Stupid
'Night lift up the shades let in the brilliant light of morning
But steady me now for I am weak and starving for mercy...'
How could she have been so fuckin' stupid?! He used her and she knew it! Yet here she was, falling into depression because they had broken up and she couldn't figure out why! She was the cleverest witch of her year and she, for the life of her, could not figure out why they had split!!
'...Sleep has left me alone to carry the weight of unraveling where we went wrong...'
She needed someone to turn to and that someone had been Harry Potter...
Harry was there for her, always had been. Saying that if she needed to talk or something, he would be there, no matter what hour of the day or night.
'...And all I can do to hang on, to keep me from falling into old familiar shoes...'
She couldn't stand it anymore! She needed to go back to the Malfoy Manor. She needed to see him. To tell him that she loved him no matter what. Hell, she would crawl on her hands and knees if she had to!!
'...How stupid could I be, a simpleton could see, that you're no good for me,
but you're the only one I see...'
Many people couldn't see why she loved him so much. Hell, many people couldn't see why he 'loved' her so much.
'...Love has made me a fool set me on fire and watched as I floundered...'
Why had he let her go? Was it because he had finished with her? Was it because he was more like his father than he let on? Was he having an affair? What was the reason?!
She had arrived at the Manor as so many people called it. It was raining, how reflective of her mood. There he was, standing in the pouring rain.
'...unable to speak except to cry out and wait for your answer, and you come around in your time speaking of fabulous places create...'
They had almost broken up many times but he always came back or she caved in. There were so many fights and yet one of them would return to the other.
'...an oasis that dries up as soon as you're gone, you leave me here burning in this desert without you...'
There were a few times that she thought it was truly over. He would be gone for days after they fought and it was truly Hell.
'...How stupid could I be, a simpleton could see, that you're no good for me,
but you're the only one I see...'
For those few days, she would think of many things. Like how he rarely told her that he loved her. Why didn't he? All she did was love him and yet he couldn't find it in him to love her back. And she, when he was around, was too fuckin' blind, too stupid, to see that.
'...Everything changes everything falls apart, I can't stand to feel myself losing control, In the deep of my weakness I know...'
Everything did fall apart when he left after the fights. She knew it was her fault. She was constantly nagging at him, his own words. It. Was. Her. Fault.
Oh God, she was losing it. It couldn't have been her fault! Maybe partly her fault but it was not entirely her fault!!
'...How stupid could I be, a simpleton could see, that you're no good for me,
but you're the only one I see...'
If it wasn't entirely her fault then why was she returning to him?
"Hermione! I'm so sorry! It was my fault. Please come inside, it's so cold out here." he pleaded with her
His fault...It was his fault...
Author's note: I don't own the song 'Stupid'. That belongs to Sarah Malachlan...unfortunely. I would recommend listening to it when reading the story. Oh, I also don't own Hermione or Draco or Malfoy Manor, for that matter.