Hermoine had stayed with Krum for too long, her life had reached an all time low. She tried to remember when they were good, but that was so long ago. She had met him when she was fourteen, had a long distance relationship with him for three years and married him when she was eighteen.
…She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else…
Most people would have noticed earlier, but it took her longer because she was not like most people. She did really like him the first time she met him and still liked him until she was sixteen, then the romance was gone, yet she stayed with him.
…She will be loved…
Why? To make Ron jealous, because she rarely was face-to-face with him, she could think of a million excuses that would cover up for her mistake. But there was only one reality; she liked the notoriety that cam with being Viktor Krum's girlfriend.
…She will be loved…
Around her seventh year she wanted to end things with Krum, but she thought of what life was like before she had a boyfriend, who was she kidding; a famous boyfriend.
…She will be loved…
So now she sits staring out the window watching the rain pelt the glass. She tries to mover her limbs but they hurt so badly. Krum thought she had been flirting with another man and had hit her repeatedly with a switch.
…I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile…
She looked out the window and saw something red in the distance, he breath hitched in her throat. She opened the window and thrust her head through the opening. "Come stay with me a while," she heard Ron shout. She smiled brokenly, she hadn't smiled in so long.
…Tap on my window knock on my door…
Hermoine shut the window and stumbled out of the house. She saw a car parked where he had been standing. She tapped on the window, he opened it from the inside and she slid in.
…I want to make you feel beautiful…
He leaned over and kissed her. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his lips brushed against her ear; shivers shot through her body. They stayed together until Hermoine felt it best if she went home.
…Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye…
A/N: Okay I'll start off with the disclaimer, I don't own these characters, J.K. Rowling does, and I don't own this song, it belongs to Maroon 5. Now that I got that out of the way, I wrote this sort of on a whim, me and my uncle were watching Maroon 5 on Hard Rock Live, and although I find that sometimes I can find this songs vocals a bit whiny I thought the story of the song worked. And while I was writing 'Destruction' I started singing it, so here it is, if you don't like it oh well. T.T.F.N.