No Tomorrow
Chapter 10: Will They?
Hermione walked up to the front door of Draco's flat. Dressed in a casual but elegant black dress, she knocked on his door and waited anxiously for some one to answer. After a few minutes, and with Draco still not appearing at the front door, she sighed, her heart squeezing a little, as she began to make her way down the steps. She heard the clicking of a lock turning and the sound of a door knob twisting. She looked behind her at there he was, dressed in a crisp blue shirt and pressed khaki pants.
"Wow, you look...wow," Draco stammered.
Hermione blushed. "Thank you." She walked back up the stairs and into his flat. He had completely redecorated since she had been gone. No longer were the walls a sick color yellow-tan, but a more refreshing, handsomer hunter's green. The old couches were replaced with newer, more elegant furniture. The place looked incredible; there wasn't a single spec of dust to be seen, and it seemed like everything had it's own place.
Upon entering his flat, Hermione was received to a bouquet of deep red roses and purple lilies, two of her favorite flowers.
"Draco they're beautiful," she awed.
"Not as beautiful as you," Draco replied. He bent down and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek. Hermione blushed. She walked into his kitchen and saw that there was two glasses of wine next to two beautiful plates with fillet mignon and lobster tail, two of her favorite foods.
"Draco, this is all so wonderful, but-"
"Please, Hermione, just sit down and let's enjoy our dinner." She ceded to his request, placed the flowers in a vase that he had provided, then sat together and began feasting on their spectacular meals.
"Why are you doing all of this?" Hermione asked, as soon as she put down her fork and knife.
"You'll see, now close your eyes."
"Pardon?"
"Just trust me, close your eyes." She did as she was told, and when Draco said it was okay for her to open up her eyes, he had presented her with two beautiful wrapped gifts.
"Mr. Malfoy, what is it that you are doing exactly?" Hermione asked suspiciously.
"Please, just open your gifts." Gingerly fingering the wrapping paper, she unstuck the tape and opened up the gift to reveal a small, velvet purple box.
"Open it," he said excitedly. When she did she couldn't believe her eyes. Inside was a pair of two small, crystal kittens from one of her favorite stores, Cut To Perfection.
"Oh my goodness. They are the most beautiful figurines I have ever seen. Oh Draco you shouldn't have," she again awed as tears began to fill her eyes.
"Open your second gift," he asked. She cautiously set down the kittens and opened up the next gift. Inside another burgundy velvet box (violet and burgundy happened to be her two favorite colors) was a pair of Tanzanite and diamond earrings. Hermione gasped as she saw the radiance of this jewelry.
"And now, before you say anything, I want you to dance with me." She set down the earrings and followed Draco into the spare bedroom, which was converted into a tavern of roses and lilies and vanilla scented candles. He walked over and turned on the stereo, before pressing play on the box. Emitting from the speakers was Gary Jules' "Mad World". Draco, taking Hermione's arms, wrapped them around his neck and they began to sway to the lyrics.
All Around me are familiar faces, born out places, born out faces
Riding early for the daily races, going nowhere, going nowhere,
The tears are filling up their glasses, no expression, no expression,
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow, no tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad, the dreams of which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had. I find it hard to tell, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very mad
Children waiting for the day they feel good, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
When you feel the way that every child should, sit down and listen, sit down and listen
Went to school and was very nervous, no one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson, look right through me look right through me
And I find it kind of funny, and I find it kind of sad that the dreams of which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had. I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles it's a very very mad world
Mad World
The song ended and Hermione had tears in her eyes.
"That song is beautiful, where did you hear it?"
"The day that you're parents brought you in, that song was playing on the hospital radio. Every time I hear it I think of your bright and shining smile. But hush now, the second song is about to play.
Indeed, as soon as he stopped talking, the second song started playing. Out rang Tori Amos' "A Sorta Fairytale".
On my way up north, up on the venture I,
Pulled back the hood, and I was talking to you and I
And I knew then it would be a life long thing but I didn't
Know that way we could break a silver lining and I'm
So sad, like a good book I can't put this day back
A sorta fairytale with you, a sorta fairytale with you
Things he said, that day, up on the 101
A girl could come undone, I tried to downplay it with a bet about us
You said you would take it as long as I could not erase it and I'm
So sad, like a good book I can't put this, day back
A sorta fairytale with you,
And I ride along side, and I rode along side with him
And I rode along side to you until you lost me on the open road
And I'm so sad, like a good book I can't put this day back, A sorta fairytale with you, I could pick back up wherever I feel
Down near Mexico, something about the open road I knew that he was looking
For some Indian blood. Find a little in you find a little in me, we may be on this road
But we're just imposters in this country. So we go along and we fake it. Feel better with
Oliver Stone.
These guys think they must, trying and just get around us
And I'm so sad, like a good book I can't put this day back, A sorta fairytale with you.
The song drifted into it's final chorus, and Draco stopped dancing with Hermione.
"Hermione, I haven't stopped thinking about you for the past six months. This entire night was about me showing you how much I cared for you. I presented everything in twos to you because I want us two become one. I want us to be a couple. You are such a beautiful and spirited girl, and I don't know how I lived before meeting you. You bring such wonderment and intelligence into my life, and while you were gone I was absolutely miserable. I pretended to hold you ever single night, and I wondered what it'd be like if you were with me at that single moment, sharing my food or listening to music together. Please, don't be afraid of us. Will you be my girlfriend?"
Chapter 10: Will They?
Hermione walked up to the front door of Draco's flat. Dressed in a casual but elegant black dress, she knocked on his door and waited anxiously for some one to answer. After a few minutes, and with Draco still not appearing at the front door, she sighed, her heart squeezing a little, as she began to make her way down the steps. She heard the clicking of a lock turning and the sound of a door knob twisting. She looked behind her at there he was, dressed in a crisp blue shirt and pressed khaki pants.
"Wow, you look...wow," Draco stammered.
Hermione blushed. "Thank you." She walked back up the stairs and into his flat. He had completely redecorated since she had been gone. No longer were the walls a sick color yellow-tan, but a more refreshing, handsomer hunter's green. The old couches were replaced with newer, more elegant furniture. The place looked incredible; there wasn't a single spec of dust to be seen, and it seemed like everything had it's own place.
Upon entering his flat, Hermione was received to a bouquet of deep red roses and purple lilies, two of her favorite flowers.
"Draco they're beautiful," she awed.
"Not as beautiful as you," Draco replied. He bent down and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek. Hermione blushed. She walked into his kitchen and saw that there was two glasses of wine next to two beautiful plates with fillet mignon and lobster tail, two of her favorite foods.
"Draco, this is all so wonderful, but-"
"Please, Hermione, just sit down and let's enjoy our dinner." She ceded to his request, placed the flowers in a vase that he had provided, then sat together and began feasting on their spectacular meals.
"Why are you doing all of this?" Hermione asked, as soon as she put down her fork and knife.
"You'll see, now close your eyes."
"Pardon?"
"Just trust me, close your eyes." She did as she was told, and when Draco said it was okay for her to open up her eyes, he had presented her with two beautiful wrapped gifts.
"Mr. Malfoy, what is it that you are doing exactly?" Hermione asked suspiciously.
"Please, just open your gifts." Gingerly fingering the wrapping paper, she unstuck the tape and opened up the gift to reveal a small, velvet purple box.
"Open it," he said excitedly. When she did she couldn't believe her eyes. Inside was a pair of two small, crystal kittens from one of her favorite stores, Cut To Perfection.
"Oh my goodness. They are the most beautiful figurines I have ever seen. Oh Draco you shouldn't have," she again awed as tears began to fill her eyes.
"Open your second gift," he asked. She cautiously set down the kittens and opened up the next gift. Inside another burgundy velvet box (violet and burgundy happened to be her two favorite colors) was a pair of Tanzanite and diamond earrings. Hermione gasped as she saw the radiance of this jewelry.
"And now, before you say anything, I want you to dance with me." She set down the earrings and followed Draco into the spare bedroom, which was converted into a tavern of roses and lilies and vanilla scented candles. He walked over and turned on the stereo, before pressing play on the box. Emitting from the speakers was Gary Jules' "Mad World". Draco, taking Hermione's arms, wrapped them around his neck and they began to sway to the lyrics.
All Around me are familiar faces, born out places, born out faces
Riding early for the daily races, going nowhere, going nowhere,
The tears are filling up their glasses, no expression, no expression,
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow, no tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad, the dreams of which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had. I find it hard to tell, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very mad
Children waiting for the day they feel good, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
When you feel the way that every child should, sit down and listen, sit down and listen
Went to school and was very nervous, no one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson, look right through me look right through me
And I find it kind of funny, and I find it kind of sad that the dreams of which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had. I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles it's a very very mad world
Mad World
The song ended and Hermione had tears in her eyes.
"That song is beautiful, where did you hear it?"
"The day that you're parents brought you in, that song was playing on the hospital radio. Every time I hear it I think of your bright and shining smile. But hush now, the second song is about to play.
Indeed, as soon as he stopped talking, the second song started playing. Out rang Tori Amos' "A Sorta Fairytale".
On my way up north, up on the venture I,
Pulled back the hood, and I was talking to you and I
And I knew then it would be a life long thing but I didn't
Know that way we could break a silver lining and I'm
So sad, like a good book I can't put this day back
A sorta fairytale with you, a sorta fairytale with you
Things he said, that day, up on the 101
A girl could come undone, I tried to downplay it with a bet about us
You said you would take it as long as I could not erase it and I'm
So sad, like a good book I can't put this, day back
A sorta fairytale with you,
And I ride along side, and I rode along side with him
And I rode along side to you until you lost me on the open road
And I'm so sad, like a good book I can't put this day back, A sorta fairytale with you, I could pick back up wherever I feel
Down near Mexico, something about the open road I knew that he was looking
For some Indian blood. Find a little in you find a little in me, we may be on this road
But we're just imposters in this country. So we go along and we fake it. Feel better with
Oliver Stone.
These guys think they must, trying and just get around us
And I'm so sad, like a good book I can't put this day back, A sorta fairytale with you.
The song drifted into it's final chorus, and Draco stopped dancing with Hermione.
"Hermione, I haven't stopped thinking about you for the past six months. This entire night was about me showing you how much I cared for you. I presented everything in twos to you because I want us two become one. I want us to be a couple. You are such a beautiful and spirited girl, and I don't know how I lived before meeting you. You bring such wonderment and intelligence into my life, and while you were gone I was absolutely miserable. I pretended to hold you ever single night, and I wondered what it'd be like if you were with me at that single moment, sharing my food or listening to music together. Please, don't be afraid of us. Will you be my girlfriend?"