A/N: Thanks to all the reviewers!! Yes, I feel sorry for Draco too- hehe but that's how it goes!
Chapter 22: Just for you
After Hermione had screamed at Malfoy for his worthless apology, the sun was right on time and Hermione ran out.
Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything
Hermione slammed her front door behind her and slid down with her back against it, covering herself with her hands. Hot with anger and soft hurting tears ran down her face...she cried continually. Crookshanks purred causing her to let out a hiccupping laugh, she brushed his ginger hair as he lay on her lap.
Pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about
That's what you get for falling again...
You can never get 'em out of your head...
For two days, Hermione seemed like she was lifeless. What was wrong? She wasn't married to Malfoy or anything...why does she feel so...so abandoned? She doesn't...love him...no...she can't! Especially for what he did.
She cried herself to sleep most of the time, just because of one thing. One big thing, to her...she trusted him...she gave herself away. This made her even angrier. She couldn't sleep...what should she do?
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love...
She looked back through the times they've spent together. She couldn't help it...she tried to stop herself...
She's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and
Her killer instinct tells her to beware of evil men
What has she done? She's made one gigantic mistake and she doesn't know how she'll get over it... Let alone, if she'll ever get over it.
She doesn't know what to do...sleepless nights for nothing...he ruined her life. But why did he bother apologizing?
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
She should tell somebody...Ginny? No. No, not Ginny. Not anybody at all...not Harry...and above all, not Ron. She'll never hear the end of it if she did. This is the worst feeling in the world, she thought. Falling for someone not realising you're being used...and then you can't even tell your bestest friends about it.
Oh, she can just imagine how their scowls are going to be like. 'Look what you did now, Hermione.' 'Hermione, Malfoy's Malfoy. He's never changed and he never will!' 'Who's right now, Hermione?'. She could just imagine their reactions...
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Hermione's confused. She kept thinking about Draco, about what he did....how could he?
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love....
But then again...
Pretty girl, pretty girl
He wanted to explain.
Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out
You can never get 'em out of your head
Didn't he?
It's the way
That he makes you cry
It's the way
That he in your mind
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
But no, she wouldn't listen. It's not her fault, he betrayed her...he used her...it's his fault...it's his...
It's the way
That he makes you feel...
Hermione was getting good at not thinking about Malfoy...with a few days of practice. That morning, she walked out to have a nice breakfast at her porch. As she opened her door, three packages were lying immobile in front of her doorway.
She curiously picked them up thinking, Must be from mum and dad...
But wait a second... Mum and Dad uses Dawn to send messages...but Dawn was with me last night...
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love....
She gasped at the name printed in front of letter she had picked up. She read:
Dearest Hermione-