A/N: Seventeenth chapter up
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Chapter 17:
Dear Diary, I don't know what's happening? This all has to be a dream. It just has to. In your sleep, getting hurt emotionally is possible, but physically it's not.
Hermione put down her quill for a while and then looked over at her book bag. She had Care of Magical Creatures today. They needed a knife and a rope since they had to learn how to control a new creature called a Tohdriff. This animal was part snake part eagle [weird huh. Sorry, couldn't think of anything else.]. The knife was to cut the rope, not the animal.
I guess you guys would probably know what Hermione's thinking, especially with the fact that THERE'S A KNIFE IN HER BAG! There, I bet you guys got the clue. Suicide attempt.
Don't worry...She didn't do it. Somehow, something popped up in her head when she was holding it. She just couldn't do it, even though she wanted to so much. Something was stopping her.
Maybe it's the thought that she does have feelings for Draco. But what could she do? She can't go near him. She's in danger, Draco's in danger, anyone could be in danger. This was a decision she couldn't make.
Who was there to turn to when the whole world has turned it's back on you? Who's shoulder is there to cry on? Who's got the bucket when you cry? Who's gonna answer the phone when you call in the middle of the night?
Two weeks later: During Potions.
"Psst, Hermione, this is for you." Parvati said passing a piece of paper torn from a notebook to Hermione.
Hermione opened the letter and saw a serpent at the bottom with the Slytherin logo.
It read:
Hermione, I need to talk to you after class. It's really urgent. Draco
Hermione glanced over to the back where Draco was sitting. Draco gave her a warm smile and then they both returned to class.
Hermione wanted to avoid Draco as much as possible. Things just weren't right.
She sped quickly past Draco when Snape dismissed them. Draco shot up and ran after Hermione causing many heads to turn.
He grabbed her arm and then said "It's as if you didn't even read the letter." Draco said stopping in front of her.
"I did, I'm just in a hurry right now." Hermione rushed him
"Hermione, can we just talk?" Draco asked
"Fine, but let's go somewhere where people can't see or hear us."
Then Draco and Hermione walked to the bottom of the stairs and then Draco started.
"Hermione, what's wrong, we haven't been talking in a while."
"I can't tell you."
"Hermione."
"I just can't."
"What do I have to do to get you to talk to me again."
"Just stay away from me." she said as she started to cry slowly.
Draco wiped her tears and held her chin and said, "Hermione, I need to know what's bothering you. You didn't even pay attention in class."
"Draco, I------I just can't talk to you right now, or ever."
"Why?"
"I just can't."
"Tell me, Hermione."
"Draco, you know how much I care, but it's not the right time. It never is anymore."
"Hermione."
"Draco, I'm growing up, you're growing up. After this year we'll never see each other again."
"Hermione, please."
"No. I'm sorry, I just can't."
"Hermione----"
Then Hermione walked away crying.
Ignoring the crowd around him, Draco said "Hermione! I--- I love you!"
Hermione looked back and then mouthed what looked like a "sorry".
Draco sat in the steps frustrated, his eyes were red, his hair fell on his face and his whole life almost flashed before his eyes.
"Why didn't she understand? She wanted to hear that, why didn't she say it back? Why didn't she at least smile?" He thought painfully.
Several girls passed by Draco admiring his position. Several girls went wild seeing Draco like that and some even went nuts with the fact that he said he loved someone.
He could have any girl in school. Heck. He could have every girl in school. But he only wanted one. And he couldn't have her.
She could have any guy in school. Heck she could have every guy in school. But she only wanted one. And she couldn't have him.
It was hard for the both of them to accept that they couldn't have the other. They had to move on, they can't remain like this forever. Draco had no choice, the Malfoy that Hermione used to know is now back. He had no choice, what else could he do? What else was there left for him?
In the Gryffindor common room:
"Ms. Granger?" said the cold voice
"What are you doing here?" She asked not looking back to take a glance at him
"I'd like to congratulate you for a job well done." He said
"Whatever."
"But you still have to keep the distance. No where too close to him. No matter what you do, don't ever get too close to my son."
"I thought you hated him? I mean, you did try to kill him."
"I didn't try to kill him. Your two so called friends did. That stubborn Potter and his friend Weasley, such a disgrace to the wizard world."
"They didn't kill Neville, you did! You tried to kill Draco! And how dare you judge them and say what a disgrace they are to our world! When clearly, you are the disgrace around here!"
Then he came close to Hermione and grabbed her neck. She was now tip toeing and choking.
"Listen Granger, you are dirty blood, we are of pure blood, from clean ancestors. You are non other than dirty, filthy and useless! Now, take back what you just said!"
"No way!" she choked
"Do it!"
"Never!" she said once again still choking as the grip of the man tightened
"You will!" He said as he held her up in the air and blasted her with his wand.
Hermione was now on the floor, her head bleeding and her neck red.
Then he disappeared.
Until McGonagall found her on the floor when she entered the room for inspection.
McGonagall immediately called for Madame Pomfrey.
Hermione was now in the hospital wing.
Ron and Harry were on their last day, but they were already conscious, McGonagall just kept them in the wing just to make sure that the spell has completely worn off.
Ron and Harry were now in their original state. So, they're okay already. When they saw a girl lying on one bed.
They looked at who it was when they found out and made out her face from the blood that was drenched on it.
"Hermione!" Harry said angrily.
Hermione was half conscious at the moment.
"Who did this?" Ron asked
"M-Malfoy-----"she said weakly as Harry and Ron ran before they gave her the chance to finish her sentence, "Draco's dad." She said quietly as she didn't notice that they were both out the door already trying to hunt Draco down.
In the Great Hall:
"Malfoy!" Harry shouted as he entered the great hall.
As Draco turned around he found a fist flying into his nose and knocking him to fall on the other side of the table and knocking out all the food.
"what was that for?" Draco asked
"For hurting Hermione."
"I didn't do anything to her."
"Then why is she in the wing, bleeding to death and half conscious with a really sore neck?"
"She is?"
"Don't act as if you don't know."
"I really don't know what happened!"
"You're a really bad liar."
"I'm not lying. I didn't do anything. I swear to Merlin's beard."
"Just admit it, and I'll go easy on you."
"I really didn't do anything."
"That's it!" Harry said raising the sleeves of his uniform.
"FOOD FIGHT!" Ron exclaimed
So the food fight erupted in the great hall.
Draco took the chance to run to the wing when he felt someone pull his leg [literally] and trip him.
"What's the deal?" draco asked Harry who was not letting go of Draco's leg [lol! The first idea that came to mind was that Harry would admit he was gay! Lol! So sorry! I'm too hyper active today. Too much chocolate and mars bars!]
"You are not going anywhere!" Harry said
"Why not?"
"We're not done! You hurt my Mione!"
"I just want to visit her!"
"I don't believe you."
"Let go!"
"Why should I?"
"Because I care for her!"
"If you care, then why did you hurt her?"
"I didn't hurt her!"
"What did you do?"
"Oh no. Father! Shit!" then Draco stepped on Harry's hand and ran to the wing with Harry tailing behind him.
"Malfoy! Come back! Agh!"
Draco was already in the wing and he saw Hermione on the bed. He got closer and before he had the chance to touch her or even get close enough to see if she is still breathing, madame Pomfrey interrupted him and told him to stay away.
"Why?" Draco asked
"Ms. Granger is in an almost fatal condition. Please leave Mr. Malfoy. We won't allow her to have any visitors for the mean time. We have to wait until around a week before she can start having visitors."
"Well. I guess so. Thanks."
"Anytime Mr. Malfoy."
Draco left with his hands in his pockets; and another fist flew to his face.
"Why does everyone want to hit the face? Why not the stomach! Gawd!" Draco said in pain.
"Just to wipe that smile off your face. And that smirk too." Harry said with his hand still closed and ready to punch at any moment.
"I was only trying to say sorry."
"Sorry? Sorry for hurting her that she was almost visited by the grim reaper!" BAM! Another punch.
"WILL YOU STOP PUNCHING ME, POTHEAD? I'M NOT EVEN HITTING YOU!" Draco said angrily.
"Not until you admit it!"
"I didn't do it!" A fist came flying to Draco's face and Draco stopped it with his hand.
"Listen, I didn't hurt her. Why would I? I only went as far as calling her a mudblood and hoping she'd be the next victim of that monster in that chamber in second year. She hit me several times in our third year and I didn't fight back. I'd only go as far as pissing her off and scaring her! Not beating the living hell out of her! I may be the antagonist of this whole story, but that doesn't mean I don't have any respect for women! I respect them! That's another reason why I sent Narcissa to the United States! It's because Luscious beat the hell out of her! That's why I have nothing to do with my father! He thinks women should be used for lust and for pleasure and even sometimes as people you can let all your anger out on! But every time I witness him beat mother, I don't know why, but it hurts! I grew some respect for women. I was only insulting Hermione because I have always liked her!"
"If you like her, then why do you express yourself with insults?" Harry asked
"Because father's watching! Because I don't have any other way to express myself. It was as hard as hell to be able to change within a few weeks after being bred to become a death eater! You don't know how hard it is to cope with a father who acts as your slave driver! I wish I was you sometimes, I wish my father died."
"Well, you're even lucky, Malfoy, you're even lucky you have one! As for me, my father died! At least there is someone alive that you can still call your father! Sirius was like my father! But he died too!"
"Listen, father would go to any extent to try to hurt me and-----------oh shit!" Draco said
"Why?" Harry asked
"Father! He's the one that attacked Hermione!"
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Chapter 17:
Dear Diary, I don't know what's happening? This all has to be a dream. It just has to. In your sleep, getting hurt emotionally is possible, but physically it's not.
Hermione put down her quill for a while and then looked over at her book bag. She had Care of Magical Creatures today. They needed a knife and a rope since they had to learn how to control a new creature called a Tohdriff. This animal was part snake part eagle [weird huh. Sorry, couldn't think of anything else.]. The knife was to cut the rope, not the animal.
I guess you guys would probably know what Hermione's thinking, especially with the fact that THERE'S A KNIFE IN HER BAG! There, I bet you guys got the clue. Suicide attempt.
Don't worry...She didn't do it. Somehow, something popped up in her head when she was holding it. She just couldn't do it, even though she wanted to so much. Something was stopping her.
Maybe it's the thought that she does have feelings for Draco. But what could she do? She can't go near him. She's in danger, Draco's in danger, anyone could be in danger. This was a decision she couldn't make.
Who was there to turn to when the whole world has turned it's back on you? Who's shoulder is there to cry on? Who's got the bucket when you cry? Who's gonna answer the phone when you call in the middle of the night?
Two weeks later: During Potions.
"Psst, Hermione, this is for you." Parvati said passing a piece of paper torn from a notebook to Hermione.
Hermione opened the letter and saw a serpent at the bottom with the Slytherin logo.
It read:
Hermione, I need to talk to you after class. It's really urgent. Draco
Hermione glanced over to the back where Draco was sitting. Draco gave her a warm smile and then they both returned to class.
Hermione wanted to avoid Draco as much as possible. Things just weren't right.
She sped quickly past Draco when Snape dismissed them. Draco shot up and ran after Hermione causing many heads to turn.
He grabbed her arm and then said "It's as if you didn't even read the letter." Draco said stopping in front of her.
"I did, I'm just in a hurry right now." Hermione rushed him
"Hermione, can we just talk?" Draco asked
"Fine, but let's go somewhere where people can't see or hear us."
Then Draco and Hermione walked to the bottom of the stairs and then Draco started.
"Hermione, what's wrong, we haven't been talking in a while."
"I can't tell you."
"Hermione."
"I just can't."
"What do I have to do to get you to talk to me again."
"Just stay away from me." she said as she started to cry slowly.
Draco wiped her tears and held her chin and said, "Hermione, I need to know what's bothering you. You didn't even pay attention in class."
"Draco, I------I just can't talk to you right now, or ever."
"Why?"
"I just can't."
"Tell me, Hermione."
"Draco, you know how much I care, but it's not the right time. It never is anymore."
"Hermione."
"Draco, I'm growing up, you're growing up. After this year we'll never see each other again."
"Hermione, please."
"No. I'm sorry, I just can't."
"Hermione----"
Then Hermione walked away crying.
Ignoring the crowd around him, Draco said "Hermione! I--- I love you!"
Hermione looked back and then mouthed what looked like a "sorry".
Draco sat in the steps frustrated, his eyes were red, his hair fell on his face and his whole life almost flashed before his eyes.
"Why didn't she understand? She wanted to hear that, why didn't she say it back? Why didn't she at least smile?" He thought painfully.
Several girls passed by Draco admiring his position. Several girls went wild seeing Draco like that and some even went nuts with the fact that he said he loved someone.
He could have any girl in school. Heck. He could have every girl in school. But he only wanted one. And he couldn't have her.
She could have any guy in school. Heck she could have every guy in school. But she only wanted one. And she couldn't have him.
It was hard for the both of them to accept that they couldn't have the other. They had to move on, they can't remain like this forever. Draco had no choice, the Malfoy that Hermione used to know is now back. He had no choice, what else could he do? What else was there left for him?
In the Gryffindor common room:
"Ms. Granger?" said the cold voice
"What are you doing here?" She asked not looking back to take a glance at him
"I'd like to congratulate you for a job well done." He said
"Whatever."
"But you still have to keep the distance. No where too close to him. No matter what you do, don't ever get too close to my son."
"I thought you hated him? I mean, you did try to kill him."
"I didn't try to kill him. Your two so called friends did. That stubborn Potter and his friend Weasley, such a disgrace to the wizard world."
"They didn't kill Neville, you did! You tried to kill Draco! And how dare you judge them and say what a disgrace they are to our world! When clearly, you are the disgrace around here!"
Then he came close to Hermione and grabbed her neck. She was now tip toeing and choking.
"Listen Granger, you are dirty blood, we are of pure blood, from clean ancestors. You are non other than dirty, filthy and useless! Now, take back what you just said!"
"No way!" she choked
"Do it!"
"Never!" she said once again still choking as the grip of the man tightened
"You will!" He said as he held her up in the air and blasted her with his wand.
Hermione was now on the floor, her head bleeding and her neck red.
Then he disappeared.
Until McGonagall found her on the floor when she entered the room for inspection.
McGonagall immediately called for Madame Pomfrey.
Hermione was now in the hospital wing.
Ron and Harry were on their last day, but they were already conscious, McGonagall just kept them in the wing just to make sure that the spell has completely worn off.
Ron and Harry were now in their original state. So, they're okay already. When they saw a girl lying on one bed.
They looked at who it was when they found out and made out her face from the blood that was drenched on it.
"Hermione!" Harry said angrily.
Hermione was half conscious at the moment.
"Who did this?" Ron asked
"M-Malfoy-----"she said weakly as Harry and Ron ran before they gave her the chance to finish her sentence, "Draco's dad." She said quietly as she didn't notice that they were both out the door already trying to hunt Draco down.
In the Great Hall:
"Malfoy!" Harry shouted as he entered the great hall.
As Draco turned around he found a fist flying into his nose and knocking him to fall on the other side of the table and knocking out all the food.
"what was that for?" Draco asked
"For hurting Hermione."
"I didn't do anything to her."
"Then why is she in the wing, bleeding to death and half conscious with a really sore neck?"
"She is?"
"Don't act as if you don't know."
"I really don't know what happened!"
"You're a really bad liar."
"I'm not lying. I didn't do anything. I swear to Merlin's beard."
"Just admit it, and I'll go easy on you."
"I really didn't do anything."
"That's it!" Harry said raising the sleeves of his uniform.
"FOOD FIGHT!" Ron exclaimed
So the food fight erupted in the great hall.
Draco took the chance to run to the wing when he felt someone pull his leg [literally] and trip him.
"What's the deal?" draco asked Harry who was not letting go of Draco's leg [lol! The first idea that came to mind was that Harry would admit he was gay! Lol! So sorry! I'm too hyper active today. Too much chocolate and mars bars!]
"You are not going anywhere!" Harry said
"Why not?"
"We're not done! You hurt my Mione!"
"I just want to visit her!"
"I don't believe you."
"Let go!"
"Why should I?"
"Because I care for her!"
"If you care, then why did you hurt her?"
"I didn't hurt her!"
"What did you do?"
"Oh no. Father! Shit!" then Draco stepped on Harry's hand and ran to the wing with Harry tailing behind him.
"Malfoy! Come back! Agh!"
Draco was already in the wing and he saw Hermione on the bed. He got closer and before he had the chance to touch her or even get close enough to see if she is still breathing, madame Pomfrey interrupted him and told him to stay away.
"Why?" Draco asked
"Ms. Granger is in an almost fatal condition. Please leave Mr. Malfoy. We won't allow her to have any visitors for the mean time. We have to wait until around a week before she can start having visitors."
"Well. I guess so. Thanks."
"Anytime Mr. Malfoy."
Draco left with his hands in his pockets; and another fist flew to his face.
"Why does everyone want to hit the face? Why not the stomach! Gawd!" Draco said in pain.
"Just to wipe that smile off your face. And that smirk too." Harry said with his hand still closed and ready to punch at any moment.
"I was only trying to say sorry."
"Sorry? Sorry for hurting her that she was almost visited by the grim reaper!" BAM! Another punch.
"WILL YOU STOP PUNCHING ME, POTHEAD? I'M NOT EVEN HITTING YOU!" Draco said angrily.
"Not until you admit it!"
"I didn't do it!" A fist came flying to Draco's face and Draco stopped it with his hand.
"Listen, I didn't hurt her. Why would I? I only went as far as calling her a mudblood and hoping she'd be the next victim of that monster in that chamber in second year. She hit me several times in our third year and I didn't fight back. I'd only go as far as pissing her off and scaring her! Not beating the living hell out of her! I may be the antagonist of this whole story, but that doesn't mean I don't have any respect for women! I respect them! That's another reason why I sent Narcissa to the United States! It's because Luscious beat the hell out of her! That's why I have nothing to do with my father! He thinks women should be used for lust and for pleasure and even sometimes as people you can let all your anger out on! But every time I witness him beat mother, I don't know why, but it hurts! I grew some respect for women. I was only insulting Hermione because I have always liked her!"
"If you like her, then why do you express yourself with insults?" Harry asked
"Because father's watching! Because I don't have any other way to express myself. It was as hard as hell to be able to change within a few weeks after being bred to become a death eater! You don't know how hard it is to cope with a father who acts as your slave driver! I wish I was you sometimes, I wish my father died."
"Well, you're even lucky, Malfoy, you're even lucky you have one! As for me, my father died! At least there is someone alive that you can still call your father! Sirius was like my father! But he died too!"
"Listen, father would go to any extent to try to hurt me and-----------oh shit!" Draco said
"Why?" Harry asked
"Father! He's the one that attacked Hermione!"
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