Chapter 6
Hermione woke up the next morning and listened for Draco's call. It didn't come. The she remembered the fight, which explained the heavy feeling in her stomach. She got up and showered and went downstairs, heading straight for the kitchen. She made a bowl of instant oatmeal and tiptoed into Malfoy's room and set the bowl on the night table. Draco was pretending to be asleep . Hermione wouldn't have make anything for him, but she knew he couldn't take care of himself and she couldn't just let him starve and die. She just refused to speak to him during the day.
Their lives were like this for the next two weeks. They didn't speak another word to each other before they had to go back to school. When Draco had started to walk again about a week before the start of term, Hermione had remained silent. She could tell it hurt him and her heart went out to him. But her lips remained shut. She could see the sweat on his forehead every step he took, and still refused to speak to him. She did, however, purchase his school supplies on her trip to Diagon Alley. She left them on his bed, with no note or anything, and let him find them by himself.
Hermione's parent's drove them both to King's Cross Station and waved good- bye to them as they went through the portal to Platform 9 ¾. Hermione and Draco parted ways in silence.
"Hi, guys," said Hermione when she met up with Harry and Ron.
"Hey, Hermione," they said. "What's wrong?" Hermione was not her usual chipper self.
"Oh, I'll tell you guys later," said Hermione. Dumbledore told her not to discuss Malfoy's presence at her home. "Let's hurry and find a carriage.
"All right," said Harry. He had become the peace-maker between Ron and Hermione over the years nd he kept every one under control.
"They all got on the train and rode to Hogwarts while Hermione told them about her summer in private.
"Geez, Hermione, I'm sorry," said Ron. "You could have come to the Burrow.
"No, I couldn't have just left anyone there to take care of themselves. Even Malfoy." Hermione said.
"I know, Hermione," said Harry. "It's just not in your nature to let anyone suffer, no matter how much you hate them."
"Believe me," said Hermione, "I didn't make things easy for him. And I haven't spoken to him for the last three weeks."
"We should probably change into our robes now," said Ron after a moment.
They all put their robes on just in time to feel the train stop at Hogwarts. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stepped out off the train and made their way to the Great Hall. Hermione caught glimpses of Draco, not that she was looking for him, but he was always with his Slythiern friends, laughing and picking on the first years.
Hermioen went through the motions of watching the sorting and eating the feast. But all the while a cloud was hanging over her head, a cloud that hadn't left her since her fight with Draco. She didn't know hwy it was affecting her so much. She just couldn't shake the feeling of depression hanging around her. She decided to retire early and went up to her room after showing the Common Room to the new first years. Hermione walked over to her bed after changing into her night clothes and lay down across it. Maybe should would feel better in the morning. She noticed a piece of folded parchment resting on her pillow. Hermione reached for it and unfolded it. The writing was unfamiliar, but Hermione soon knew who the author was.
Hermione- it read.
Well, I bet you're surprised to hear, er, read this from me. To be honest, I'm surprised at myself. My kind of people aren't supposed to do these kinds of things. So, I guess what I'm trying to say, is, I'm sorry. Wow. My first apology. What would my father say? What would anyone say? You were the only person who ever showed me true kindness. I'm sorry I didn't realize that until now. This can't change anything between us, Granger, but I thought you should know how much what you did means to me. See you around, Granger, Malfoy
Hermione jumped off of her bed and scribbled a hurried not. She rushed out of Gryffindor tower and ran straight into a Slythiern second year.
"Here," she told him, "Give this to Draco Malfoy,"
The young student nodded to her and ran off.
That night, Draco unfolded a piece of parchment and read the unfamiliar writing:
Draco- it read, Everything has changed between us. Thank you. Hermione.
A/N: Well, there you go. Sorry if it seemed kind of OOC, but I wanted to hurry up and get to the action. I don't know when the next chapter will be up, but I'll try getting it up soon! Everything is really busy lately, so you'll just have to be patient. I apologize for any mechanical errors in this chapter, I was speed typing. Hope you liked it! Thanks to all of you who have reviewed, it means a lot to me. And for those of you who didn't just catch that hint, please review! Thanks!
Hermione woke up the next morning and listened for Draco's call. It didn't come. The she remembered the fight, which explained the heavy feeling in her stomach. She got up and showered and went downstairs, heading straight for the kitchen. She made a bowl of instant oatmeal and tiptoed into Malfoy's room and set the bowl on the night table. Draco was pretending to be asleep . Hermione wouldn't have make anything for him, but she knew he couldn't take care of himself and she couldn't just let him starve and die. She just refused to speak to him during the day.
Their lives were like this for the next two weeks. They didn't speak another word to each other before they had to go back to school. When Draco had started to walk again about a week before the start of term, Hermione had remained silent. She could tell it hurt him and her heart went out to him. But her lips remained shut. She could see the sweat on his forehead every step he took, and still refused to speak to him. She did, however, purchase his school supplies on her trip to Diagon Alley. She left them on his bed, with no note or anything, and let him find them by himself.
Hermione's parent's drove them both to King's Cross Station and waved good- bye to them as they went through the portal to Platform 9 ¾. Hermione and Draco parted ways in silence.
"Hi, guys," said Hermione when she met up with Harry and Ron.
"Hey, Hermione," they said. "What's wrong?" Hermione was not her usual chipper self.
"Oh, I'll tell you guys later," said Hermione. Dumbledore told her not to discuss Malfoy's presence at her home. "Let's hurry and find a carriage.
"All right," said Harry. He had become the peace-maker between Ron and Hermione over the years nd he kept every one under control.
"They all got on the train and rode to Hogwarts while Hermione told them about her summer in private.
"Geez, Hermione, I'm sorry," said Ron. "You could have come to the Burrow.
"No, I couldn't have just left anyone there to take care of themselves. Even Malfoy." Hermione said.
"I know, Hermione," said Harry. "It's just not in your nature to let anyone suffer, no matter how much you hate them."
"Believe me," said Hermione, "I didn't make things easy for him. And I haven't spoken to him for the last three weeks."
"We should probably change into our robes now," said Ron after a moment.
They all put their robes on just in time to feel the train stop at Hogwarts. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stepped out off the train and made their way to the Great Hall. Hermione caught glimpses of Draco, not that she was looking for him, but he was always with his Slythiern friends, laughing and picking on the first years.
Hermioen went through the motions of watching the sorting and eating the feast. But all the while a cloud was hanging over her head, a cloud that hadn't left her since her fight with Draco. She didn't know hwy it was affecting her so much. She just couldn't shake the feeling of depression hanging around her. She decided to retire early and went up to her room after showing the Common Room to the new first years. Hermione walked over to her bed after changing into her night clothes and lay down across it. Maybe should would feel better in the morning. She noticed a piece of folded parchment resting on her pillow. Hermione reached for it and unfolded it. The writing was unfamiliar, but Hermione soon knew who the author was.
Hermione- it read.
Well, I bet you're surprised to hear, er, read this from me. To be honest, I'm surprised at myself. My kind of people aren't supposed to do these kinds of things. So, I guess what I'm trying to say, is, I'm sorry. Wow. My first apology. What would my father say? What would anyone say? You were the only person who ever showed me true kindness. I'm sorry I didn't realize that until now. This can't change anything between us, Granger, but I thought you should know how much what you did means to me. See you around, Granger, Malfoy
Hermione jumped off of her bed and scribbled a hurried not. She rushed out of Gryffindor tower and ran straight into a Slythiern second year.
"Here," she told him, "Give this to Draco Malfoy,"
The young student nodded to her and ran off.
That night, Draco unfolded a piece of parchment and read the unfamiliar writing:
Draco- it read, Everything has changed between us. Thank you. Hermione.
A/N: Well, there you go. Sorry if it seemed kind of OOC, but I wanted to hurry up and get to the action. I don't know when the next chapter will be up, but I'll try getting it up soon! Everything is really busy lately, so you'll just have to be patient. I apologize for any mechanical errors in this chapter, I was speed typing. Hope you liked it! Thanks to all of you who have reviewed, it means a lot to me. And for those of you who didn't just catch that hint, please review! Thanks!
