Authors Note: Time to check up on Hermione
Hermione took a taxicab home to find her house barren or Draco's things. He probably took all his belongings back to Ron's apartment. Hermione then called Ron on her cell using the quick dial button.
" Hello?" Ron answered
" Oh hello Ron…is Draco there?" Hermione said hopefully
" Well he stopped by…Is there something weird going in between you to because he just at the last minute bought an apartment just two blocks away from me."
" We're stuck in the mist of a crisis Ron…I'm sorry." Hermione sighed as she placed her hand upon her forehead expecting to feel a slight temperature.
" I'm sorry Hermione…" Ron replied, " Is there anything I can do?"
" Please Ron…tell me where he is-or maybe tell me his phone number-anything!" Hermione pleaded. With that Ron gave her Draco's address as well as home phone number; Hermione just scribbled them down on the palm of her hand.
" Thank you so much Ron…" Hermione cried with glee
" Hermione…" Ron said
" What's that Ron…" Hermione replied
" If you knew Draco loved you so much why did you do that to him?"
" I--"
" I mean I know you wanted Harry for some-some time but why leave behind what you already have that is just as great?"
" I—I don't know Ron…" Hermione sighed pouring herself a cup of hot water and then dropping a tea bag in.
" okay then…" Ron cleared up the conversation and hung up slowly. Hermione picked up her pocket book and placed her cell phone in her pocket. She looked at her hand that read Draco's address. She needed Draco back…no matter what.
Hermione finally came up to the apartment building that was supposedly the new place, which Draco now lived. She walked up to the bellhop in the lobby who was pacing around in the front talking into his walkie-talkie apparently trying to order a pizza as well as telling his other co. worker to do the laundry. Hermione walked past him and proceeded toward the elevator. The doors opened revealing a young couple probably close to Hermione's age (20) that was sharing a kiss. Hermione grew jealous as her heart felt practically crushed-for that was once she and Draco. Instead of breaking out into tears she scurried into the elevator and pressed the button to the tenth floor. She watched the numbers light up as she passed each floor until it hit the ten and the doors opened. Hermione walked out looking around the hallway expecting to see some sign telling her to go home. Instead she walked down the hallway until she reached the door that said 10H on the door; this was Draco's living quarters. Hermione heaved out a long sigh and quickly knocked upon the door. Hermione waited awhile as she heard music playing inside, it sounded like a Concerto from Vivaldi or some other familiar piece she had heard several times. Finally the door swung open as a distressed looking Draco stood in the doorway with a cigarette in his mouth. He was wearing a black t-shirt with jeans as if he was some kind of a depressed poet…and the cigarette just made him look more apathetic than he really was.
" Oh it's you…" he smiled blowing out a cloud of smoke from the corner of his mouth.
" Draco please…you have to understand me…" Hermione pleaded she immediately charged into the doorway and took the cigarette from his hand.
" Listen to me Draco," she snapped as she crushed the cigarette in her hand and then shook her hand out letting ashes fly in all directions.
" I don't think I have to…" Draco replied and shut the door.
" Draco…" Hermione complained but there was no response. Hermione banged her head upon the door, punched her fists into it and then in vengeance screamed at the top of her lungs and kicked the door.
" You're going to scare the damn neighbors you mad woman." Draco screamed through the door. Hermione pounded the door as if punching him and Draco swung it open in rage.
" I thought I was in love with the most honest person in the world that has been through just as many hardships as I…losing a loved one-and being lost and undecided of how we want our future to be." Draco explained. Hermione just stared into his eyes.
" Hermione…" Draco sighed " I can't live like this…knowing you still have feelings for Harry…look at your dream-with Leo he felt the same way…don't you think that was a wake up call? I mean you almost lost your life that night."
" But you saved me Draco!" Hermione cried " You saved me from my darkness…from Harry."
" Well it didn't take long until you walked back into that darkness huh?" Draco snapped. " Well guess what Hermione…This time I don't think I'll be able to save you." With that he pulled out a cigarette from his back pocket stuck it between his lips, lit it and gave it a few puffs. " This is quite weird if you think about it Hermione…" Draco said " This is exactly how we met…me having a go at a cigarette and you in tears." He laughed aloud in spite of it all. " I suppose this is how we're supposed to say goodbye." He said, looking at Hermione for one last time and closed the door. Hermione whispered "No…" as she heard Draco locking the door. That evening she sobbed her way home--- in the rain.