AN: Yeah, I said I'm not continuing this but the thought just burst into my head. By the way, I'm really serious now… the end of this chapter is really the end of this fic, K? The italics are flashbacks and the bold italics are the words on the parchment. The lyrics are enclosed in //… //. And no, I don't own Harry Potter or Linkin Park's songs.

Three Words

By: Paranoia-shoujo

"Take me back."

Three words, those three words shattered her dream reality, the reality she had been living in ever since a week ago, when all of this started… and ended. Three words from him were all she needed to break apart. Such a shame that to the outside world they only saw Draco Malfoy standing arrogantly in front of Hermione Granger, asking to be taken back. Such a waste it was that they never saw the pain cross the Gryffindor's eyes before she hardened them… that they never saw the wave of regret that enveloped the two opposite students, Slytherin and Gryffindor, Yin and Yang.

The moment was tense with anticipation; it was think enough that you could wrap it around yourself as a robe. The girls were staring at Hermione as if she was incredibly stupid… as if it was her fault, while the guys were placing bets on whether she would say yes or no, all except two, Harry and Ron. They were glaring at Malfoy as if he was the worst and lowest scum on earth, bad-mouthing him in their heads, imagining themselves tearing him apart… as for Hermione, she was staring at Draco with eyes void of any emotion, as if a veil was placed over them to shield her from his words, from him. Silently, she picked herself up and left the Great Hall, poised… but her gaze were filled with defeat. Harry and Ron ran after her, telling her how evil Malfoy was. And sadly, she smiled.

The next day, three owls came, one for Draco, another for Harry and last for Ron. The two members of the golden trio opened their letters to learn that instead of words it was filled with scribbles. Thinking it was merely a prank, they were to crumple the parchments when the two letters burst into song, a song that filled them with regret.

//Peep the style and the kids checking for it
The number one question is
How could you ignore it
We drop right back in the cut
Over basement tracks
With raps that got you backing this up like
[Rewind that]
We're just rolling with the rhythm
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division
With these non-stop lyrics of life living
Not to be forgotten
But still unforgiven
But in the meantime there are those who wanna
Talk this and that
So I suppose it gets to a point feelings gotta get hurt
And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt
[It goes] //

                The scribbles on the parchment floated from the paper and showed memories to the two, showing them how ignorant they really were.

                "Harry, stop this. I don't care if he started it, you'd get detention if you don't stop." Hermione almost screamed at him, but he never listened and in the end it was Mione who got the detention and the first warning about getting expelled.

//Try to give you warning
But everyone ignores me
[Told you everything loud and clear]
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly
But you don't want to hear me
[Told you everything loud and clear]
But nobody's listening//

                "Ron, Harry, why don't we go to the grounds so that you could relax." She suggested her voice enthusiastic.

                "Shut up, Mione. Can't you see I'm writing a Valentine? If you want to go to the bloody grounds, then go yourself." Ron shouted at her, his voice filled with frustration.

//I got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest//

                "That bastard, how dare he try to touch you?"

                "Harry, Draco just helped me get to the Hospital Wing! Just calm down."

                "That death-eater… did he brainwash you?!"

                "Harry, calm down… you're over-reacting!"

//And everything left is a waste of time
I hate my rhymes
[But hate everyone else's more]
I'm riding on the back of this pressure
Guessing that it's better
I can't keep myself together//

                A scene shows Hermione doing her homework when Harry and Ron burst into her room to demand about something, then the picture changes to an illustration of the trio… with the picture of Mione torn away from it.

//Because all of this stress
Gave me something to write on
The pain gave me something
I could set my sights on
You never forget the blood sweat and tears//

                "Cho is not a bitch, you stupid wench!"

                "Harry, I never said…"

                "Shut up, your just Malfoy's slut anyway."

//The uphill struggle over years
The fear and trash talking
And the people it was to
And the people that started it
Just like you//

                And when the memories stopped, the lines came together to form a sentence…

"I hate you"

//I got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest//

And a last drawing seemed to materialize in front of them, a picture of Draco and Hermi in an embrace with two slashes in front forming a big cross…

//Uphill struggle
Blood, sweat and tears
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear

[Coming at you]//

                After watching the duo, Draco finally focused on the parchment he had in his hand. With great hesitation, he opened it to see instead of being filled with writings, it was empty. And in a while it also burst into a song, touching a part of him he never thought still existed, his heart.

//Don't know who to trust
No surprise
Everyone feels so far away from me
Heavy thoughts sift through dust
And the lies

Trying not to break
But I'm so tired of this deceit
Every time I try to make myself
Get back up on my feet
All I ever think about is this
All the tiring time between
And how
Trying to put my trust in you
Just takes so much out of me

I take everything from the inside
And throw it all away
'Cause I swear
For the last time
I won't trust myself with you

Tension is building inside
Steadily
Everyone feels so far away from me
Heavy thoughts forcing their way
Out of me

I won't trust myself with you
I won't waste myself on you
Waste myself on you
You//

The people of the Great Hall stared at the young blonde… and all of them saw the first and last tear to ever grace his marble-like face. Dumbledore looked at him awhile before shaking his head pitifully at the young one's misery. Before Draco could take out his frustration on the parchment, three words appeared on it.

"You lost me."

                His eyes sought out his past lover's but in disappointment he learned that she never came to the Great Hall. And the next day, he learned that she was dead.

//Sometimes I
Need to remember just to breathe
Sometimes I
Need you to stay away from me
Sometimes I'm
In disbelief I didn't know
Somehow I
Need you to go

Sometimes I
Feel like I trusted you too well
Sometimes I
Just feel like screaming at myself
Sometimes I'm
In Disbelief I didn't know
Somehow I
Need to be alone

Don't stay
Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
What you were changing me into
[Just give me myself back and]
Don't stay
Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
Take all your faithlessness with you
[Just give me myself back and]
Don't Stay

I don't need you anymore
I don't want to be ignored
I don't need one more day
Of you wasting me away

With no apologies//