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She cried. That was all she could do. All she had left in her were tears. Her palm held against the front door of her own home she could not bring herself to go inside. Could not bring herself to go in and to confess everything to him. To her husband. The one man in her life that had loved her for who she was, the one man who had forgiven her mistakes, and the one man in the world she trusted with her heart.
Because he could never break it the way the one man she loved could.
She took deep breaths trying to calm herself, she needed to do this. It had been such a long time coming.
She had been so unfair to everyone for so long. But now, starting now she would be different. She would let go of him and she would be normal again. She would forget him and she wouldn't hurt anymore.
She sighed.
She would go to her husband with all of her heart and she would finally give it to him.
She would. She would. She could will herself to do it.
Another sob.
"Dammit." She cried as she pounded a closed fist on the door.
The door swiftly opened and there he stood.
Sweet, trusting, loving Harry. The saviour of the Wizarding world.
The look of concern and shock was striking in his features. His dark eyebrows furrowed and his mouth twitched in his confusion.
"Oh my god Hermione!" he exclaimed bringing her in.
She cried harder feeling his strong arms supporting her, just as they always had.
He loved her so much, how could she ever betray that?
"Darling what's the matter?" he asked bringing her to the couch as he sat on the table to face her.
She shook her head crying but fighting fiercely for her head to b clearer. If she was going to do this, she needed to do it right.
"What happened Hermione? The mission... Did they hurt you? Tell me. I swear to God Hermione if they.." His voice was angry, but she shook her head.
She raised her eyes to look directly into his. Regretful brown met the loving aqua green that showed trust and concern.
She looked back for a moment to how wrong she had been in her seventh year.
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"Please don't make this any harder than it has to be Harry..." She pleaded.
He looked at her with such a hurt in his eyes, a hurt that only showed whenever he thought of his dead parents.
"I don't understand Hermione, is there someone else? Is it Ron?" He asked his voice quiet.
She stepped forward to him and held his hands looking straight in his eyes she assured him,
"It's not Ron, Harry."
"Then what is it Hermione?"
"It's just... It doesn't feel...right." I stammered lowering my head.
"It is someone else isn't it? Maybe not Ron, but someone." He said in an understanding tone, a hurt smile on his lips. He gave me a hug, told me goodbye, and left for his rooms.
I winced. Yeah right. Not Ron but someone. Someone that was his worst enemy. I sighed. Stupid Malfoy always ruining things.
Malfoy.
We had broken up after the Holiday breaks and he had gone home angry. I hadn't seen him until he came back, bad attitude in full force.
We had ignored each other ever since and it had been fine with the both of them.
Hermione had started to date Harry.
Draco had started sleeping around again.
Each one interested in if they could hurt the other more.
And then there was that blasted dance. The blasted dance that destroyed her perfect bubble of a life since the break-up.
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Flashback even further.
Dear Head Boy and Head Girl,
As you both know, your Head status duty includes having to prepare the annual spring ball for the graduating year. This is one of the most important balls of the year, as it will be the one preceding the graduation ball.
I have trust in you both to make the occasion special.
Sincerely,
Professor McGonagall
"Oh crap!" Hermione exclaimed. She threw the letter on the table and watched carefully as Malfoy read it.
He sighed and threw it to the table as well. He remained quiet for a while but also regarded me. For a minute he seemed to be trying find words to talk, but then his old smirk came on.
"Have a problem Granger? You don't have a date with Potty do you?" he smirked.
She cut her eyes at him.
"Don't talk to me about Harry." She said in a hard voice before standing up to walk out the room.
Walking down the corridor she let out a frustrated breath and shook her head to let out the angry thoughts.
Her thoughts were so occupied that she didn't notice him come after her. She didn't know he had until he came flashing by coming in front of her and grabbing her wrists.
" Let go of me!"
He didn't comply but instead pushed her against the wall of the corridors.
His eyes burned holes in her.
They were so angry.
"Why can't I talk about the boy who is fucking my girlfriend?"
Her head snapped to face him. Her eyes held an expression of disbelief.
"I was never your girlfriend." she said. " How could I be when no one even knows that we don't hate each other. So what does it matter to you who fucks me or not?"
He let go of her.
" So that's it huh?"
"Yeah that's it."
He gave her an empty smile. And then suddenly stepped back from her and looked around.
"Everybody!! Attention to anyone who can hear me. I do not hate....!"
Hermione put her hand in his mouth to keep him from finishing, his deep voice echoed in the corridors.
"Don't Draco."
"Isn't it what you wanted? To give the world a chance to know us, to destroy us."
"I'm with Harry now Draco. It's too late for us, for whatever we even had."
She gave him one last longing look before she walked away.
"I never slept with him." She whispered as she did.
And that had been it. He hadn't let her walk away from him again before giving her one last kiss.
A last kiss that turned out to not be the last.
And the next night she had broken up with Harry
She had broken up with Harry and gone back to him..
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Oh how did it come to this? She asked herself.
Why couldn't I have just forgotten about Malfoy. Why couldn't I just have let go of Harry forever. Why do I keep making the same mistakes over and over again.
Not this time.
She would not let go of Harry Potter this time.
"Hermione. Tell me honey. You can tell me everything."
And so she did.
He looked at her with hurt in his eyes afterwards, hurt mixed in with shock. He didn't speak for minutes, minutes that seemed like hours to Hermione. She sat there willing him to talk to her, to yell at her, but most of all to forgive her.
She needed so badly to be forgiven.
Finally after what seemed like forever he breathed a sigh. And rubbed his face in his hands.
He looked at her closely with a look of tenderness in his eyes.
"Do you still love him?"
Hermione sucked in a breath.
One more lie.
One more lie to last them a lifetime.
"No."
She hoped he believed her. He nodded and gave a small smile. He moved towards her and in another second she was wrapped up in his protective arms once more. Safe and secure.
He hugged his wife as tears came to his eyes. The weight of all he found out rested in his heart.
She was still in love with the enemy.
He sighed into her hair and held her closer.
Then again he was still in love with her.
"It's alright Hermione. It's going to be alright"
End Chapter
Well well there it is. I hope it makes you guys cry, sad, and also happy cause hey I updated! Anyway thanks for all the reviews so far, and for all the good wishes about my driver's exam, which I passed by the way. I have been pretty busy lately, mix that in with the fact that I've been a bit depressed since my DVD player broke. Hey does anyone know a good brand for DVD players??
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