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Chapter 14
Perfect
"I'm sorry I can't be perfect." Draco murmured to himself. He looked in the mirror in disgust.
"Gods." Hermione said to herself in her room. "Why can't I be good enough for him? I'm sorry, Draco, I can't be perfect."
Hermione had soon dropped the idea of dressing like a punk for the Halloween Ball. The three boys were still doing it, though. She had decided to go as a Veela. She hadn't put any spell on her, but she had worn the clothes.
She walked to the Gryffindor common room to receive stares from guys and glares from girls. She saw Harry, Ron and Neville instantly.
They were all very.. Original. Ron's won the prize though. He had on a very baggy pair of pants with a lot of pockets. Every pocket had a chain coming out of it leading to another pocket. He also had a hoodie with Made on it. His hair was magically grown and was now black. It was in very large spikes. He had used eyeliner or mascara to draw line from his eyes to his cheeks.
"Ron, I love it." She said pulling on one of his chains.
"I think it's just a Halloween thing. Is this stuff supposed to be comfortable? I keep tripping on the chains." They laughed at him.
"A dance?" Neville asked her. She accepted his offer. It was a slow dance so she leaned on him.
"I got a letter from George. It said 'He loves you more than anything.'" Hermione whispered to him. Neville stopped momentarily before resuming.
"Malfoy you reckon?" He asked her. She nodded. "How did he know?"
"I told him. It was like a last request sort of thing. I think he held him up and Draco spilled. Then why won't he tell me. I think he still loves me, but I broke his heart." Hermione said sadly. The song was coming to a close.
"I dunno. Hermione, I'm doing the best I can here. All I have is a guess." The song stopped, "Thank you for this dance."
"My pleasure." She said kissing him on the cheek. He blushed and disappeared.
"Malfoy! Oi, Malfoy." Draco snapped around to see Neville.
"What's the punk loser want?" He asked sneering.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Neville asked him rudely dragging him outside.
"I have a habit of attracting weirdos don't I? Now is it for the same reason?"
"Why are you so blind? Why are you so stupid? Why don't you take her back. You ass." Neville said pushing him into a secluded area.
"What the fuck Longbottom?" Draco said being smarter than to go at anything physical with him.
"Hermione. She loves you, you bastard! No, you choose fucking 'him' fuck it! VOLDEMORT! You choose Voldemort over her?"
"I choose no one over her." He started quietly, "I pretend, because I am not good enough for her."
"I know that, but you can't choose whom you love!"
"She will move on. She must move on. You don't think it hurt when she broke MY heart? You don't think it hurts to not be able to hold her? You don't think it hurts to not be able to be able to kiss her. You don't think it hurts when I can't fall asleep with her? You don't think it hurts that I have to deny loving her to almost everyone!?"
"Why don't you just tell her? Why don't you just be together. The way I see it you're a stubborn asshole that can kill anyone. Hermione is a stubborn person that can kill anyone, but chooses not to."
"I can't tell her. She'll hate me forever for stopping her to find someone else. Besides I've already owled my parents telling them I don't want to be with Voldemort, so you can't make that point. Now I'm assuming you two are the only ones who know." He said as he turned to walk away.
Hermione came out of the bushes. She had decided to follow Neville just in case he would fight someone.
"Did you hear all of that?" He asked her not the least bit mad that she had followed him.
"I can't believe it. He thinks he's not good enough for me." She said she started running to catch up with him.
"Draco, wait!" He stopped and looked behind him. They were still in a secluded area.
"What?" He asked her. His eyes flickered with pain.
"I love you." His eyes filled with love within seconds. They then froze.
"Take a walk with me." He said unemotionally. She looked hurt, but still followed.
"This can't work. We're not meant to be. Your parents are just disowning you for your denial. My parents might actually physically harm me. Everyone around me, close to me, is in danger."
"I don't care. I don't care one bit. I'd die for you, Draco. I am not complete without you."
"And our houses. Your friends are obviously important to you. Most Slytherins banned together to not join Voldemort. I have my friends."
"I don't care. I can deal with your friends if you can deal with mine."
"What about careers? I want to be a Potions Master and work at a lab."
"As do I. The position is so difficult that we will make plenty to be able to afford several mansions and live comfortably."
"And marriage? We're young and I just don't want it before I have my life after Hogwarts set up."
"Neither do I. Anything else Draco?" He still had doubts.
"I'm not good enough for you. I never will be. I can't give you what you need."
"Draco, you give me everything I need. I love you. I am not good enough for you."
He kissed her deeply, "I love you."
"I love you, too." They broke apart and started talking a bit.
"Hermione?" Neville asked squinting in the dark.
"It's me, Nev." She shouted at him. He walked over to her.
"Oh thank god." He said seeing Draco. Draco nodded to him neutrally.
"Neville, all I'm saying is that you rock." Hermione said hugging him.
"A guy can get jealous." Draco whispered loudly so she could hear him like she was meant to.
"Oh shush." Hermione smiled at him. Neville let go of her.
"I am so glad. Hey if you love Malfoy.. Err… Draco, then I'll accept him. I just hope Harry and Ron will. He is on our side now." Neville said smartly.
Hermione nodded to him happy at his reaction. If only the world could be like Neville. That would be perfect.
Draco walked to Hermione with drinks. Most people were dancing, and didn't notice, but those who were there gaped.
"A dance, my love?" He asked bowing slightly. She nodded to him. It was a slow song.
People were blinking at the sight before them. Hermione leaned against Draco's chest. He kissed her forehead and pushed her up against him.
"I swear I will murder them all if they don't stop staring." She whispered to him. He laughed a bit at her.
"We're not killers, babe, remember. Then again a little torture never hurt anyone. Maybe them but not us." She giggled against him.
"Ditch this place? I'm tired." They walked out of the Great Hall, all eyes on them.
"Harry! Ron!" Hermione yelled at them. She had never seen them in her common room. It was later that night and her and Draco were enjoying time by themselves.
"Malfoy. Hermione, we need to talk." Harry said glaring at Draco. Draco looked back neutrally.
"Harry, Ron, I am sorry you didn't know. You know he was the reason I was feeling low, that is until that one night Neville talked me out of it and took me somewhere that's special to him. Can you please accept him? For me?" She pleaded.
After a few minutes of a glare down Harry walked up to Draco menacingly.
"Truce?" He asked. Draco blinked, "For Hermione?"
"Doesn't mean we're best friends Potter." He said smirking as he took Harry's hand.
"Keep Blaise and the Pussy suckers out of my face." Ron said also taking Draco's hand.
"As long as you don't bother my friends, they won't bother you." Draco said, "Now get out, we were having a nice conversation. And for that you have to have some vocabulary other than I, a, and wow."
Hermione kicked him and frowned. Harry and Ron glared. He hung his head slightly, which was in no doubt not normal.
"Behave." She told him. He nodded like a little child and suddenly for now reason hugged her.
She stumbled a bit which gave him the full advantage of pinning her against the wall. Harry and Ron were watching not sure as if to think of it as disgusting or if to smile at Draco's personality around Hermione.
"What do you think, mate?" Ron asked Harry as they watched Draco take Hermione and swing her around to music that wasn't playing.
"I'm scared." Harry replied seriously. Ron nodded to him.
Draco and Hermione meanwhile started a swing dance.
"We're still here!" Ron shouted to them. They stopped and looked at them.
"You're point?" Hermione asked smiling. Draco held onto her tightly.
Just when he let go, she burst into flames. He blinked several times at the scorch marks.
"What'd you do?" Harry and Ron's yells were unheard. Draco blinked before he himself was pulled into darkness.
DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN GOOD CHARLOTTE, I DON'T OWN SIMPLE PLAN, I DON'T OWN NEW FOUND GLORY, I DON'T OWN MXPX, I DON'T OWN LINKIN PARK, I DON'T OWN LIMP BIZKIT, I DON'T OWN MADE, I DON'T OWN LEVEL, I DON'T OWN THIS COMPUTER(ITS MY RENTS THAT BOUGHT ME THE COMPYS I HAVE) I DON'T OWN THIS HOUSE, I DON'T OWN MY ROOM(MY RENTS! HEY I AM 12) I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER, I DON'T OWN ANY HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS! HAPPY????? NOW I FEEL LIKE CRAP! LMFAO! THEN AGAIN..... I do OWN THIS PLOT! SO TAKE IT AND U DIE! LOL
Chapter 14
Perfect
"I'm sorry I can't be perfect." Draco murmured to himself. He looked in the mirror in disgust.
"Gods." Hermione said to herself in her room. "Why can't I be good enough for him? I'm sorry, Draco, I can't be perfect."
Hermione had soon dropped the idea of dressing like a punk for the Halloween Ball. The three boys were still doing it, though. She had decided to go as a Veela. She hadn't put any spell on her, but she had worn the clothes.
She walked to the Gryffindor common room to receive stares from guys and glares from girls. She saw Harry, Ron and Neville instantly.
They were all very.. Original. Ron's won the prize though. He had on a very baggy pair of pants with a lot of pockets. Every pocket had a chain coming out of it leading to another pocket. He also had a hoodie with Made on it. His hair was magically grown and was now black. It was in very large spikes. He had used eyeliner or mascara to draw line from his eyes to his cheeks.
"Ron, I love it." She said pulling on one of his chains.
"I think it's just a Halloween thing. Is this stuff supposed to be comfortable? I keep tripping on the chains." They laughed at him.
"A dance?" Neville asked her. She accepted his offer. It was a slow dance so she leaned on him.
"I got a letter from George. It said 'He loves you more than anything.'" Hermione whispered to him. Neville stopped momentarily before resuming.
"Malfoy you reckon?" He asked her. She nodded. "How did he know?"
"I told him. It was like a last request sort of thing. I think he held him up and Draco spilled. Then why won't he tell me. I think he still loves me, but I broke his heart." Hermione said sadly. The song was coming to a close.
"I dunno. Hermione, I'm doing the best I can here. All I have is a guess." The song stopped, "Thank you for this dance."
"My pleasure." She said kissing him on the cheek. He blushed and disappeared.
"Malfoy! Oi, Malfoy." Draco snapped around to see Neville.
"What's the punk loser want?" He asked sneering.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Neville asked him rudely dragging him outside.
"I have a habit of attracting weirdos don't I? Now is it for the same reason?"
"Why are you so blind? Why are you so stupid? Why don't you take her back. You ass." Neville said pushing him into a secluded area.
"What the fuck Longbottom?" Draco said being smarter than to go at anything physical with him.
"Hermione. She loves you, you bastard! No, you choose fucking 'him' fuck it! VOLDEMORT! You choose Voldemort over her?"
"I choose no one over her." He started quietly, "I pretend, because I am not good enough for her."
"I know that, but you can't choose whom you love!"
"She will move on. She must move on. You don't think it hurt when she broke MY heart? You don't think it hurts to not be able to hold her? You don't think it hurts to not be able to be able to kiss her. You don't think it hurts when I can't fall asleep with her? You don't think it hurts that I have to deny loving her to almost everyone!?"
"Why don't you just tell her? Why don't you just be together. The way I see it you're a stubborn asshole that can kill anyone. Hermione is a stubborn person that can kill anyone, but chooses not to."
"I can't tell her. She'll hate me forever for stopping her to find someone else. Besides I've already owled my parents telling them I don't want to be with Voldemort, so you can't make that point. Now I'm assuming you two are the only ones who know." He said as he turned to walk away.
Hermione came out of the bushes. She had decided to follow Neville just in case he would fight someone.
"Did you hear all of that?" He asked her not the least bit mad that she had followed him.
"I can't believe it. He thinks he's not good enough for me." She said she started running to catch up with him.
"Draco, wait!" He stopped and looked behind him. They were still in a secluded area.
"What?" He asked her. His eyes flickered with pain.
"I love you." His eyes filled with love within seconds. They then froze.
"Take a walk with me." He said unemotionally. She looked hurt, but still followed.
"This can't work. We're not meant to be. Your parents are just disowning you for your denial. My parents might actually physically harm me. Everyone around me, close to me, is in danger."
"I don't care. I don't care one bit. I'd die for you, Draco. I am not complete without you."
"And our houses. Your friends are obviously important to you. Most Slytherins banned together to not join Voldemort. I have my friends."
"I don't care. I can deal with your friends if you can deal with mine."
"What about careers? I want to be a Potions Master and work at a lab."
"As do I. The position is so difficult that we will make plenty to be able to afford several mansions and live comfortably."
"And marriage? We're young and I just don't want it before I have my life after Hogwarts set up."
"Neither do I. Anything else Draco?" He still had doubts.
"I'm not good enough for you. I never will be. I can't give you what you need."
"Draco, you give me everything I need. I love you. I am not good enough for you."
He kissed her deeply, "I love you."
"I love you, too." They broke apart and started talking a bit.
"Hermione?" Neville asked squinting in the dark.
"It's me, Nev." She shouted at him. He walked over to her.
"Oh thank god." He said seeing Draco. Draco nodded to him neutrally.
"Neville, all I'm saying is that you rock." Hermione said hugging him.
"A guy can get jealous." Draco whispered loudly so she could hear him like she was meant to.
"Oh shush." Hermione smiled at him. Neville let go of her.
"I am so glad. Hey if you love Malfoy.. Err… Draco, then I'll accept him. I just hope Harry and Ron will. He is on our side now." Neville said smartly.
Hermione nodded to him happy at his reaction. If only the world could be like Neville. That would be perfect.
Draco walked to Hermione with drinks. Most people were dancing, and didn't notice, but those who were there gaped.
"A dance, my love?" He asked bowing slightly. She nodded to him. It was a slow song.
People were blinking at the sight before them. Hermione leaned against Draco's chest. He kissed her forehead and pushed her up against him.
"I swear I will murder them all if they don't stop staring." She whispered to him. He laughed a bit at her.
"We're not killers, babe, remember. Then again a little torture never hurt anyone. Maybe them but not us." She giggled against him.
"Ditch this place? I'm tired." They walked out of the Great Hall, all eyes on them.
"Harry! Ron!" Hermione yelled at them. She had never seen them in her common room. It was later that night and her and Draco were enjoying time by themselves.
"Malfoy. Hermione, we need to talk." Harry said glaring at Draco. Draco looked back neutrally.
"Harry, Ron, I am sorry you didn't know. You know he was the reason I was feeling low, that is until that one night Neville talked me out of it and took me somewhere that's special to him. Can you please accept him? For me?" She pleaded.
After a few minutes of a glare down Harry walked up to Draco menacingly.
"Truce?" He asked. Draco blinked, "For Hermione?"
"Doesn't mean we're best friends Potter." He said smirking as he took Harry's hand.
"Keep Blaise and the Pussy suckers out of my face." Ron said also taking Draco's hand.
"As long as you don't bother my friends, they won't bother you." Draco said, "Now get out, we were having a nice conversation. And for that you have to have some vocabulary other than I, a, and wow."
Hermione kicked him and frowned. Harry and Ron glared. He hung his head slightly, which was in no doubt not normal.
"Behave." She told him. He nodded like a little child and suddenly for now reason hugged her.
She stumbled a bit which gave him the full advantage of pinning her against the wall. Harry and Ron were watching not sure as if to think of it as disgusting or if to smile at Draco's personality around Hermione.
"What do you think, mate?" Ron asked Harry as they watched Draco take Hermione and swing her around to music that wasn't playing.
"I'm scared." Harry replied seriously. Ron nodded to him.
Draco and Hermione meanwhile started a swing dance.
"We're still here!" Ron shouted to them. They stopped and looked at them.
"You're point?" Hermione asked smiling. Draco held onto her tightly.
Just when he let go, she burst into flames. He blinked several times at the scorch marks.
"What'd you do?" Harry and Ron's yells were unheard. Draco blinked before he himself was pulled into darkness.