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Chapter: 11 – Misunderstandings
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"OW! Fucking bitch! Watch where you're going slut…" Pansy cried with an exaggerated shout. She stepped to the side of Hermione and walked into the common room. Hermione, on the other hand, kept walking in search of Draco, ignoring Pansy.
She walked through two corridors before she stopped dead in her tracks. There was Blaise pinned down, or so it seemed, by Draco. They were kissing like crazy, obviously enjoying every moment of it.
Hermione let out a small cry. Hearing this, Draco immediately let go of Blaise, looking at Hermione dumbfounded. Blaise, on the other hand, looked at her in vicious contentment.
What the hell?! Oh no… Draco's mind was racing.
"Hermione! Look it's not what it seems… Hermione…" He called out to her, but she had began running to the common room. Draco raced after her, hoping he could clear up their misunderstanding. Blaise was the one who had kissed Draco first, that kissed meant nothing to him!
So much for liking me! Hermione thought as she ran down the hallway. She could hear Draco's footsteps not far behind. In one hour he had lied to her twice. Or, that was the impression Hermione was under.
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Blaise watched as Draco sprinted off after the mudblood bitch. She was quite satisfied with the events of that day. The plan that she and Pansy made had worked like a charm. Still smiling over her victory, she walked over to the Slytherin common room. Stating the password Blaise stepped through the portrait with a very obvious smirk on her face.
Blaise had returned to her room to collect one thing, the half -done, Polyjuice (sp?) potion Pansy made for her. All Blaise needed to do was add the hair… Draco's hair. Uncurling her hand, she glanced at the lock of silvery blonde hair that lay in her palm. The entire purpose of the passionate kiss she shared with Draco was to retrieve this precious ingredient. Blaise removed the lid from the bottle and slipped the strand into the potion. It fizzed for a couple of seconds, then returned back to it's sick murky brown.
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Pansy sat on one of the couches in the common room gazing angrily at the fire. She was still disgusted that the filthy mudblood had dared come in contact with her. Removing her eyes from the flickering fire she glared at the door Hermione had recently exited. From the corner of her eyes she noted a folded piece of paper on the small table. Reaching out her hand, she picked the paper up only to see that it was a letter. Never being one to care for another persons' privacy, she began to read it. But as her eyes skimmed each line, the frown on her face grew larger as she realized just what kind of letter she was reading…
Dear Hermione,
I know that in the past years I have done some rather terrible things to you. Things that I'm not sure if you'll ever be able to forgive me for. But I want to let you know that I'm really sorry. I know sorry isn't enough to get rid of the pain and anger that I've cause, but I still wanted to let you know that you mean a lot to me. I know it might not seem that way because of all the stupid remarks I've said to you. At first I just thought my mind was fooling with me. That it was the product of hormones, or some equally bizarre thing that cause me to fall for you. I even thought I was jealous of you, but I've realized that I've always seen this other side of you. A side that no other guy at Hogwarts has seen. You're beautiful. You might not know that, but you are. I don't know how Potter and Weasley can handle it, because every time I see you, my breath is taken away. Please understand Hermione, I love you with all my heart. You're the last thing on my mind every night and the first thing I think of in the morning. It's strange to think that I could have fallen so hard for a girl I convinced myself I hated, but life likes to throw us curve balls. I know that this may seem sudden, and you're likely not going to believe a word of this, but you are truly the only girl that I have feelings for. I don't know how I've survived this long without you, and I'm hoping that after reading this letter I might not have to. I love you Hermione and I would like to think that just perhaps I have a remote chance of being with you.
Love,
Draco
Pansy read the letter a couple of times, hoping it was some kind of joke. But no, it was real. Crunching up the paper in anger, she threw it into the roaring fire.
"Fucked up little bitch!" she said to herself as she slammed the door to her bedroom.
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"Hermione! Hermione please listen to me!" Draco was shouting from the other side of the hallway, as he no longer could run.
Finally Hermione stopped and turned to face him. Her face clearly showing the anger and hurt he had caused.
"What do you want now?!" She screamed at him, "You've done this practically twice in one morning Draco!"
She once again resumed her flight from him as she raced around the corner. Draco had no choice but to run and catch up to her again. Hopefully this time she'd let him explain.
"Hermione…please…"He huffed once she slowed down. Hermione turned around to look at him, and noticed that he seemed really exhausted However, she wasn't. She could run forever, and she debated about doing just that. Part of her just wanted to disappear, leave all the problems behind, but the other part of her wanted to stay and hear him out. Reluctantly she decided to stay.
"Draco, " she said walking up to a panting Draco, "You said you loved me, and I want to believe you but…" Hermione's voice trailed off. For some reason she just couldn't put her thoughts into words. Instead she began to walk away again.
"Hermione! I do love you please listen to me! Hermione…" His voice was cut off as someone placed their hands on his shoulders from behind. Turning around Draco saw a very blissful looking Pansy.
"Draco baby," she said while running one of her hands through his hair, "Don't say things you know you will regret…" And with that she leaned up to kiss him on his left cheek, then the right, until finally her lips met his.
Draco hated Pansy, even more so after the previous events. He hated everything she stood for, and everything she was. He couldn't stand her and her friends anymore, and yet somehow she was kissing him. It should have been Hermione that he was kissing, not some controlling, money-grubbing bitch. Finally his cord snapped.
"PANSY, YOU FUCKED UP LITTLE WHORE!" he roared pushing her away from his body whilst pinning her against the wall, "I WANT YOU TO LISTEN, AND LISTEN GOOD! I DON'T LOVE YOU! I DON'T EVEN LIKE YOU! CAN YOU GET IT THROUGH THAT THICK HEAD OF YOURS, OR DO I NEED TO SPELL IT OUT FOR YOU?!"
Draco was beyond angry at Pansy. He was livid. Her sight literally disgusted him, and he knew that if he didn't leave her immediately he was going to do something to her that would guarantee him expulsion. Finally he let go of her, giving her one last shove against the wall. Turning in the direction Hermione had run off in he resumed his search.
As he turned the corner he heard Pansy call out, "Feisty, aren't we?!"
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Urgh, I hate him so much! Hermione thought as she took a different path to the common room. He is such a bastard and he's probably laughing his head of right now! I can't believe that I was dumb enough to actually think he liked me!!! He's such a jerk! URGH!!!
With those thoughts she turned a corner only to bump into someone else for the second time that day.
Hermione grumbled as slid down to the floor, leaning on the wall for support. Reaching the cold stone floor, she pulled her knees up close to her chest, not even bothering to look up and see who she just collided with. They wouldn't care about her anyway, no one did! Yet she spoke to soon…
"Hermione? Hermione are you ok?" Harry asked in concern as he slid down next to her, only to hear her faint sobbing.
"Mione, I didn't hit you that hard did I?" He asked jokingly, whilst putting a comforting arm around her.
Hermione leaned onto his shoulder and let the tears flow freely down her cheeks. Harry just sat there in confusion.
What did I do? He thought.
"Hermione please tell me what's wrong…" he coaxed.
Finally she raised her head and looked up, straight into his emerald green eyes. For some reason she couldn't explain she had a sudden desire to kiss him, and before he knew it Hermione reached a hand up to bring his face to hers, kissing him. She didn't care where they were in the middle of the deserted hallway on the cold stone floor, or that it was Harry she was kissing instead of Draco. She just needed someone, anyone, to let go of the pain before it tore her apart.
Harry knew this was not suppose to happen. The kiss wasn't filled with love and compassion, but hatred and coldness. However he still kept kissing her, hoping that his kiss could make her forget her sorrow. She wasn't backing away, and he knew that if he did that would only make her feel even worse.
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Draco raced from one corner to another in search of Hermione. He knew she had to be somewhere, and was hoping that if he finally caught up to her she might allow him to explain. However, as he turned one last corner, his eyes burned in fury. There before him sat Hermione, kissing Potter the Wonder Boy. He could practically feel his heart shatter into a million pieces.
What is she doing? What is HE doing?! What am I doing here…? Draco's mind was racing with so many questions.
Draco…isn't it obvious she hates you… A cruel voice would say in his head, Why would she love you anyway? You're a bastard. You know that yourself…Why bother trying to win her heart, no one will love you...
Draco's world came crashing down. He wanted to do something, needed to do something, to scream, to cry, anything. His heart ached with every breath he took as he saw the kiss enfold before him. However, his father always told him that any display of emotion was a sign of weakness, and any weakness was an opportunity for your enemies to bring you down.
Finally he managed to gather enough strength to say something. "Hermione…Hermione what are you doing to me…?" It barely came out as an audible whisper. Yet it was loud enough to reach Hermione's ears.
Shocked, Hermione looked behind her, only to find a very sadden Draco. His eyes were clearly filled with sorrow, with grief, along with hurt and even a touch of anger…
Harry was stunned when Draco spoke. He had actually been enjoying the kiss. Hermione lost all the hate she poured into the kiss within the first couple of seconds, allowing it to actually become a real kiss.
Slowly, Hermione got up, looking at Draco, then Harry, who was still bewildered on the floor, then once again at Draco.
"I'm sorry Draco…" she whispered, not once taking her gaze of those grey, sorrowful eyes.
She cautiously walked up to Draco who stood there unmoving. The only motion he made was turning his head to the side and shutting his eyes when she tentatively reached out to him. Hermione swore in the name of Merlin, that a single tear escaped Draco's eyes, but he kept his eyes shut, afraid of the real world. Wishing that somehow what he saw was a lie.
"Draco… Draco please look at me…please…" Hermione pleaded as she turned his head to face her own. At length he opened his eyes, but quickly averted his gaze from hers.
"I still love you Hermione." He declared in a whisper so only she could hear. Glancing at her one last time, he walked away, leaving Hermione with her troubled thoughts.
How could I do this to him…? He said he loved me, and not just once. He can't be lying… She thought, Hey! If he truly loved you, then why was he making out with Blaise? You can't deny what you saw! Another voice piped up. It's fair! He got what he deserved!!!
"No!!!! That's not true…" Hermione thought out loud, "He didn't deserve that…"
Turning around she saw that Harry was still there. Sitting next to him, she sobbed onto his chest as he stroked her head comfortingly.
"Shhhh, Hermione it'll be ok…" He whispered. Truthfully he still didn't know what had gotten her so upset. All he did know was his friend needed his comfort, and he was more than willing to give it.
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AN: OMG! What is gonna happen now?! What's Draco going to do?! What about Harry and the whole kiss?!
Now I'll leave you with a song I like; Pretty Baby by Vanessa Carlton. Imagine it as Hermione singing to a broken hearted Draco!
You light me up and then I fall for you
You lay me down and then I call for you
Stumbling on reasons that are far and few
I'd let it all come down and then some for you
Pretty baby don't you leave me
I have been saving smiles for you
Pretty baby why can't you see
You're the one that I belong to
I'll be the embrace that keeps you warm
For you're the sun that breaks the storm
I'll be alright and I'll sleep sound
As long as you keep comin' around, oh pretty baby
And I know things can't last forever
But there are lessons that you'll never learn
Oh just the scent of you it makes me hurt
So how's it you that makes me better
[chorus]
Why can't you hold me and never let go
When you touch me it is me that you own
Pretty baby oh the place that you hold in my heart
Would you break it apart again... oh pretty baby
[chorus]
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