Never Tell The Truth
Disclaimer: The only people that I own are Lee and Jay. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling
Summary: Her ring warm against the skin of his chest, he had never felt this way before. Why did he feel it now? He looked at the girl across from him at the table. She was the complete opposite of him but yet she was also his equal. Her eyes told him all that he needed, they told him of her pain, her sorrow and of her abuse. She was never going to trust him. Not with what they had been through all of these years. He tried to think of something. But he knew that there was nothing he could say that would stop her from walking out of his life. For a second time. Forever. Twisting his ring on her chain she sighed deeply. Getting up silently she prepared to leave the Great Hall. No tears of sadness ran down her face, only tears of remembrance. She walked out of the Great Hall, never once looking back to see his expression. It would only remind her all the things that they had been through. He could only stare as she walked out on him forever. He could only think of one thing that could stop her. It was worth the try. " I LOVE YOU" rang out through out the Great Hall.
**** Chapter 1 The Beginning
Hermione shifted her food around on her plate. She just was not hungry. Looking up, her clear amber eyes met stormy icy blue eyes across the room. Hermione had loved Draco for the longest time. But he had not shown his feelings for her until now. Their sixth year. The year was almost over. In a week they were going to leave. Ready for their last year of school. He had to ask her out. Draco watched as Hermione lowered her eyes slowly and went back to her plate. Watched as she got up, mumbled an answer to Harry about something and walked out of the Great Hall. Pushing himself out of his chair, he walked out the Hall also, following Hermione.
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In the prefect corridor, Hermione whispered the password to the dorm and slipped through the door. She walked across the room and sat on the couch to cry. She cried for all of the problems in her life. The pain, the sorrow, the hurt, the ache......and Draco. Hermione had always loved him and Draco had knew that she had loved him. He was the cat and she was the mouse. That was until she had slapped him in 3rd year. It was their sixth year and there was only 2 days left of school. Reaching up and touching the pendent on her neck. Hermione remembered when Draco had given her the ring. It was a token of his love for her. He had given it to her on Valentines Day. It had their names engraved around the band. But there was the small thought of Ran and Harry, when they had seen the ring she had told them that she was thinking of names and thought that it would be funny to put Dracos' name. The ring was a Celtic Knot. She had loved it the minute he gave it to her. Hermione unclasped the pendent from her neck and laid it on the pillow on his bed. She inhaled deeply. His room smelled like him. Cinnamon and apples. She had thought that it was a lovely. She left the room slowly and walked to her room. She laid on her bed and let sleep envelope her.
Draco entered the common room and looked around the room. After not spotting Hermione, Draco walked up to her room to see if she was okay. Muttering lumos, he walked up to her room. He was still unsure about his feelings. But he knew that it felt right. Hermione had loved him and he was unable to see that. Her retorts and quirky answers were all a cover up for her feeling for him when they were younger. Why did he love her now? Why did God invent feelings? Why do we ask why?
Knocking on the door noone answered. Walking in, Draco spied that Hermione laying, unmoving against the headboard of her bed. She was sleeping. Moving silently across the room, Draco pulled her down from her position and laid her on her pillows. Pulling his ring off his finger, he placed it on her thumb. He also placed a chain in her right hand, that way she could wear it as a necklace. After he left her room, Hermione woke up. Looking at her hands, she put the ring on the chain and placed it around her neck and slipped back into her slumber.
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Back in his room, Draco placed her pendent around his neck also. Falling asleep he could not wait for tomorrow to start.
A/N: Hey hope you like it. I know that there must not be much of a plot line but I am getting to it
Little Angle with knives
Disclaimer: The only people that I own are Lee and Jay. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling
Summary: Her ring warm against the skin of his chest, he had never felt this way before. Why did he feel it now? He looked at the girl across from him at the table. She was the complete opposite of him but yet she was also his equal. Her eyes told him all that he needed, they told him of her pain, her sorrow and of her abuse. She was never going to trust him. Not with what they had been through all of these years. He tried to think of something. But he knew that there was nothing he could say that would stop her from walking out of his life. For a second time. Forever. Twisting his ring on her chain she sighed deeply. Getting up silently she prepared to leave the Great Hall. No tears of sadness ran down her face, only tears of remembrance. She walked out of the Great Hall, never once looking back to see his expression. It would only remind her all the things that they had been through. He could only stare as she walked out on him forever. He could only think of one thing that could stop her. It was worth the try. " I LOVE YOU" rang out through out the Great Hall.
**** Chapter 1 The Beginning
Hermione shifted her food around on her plate. She just was not hungry. Looking up, her clear amber eyes met stormy icy blue eyes across the room. Hermione had loved Draco for the longest time. But he had not shown his feelings for her until now. Their sixth year. The year was almost over. In a week they were going to leave. Ready for their last year of school. He had to ask her out. Draco watched as Hermione lowered her eyes slowly and went back to her plate. Watched as she got up, mumbled an answer to Harry about something and walked out of the Great Hall. Pushing himself out of his chair, he walked out the Hall also, following Hermione.
****
In the prefect corridor, Hermione whispered the password to the dorm and slipped through the door. She walked across the room and sat on the couch to cry. She cried for all of the problems in her life. The pain, the sorrow, the hurt, the ache......and Draco. Hermione had always loved him and Draco had knew that she had loved him. He was the cat and she was the mouse. That was until she had slapped him in 3rd year. It was their sixth year and there was only 2 days left of school. Reaching up and touching the pendent on her neck. Hermione remembered when Draco had given her the ring. It was a token of his love for her. He had given it to her on Valentines Day. It had their names engraved around the band. But there was the small thought of Ran and Harry, when they had seen the ring she had told them that she was thinking of names and thought that it would be funny to put Dracos' name. The ring was a Celtic Knot. She had loved it the minute he gave it to her. Hermione unclasped the pendent from her neck and laid it on the pillow on his bed. She inhaled deeply. His room smelled like him. Cinnamon and apples. She had thought that it was a lovely. She left the room slowly and walked to her room. She laid on her bed and let sleep envelope her.
Draco entered the common room and looked around the room. After not spotting Hermione, Draco walked up to her room to see if she was okay. Muttering lumos, he walked up to her room. He was still unsure about his feelings. But he knew that it felt right. Hermione had loved him and he was unable to see that. Her retorts and quirky answers were all a cover up for her feeling for him when they were younger. Why did he love her now? Why did God invent feelings? Why do we ask why?
Knocking on the door noone answered. Walking in, Draco spied that Hermione laying, unmoving against the headboard of her bed. She was sleeping. Moving silently across the room, Draco pulled her down from her position and laid her on her pillows. Pulling his ring off his finger, he placed it on her thumb. He also placed a chain in her right hand, that way she could wear it as a necklace. After he left her room, Hermione woke up. Looking at her hands, she put the ring on the chain and placed it around her neck and slipped back into her slumber.
******
Back in his room, Draco placed her pendent around his neck also. Falling asleep he could not wait for tomorrow to start.
A/N: Hey hope you like it. I know that there must not be much of a plot line but I am getting to it
Little Angle with knives