A/N: SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SOONER!!! I have been wicked busy this weekend! And, Yes, I am German…I fxcking love Rammstein… the last lines mean roughly: and then he kissed her, where the sea ends, her lips, delicate and pale, and his eyes tear up for all of you who wanted to know! I'm so glad you like my story!!! ;)
Hermione's eyes felt heavy as she tried to open them. She stretched her arms, and she felt her hand touch something soft. She quickly opened her eyes, and saw that she had stroked Draco's cheek. She smiled.
"Oops. Sorry," she laughed a little. Draco actually smiled slightly, and he just continued staring at her.
"Do you know what time it is?" he asked, a hint of humor in his voice. Hermione's eyes opened wide, and she jumped out of bed. Draco snickered.
"I'm just kidding. It's only 7."
"Ahhhh! Draco!" she screamed and playfully hit him, laughing. "Yeah, you think your soo funny!"
Draco looked into her eyes, and for a moment, they just looked at each other, saying nothing. Then, Hermione jumped as a knock was heard at the door. Draco rose from his seat, and went to see who it was. As he opened the door, a flash of red hair ran into the room.
"Hermione! I knew you'd be in here…naughty naughty! Anyways I need to talk to you, NOW!" she looked at Draco with eyes that said 'Leave!' Draco looked at Hermione, and left the room, quietly closing the door behind him.
"Ginny…how did you get in?" Hermione asked, squinting her eyes. Ginny laughed.
"Silly…I go OUT with a Slytherin! Anyway, I've been hearing a lot of things about you, and I was thinking NO! Hermione wouldn't do that! But…I just had to ask you for myself," Ginny smiled brightly. Hermione gulped.
"Wh…what kinds of things?" Hermione asked nervously.
"Well…some people said that you've been …doing stuff with some boys on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team," Ginny said quietly. Hermione appeared shocked.
"What??? Ginny, that's so not true! You've got to believe me! Who told you this?" Hermione shrieked.
"Um…maybe Harry was just joking?" Ginny smiled nervously. You could almost see the smoke coming out of Hermione's ears.
"Ginny, Harry has been telling you that because he is very mad that I've been talking to Draco a lot lately…he's just mad," Hermione tried to convince Ginny.
"What do you mean me? He's been telling the whole Gryffindor population! I get it that it's all a joke but I wanted to hear it from you, because I know you wouldn't lie to your dear old Ginny," she said, and Hermione felt the swear pouring from her. 'He's been telling everyone that? All lies!'
"Well, gotta run Moine. See ya at lunch, alright old girl?" Ginny got up and walked out of the room, waving. Hermione buried her face in her hands. Draco came back in, and he saw her in distress. He rushed to her side, and put his strong arm around her back.
"Draco…he's telling everyone I'm some sort of whore.." Hermione whispered. Draco closed his eyes, and he breathed in.
"How could he do this…all because I'm talking to you! What is his problem!?" Hermione cried out. Draco brought his arm back to his side. An odd look came over him.
"I will just have to stop talking to you," he said tonelessly and quietly. Hermione turned to face him, her face twisted with confusion.
"Why!?" she said, her voice pained and distraught.
"Because I can not have you lose your best friend over someone like myself."
Hermione shook her head, and she put her hands around Draco's broad shoulders.
"No! I would rather lose Harry and everyone else than to stop talking to you! Don't say such things!" Hermione cried, as tears fell from her eyes, marking her face streaming down, to fall on her clothes. Draco sighed, and looked away.
"You need him. I am nothing compared to him, and I will NOT let you lose him over me! Why don't you understand that, you filthy Mudblood!" Draco yelled, and tried to conceal the tears that were just behind his eyes, fighting to get out. Oh, it hurt him to say such things to her. He knew he had to say it, or else she would never go back to Harry. That was the way it was supposed to be. Hermione, and Harry, best friends forever. He knew he did not fit in that picture, and he never would. He did it because he loved her, and he admitted to himself that he did, and that he always would. But, he knew what he had to do. He got up, and he left Hermione crying in a chair.
Niemals ohne dich,
In meinem Herzen.
Obgleich ich weiß,
Wir müssen getrennt sein.
English:
Never without you,
In my heart.
Although I know,
We must be apart.
Hermione's eyes felt heavy as she tried to open them. She stretched her arms, and she felt her hand touch something soft. She quickly opened her eyes, and saw that she had stroked Draco's cheek. She smiled.
"Oops. Sorry," she laughed a little. Draco actually smiled slightly, and he just continued staring at her.
"Do you know what time it is?" he asked, a hint of humor in his voice. Hermione's eyes opened wide, and she jumped out of bed. Draco snickered.
"I'm just kidding. It's only 7."
"Ahhhh! Draco!" she screamed and playfully hit him, laughing. "Yeah, you think your soo funny!"
Draco looked into her eyes, and for a moment, they just looked at each other, saying nothing. Then, Hermione jumped as a knock was heard at the door. Draco rose from his seat, and went to see who it was. As he opened the door, a flash of red hair ran into the room.
"Hermione! I knew you'd be in here…naughty naughty! Anyways I need to talk to you, NOW!" she looked at Draco with eyes that said 'Leave!' Draco looked at Hermione, and left the room, quietly closing the door behind him.
"Ginny…how did you get in?" Hermione asked, squinting her eyes. Ginny laughed.
"Silly…I go OUT with a Slytherin! Anyway, I've been hearing a lot of things about you, and I was thinking NO! Hermione wouldn't do that! But…I just had to ask you for myself," Ginny smiled brightly. Hermione gulped.
"Wh…what kinds of things?" Hermione asked nervously.
"Well…some people said that you've been …doing stuff with some boys on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team," Ginny said quietly. Hermione appeared shocked.
"What??? Ginny, that's so not true! You've got to believe me! Who told you this?" Hermione shrieked.
"Um…maybe Harry was just joking?" Ginny smiled nervously. You could almost see the smoke coming out of Hermione's ears.
"Ginny, Harry has been telling you that because he is very mad that I've been talking to Draco a lot lately…he's just mad," Hermione tried to convince Ginny.
"What do you mean me? He's been telling the whole Gryffindor population! I get it that it's all a joke but I wanted to hear it from you, because I know you wouldn't lie to your dear old Ginny," she said, and Hermione felt the swear pouring from her. 'He's been telling everyone that? All lies!'
"Well, gotta run Moine. See ya at lunch, alright old girl?" Ginny got up and walked out of the room, waving. Hermione buried her face in her hands. Draco came back in, and he saw her in distress. He rushed to her side, and put his strong arm around her back.
"Draco…he's telling everyone I'm some sort of whore.." Hermione whispered. Draco closed his eyes, and he breathed in.
"How could he do this…all because I'm talking to you! What is his problem!?" Hermione cried out. Draco brought his arm back to his side. An odd look came over him.
"I will just have to stop talking to you," he said tonelessly and quietly. Hermione turned to face him, her face twisted with confusion.
"Why!?" she said, her voice pained and distraught.
"Because I can not have you lose your best friend over someone like myself."
Hermione shook her head, and she put her hands around Draco's broad shoulders.
"No! I would rather lose Harry and everyone else than to stop talking to you! Don't say such things!" Hermione cried, as tears fell from her eyes, marking her face streaming down, to fall on her clothes. Draco sighed, and looked away.
"You need him. I am nothing compared to him, and I will NOT let you lose him over me! Why don't you understand that, you filthy Mudblood!" Draco yelled, and tried to conceal the tears that were just behind his eyes, fighting to get out. Oh, it hurt him to say such things to her. He knew he had to say it, or else she would never go back to Harry. That was the way it was supposed to be. Hermione, and Harry, best friends forever. He knew he did not fit in that picture, and he never would. He did it because he loved her, and he admitted to himself that he did, and that he always would. But, he knew what he had to do. He got up, and he left Hermione crying in a chair.
Niemals ohne dich,
In meinem Herzen.
Obgleich ich weiß,
Wir müssen getrennt sein.
English:
Never without you,
In my heart.
Although I know,
We must be apart.