A/n Disclaimer:
I don't own Harry Potter, if I did I would be rich, rich I tell thee….cough
just read
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Oh and the song this time is 'I hate you'( or I hate everything about you) by '3 days grace'
"So if you're not going to tell me anything then why are you here?"
"I figured I would see if you had anything worth while to say?"
"Are you saying that what my feelings aren't worthwhile?" Draco stared pleadingly desperate, into the eyes of the girl before him. Nothing but her cold expression met him back, making his dreams feel as though they had stopped in the ice that was her eyes.
"No," she said cool and calm, "I'm saying you're not worthwhile." With a flick of her fiery red hair, Ginny Weasly turned abruptly and opened the portrait leading to Gryffindor tower.
"Wait Ginny!" Draco called after her his voice pleading, panic stricken, "please you're her best friend you have to help me! I love her!" He waited!
Ginny stopped.
He had been pouring his heart out to the young redhead for the past hour and now she was just going to walk away and leave him hanging. "Please Ginny. I'm begging you."
Ginny stiffened, without so much as a backwards glance she stepped forwards and slammed the portrait shut.
The fat lady stumbled in her seat, "Well really." She said testily, straightening out her pink dress, giving Draco a disapproving look.
Defeated, Draco turned to leave. It was hopeless; he was never going to get her back. Her friends had all refused him passage to see her, to talk, comfort, explain, anything and everything was being denied him. He was losing.
Malfoy's didn't lose!
"Malfoy?" Draco looked up.
Lavender brown was stood before him. She was wearing her Hogwarts uniform, but had adjusted it to fit the requirement of a school tart. Shirt shortened, shirt unbuttoned, tie lose. She looked somewhat puzzled to see Draco standing there, looking like a lost soul.
Only then did Draco notice he hadn't actually yet moved from Gryffindor towers entrance.
Without responding to her, Draco made to push past Lavender, but she stopped him.
"You want to see Hermione again don't you?" Slowly he nodded.
"You've
been trying for a while now isn't it obvious," she smirked gleefully "she doesn't
want you? Besides why would you want
her anyway? She's nothing special!"
At Lavender's words, Draco's pale fists clenched tightly together, "She's
special to me got it?" Again Draco began to walk of, feeling more deflated,
thanks to yet another Gryffindork. But he wasn't going
to give her the satisfaction of knowing that.
"You know," Lavender said slyly. Her voice oily, as though she we're trying to tempting him with a double chocolate cake, "I could get you some information…" she turned and faced his back.
He had stopped.
"For a price of course!"
Every time we lie awake
After hit we take
Every felling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
Every room-mate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
Hermione effortlessly descended the stairs, into Gryffindor common room. She was making the effort to show her face in there more often. Mainly to help steam the flow of gossip that was going around. And to rob her mind of the endless thought patterns, of Draco Ruddy Malfoy!
There was a small crowed of girls clustered
upon the sofa giggling away and listening eagerly to someone who was obviously
parading something or some new thread of gossip. Who knew, with these numb
minded school children.
Ginny was amongst them, and when she saw Hermione, the colour from her cheeks
drained. Curiously Hermione waved at her, half saying hello and half signalling
the girl over.
Timidly, Ginny began to move forwards.
Suddenly, Lavender Browns face popped up from
the crowed. When she saw Hermione she grinned and tapped her neck. A small
purple bruise was clearly visible.
Hermione snorted in disgust, "so Lavender has a love bite" she scoffed, "which
boy was it this week." In most people's eyes, especially the boys, Lavender was
the schools bicycle, and she didn't even attempt to hide it either.
Lost for words, Ginny stared helplessly at her best friend. She didn't want to tell her, but…
"D….D…Draco!" she chocked, "Malfoy gave it her!
Only when I stop to think about it
"Draco?"
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
"Hermione!
Wait!" Ginny yelled after Hermione, who had marched over to the portrait hole, flung it wide open, and jumped out.
The room shook with the force of the slam that followed. A hushed silence fell
over the occupants, a faint, "Ow! Didn't
your mother teach you not to slam portraits..." was herd, as everyone's
eyes fell upon Ginny.
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
Draco spat.
After twenty minutes server brushing, and
rinsing, his mouth still didn't seem clean. The taste of Lavender Brown still
lingered upon the back of his mouth.
That stupid brat had promised information, and all he'd got was a,
"She's barley left her room since coming back from the hospital wing."
Angry with himself, for being taken in by Lavenders stupid trick, he slammed his emerald toothbrush upon the sink.
Hermione's once happy image swam before him, blinding his thoughts.
Only when I stop to think about it
He had to see her, no bullshit this time. He was going to see her.
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Running down the old corridors, no thought of destination in her mind, Hermione pushed herself to keep going. As far away from Gryffindor tower as she could get, was all she wanted.
Draco had already forgotten her, he hadn't come to see her, he no longer loved her…He had never loved her. Well she didn't love him…not now…not after that, how could she love him?
Only when I stop to think about you,
I know
Two at a time, Draco took the stairs back up towards GryffindorTower. He would push his way through, demand to see her. Screw everyone else, he had to see Hermione.
Pushing past several students, he ran up to
more sets of stairs. Panting he reached another landing.
He turned to go up the last set of stairs, when he fell backwards, as girls
running down the wooden stairs collided into him.
Rubbing his head, he jumped to his feet, all set on running again, when he relised who the girl was "Hermione?"
Only when you stop to think about me,
Do you know
"Draco!"
She stared up at him. Her face pink, eyes red and swollen with tears! As her
mind caught up, her expressions became cold and angry. "Get away from me!" she
yelled.
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me
Offering her a hand, Draco gave a small relieved smile. "I wanted to see you." He explained, "Hermione I wanted to talk to you and tell you…"
"Tell me what?" she hissed, scooting up against the stairs away from his pale hand. Not wanting to touch or hear him.
"That…" he gave a small gulp, "That I love you Hermione, and I want to be with you again," he paused praying for a response, "I love you."
Hermione stared painfully.
"Draco…I...
I hate"
"You hate"
"I hate"
You love me?
"I hate you!" She yelled again, "Stay the hell away from me; I never want to see you again. Jumping to her feet she turned her back and ran.
Tears streaming down her cheeks, she ran faster with each straining heart beat. Away…Away from him...Away from Draco...Away from any feelings, any dreams…Anything and Everything that spelled Draco Malfoy!
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you