A/N: Hiya! I wasn't really planning on continuing this but…well…inspiration sort of stuck…Oh well! This isn't going to be a very long story though. Maybe only 4-5 chappies…Super sorry I haven't updated for the longest time! My internet account was cut off…
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter…I'm just a high school student who's forever broke so it wouldn't do you any good if you sued me!
When Draco woke up he found himself on the floor in the middle of a very messy bedroom. For a moment, he forgot why he was on the floor then remembered the envelope with all of the stuff Hermione had intended him to have.
"What a bloody mess!" he said when he viewed his room. He looked for his wand and upon finding it, flicked his wrist and the room was once again in order.
He picked up the envelope. I shouldn't be torturing myself this way he thought. Nevertheless he took the envelope, settled on the couch and began looking through the stuff. He took the necklace he gave her and let it dangle before his eyes. As he did this, the memory of that Valentine's Day returned.
Flashback
Hermione had been looking for Draco since about an hour ago. They were supposed to go on a date since it was Valentine's Day.
"Where is he?!" she said turning the lights on. She was surprised to see the room covered with roses. Petals were strewn all over the carpet and on just everything else. Draco emerged from behind the staircase leading to their rooms.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Herm!" he said giving her a bouquet of red roses.
"Aww! You shouldn't have!" she replied giggling. She hugged him tightly and gave him a small kiss on the nose. "Thanks! The room looks lovely! I didn't think you could stand this much red!" They lauged when she mentioned the fact that despite how much Draco loved Hermione, he still hated the Gryffindor colors..
"Hmmmm…well, the stems and leaves are green!"
Hermione laughed. She couldn't believe that THE Draco Malfoy now had humor. He's changed so much she thought.
"Hello! Earth to Hermione!"
"Huh?! Oh! Uh! Yeah!"
"Come on! Let's eat!"
"There isn't any food!"
"Yes, there is!" At that moment, food appeared on the coffee table in the middle of their common room. The food wasn't anything fancy. Just a few sweets and some fruits.
"I figured we shouldn't eat anything heavy. We do have a date right?!"
"We sure do!" Hermione grinned and pulled Draco towards the couch. They started eating and Hermione would occasionally feed Draco with her hand. He too did the same.
Later that afternoon, they went to the Three Broomsticks. In the middle of their meal, Draco brought out a box. In it was the lovely necklace.
"Draco! It's lovely!" Hermione cried. "And expensive, I bet." she added as an afterthought.
"Nothing's too lovely or expensive for my favorite girl…" he replied chuckling.
"Well, I'm sorry I didn't get you a present. I didn't have the time." she said, looking embarrassed.
"It's okay. Knowing you love me is the best present ever." he said pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss.
End of Flashback
He shook his head.
I should stop all this remembering and move on he thought.
But you can't because you feel guilty his heart replied.
Still…she's dead…Nothing can change that argued his mind.
But how can you move on? Your heart belongs to her and only her! his heart spat.
Moving on doesn't mean I don't love her!
Well…
Well what?!
I love her and I can't move on knowing that she left me thinking that I didn't love her!
He absolutely hated it when his mind and his heart argued. Somehow, they never really agreed. He sighed and decided to get some breakfast. He rang a little gold bell and a house elf immediately came running toward him.
"What can Dobby do for Master? Dobby will do anything for master, oh yes." said the little house elf.
"Coffee. Black. And a piece of toast and butter." Draco said sighing again. He picked up the pile of photos and found himself staring at a picture of him and Hermione waving at the camera. The next one was the one with him and Hermione kissing under the mistletoe. He was still viewing the pictures when he noticed a piece of paper fall from the pile.
Draco,
You must think I'm crazy for leaving you with all this stuff. After all, why would you care about a stupid, 'mudblood' who you never loved and is probably dead by now? Well, maybe it's because I want you to know how hurt I am. I thought you loved me yet you never really did. Or did you? Draco, when I heard you say you wanted us to break up, I couldn't believe it. I thought we were going to live happily ever after. In the beginning, I was furious with you and sad at the same time. Now, while I'm writing this, I don't really know what to feel. I wasn't really planning on writing this, you know. After all, I did give you a letter already, the one along with the poems. It's just that as I was putting all this stuff into the envelope, I realized something. All the stuff we went through couldn't have been just a lie right? If you didn't really love me then maybe you at least felt 'something' for me…Well, anyway, you must think that I've gone bonkers, but the truth is, I just want you to realize something while you look at his stuff. I want you to think about what we went through. I also want you to know that I don't believe you never really loved me. Draco? I need an answer. I don't think I'll be getting one though. The future is uncertain for me Draco. I might be gone a few days within the battle. Or maybe I'll survive and we'll meet again. Who knows? If never get an answer from you, I'll be happy knowing that you've thought about this, so please do. I'm confusing you, aren't I? Oh well…I love you Draco…And I pray with all my heart that you do too.
Hermione
Hermione was right. She was confusing him. He smiled at this thought. He and Hermione never did agree. They were so different from each other yet bound together by love.
At that moment Dobby came in with Draco's breakfast. He ate quickly and went back to the envelope. Somehow, he couldn't stop himself from reading the stuff inside despite the fact that it just made him feel like his heart was being torn into pieces. Maybe it was because while looking at all the stuff and reminiscing all the memories, he felt that Hermione was still with him. He decided to read another poem.
Torn into pieces
My heart aches
It feels like the world has stopped
Life has left me behind
It has moved on
Yet I am here
Alone
Unmoving
Hurting.
Before me life goes on
People laugh
People smile
People live
And yet I don't.
I am alive
My body moves
I can think
Yet my heart seems frozen
Cold
Hard
Loveless.
I love you
Yet I hate you
You tore my life apart
You left me
With nothing
With no one
Without you
It seems like I'm dead.
Draco didn't know what to think. He never realized before that what he had done to her had affected her that much. Sure, he knew she was hurting but he didn't expect it to be that bad. He thought she had forgotten about it after a while since she was acting normally already. In front of her friends, she was the same Hermione Granger. She had lost some of her sparkle but still…
I guess she was doing what I was doing he thought. We were both trying to cover up our hurt by going on with life and allowing people to think that w were happy again. We're probably more similar than we thought, Herm.
Draco felt like crying again so he decided to stop sorting through all the stuff. He glanced at his desk and saw that he had some unfinished business to attend to. He got the envelope, shoved it into one of his drawers and started to leaf through the various documents in his desk. Still, he couldn't seem to stop thinking about the poem.
'Life has left me behind.'
'You tore my heart apart.'
'It seems like I'm dead.'
The words kept ringing in his head until he couldn't take it anymore. Once again, he did a very un-Malfoyish thing. He cried.
A/N: Well? Whaddya think? Please review! And no flames please…I get enough of that from my other stories…Hahaha!