to study. Why do people have to take the one thing that was still solely mine?
She slowly walked to a nearby tree, and found a dry spot under its branches to sit down. Her nimble fingers leafed through a thick potion book, but she couldn't concentrate on the formulas in front of her.
Her eyes once again wandered to the occupant of her tree. He had his back to her, and was just staring out at the calm surface of the water. The sun shone on his hair and made it look like molten gold.
'Only one person has hair that blonde,' She thought to herself and snapped her book shut. 'Malfoy.'
It lasted forever
And ended so soon
Hermione stood and began to walk towards her tree, but something stopped her. Malfoy suddenly began to shake slightly, and bowed his head between his knees. She halted behind the tree trunk and peered out at him. Time stood still for a moment.
A sob escaped him as she stood watching. This was a side of him she had never seen. She bet that few people, if any, had ever seen him like this. It was completely opposite from the cold, collected facade he normally had. She watched in awe as he continued to cry quietly.
You were all by yourself
Staring up at a dark gray sky
I was changed
She couldn't quite place why the sight of watching her rival cry moved her. She found herself unable to move and continued watching the broken soul before her as he stared at the crystal surface of the water. He relaxed his shoulders and ran both his hands through his hair, looking up into the cloudy sky.
Slowly, he laid himself down on the ground and gazed up at the leafy canopy above him. The branches billowed lazily in the wind around him. His blue-gray eyes were haunted by something she had never seen before, and it confused her.
For as long as she had known him, he had never had anything to be upset about. He had always been able to afford anything he wanted, and his parents seemed rather snooty but otherwise completely normal when she'd seen them.
In places no one would find
All your feelings deep inside (deep inside)
The two teenagers both stayed perfectly still for several moments, each staring off into their own space, trying to sort out the thoughts in their heads.
Feelings of sorrow flooded Hermione's senses for this person she had once thought she would feel nothing but despise for. The feeling scrambled her views of right and wrong.
He closed his eyes and wiped away the tears that still lingered on his cheeks with the back of his hand.
Was the that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
The moment that I saw you cry
His eyes reopened, looking dark and empty. He rose from his position, and propped himself up against the wide trunk of the tree; completely oblivious to the fact that Hermione was doing the same thing on the other side. Her breathing had turned shallow and almost silent from fear of being discovered.
"Mother," he murmured and reached out with his hand to someone who wasn't there. "Why did you have to leave me, Mother? Why did you have to get sick?"
'So that's it,' she thought and felt her heart pull towards him in pity. 'His mother died.'
It was late in September
And I've seen you before (and you were)
She felt him hit his head against the tree. He began to speak to no one again. All the sorrow in her escaped when she let out a sob of her own. In the blink of an eye Draco was kneeling before her with and angry look on his face.
You were always the cold one
But I was never that sure
"What do you want Granger?" He said icily. "What are you doing here?"
"Malfoy. Draco, please don't be angry with me." Hermione said, her voice cracking in fear. "I swear I didn't mean to disturb you. I just came down here to study. I'm sorry. I heard you talking about your mother. I'm so sorry."
Before he had time to create a rebuttal she did the only thing that made sense to her at the time and threw her arms around his shoulders in an attempt to comfort them both. His hands flew to her upper arms to push her away, but she only held him tighter.
A cascade of lavender and vanilla filled his senses as the heat of her body warmed him. He tentatively wrapped his arms across her back.
You were all by yourself
Staring at a dark gray sky
I was changed
The sky turned to stormy pewter as they clung to each other. Who and what they were didn't matter anymore. All that mattered was that they were an outlet for each other, nothing more.
Large raindrops fell in sheets outside of the sanctuary of the weeping willow. Neither took notice as they wished all of their troubles away.
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)
Was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
Hermione felt something wet drip through her light summer sweater and touch her shoulder. It was too warm to be rain; Draco was crying again. She cradled the back of his head with on hand and shushed him quietly; rocking back and forth while assuring him that everything would be fine.
"Shh. Draco, shh," she whispered. "It'll get better I promise. Don't cry please."
She stroked his long, blonde hair until his sobs subsided. He sighed and rested his head on her shoulder. She let her arms relax and fall gently to his upper back.
Cause I wanted to hold you
I wanted to make it go away
And I wanted to know you
I wanted to make your everything, all right...
After a few minutes of listening to the rainfall, Draco's even breathing told Hermione that he had fallen asleep. She pulled out of his loose embrace and let him lay on the ground.
Without making a noise she crept over to where her books lay and tore a page from the index of one of them. She took great care in composing her letter to the sleeping boy.
I'll always remember...
It was late afternoon...
In places no one would find...
Draco-
I hope the pain you feel right now fades soon. It's never easy to loose someone you love, but the initial sting will numb out. It was an experience seeing a different side of you and learning that even the most vicious dragons can still feel.
Hermione
She placed the note in his sleeping palm and kissed him softly on the forehead. At the contact he stirred slightly, but fell back into slumber almost immediately.
In places no one would fine
All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)
Was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
She gathered her supplies and pushed open the leafy curtains of the willow, sprinting to the castle through the sheets of rain. Before she went inside she stole one last look at her tree, knowing that nothing would ever be the same and hoping she was right.
The moment I saw you cry
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