Everything To Fight For
Hey again! Wow, it's been so long since I've last updated! Too long maybe? But it is going to be another short while until I update again, because I'm just so busy, but this chapter is going to be one of the most important. This chapter is going to be the start, finally, of this story. THAT'S RIGHT, YOU HEARD CORRECT! It hasn't even STARTED yet! So lets get this chapter rolling. Disclaimer- I'm sorry, no Harry Potter owner here. Try somewhere else. AND: To all of my reviewers, you mean so much to me! Every word is taken into view! Thank you for being there!
---------------- Chapter 10 Fresh In Evil
No one could ever tell Hermione otherwise about her love for Draco. It was too deep, too strong for such a spellbinding hold to break. She sat there thinking about what she was going to do. She still had a strong feeling she should head back home, and she wanted to see everyone again.
Mostly everyone thought she was dead. Those who knew, she hardly ever saw, and that things she had learned about herself, and the things she gained and missed over the last couple of years were absolutely unbearable.
Draco came into the apartment they had bought about an hour ago. Hermione was still lying on the bed where he had laid her when he left to get their stuff. Neko, their kitten, was playfully whacking the bottom of Draco's pants with her tiny whit paws, and her round, pudgy, black little face stared up at him.
"I can tell something's bothering you," He said sitting on the edge of the bed. "Care to tell me?"
She looked over at him and smiled. "How did you know?"
He shrugged and still watched her, waiting for an answer.
"Something has been bothering me, Draco. Its been bothering me an awful lot, ever since I came here. Truth is, I'm so damn lost. You see, I want to be with Harry, Ginny, and Ron again. I want to see Miss Weasley, Mr Weasley, and my mom and dad before they pass on. I want to go to the parties, get a real job instead of this stupid, muggle stuff. Like you said before, I was one of the smartest in Hogwarts for my time, and I grew up working for a muggle newspaper? It's not right! Nothing but you and Neko has felt truly right since I have been with you." Hermione said hugging Neko who had jumped up on the bed and snuggled its face under her arm.
Draco was very silent, thinking to himself and pacing around the room a couple times.
"Well, Victor knows where you are." Draco said thoughtfully, "And he knows how to find you again. So really, there is no sense in you running anymore. And I am going to stick by you no matter what, even if it means going back... back home."
Hermione looked down. "I don't want you doing anything you don't want to."
"I want to do this, Hermione."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Hermione lay there for a while and then stood up, wrapping her arms tightly around Draco's neck.
"Thank you." She whispered.
It was finally settled. They would leave on the first plane out the next day, back to where she wanted to be. Back home.
-------------- A/N: Lets get straight to business. This short part tells you what they are doing over a period of two months. It's short, straight to the point, and then I can get on with what I really want to write!
Hermione and Draco had gotten off that plane the very next day, arriving in their beautiful hometown. Hermione went to visit Ginny first, and there, she saw Harry and Ginny with her puffed stomach carrying her beautiful baby deep inside her. She and Draco next went to Ron's where he Draco actually said at least ten words as the two friends caught up on each other's lives.
Hermione then went to her parent's house and got smothered by her two, worried parents checking her and her fiancé over. She smiled over at Draco, who seemed to feel very odd in the presence of two muggles.
They bought a small one-floor house with a living room, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom and one extra room for clothes and other things. They both had adjusted comfortably to their living space, and Neko liked it too.
A/N: Sorry that was stupid but it had to be said.
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Later in the afternoon of a fall day, Hermione lifted her head from reading to see Draco walk into the room and plop down on the couch. She got up from the chair and sat beside him.
Without even speaking, she pulled him close to her and started to kiss him. The kiss turned more passionate and she moved in closer to him until he stopped and let his lips go limp.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.
He only shrugged and looked out the window onto the busy streets.
"I'm going to make a giant stab in the dark, and I'm going to say that your problems you left haven't recovered, and you feel bad about them. And I don't want you to tell me if this is right or not hunny, I just want to tell you that you didn't ha ve to come here. I would have stayed where we were if you wanted." There was silence after that and then she said, "Your never going to tell me why you left, are you?"
Draco pulled her on top of him and started kissing her again. He didn't answer, he only moved his tongue into her mouth and held her waist. After a while, his lips parted from hers and he stared lovingly at her.
"When the time is right, I will." He said. He closed his eyes and allowed his body to fall into a deep sleep.
She listened to his breathing for a while and then got up and went into the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror and playing with her wavy ends of her hair. 'I might need a trim...' she thought.
Just then, her whole body jumped at the sound of an open door. There was a loud crash, and she heard two voices.
"Where the hell have you been all this time?"
"What?" Draco's confused voice spoke out. "Oh, its you... I should have known. I've been escaping you! That's what!"
"Even though Voldemort was defeated by that worthless, Harry Potter, I am still here to set this wizard world straight. Your weak with your pride, and it claims you defenceless. You will finally be able to work for me!"
There were some muffled noises and finally after the thrashing about had finished, there was total silence after a slam of the door. Hermione fumbled out of the washroom.
"Oh, Draco! What's going on? I..." She stopped when she realized no one was there. She was talking to no one but Neko, who's curled up; frightened little body lay in the corner of the room under a stool. Hermione knew this wasn't right. She had to find Draco.
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This chapter might have sounded corny, I don't know, but it will get better and be explained in the next one. Anyways, I'm very busy so when I can I'll update, which I will try to make as soon as possible. I'm rooting for at least 30-40 reviews (in total) for this story before I continue. This is the first time I'm asking, so please!
Your friend,
KitKat001
Hey again! Wow, it's been so long since I've last updated! Too long maybe? But it is going to be another short while until I update again, because I'm just so busy, but this chapter is going to be one of the most important. This chapter is going to be the start, finally, of this story. THAT'S RIGHT, YOU HEARD CORRECT! It hasn't even STARTED yet! So lets get this chapter rolling. Disclaimer- I'm sorry, no Harry Potter owner here. Try somewhere else. AND: To all of my reviewers, you mean so much to me! Every word is taken into view! Thank you for being there!
---------------- Chapter 10 Fresh In Evil
No one could ever tell Hermione otherwise about her love for Draco. It was too deep, too strong for such a spellbinding hold to break. She sat there thinking about what she was going to do. She still had a strong feeling she should head back home, and she wanted to see everyone again.
Mostly everyone thought she was dead. Those who knew, she hardly ever saw, and that things she had learned about herself, and the things she gained and missed over the last couple of years were absolutely unbearable.
Draco came into the apartment they had bought about an hour ago. Hermione was still lying on the bed where he had laid her when he left to get their stuff. Neko, their kitten, was playfully whacking the bottom of Draco's pants with her tiny whit paws, and her round, pudgy, black little face stared up at him.
"I can tell something's bothering you," He said sitting on the edge of the bed. "Care to tell me?"
She looked over at him and smiled. "How did you know?"
He shrugged and still watched her, waiting for an answer.
"Something has been bothering me, Draco. Its been bothering me an awful lot, ever since I came here. Truth is, I'm so damn lost. You see, I want to be with Harry, Ginny, and Ron again. I want to see Miss Weasley, Mr Weasley, and my mom and dad before they pass on. I want to go to the parties, get a real job instead of this stupid, muggle stuff. Like you said before, I was one of the smartest in Hogwarts for my time, and I grew up working for a muggle newspaper? It's not right! Nothing but you and Neko has felt truly right since I have been with you." Hermione said hugging Neko who had jumped up on the bed and snuggled its face under her arm.
Draco was very silent, thinking to himself and pacing around the room a couple times.
"Well, Victor knows where you are." Draco said thoughtfully, "And he knows how to find you again. So really, there is no sense in you running anymore. And I am going to stick by you no matter what, even if it means going back... back home."
Hermione looked down. "I don't want you doing anything you don't want to."
"I want to do this, Hermione."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Hermione lay there for a while and then stood up, wrapping her arms tightly around Draco's neck.
"Thank you." She whispered.
It was finally settled. They would leave on the first plane out the next day, back to where she wanted to be. Back home.
-------------- A/N: Lets get straight to business. This short part tells you what they are doing over a period of two months. It's short, straight to the point, and then I can get on with what I really want to write!
Hermione and Draco had gotten off that plane the very next day, arriving in their beautiful hometown. Hermione went to visit Ginny first, and there, she saw Harry and Ginny with her puffed stomach carrying her beautiful baby deep inside her. She and Draco next went to Ron's where he Draco actually said at least ten words as the two friends caught up on each other's lives.
Hermione then went to her parent's house and got smothered by her two, worried parents checking her and her fiancé over. She smiled over at Draco, who seemed to feel very odd in the presence of two muggles.
They bought a small one-floor house with a living room, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom and one extra room for clothes and other things. They both had adjusted comfortably to their living space, and Neko liked it too.
A/N: Sorry that was stupid but it had to be said.
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Later in the afternoon of a fall day, Hermione lifted her head from reading to see Draco walk into the room and plop down on the couch. She got up from the chair and sat beside him.
Without even speaking, she pulled him close to her and started to kiss him. The kiss turned more passionate and she moved in closer to him until he stopped and let his lips go limp.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.
He only shrugged and looked out the window onto the busy streets.
"I'm going to make a giant stab in the dark, and I'm going to say that your problems you left haven't recovered, and you feel bad about them. And I don't want you to tell me if this is right or not hunny, I just want to tell you that you didn't ha ve to come here. I would have stayed where we were if you wanted." There was silence after that and then she said, "Your never going to tell me why you left, are you?"
Draco pulled her on top of him and started kissing her again. He didn't answer, he only moved his tongue into her mouth and held her waist. After a while, his lips parted from hers and he stared lovingly at her.
"When the time is right, I will." He said. He closed his eyes and allowed his body to fall into a deep sleep.
She listened to his breathing for a while and then got up and went into the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror and playing with her wavy ends of her hair. 'I might need a trim...' she thought.
Just then, her whole body jumped at the sound of an open door. There was a loud crash, and she heard two voices.
"Where the hell have you been all this time?"
"What?" Draco's confused voice spoke out. "Oh, its you... I should have known. I've been escaping you! That's what!"
"Even though Voldemort was defeated by that worthless, Harry Potter, I am still here to set this wizard world straight. Your weak with your pride, and it claims you defenceless. You will finally be able to work for me!"
There were some muffled noises and finally after the thrashing about had finished, there was total silence after a slam of the door. Hermione fumbled out of the washroom.
"Oh, Draco! What's going on? I..." She stopped when she realized no one was there. She was talking to no one but Neko, who's curled up; frightened little body lay in the corner of the room under a stool. Hermione knew this wasn't right. She had to find Draco.
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This chapter might have sounded corny, I don't know, but it will get better and be explained in the next one. Anyways, I'm very busy so when I can I'll update, which I will try to make as soon as possible. I'm rooting for at least 30-40 reviews (in total) for this story before I continue. This is the first time I'm asking, so please!
Your friend,
KitKat001