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Chapter 6- I Know I Can Stop The Pain If I Will It All Away
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. *bursts into tears* *sniff* At least I own this fic. *sniff*
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~*~Draco P.O.V~*~
I've been sitting here for days. I wonder when she's going to wake up. Oh, that morning when I found her. It was
horrible. She was lying there, fainted. Blood splattered her robes while tears splattered her face. A sharp blade
lay just by her. Blood stained it...her blood. Why am I even sitting here for? It's only her...the mud-mud... oh I can't
even say it anymore. It's just that....she's so captivating....her intellect..her beauty... her. What will my father do
if he found out I was helping...her. I know what he'd do to me. He'd punish me, like always. But if he finds out this time,
it'll be much worse. Much much worse. Because this time, she's muggle born.
~*~Normal P.O.V~*~
Draco was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice Hermione's eyes flutter open. But he did notice the
moan that accompanied it. His head snapped toward the bed.
Hermione noticed that someone was by her bed as she woke up. Though her vision was blurry, she noticed that the
person was a guy, blond and sitting hunched on a chair. Her heart skipped a beat. What if...what if it was him.. and,
where was she? Hermione moaned in pain. In a heartbeat..or maybe two the way Hermione's heart was beating.. the person
was up and talking to her. Finding out if she was alright. "Who are you?" She asked.
Draco stopped, he didn't think about what would happen if she knew who he was. He fled. He fled before she had
time to stop him. Before she had time to ask again.
Hermione was fighting to stay conscience, to wonder who it was. BUt in her heart, she already knew. It was him,
Draco Malfoy. Hermione's head hit the pillow as she slipped into unconscienceness once again.
Draco was racing down the hallway at lightning speed. His heart beating twice as fast. 'How could I have been so
stupid?' thought Draco, his breaths coming out in short bursts. His sweat made the beautiful blond hair stick to his
forehead. 'What did I expect? She'd rush into my arms because I brought her to the Hospital wing? Don't be stupid Malfoy,
girls like her don't want to mingle with the likes of you. And you shouldn't be thinking about mingling into her kind."
Running the rest of the way to the Slytherin common room and up the stairs to his dormitory, Draco plopped onto his bed.
He was thinking about how it would be if someone like her loved him. Liked him even.
He was drowning in his thoughts until a few minutes later, Crabbe and Goyle strolled in. "Hey Draco!" yelled Goyle.
Draco pretended to be asleep. Crabbe stared and whispered to Goyle, "Do you think he's dead?" "I dunno," said Goyle, not
bothering to keep his voice down. He clambered onto the bed and pulled out his wand from his robes. "I use this for special
cases like this." Draco wondered what he was talking about and was answered by a sharp poke in his backside. Draco squirmed
a little, but not enough to be detected by Crabbe or Goyle. "Wicked," yelled Crabbe, all weariness forgotten, "Let me try!"
He grabbed the wand from Goyle and shoved it into Draco's back. "Ahh!" bellowed Draco, "What the bloody hell are you
doing?!" Goyle stared at Crabbe, "I guess he's not dead then," he said and they both skipped out into the common room.
Grumbling, Draco rubbed his back where the stick had hit him. Deciding that he had absolutely nothing to do, Draco headed
towards the Great Hall.
~^~Hospital Wing~^~
On her hospital bed, Hermione was just waking up. Judging from the minimum amount of light, she guessed that it was
dinnertime. Hermione half sat, half laid on the pillows behind her. She was thinking about the boy in her room. 'Was it just
a dream?' She wondered. Suddenly, out of no where, Madame Pomfrey was at her bedside. "Oh my dear," she said, "You're awake.
How are you feeling?" Hermione thought about this simple question. How was she feeling? 'Oh I'm feeling many things miss.
Depressed, isolated, unwanted. But other than that, everything's just peachy.' But just to keep things simple. She simply
said, "I'm a bit hungry." "Oh yes!" Madame Pomfrey said while checking Hermione's vitals. "I would imagine so, you've been
here for three days! What did you do to yourself?! A young man brought you up to me. You were covered in blood my dear."
Hermione was surprised. So it wasn't just a dream. "Really?" Hermione asked, "Who was it?" Madame Pomfrey stopped for a
second and then shook her head, making her bun swing side to side. "Oh dear, my memory's failing me. I just don't remember."
"Oh," said Hermione sadly. All of a sudden, Madame Pomfrey was happy again. "Why don't you go down to dinner? You can
put on your robes. I had the house-elves wash it for you. It looks just like new." She handed Hermione her robes on a
hanger and left her to change. While changing, Hermione kept thinking, 'Who was that guy?'
~^~Great Hall~^~
Draco was picking at his steak when Hermione walked in. He smiled, now he knew that she was okay. That she was
going to be alright. He watched her eyes scan through the Great Hall. Decidedly making up her mind, (is that like bad
grammar? *shrugs* srry if it was) she headed towards the empty end of the Gryffindor table. She looked so lonely.
Hermione walked into the Great Hall. AFter the quick scan of the crowd, of which she sneaked a glance at Draco, she
headed toward the empty end of the Gryffindor table. She carefully avoided Harry and Ron. Sitting down, she began to pile
steak, mashed potatoes, peas, and carrots on her plate. Just as she was about to dig in, she felt a pair of eyes on her.
Quickly looking up, her eyes 'happened' to land on the spot of the Slytherin table that Draco was sitting at, her stomach
seemed to have butterfles fluttering around the instant she saw him. His ears were red as he stared at his steak. 'Was he
staring at me?' Hermione thought, 'No, it wasn't him. Why would he anyways?'
Draco was still staring at Hermione when she was just about to begin eating. Suddenly, she stopped. 'Why'd she
stop? She looks so-' Her head snapped up at him. 'Uh oh.' he thought as he turned his attention back to his steak. He
could feel his ears reddening.
'Bloody hell,' Hermione was thinking, 'Why am I staring at him?' She averted her gaze, unfortunately, it landed on
Harry, Ron, and their giggling girlfriends. And so, she stared at her food began to eat.
Half and hour later, both Hermione and Draco were done dinner. They stood up at the same time and left. Amazingly,
both reached the doorway at the same moment, both had butterflies. They looked at eachother. "Uh...Hi Hermione." said Draco,
'Stupid move!' he yelled inwardly. 'Oh my gosh is he talking to me? What a stupid question, I'm the only Hermione in
school.' thought Hermione. "Er....hi..Draco.....?" she said to him. 'Ugh, good going, how very smart I am.' she thought.
They stared for another awkward second, both nervous and embarassed. "Er.....bye then." he said. "Bye," she whispered. And
so they both went their separate ways.
Draco rushed up to his dormitory, scolding himself the entire way. 'Oh yeah. Uh...hi Hermione. So very articulate
of me. I'm so stupid. Stupid, stupid me.' He sat himself down at his desk and took a his leather bound book. This book was
somewhat his diary. In it he wrote his thoughts and his feelings all mixed up inside. Tonight, he wrote:
I am in love. With a women so intelligent, so beautiful. Her name, Hermione Granger. Tonight, I have one wish, one
wish to wish. And that is for her to love me.
He closed the book, changed into his pyjamas, and climbed into bed, thiinking about Hermione.
Hermione walked quickly into her dormitory, very flustered. She had just had a civil conversation with Draco Malfoy.
Or at least a few words in which he didn't call her a mudblood or make any rude or condescending (sp?) remarks. She was
happy. In her dormitory, Hermione changed into her pyjamas and stood by the window. The moon showered her face with light.
She stared at the stars. There, by the window, Hermione Granger whispered:
Star light, star bright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight
I wish that Draco Malfoy would love me.
And so the love that would never be found. Prejudice keeps them apart. He was brought up never to love, never to feel. He
was brought up to hate anyone that was not pure blood. She was born into a family of hate. She closed herself, her life
too full of pain. And now, they shall be brought together. Apart, the pain is too much to bear.
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A/N: I'm sooo sorry for the long wait but I finally updated! First my account was locked for some dumb ass reasong, then
I had to write it out and wait till I could go on the computer. Then type it up. And then there's school, that's cutting
up my spare time to pieces. So you see the trouble I'm in but hang in there! The next chapter's coming soon.
I never thought that this chapter would get so long! I tried to make it long of course but woah O.O! Do all of you
like it? I do! And this proves that I don't have a disease that disables me from writing long chapters. BUt what about
super long chapters? I still got a lot of work to get to that. This is the longest author note I have ever written YAY!
I've been writing and typing alot lately. That's a good thing right? My fingers are hurting. And you know what's a
good medicine for hurting fingers? REVIEWS!! and if you want more chapters like this, REVIEW!
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Chapter 6- I Know I Can Stop The Pain If I Will It All Away
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. *bursts into tears* *sniff* At least I own this fic. *sniff*
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~*~Draco P.O.V~*~
I've been sitting here for days. I wonder when she's going to wake up. Oh, that morning when I found her. It was
horrible. She was lying there, fainted. Blood splattered her robes while tears splattered her face. A sharp blade
lay just by her. Blood stained it...her blood. Why am I even sitting here for? It's only her...the mud-mud... oh I can't
even say it anymore. It's just that....she's so captivating....her intellect..her beauty... her. What will my father do
if he found out I was helping...her. I know what he'd do to me. He'd punish me, like always. But if he finds out this time,
it'll be much worse. Much much worse. Because this time, she's muggle born.
~*~Normal P.O.V~*~
Draco was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice Hermione's eyes flutter open. But he did notice the
moan that accompanied it. His head snapped toward the bed.
Hermione noticed that someone was by her bed as she woke up. Though her vision was blurry, she noticed that the
person was a guy, blond and sitting hunched on a chair. Her heart skipped a beat. What if...what if it was him.. and,
where was she? Hermione moaned in pain. In a heartbeat..or maybe two the way Hermione's heart was beating.. the person
was up and talking to her. Finding out if she was alright. "Who are you?" She asked.
Draco stopped, he didn't think about what would happen if she knew who he was. He fled. He fled before she had
time to stop him. Before she had time to ask again.
Hermione was fighting to stay conscience, to wonder who it was. BUt in her heart, she already knew. It was him,
Draco Malfoy. Hermione's head hit the pillow as she slipped into unconscienceness once again.
Draco was racing down the hallway at lightning speed. His heart beating twice as fast. 'How could I have been so
stupid?' thought Draco, his breaths coming out in short bursts. His sweat made the beautiful blond hair stick to his
forehead. 'What did I expect? She'd rush into my arms because I brought her to the Hospital wing? Don't be stupid Malfoy,
girls like her don't want to mingle with the likes of you. And you shouldn't be thinking about mingling into her kind."
Running the rest of the way to the Slytherin common room and up the stairs to his dormitory, Draco plopped onto his bed.
He was thinking about how it would be if someone like her loved him. Liked him even.
He was drowning in his thoughts until a few minutes later, Crabbe and Goyle strolled in. "Hey Draco!" yelled Goyle.
Draco pretended to be asleep. Crabbe stared and whispered to Goyle, "Do you think he's dead?" "I dunno," said Goyle, not
bothering to keep his voice down. He clambered onto the bed and pulled out his wand from his robes. "I use this for special
cases like this." Draco wondered what he was talking about and was answered by a sharp poke in his backside. Draco squirmed
a little, but not enough to be detected by Crabbe or Goyle. "Wicked," yelled Crabbe, all weariness forgotten, "Let me try!"
He grabbed the wand from Goyle and shoved it into Draco's back. "Ahh!" bellowed Draco, "What the bloody hell are you
doing?!" Goyle stared at Crabbe, "I guess he's not dead then," he said and they both skipped out into the common room.
Grumbling, Draco rubbed his back where the stick had hit him. Deciding that he had absolutely nothing to do, Draco headed
towards the Great Hall.
~^~Hospital Wing~^~
On her hospital bed, Hermione was just waking up. Judging from the minimum amount of light, she guessed that it was
dinnertime. Hermione half sat, half laid on the pillows behind her. She was thinking about the boy in her room. 'Was it just
a dream?' She wondered. Suddenly, out of no where, Madame Pomfrey was at her bedside. "Oh my dear," she said, "You're awake.
How are you feeling?" Hermione thought about this simple question. How was she feeling? 'Oh I'm feeling many things miss.
Depressed, isolated, unwanted. But other than that, everything's just peachy.' But just to keep things simple. She simply
said, "I'm a bit hungry." "Oh yes!" Madame Pomfrey said while checking Hermione's vitals. "I would imagine so, you've been
here for three days! What did you do to yourself?! A young man brought you up to me. You were covered in blood my dear."
Hermione was surprised. So it wasn't just a dream. "Really?" Hermione asked, "Who was it?" Madame Pomfrey stopped for a
second and then shook her head, making her bun swing side to side. "Oh dear, my memory's failing me. I just don't remember."
"Oh," said Hermione sadly. All of a sudden, Madame Pomfrey was happy again. "Why don't you go down to dinner? You can
put on your robes. I had the house-elves wash it for you. It looks just like new." She handed Hermione her robes on a
hanger and left her to change. While changing, Hermione kept thinking, 'Who was that guy?'
~^~Great Hall~^~
Draco was picking at his steak when Hermione walked in. He smiled, now he knew that she was okay. That she was
going to be alright. He watched her eyes scan through the Great Hall. Decidedly making up her mind, (is that like bad
grammar? *shrugs* srry if it was) she headed towards the empty end of the Gryffindor table. She looked so lonely.
Hermione walked into the Great Hall. AFter the quick scan of the crowd, of which she sneaked a glance at Draco, she
headed toward the empty end of the Gryffindor table. She carefully avoided Harry and Ron. Sitting down, she began to pile
steak, mashed potatoes, peas, and carrots on her plate. Just as she was about to dig in, she felt a pair of eyes on her.
Quickly looking up, her eyes 'happened' to land on the spot of the Slytherin table that Draco was sitting at, her stomach
seemed to have butterfles fluttering around the instant she saw him. His ears were red as he stared at his steak. 'Was he
staring at me?' Hermione thought, 'No, it wasn't him. Why would he anyways?'
Draco was still staring at Hermione when she was just about to begin eating. Suddenly, she stopped. 'Why'd she
stop? She looks so-' Her head snapped up at him. 'Uh oh.' he thought as he turned his attention back to his steak. He
could feel his ears reddening.
'Bloody hell,' Hermione was thinking, 'Why am I staring at him?' She averted her gaze, unfortunately, it landed on
Harry, Ron, and their giggling girlfriends. And so, she stared at her food began to eat.
Half and hour later, both Hermione and Draco were done dinner. They stood up at the same time and left. Amazingly,
both reached the doorway at the same moment, both had butterflies. They looked at eachother. "Uh...Hi Hermione." said Draco,
'Stupid move!' he yelled inwardly. 'Oh my gosh is he talking to me? What a stupid question, I'm the only Hermione in
school.' thought Hermione. "Er....hi..Draco.....?" she said to him. 'Ugh, good going, how very smart I am.' she thought.
They stared for another awkward second, both nervous and embarassed. "Er.....bye then." he said. "Bye," she whispered. And
so they both went their separate ways.
Draco rushed up to his dormitory, scolding himself the entire way. 'Oh yeah. Uh...hi Hermione. So very articulate
of me. I'm so stupid. Stupid, stupid me.' He sat himself down at his desk and took a his leather bound book. This book was
somewhat his diary. In it he wrote his thoughts and his feelings all mixed up inside. Tonight, he wrote:
I am in love. With a women so intelligent, so beautiful. Her name, Hermione Granger. Tonight, I have one wish, one
wish to wish. And that is for her to love me.
He closed the book, changed into his pyjamas, and climbed into bed, thiinking about Hermione.
Hermione walked quickly into her dormitory, very flustered. She had just had a civil conversation with Draco Malfoy.
Or at least a few words in which he didn't call her a mudblood or make any rude or condescending (sp?) remarks. She was
happy. In her dormitory, Hermione changed into her pyjamas and stood by the window. The moon showered her face with light.
She stared at the stars. There, by the window, Hermione Granger whispered:
Star light, star bright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight
I wish that Draco Malfoy would love me.
And so the love that would never be found. Prejudice keeps them apart. He was brought up never to love, never to feel. He
was brought up to hate anyone that was not pure blood. She was born into a family of hate. She closed herself, her life
too full of pain. And now, they shall be brought together. Apart, the pain is too much to bear.
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A/N: I'm sooo sorry for the long wait but I finally updated! First my account was locked for some dumb ass reasong, then
I had to write it out and wait till I could go on the computer. Then type it up. And then there's school, that's cutting
up my spare time to pieces. So you see the trouble I'm in but hang in there! The next chapter's coming soon.
I never thought that this chapter would get so long! I tried to make it long of course but woah O.O! Do all of you
like it? I do! And this proves that I don't have a disease that disables me from writing long chapters. BUt what about
super long chapters? I still got a lot of work to get to that. This is the longest author note I have ever written YAY!
I've been writing and typing alot lately. That's a good thing right? My fingers are hurting. And you know what's a
good medicine for hurting fingers? REVIEWS!! and if you want more chapters like this, REVIEW!
*jumps in circles* REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
Oh and one more thing,
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWW
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!