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Chapter 11—Grass is Greener on the Other Side of The Mountain
"Hermione Granger!" Draco shouted loathfully, "Don't ever let me see your dirty face again!!!" Draco walked into the Quidditch Pitch, and found Hermione's lip together with Joel's. Of course, he got very mad. Hermione was trying to explain, but no luck.
"Listen Draco-"
"Granger!" Draco said as he started to run away from the pitch, "You btch! You are not worth my time. Our marriage is over!!"
"Hey, mind your language!" Joel shouted resentfully, but he was shocked when he heard this, he at the most thought that Hermione was Draco's girlfriend, but never his wife.
Hermione on the other hand, sitting on the ground, knees to face, a tear gently fell down as she tried to remember what happened.
Flashback
Draco was very hungry, so he walked out of the Charm classroom, leaving Hermione doing her work. The night soon began to fall, Hermione finally raised her head, finding the time of going to bed. She soon packed up and walked out of the classroom. She bumped into a tall figure, it was Joel.
"Hello, Hermione," The raven haired boy said, "Care for a walk?"
"Well, no," Hermione replied, "Let's go." Joel grabbed her wrist and ran down to an open field, it was obviously the Quidditch Pitch. They sat down on the soft misty grass, and Hermione turned her head toward the sky. Today, Virgo Zodiac is in presence, in Lovialogy, it's the best time for a boy to confess his love to a girl.
"Look at the sky," Joel said, "When I was little, I use to lay down on my back yard, staring into the dark night sky. I loved the stars, I loved the moon, I love this kind of sky. Some times, a cricket starts to screech, made me feel really uncomfortable, so I just hexed it into the sky and it's so fun when it flies up and diminishes, finally it turned into a bright dot, and vanished."
"Yeah," Hermione joined, "I really like the night sky, too. It seems so calm, so collected. It really brings me reveries." They just sat on the grassy field, staring blankly into the sky.
Soon after Draco finished his delicious supper, he noticed that there was an empty beside him. He walked out of the dining hall, and he went to their dormitory, where he found it empty. He search the whole school, until he found Hermione leaning closely to another figure under the shining moonlight, in the Quidditch Pitch.
"It's getting really late, I need to go back to my dorm." Hermione said as she stood up, ready to say bye, but soon her lip was covered by Joel's. Hermione was really shocked when she received this action, she was about to pull away, but she heard a familiar voice.
End of Flashback
Hermione stayed on the grass field, Joel had left her alone. She cried soundlessly for what seems like an eternity, then she slowly stood up, patting her dress, getting rid of the dirt. She slowly walked back to her dormitory, she decided to at least try to explain to Draco, no matter he listens or not. She slowly walked to the dorm , to her bewilderment, she found her husband kissing a blonde girl outside of the corridor.
In the corner of Draco's eye, he caught this action, a bitter tear slowly found its way down Draco's face. Of course, he did not have a bit love for this blonde girl. Due to his anger and sadness, he decided to taunt Hermione of her own action. He walked out of the dorm, fortunately, he found a girl walking along the corridors. Draco walked over, and brought her into a kiss. The girl was really shocked at first, but because of Draco's look, she gladly accepted the action.
She quietly walked into her room, sobbing along the way. Hermione cried desperately on her bed, but she soon shifted back to the sad reality. Hermione's mind started to wander.
"I'm always too late, I see the train leaving, I'm always laughing, When it's not cool to smile, I'm always aiming, But somehow keep missing, So how did you get here Something is wrong…" Hermione sang soundlessly to nobody but herself, As in Shakespeare's Hamlet, the ending is always tragedy, no matter how many times you watch it. For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come. Is this true? Will Draco's relationship with me ever have a comedic ending? I really can't found out. Bye, Draco, grass is greener on the other side of the mountain.
She putted some lipgloss and make ups on, tried to look as pretty as she possibly could for her death, and she jumped out of the window, without putting a floating charm on herself……
Chapter 11—Grass is Greener on the Other Side of The Mountain
"Hermione Granger!" Draco shouted loathfully, "Don't ever let me see your dirty face again!!!" Draco walked into the Quidditch Pitch, and found Hermione's lip together with Joel's. Of course, he got very mad. Hermione was trying to explain, but no luck.
"Listen Draco-"
"Granger!" Draco said as he started to run away from the pitch, "You btch! You are not worth my time. Our marriage is over!!"
"Hey, mind your language!" Joel shouted resentfully, but he was shocked when he heard this, he at the most thought that Hermione was Draco's girlfriend, but never his wife.
Hermione on the other hand, sitting on the ground, knees to face, a tear gently fell down as she tried to remember what happened.
Flashback
Draco was very hungry, so he walked out of the Charm classroom, leaving Hermione doing her work. The night soon began to fall, Hermione finally raised her head, finding the time of going to bed. She soon packed up and walked out of the classroom. She bumped into a tall figure, it was Joel.
"Hello, Hermione," The raven haired boy said, "Care for a walk?"
"Well, no," Hermione replied, "Let's go." Joel grabbed her wrist and ran down to an open field, it was obviously the Quidditch Pitch. They sat down on the soft misty grass, and Hermione turned her head toward the sky. Today, Virgo Zodiac is in presence, in Lovialogy, it's the best time for a boy to confess his love to a girl.
"Look at the sky," Joel said, "When I was little, I use to lay down on my back yard, staring into the dark night sky. I loved the stars, I loved the moon, I love this kind of sky. Some times, a cricket starts to screech, made me feel really uncomfortable, so I just hexed it into the sky and it's so fun when it flies up and diminishes, finally it turned into a bright dot, and vanished."
"Yeah," Hermione joined, "I really like the night sky, too. It seems so calm, so collected. It really brings me reveries." They just sat on the grassy field, staring blankly into the sky.
Soon after Draco finished his delicious supper, he noticed that there was an empty beside him. He walked out of the dining hall, and he went to their dormitory, where he found it empty. He search the whole school, until he found Hermione leaning closely to another figure under the shining moonlight, in the Quidditch Pitch.
"It's getting really late, I need to go back to my dorm." Hermione said as she stood up, ready to say bye, but soon her lip was covered by Joel's. Hermione was really shocked when she received this action, she was about to pull away, but she heard a familiar voice.
End of Flashback
Hermione stayed on the grass field, Joel had left her alone. She cried soundlessly for what seems like an eternity, then she slowly stood up, patting her dress, getting rid of the dirt. She slowly walked back to her dormitory, she decided to at least try to explain to Draco, no matter he listens or not. She slowly walked to the dorm , to her bewilderment, she found her husband kissing a blonde girl outside of the corridor.
In the corner of Draco's eye, he caught this action, a bitter tear slowly found its way down Draco's face. Of course, he did not have a bit love for this blonde girl. Due to his anger and sadness, he decided to taunt Hermione of her own action. He walked out of the dorm, fortunately, he found a girl walking along the corridors. Draco walked over, and brought her into a kiss. The girl was really shocked at first, but because of Draco's look, she gladly accepted the action.
She quietly walked into her room, sobbing along the way. Hermione cried desperately on her bed, but she soon shifted back to the sad reality. Hermione's mind started to wander.
"I'm always too late, I see the train leaving, I'm always laughing, When it's not cool to smile, I'm always aiming, But somehow keep missing, So how did you get here Something is wrong…" Hermione sang soundlessly to nobody but herself, As in Shakespeare's Hamlet, the ending is always tragedy, no matter how many times you watch it. For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come. Is this true? Will Draco's relationship with me ever have a comedic ending? I really can't found out. Bye, Draco, grass is greener on the other side of the mountain.
She putted some lipgloss and make ups on, tried to look as pretty as she possibly could for her death, and she jumped out of the window, without putting a floating charm on herself……