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Chapter 11- Alone
Hermione ran up the stairs to her bedroom and locked the door behind her. She sat on the corner of her bed and began to cry. Today was the worst day possible. She felt so alone. She wasn't even anywhere near someone who she could talk to or be comforted by. All she wanted or could do was cry. But she couldn't. It would show how Malfoy actually got to her. That was the last thing she wanted to do, give in to Malfoy.
Just then an owl swooped in with a parchment tied to his ankle. She didn't recognize this owl; it wasn't Harry's or Ron's. Hermione stood up and walked over to where the owl perched itself. She untied the letter and with that the owl was gone. Sitting back down she opened it, it read
Dearest Hermione,
I'm terribly sorry. It wasn't supposed to be like this. But I will not deny however that I did go along with the plan before I truly new you. It all began that day in the park when I came over to you, we talked for a bit and I thought Draco was right you were a know it all. But then by our third meeting I could see there was more to you than that. I didn't want to have any part of the plan any more. That is when I went off to Romania. My mum said I could stay home if I wanted but I just couldn't. So I went with them instead hoping the plan would be forgotten. But sure enough when I returned it was far from over. That's when I knew the only way was to tell you the truth. I was planning to tell you after our date but then Draco interrupted us. Everything I said on our date was NOT part of the plan. I hadn't even been thinking about it. I would have ended it sooner but you know the Malfoys, their power, their stand in society. I couldn't cross them. Today in the park I decided I couldn't continue even if it did mean I'd cross a Malfoy. Everything you overheard in the park was true. Please forgive me. I really do like you. Sincerely yours,
-Pete
Hermione crumpled the letter in her hand. She couldn't trust Malfoy or him again, at least not now. He thinks I'll forgive him over a letter. This was someone more than a little letter could solve. She thought to herself. He did sound sorry when he was running after her. The letter sounded like he truly meant it, but then again it was only a letter its not like he'd actually said it to her face. For all she knew it could be dripping with sarcasm. She couldn't think about him anymore it was consuming too much time.
Sighing she when down stairs to get a snack. When she got down stairs she saw Draco sitting at the table having a snack himself. She walked by him trying to ignore him, not even glancing at him.
"Your welcome Granger"- He said after taking a sip from his glass.
Hermione whipped back "I didn't thank you for anything, you don't deserve it"
"Don't deserve it? Well if it wasn't for me where do you think you'd be right now Granger? Do you honestly think you'd still be headed for the kitchen standing in that very spot? If I hadn't come you would probably be tied up somewhere. I think that I do deserve a bit more than a thank you"
"Well that's all your going to get because if you think I'm going to grovel at your feet then your completely wrong. You did something horrible to me and because of that you're lucky that you even got a Thank you! "
"I think you're the lucky on in this situation on two parts. One... I bet that if I hadn't done what I'd done you and Pete would be, well more so you would be happy. I brought you back to reality you still would have thought you and Pete, a pureblood, had a chance. Two...I saved you from those men."
"There you go again with the whole pureblood mudblood shit, its just blood. It really doesn't matter. It doesn't bother me when you say that anymore and I think that your family is really the only family who even cares about mudbloods and purebloods. So you need to get over yourself"
"Oh Granger getting a bit agitated are we? I need to get over my self-do I now? That's a bit rich coming from know it all Granger. I've wasted too much time with you already this summer."
Hermione was really tired of quarrelling with Malfoy. But she wouldn't let him with this one.
"I think your wrong. I think that when Pete left you did like me a bit and found you were getting to close and got scared, I think Pete was right you did have fun with me. I doubt it was apart of your plan"
Draco didn't know what to say his mind drew blank. His head was no longer swimming with punch lines. After saying her final words Hermione left, not bothering to get her snack. She went back up stairs where he knew she would be for many more days.
Draco stood dumbstruck that he couldn't come up this anything to throw back at her. He began thinking. Was Granger right, he did have fun? He didn't know anymore he was so sure of himself earlier? She did it again she got into his head! He was disappointed though that all his mudblood comments had no longer influenced her. Suddenly the old grandfather clock in the living room began to chime. It was 11:00 p.m. Feeling exasperated he went upstairs to his room.
As he reached the stop of the stairs he heard the oddest sound coming from somewhere. Curiously Draco followed the muffled sounds down the hall to Hermione bedroom. He placed his hear to her door to hear clearly the sound was in fact her sobs. He'd never thought he would actually affected her so much. He never knew how she was truly hurt by his plan. As he walked away a great sense of delight overwhelmed him. He really got to her. His plan still had an affect even thought it backfired. But through all this joy there was still something in the pit of his stomach he couldn't figure out what it was. Unless it was... no it couldn't be.... guilt?
Chapter 11- Alone
Hermione ran up the stairs to her bedroom and locked the door behind her. She sat on the corner of her bed and began to cry. Today was the worst day possible. She felt so alone. She wasn't even anywhere near someone who she could talk to or be comforted by. All she wanted or could do was cry. But she couldn't. It would show how Malfoy actually got to her. That was the last thing she wanted to do, give in to Malfoy.
Just then an owl swooped in with a parchment tied to his ankle. She didn't recognize this owl; it wasn't Harry's or Ron's. Hermione stood up and walked over to where the owl perched itself. She untied the letter and with that the owl was gone. Sitting back down she opened it, it read
Dearest Hermione,
I'm terribly sorry. It wasn't supposed to be like this. But I will not deny however that I did go along with the plan before I truly new you. It all began that day in the park when I came over to you, we talked for a bit and I thought Draco was right you were a know it all. But then by our third meeting I could see there was more to you than that. I didn't want to have any part of the plan any more. That is when I went off to Romania. My mum said I could stay home if I wanted but I just couldn't. So I went with them instead hoping the plan would be forgotten. But sure enough when I returned it was far from over. That's when I knew the only way was to tell you the truth. I was planning to tell you after our date but then Draco interrupted us. Everything I said on our date was NOT part of the plan. I hadn't even been thinking about it. I would have ended it sooner but you know the Malfoys, their power, their stand in society. I couldn't cross them. Today in the park I decided I couldn't continue even if it did mean I'd cross a Malfoy. Everything you overheard in the park was true. Please forgive me. I really do like you. Sincerely yours,
-Pete
Hermione crumpled the letter in her hand. She couldn't trust Malfoy or him again, at least not now. He thinks I'll forgive him over a letter. This was someone more than a little letter could solve. She thought to herself. He did sound sorry when he was running after her. The letter sounded like he truly meant it, but then again it was only a letter its not like he'd actually said it to her face. For all she knew it could be dripping with sarcasm. She couldn't think about him anymore it was consuming too much time.
Sighing she when down stairs to get a snack. When she got down stairs she saw Draco sitting at the table having a snack himself. She walked by him trying to ignore him, not even glancing at him.
"Your welcome Granger"- He said after taking a sip from his glass.
Hermione whipped back "I didn't thank you for anything, you don't deserve it"
"Don't deserve it? Well if it wasn't for me where do you think you'd be right now Granger? Do you honestly think you'd still be headed for the kitchen standing in that very spot? If I hadn't come you would probably be tied up somewhere. I think that I do deserve a bit more than a thank you"
"Well that's all your going to get because if you think I'm going to grovel at your feet then your completely wrong. You did something horrible to me and because of that you're lucky that you even got a Thank you! "
"I think you're the lucky on in this situation on two parts. One... I bet that if I hadn't done what I'd done you and Pete would be, well more so you would be happy. I brought you back to reality you still would have thought you and Pete, a pureblood, had a chance. Two...I saved you from those men."
"There you go again with the whole pureblood mudblood shit, its just blood. It really doesn't matter. It doesn't bother me when you say that anymore and I think that your family is really the only family who even cares about mudbloods and purebloods. So you need to get over yourself"
"Oh Granger getting a bit agitated are we? I need to get over my self-do I now? That's a bit rich coming from know it all Granger. I've wasted too much time with you already this summer."
Hermione was really tired of quarrelling with Malfoy. But she wouldn't let him with this one.
"I think your wrong. I think that when Pete left you did like me a bit and found you were getting to close and got scared, I think Pete was right you did have fun with me. I doubt it was apart of your plan"
Draco didn't know what to say his mind drew blank. His head was no longer swimming with punch lines. After saying her final words Hermione left, not bothering to get her snack. She went back up stairs where he knew she would be for many more days.
Draco stood dumbstruck that he couldn't come up this anything to throw back at her. He began thinking. Was Granger right, he did have fun? He didn't know anymore he was so sure of himself earlier? She did it again she got into his head! He was disappointed though that all his mudblood comments had no longer influenced her. Suddenly the old grandfather clock in the living room began to chime. It was 11:00 p.m. Feeling exasperated he went upstairs to his room.
As he reached the stop of the stairs he heard the oddest sound coming from somewhere. Curiously Draco followed the muffled sounds down the hall to Hermione bedroom. He placed his hear to her door to hear clearly the sound was in fact her sobs. He'd never thought he would actually affected her so much. He never knew how she was truly hurt by his plan. As he walked away a great sense of delight overwhelmed him. He really got to her. His plan still had an affect even thought it backfired. But through all this joy there was still something in the pit of his stomach he couldn't figure out what it was. Unless it was... no it couldn't be.... guilt?
