(A/N: I'm so happy, so many reviews! Thanks soooo much! This story is for
you! Woo hoo!
Anyway, I think I need to address the whole Luna thing as it has been brought up twice. When I posted the common room scene, I then realized that Luna was in Ravenclaw and it was something I'd overlooked. So I just decided to make her a Gryffindor since it was already posted. So just so no one else is confused, I know I'm kinda breaking the rules here but I'm lazy in that sense, Luna is in Gryffindor for this story. Alrighty now, the usual disclaimer and the rest of the story.)
~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: THE EXPLANATION
Draco panicked. She would never want him if she knew the truth. If she knew that he had witnessed her parent's death, knew that he was there on Voldemort's orders..he didn't want to think about it. But looking at her face, her chocolate brown eyes wide, Draco knew he could never lie to her. He sighed.
"Look Hermione, I'm not going to lie to you and I don't blame you if you never want to see me again but--"
"Draco! How can you even say that? I'd never leave you, I'm going through hell right now to stay with you!" she cried, cutting him off
"I know but---I got the note because I was there." He said as he looked to the ground
"What?" Hermione said horrified and shocked
"I---I was there. I saw everything"
"Draco---Why---why were you there?" she asked innocently confused
"Because---Hermione my father made me---I was on a mission with Voldemort and the other death eaters." He said quietly, Hermione gasped. "I didn't kill anyone, or hurt anyone, I promise, I couldn't have." But Hermione only shook her head.
"No, stop. I don't want to know any more." She said darkly, eyes clouding over. "But I do want to know one thing. Who killed my parents? Tell me truthfully."
"Hermione, please no"
"TELL ME!" she cried angrily. Draco hung his head and took a deep breath.
"It was my father. It was Lucius." Hermione started crying and shaking her head.
"No! No! You're lying! You're lying!"
"God Hermione, I wish I was," he said as he drew her into his arms. She threw his arm off her and glared, something he hadn't seen in months, and started walking away.
"I need time to think," she muttered
"No! Hermione wait!" Draco called after her
"Draco just leave me alone!" Hermione cried
"Hermione! HERMIONE!"
Hermione heard his desperate shouts fade into the distance as she picked up speed, running for her life, determined not to look back.
She entered the castle and ran. She didn't know where she was running to, but it didn't matter. Just to get away. Hermione flung herself down beside a statue and cried like she never had before.
"Remember he's always a Malfoy, Son of Lucius Malfoy, Assistant to Lord Voldemort."
Hermione heard Ron's voice echo in her head, her pain increasing as she remembered each word.
"Yes, Ron's right. He's a pureblood and a Malfoy. Its in his veins Hermione. No matter how much he might have changed, those things are unalterable."
The words were like icicles stinging her heart and they hurt 10 times more than when she had first heard them. Hermione could just picture Harry and Ron saying, "I told you so" The thought made Hermione feel all the more helpless. How could this happen? How could it have gone so wrong?
Hermione's sobs were so awful, if one were to pass by the corridor, the wrenching sobs of a beautiful 16-year-old girl would have been etched in their minds forever.
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(A/N: Dramatic chapter! Thanks again to all who reviewed! Hope you liked it! )
Anyway, I think I need to address the whole Luna thing as it has been brought up twice. When I posted the common room scene, I then realized that Luna was in Ravenclaw and it was something I'd overlooked. So I just decided to make her a Gryffindor since it was already posted. So just so no one else is confused, I know I'm kinda breaking the rules here but I'm lazy in that sense, Luna is in Gryffindor for this story. Alrighty now, the usual disclaimer and the rest of the story.)
~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: THE EXPLANATION
Draco panicked. She would never want him if she knew the truth. If she knew that he had witnessed her parent's death, knew that he was there on Voldemort's orders..he didn't want to think about it. But looking at her face, her chocolate brown eyes wide, Draco knew he could never lie to her. He sighed.
"Look Hermione, I'm not going to lie to you and I don't blame you if you never want to see me again but--"
"Draco! How can you even say that? I'd never leave you, I'm going through hell right now to stay with you!" she cried, cutting him off
"I know but---I got the note because I was there." He said as he looked to the ground
"What?" Hermione said horrified and shocked
"I---I was there. I saw everything"
"Draco---Why---why were you there?" she asked innocently confused
"Because---Hermione my father made me---I was on a mission with Voldemort and the other death eaters." He said quietly, Hermione gasped. "I didn't kill anyone, or hurt anyone, I promise, I couldn't have." But Hermione only shook her head.
"No, stop. I don't want to know any more." She said darkly, eyes clouding over. "But I do want to know one thing. Who killed my parents? Tell me truthfully."
"Hermione, please no"
"TELL ME!" she cried angrily. Draco hung his head and took a deep breath.
"It was my father. It was Lucius." Hermione started crying and shaking her head.
"No! No! You're lying! You're lying!"
"God Hermione, I wish I was," he said as he drew her into his arms. She threw his arm off her and glared, something he hadn't seen in months, and started walking away.
"I need time to think," she muttered
"No! Hermione wait!" Draco called after her
"Draco just leave me alone!" Hermione cried
"Hermione! HERMIONE!"
Hermione heard his desperate shouts fade into the distance as she picked up speed, running for her life, determined not to look back.
She entered the castle and ran. She didn't know where she was running to, but it didn't matter. Just to get away. Hermione flung herself down beside a statue and cried like she never had before.
"Remember he's always a Malfoy, Son of Lucius Malfoy, Assistant to Lord Voldemort."
Hermione heard Ron's voice echo in her head, her pain increasing as she remembered each word.
"Yes, Ron's right. He's a pureblood and a Malfoy. Its in his veins Hermione. No matter how much he might have changed, those things are unalterable."
The words were like icicles stinging her heart and they hurt 10 times more than when she had first heard them. Hermione could just picture Harry and Ron saying, "I told you so" The thought made Hermione feel all the more helpless. How could this happen? How could it have gone so wrong?
Hermione's sobs were so awful, if one were to pass by the corridor, the wrenching sobs of a beautiful 16-year-old girl would have been etched in their minds forever.
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(A/N: Dramatic chapter! Thanks again to all who reviewed! Hope you liked it! )