No More Tears, No More Sorrows

Joint effort by:

Slytherin Girl, SophieBabe

& Magical Me

 
 
~A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this up. This chapter was written by SophieBabe. Again, thank you for waiting so patiently.~




*Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or related characters. JK Rowling does and I am not taking credit.*
 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* Chapter 3
 
"For the Love of Love?? What on earth is that supposed to mean?"
Hermione muttered to herself while she was sitting with Ron and Harry
in the Gryffindor Common Room.
 
Ron shrugged as he continued to win the game of wizard chess that he
was playing with Harry, "Don't know, and don't care."
 
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Some help you are."
 
Harry gasped loudly, "Come on, Ron. You know I am terrible at chess
can't we just call it a game?"
 
Hermione turned away from the two, and continued to think of what kind
of Charm For The Love Of Love was. It had something to do with Love
obviously, but what did it have to do with love?
 
Hermione suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around, and
saw Ginny Weasley standing there. "Hey Gin. How's it going?"
 
Ginny giggled, "Pretty good, but you seem to be thinking way too hard.
It's Saturday after all, and you need to give all of that thinking a
break."
 
Hermione shook her head in disapproval, "The brain never sleeps,
Ginny."
 
Ginny blew off Hermione's comment, and said, "So what are you exactly
thinking about Mione?"
 
Hermione could tell that Ginny had a strange glow in her eyes. Making
sure that Harry or Ron couldn't hear, Ginny leaned over a whispered in
Hermione's ear, "Are you thinking about a certain blonde haired
Slytherin?"
 
Hermione glared at Ginny in disgust, and immediately shook her head.
Ginny giggled again, and whispered, "Are you sure? You are very lucky
you know. Loads of other girls would love to be in your place, let me
tell you. After all, he is the hottest guy right now at Hogwarts.
Well, according to Lavender and Parvati Patil, he is."
 
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Of course Parvati and Lavender think every
guy is hot. I thought you knew that one Ginny."
 
"Speak of the devil." Ginny muttered.
 
Hermione looked up and saw Parvati and Lavender walking over to where
Ginny and Hermione were sitting. "Hey girls." Parvati said, "How's it
going?"
 
Lavender instead turned to Ron and Harry. She giggled coyly, and
batted her long black eyelashes at them, "Hey boys. How are we today?"
 
Ron turned purple, and murmured, "Ergh- good, I suppose."
 
Harry laughed at Ron's blushing face, and nodded, "We're good. How are
you Lavender? Parvati?"
 
Parvati tossed her long flowing black hair over her shoulder, and
smiled as flirty as she could at Harry, "We have never been better,
darling."
 
Ginny folded her arms indigently, and Hermione thought to herself,
When is Ginny going to tell Harry that she has a crush on him? I mean,
he should know about it by now.
 
Hermione shrugged, and continued thinking about her research project
that she had to share with Draco. Hermione suddenly felt very upset.
Why me she thought.
 
~*~*~*~*~
 
Draco sat near the fire of the Slytherin Common Room. He felt relieved
to finally be away from that mudblood. She was really annoying. Sure
her hair was not as bushy as it once was, and she no longer had those
huge buckteeth, but Draco could simply not stand her. However, why was
he thinking about her? He should not be. Oh no! Thinking about the
mudblood was a big no no! What would Lucius say?
 
Pansy was watching Draco from across the common room with her huge
blue eyes. It was simply not fair at all. Draco would never love her
no matter how much she wanted it. They dated a little bit back in
fifth and sixth year, but Draco broke off, and said that he never
wanted to have a romantic relationship with Pansy again. ~ It must be
my nose~ Pansy thought angrily, ~ Draco is so full of himself; he does
not like anyone, unless they have the perfect facial features. ~
 
Draco eventually got up from his seat by the fireplace and left the
common room without saying word. Pansy bit her lip and began to think,
~ This is odd. What is the matter with Draco? He hardly ever talks to
any of us anymore since the beginning of this year? Is something
bothering him? I wonder…..~
 
~*~*~*~*~
 
Hermione finally had the chance to say good night to Ron and Harry.
Ginny was upset when Parvati gave Harry a kiss on the cheek good-night. Hermione shook her head as she thought ~ Ginny the sooner you
tell Harry about you crush, the better. ~
 
Hermione slowly walked into her and Draco's common room, and sat down
on one of the comfy chairs. "Ginny, tell Harry how you feel. It will
make things so much easier."
 
"Oh, is that so Granger?"
 
Hermione nearly jumped out of the seat she was sitting in, and spun
around. Draco was sitting in his favorite chair by the fireplace, and
he was smirking that smirk that Hermione knew all too well.
 
Hermione glared angrily, "Shut up. Nobody asked you."
 
Draco sneered, "Well that's certainly interesting. Weasley is in lust
with Potter, and he is too thick headed to realize it. Well, that's
such a same. Weasley isn't a bad looking chick, but she is a little
too poor for my liking."
 
Hermione folded her arms, "Oh please! I would rather fall in love with
somebody who is poor and nice, then rich and snobby!"
 
Draco laughed, "So the rumors are true? You and Poor Boy Weasley were
caught snogging? How amusing?"
 
Hermione felt herself blushing against her will. Sure she may have had
a teeny little crush on Ron, but they never kissed or anything like
that. "Stuff it, ferret boy. I guess the rumors were true about you
too. Did you enjoy your self with Pug-Face-Parkinson?"
 
That set a nerve off. Draco's smirk flittered slightly, but it went
back to being broad again in two seconds. "No no, Pansy and I aren't
what you would call 'close' Granger. Nice guess though. "
 
"You sure had me fooled. She always looks ready to seduce you, Malfoy.
Or on another thought, all of those Slytherin girls look ready to
seduce you. Though I haven't the faintest idea why!"
 
Draco's gray eyes went colder then they usually were. Hermione hated
those eyes with a passion. They were always so evil, and dark looking.
It was almost like his eyes were made of steel. It was very
frightening.
 
"What else do you have to say about me, Granger?" Draco snarled, "I
would just love to hear all of the wonderful criticism you have in
store for me."
 
Hermione was losing her patience. She did not feel like arguing
anymore with this crude Slytherin prat. Hermione stared daggers at
Draco, "Well, another thing is that you are a Death Eater."
 
That was not a good thing to say. Hermione had definitely struck a
nerve, and a violent one if that. Draco leapt up from his chair, and
grabbed Hermione's wrist tightly, and stared into her frightened
chocolate eyes. "Call me a Death Eater again, and you will sorely
sorely regret it!" Draco snarled angrily.
 
Hermione whimpered, and Draco squeezed her wrist tightly. Hermione bit
her lip, "DRACO! You are really hurting me! Let go!"
 
Draco smirked, and thought with triumph, ~ She is afraid of me.
Excellent. ~
 
Draco gave Hermione's wrist one last tight squeeze, and Hermione let
out a gasp of pain. Draco smirked and let go. "Well, little mudblood,
think a little more wisely before you speak. I bid you goodnight."
 
Draco stood up and left Hermione behind holding her wrist in pain.
Draco stormed into his room and lay down on his bed. Suddenly he felt
stupid for what he had just did. ~Draco you are becoming more and more
like your father every single day. ~ he thought sadly.
 
Draco listened to Hermione's sniffles out in their common room. He was
reminded of his mother's crying. Draco felt a tiny bit of guilt, but
he blew it off. However Hermione's crying would haunt him the rest of
the night.
 
~*~*~*~*~
 
Most people would think that Draco was a horrible person when he did
that. Hermione felt the tears in her eyes once more as she thought
about that night that seemed a distant past. She should have hated
Draco for what he had done. But she didn't. She loved him, and still
did, even though he was gone forever.
 
Hermione felt her heart flutter as she thought of those gray eyes that
were once so frightening. ~ Draco, please, come back to me. You have

to promise to come back. You have no idea how much I truly love you. ~

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