Disclaimer: okay so im supposed to say that I don't own any of the
characters and stuff rite? Well I don't.....but I didn't kno we had to do
this....my bad...that's why I don't have it in the first 3 parts of the
story.....don't sue me or anything....
Chapter 3: You Make the Sunset Look Beautiful
"Hey Harry I know your mad at me right now, but could we please just work this out?" Hermione's only answer was a grunt.
"Fine you don't have to talk to me...but you seemed so happy earlier. What did you want to tell me?"
"I think you're so busy with Draco that you won't even hear me."
"Harry this is ridiculous! You're mad at me because I have feelings for Malfoy!" Hermione said irritably.
"I don't see what I did to make you so mad! You don't know what is was like for him in the past! You're judging him...and you don't even know him!"
"Hermione for all we know, Draco could be lying."
"Well then maybe your lying too! Maybe your aunt and uncle aren't horrible to you like you say they are! Who knows maybe your even lying about killing Lucius Malfoy! Just because you and Draco don't like each other doesn't mean you have to judge him!" Anger was boiling in Hermione's veins and she wanted to let out all of it. Harry was staring at her with a hurt expression on his face then, Harry spoke as if retaliating.
"And what's so horrible about his life Hermione?! Did he have his godfather, best friend, and parents all taken away by Voldemort or by his followers?! Tell me Hermione what's so wrong with his stuck up life?!"
"Well he might not have had things taken away by Voldemort, but remember who killed his father Harry! Don't forget that you were the cause of that one! And if you had just learned occlumency both Ron and Sirius would be awake right now! And don't act like Ron was only your friend...he was mine too!" Harry was too hurt and surprised by Hermione's words that he couldn't respond.
"Oh what?! Now the GREAT Harry Potter can't think of a cutting response or explanation?! Harry I've got feelings too and I'm tired of you ignoring them!" Hermione walked away and slammed the door, but suddenly she felt tired and lonely in her prefect dorms.
She got up and walked to her little patio, where Draco and her had just been yesterday laughing. She remembered how they also where now a couple and she smiled. Then remembering his lips on hers she looked down by the river where they had had their first kiss together.
"The sunset makes you look beautiful Hermione...or is it that you make the sunset look beautiful?!" Hermione's anger seemed to flow out as a smile spread across her lips.
"Don't try to serenade me with lines you learned from a book Draco!"
"No actually Hermione...I heard someone say that in a movie. So technically I didn't learn it from a book." Draco's grin turned into a laugh as Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Same difference Malfoy," Hermione managed to say while laughing.
"I wish I could kiss you from here Granger."
"I'm glad your stinky breath is away from me." Hermione said blushing scarlet red.
"Funny I thought Weasly was the one who usually blushed." If anyone else had mentioned Ron's name like that Hermione would've been hurt, but for some reason Hermione couldn't get mad at Draco.
Both her and Draco were too fascinated by the sunset and each other's presence that neither of them wanted to break the silence. It was dark by the time Draco looked at his watch and saw that it was already time for dinner.
"Hermione I'm hungry," as Draco said this though he noticed that Hermione wasn't on her patio, but rushing to get her dinner. Draco started to laugh and rushed after her.
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"Mum what are you doing?"
"I'm changing your hair color."
"I know, but why? I remember you doing this since I was little... Why do you change my hair color mum? Do you not like it?"
"It's not that Draco...It's just we have to change your hair color."
"But I don't wanna do it anymore!"
"Draco I'm finished. Go and play. Oh wait Draco. Let green turn to blue!"
"Finished now mum?"
"Eye color and hair color...all for now dear."
It's because she wanted me to look like Lucius as if I were his real child. Why? Who is my real father? Why won't she tell me? Eye color and Hair color...I'm not gonna do it anymore. I'm tired of pretending that I'm this blonde hair, icy blue-eyed boy who is Lucius' child. I'm not doing it anymore...now that he's dead. No more.
Chapter 3: You Make the Sunset Look Beautiful
"Hey Harry I know your mad at me right now, but could we please just work this out?" Hermione's only answer was a grunt.
"Fine you don't have to talk to me...but you seemed so happy earlier. What did you want to tell me?"
"I think you're so busy with Draco that you won't even hear me."
"Harry this is ridiculous! You're mad at me because I have feelings for Malfoy!" Hermione said irritably.
"I don't see what I did to make you so mad! You don't know what is was like for him in the past! You're judging him...and you don't even know him!"
"Hermione for all we know, Draco could be lying."
"Well then maybe your lying too! Maybe your aunt and uncle aren't horrible to you like you say they are! Who knows maybe your even lying about killing Lucius Malfoy! Just because you and Draco don't like each other doesn't mean you have to judge him!" Anger was boiling in Hermione's veins and she wanted to let out all of it. Harry was staring at her with a hurt expression on his face then, Harry spoke as if retaliating.
"And what's so horrible about his life Hermione?! Did he have his godfather, best friend, and parents all taken away by Voldemort or by his followers?! Tell me Hermione what's so wrong with his stuck up life?!"
"Well he might not have had things taken away by Voldemort, but remember who killed his father Harry! Don't forget that you were the cause of that one! And if you had just learned occlumency both Ron and Sirius would be awake right now! And don't act like Ron was only your friend...he was mine too!" Harry was too hurt and surprised by Hermione's words that he couldn't respond.
"Oh what?! Now the GREAT Harry Potter can't think of a cutting response or explanation?! Harry I've got feelings too and I'm tired of you ignoring them!" Hermione walked away and slammed the door, but suddenly she felt tired and lonely in her prefect dorms.
She got up and walked to her little patio, where Draco and her had just been yesterday laughing. She remembered how they also where now a couple and she smiled. Then remembering his lips on hers she looked down by the river where they had had their first kiss together.
"The sunset makes you look beautiful Hermione...or is it that you make the sunset look beautiful?!" Hermione's anger seemed to flow out as a smile spread across her lips.
"Don't try to serenade me with lines you learned from a book Draco!"
"No actually Hermione...I heard someone say that in a movie. So technically I didn't learn it from a book." Draco's grin turned into a laugh as Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Same difference Malfoy," Hermione managed to say while laughing.
"I wish I could kiss you from here Granger."
"I'm glad your stinky breath is away from me." Hermione said blushing scarlet red.
"Funny I thought Weasly was the one who usually blushed." If anyone else had mentioned Ron's name like that Hermione would've been hurt, but for some reason Hermione couldn't get mad at Draco.
Both her and Draco were too fascinated by the sunset and each other's presence that neither of them wanted to break the silence. It was dark by the time Draco looked at his watch and saw that it was already time for dinner.
"Hermione I'm hungry," as Draco said this though he noticed that Hermione wasn't on her patio, but rushing to get her dinner. Draco started to laugh and rushed after her.
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"Mum what are you doing?"
"I'm changing your hair color."
"I know, but why? I remember you doing this since I was little... Why do you change my hair color mum? Do you not like it?"
"It's not that Draco...It's just we have to change your hair color."
"But I don't wanna do it anymore!"
"Draco I'm finished. Go and play. Oh wait Draco. Let green turn to blue!"
"Finished now mum?"
"Eye color and hair color...all for now dear."
It's because she wanted me to look like Lucius as if I were his real child. Why? Who is my real father? Why won't she tell me? Eye color and Hair color...I'm not gonna do it anymore. I'm tired of pretending that I'm this blonde hair, icy blue-eyed boy who is Lucius' child. I'm not doing it anymore...now that he's dead. No more.