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Someday Ch. 14 Alone to Hogwarts

Hermione packed up the remainder of her things as she prepared to drive back to her parents' house. After talking to Ginny and receiving some mind clearing advice, Hermione thought it best to leave the lake house and go home. She had some thinking she needed to do and she couldn't do it knowing Draco was near.
She finished loading the last piece of luggage into the car when the pitter patter of foot steps caused her to freeze. She turned and saw Malfoy, holding up a bouquet of lilies.
"Where are you going?" He asked sadly.
"I'm going home to be with my family before school starts."
"Look, Hermione-"
"No, Draco. I don't want to hear it. You proved to me yesterday that you hadn't changed at all as much as I thought you had. If you can't be seen around with me then I don't want to be with you. I don't want to be your girlfriend. If you were ashamed of being intimate with me then why did you lead me on like that? Why did you play with my emotions like a new toy? Is that all I am to you? Some one else to satisfy your sexual urges? Well congratulations, you had me pretty damn fooled. I should have known better, but I fell into your little trap. Your good looks and charming personality got exactly what you wanted. I know better now. I'll know from now on to be wary of men, because they're probably just using me."
"It's not like that!"
"Just, stop. You don't have to keep playing this game anymore. You're free. Give the flowers to your mother."
Draco's hands gently cradled the flowers as tears began to fall from his face. "I love you, Hermione."
Hermione began to cry. "No, you don't. You only pretend to so that you can get more of me. I'm not going to fall for it. Someday, Draco Malfoy, you will fall in love with an incredible girl, and you will love her with all of your heart and soul, and she will care for you through thick and through thin. And then someday you'll remember me, and you'll remember that you had a chance at a great relationship but didn't have the balls to stand up for it. Oh yes, Mr. Malfoy, someday you will love."
"Please, don't, Hermione."
"Goodbye Malfoy." Tears streamed down her face as she climbed into the car and drove away, kicking up a trail of dirt behind her. Draco's feet gave way and he fell to the ground, sobbing. ~~~

Hermione laid in her bed as she retold the story of her break up to Ginny. She hadn't left the house in nearly three days, and only exited her room for food. Her parents were very concerned, but couldn't get through to Hermione. They could only merely watch as their daughter fought a very difficult battle with herself.
"Oh, 'Mione, I'm so sorry. I promise that as soon as I get to King's Cross I'll find you and we can get a small compartment together. If it helps any, Draco gave Ron a pretty nasty swollen nose."
"Draco did what?" Hermione said, and sat up.
"You didn't know? After you disapparated, Draco and Ron had a fight at Diagon Alley about you."
"What for?"
"Draco told him to leave you alone and he told him to fuck off, basically."
Hermione's nerves went on end. "Well, then it's a good thing that I ended things. Now he's developing a violent and possessive streak. This is going to be a long year. Did I tell you he was head boy?"
"Oh no," Ginny gasped.
"So now I'll have to see him. I don't know how I'm going to be able to get through this year!"
"Don't be so dramatic, 'Mione. You're going to be fine. Keep your chin up and be strong. I have to go, Bill needs to call his girlfriend. I love you girlie girl."
"I love you too Gin, I'll see you in a couple of days."
She hung up the phone and her heart sat heavily as fresh tears rolled down her face.
Draco walked around his house impatiently trying to figure out a way to win Hermione back. But she had made it very clear that she wanted nothing to do with him. His father walked into his room.
"Son, has there been something bothering? Your mother and I are very concerned."
"Are you concerned or just being nosy?" Draco snapped.
"Don't you dare take that tone of voice with me. I'm the reason you're the man you are today and what thanks do I get? An attitude problem from my only son? I will tell you right now, Draco, that if this keeps up you'll find yourself homeless, penniless and starving out on the cold London streets. Is that what you want?"
"Fuck you, Lucius," Draco replied coldly. "You want to know what's wrong? I just had the best summer of my life. I fell in love with Hermione Granger and I followed my head instead of my heart and she dumped me. I knew you wouldn't approve and now she won't even talk to me. All my life you've held your ugly thumb under me, trying to mold me into the "perfect Malfoy". Well I'm fucking sick of it!"
"Enough! I will hear no more of this. There was no Hermione Granger, you are not in love and you will apologize this instant for your manner to me or I will throw you out."
"Fuck you!" Draco spit out. "I'll let myself out. Goodbye you filthy piece of shit." He stormed out of the house and never looked back. ~~~
Hermione and Ginny sat alone in the very rear of the train and quietly talked through out the trip. Hermione stared out to the rolling hills of the horizon and her heart sank heavily.
"You know, there's a rumor flying saying that Draco got kicked out of his house and he'd been staying at the Leaky Cauldron."
Hermione merely sighed. A knock from the compartment door caught her attention a few minutes later. In walked Ron and Harry.
"Ginny, could you leave us for a moment? We need to talk to Hermione," requested Ron.
"Do you want me to leave, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Whatever you have to say to me you can say in front of Ginny," Hermione replied simply.
"Okay, fine then. Here goes." Harry started out first. "Hermione, I love you. I love you a whole helluva lot. You're my best friend and the past months have been miserable for both of us. Ron and I have been talking about this since the middle of the summer, after I got back from your lake house. You complete this circle of friends, and we want you back."
Ron continued. "You are a very important part of our lives and we need you. We need some one to nag us about homework and grades and testing. Yes, we were assholes last year. But can we start fresh? Can we try and start over?"
Hermione looked at Ginny, and tears flooded her eyes. She walked over and gave both boys hugs, all of them crying. "Yes, yes we can."