Chapter Three- So Sad
Draco slowly opened the door of his house. Delilah the house-elf greeted him. "Mister Malfoy! You is soaked! Why didn't you Apparate?"
"None of your business Delilah!" snapped Draco.
"Hey, I think I'm hearing some shouting there!" screamed a high-pitched voice. It was Draco's mother, Narcissa.
"Good evening, Mrs. Malfoy," bowed Delilah.
"Yes, thank you…Draco! You're all wet! Didn't you Apparate?"
"Yep. Mum, quit rubbing me!" Narcissa rubbed Draco's face with a face towel and muttered a spell. "Watus." Draco was now dry.
"So, tell me, why are you drenched?" Narcissa said, motioning her son to rest his head on her lap.
"Mum…Hermione broke up with me," Draco said quietly. He was almost crying.
"Oh, sweetie..oh, c'mon here. " Narcissa gave her son a hug. "Why did she break up with you?"
"Because of some stupid mistake," Draco explained. "You know, that incident with that French fry Fleur. She was there to see it happen."
"Well!" Narcissa said coldly. "Why did you cheat on her, then?"
"MUM!! I was intoxicated!" Draco insisted. "I didn't know what I was doing, and you and father were at a convention that time, I think."
"Did you try to explain to her?" Narcissa said softly.
"Of course! But she wouldn't listen." Draco's blue-gray eyes filled with tears. "The only girl I sincerely loved broke up with me. All because of some stupid mistake…" He started to speak more softly and sadly.
"The day I told her I love her
I was speechless, nervous, and afraid
But when I knew she loved me back
I was happy with the decision I made
The day I kissed her soft, tender lips
I felt like I'd faint and wouldn't survive
That day my heart melted
I felt like the luckiest man alive
But now, she's gone
All because of the menacing deed I had done
Gone are the days of hugging
Gone are the days of laughing and kissing
Oh, Hermione, my sweet dear Hermione
No one can ever withstand my heart's sincerity for thee
I don't regret that it was to you that I fell
And I really, really love you, more than words can ever tell
Narcissa sniffed when Draco finished the poem. "That is so sweet! You must really love Hermione."
"Mum, she's the woman of my dreams for crying out loud!" Draco hollered.
"Well, if I could, I'll help you two get back into each others arms again and maybe tie the knot!"
Draco sat up straight and looked at his mum. "Mum? Just how are you going to do that?"
"I don't know sweetie, but it's best to tell you that only time will tell…"