Disclaimer: I own some stuff but not the basic HP stuff!
A/N: First of all I would like to thank all of you for your reviews. Second, I AM NOT GOING TO
CHANGE MY STORY! This is they way that it goes. This will most likely be a happy ending so keep
reading and reviewing because I love all of you and your support.
Ace: ::I cross my fingers:: "FINGERS CROSSED!" ::Cross my toes:: "TOES CROSSED" ::Cross my arms
and legs.:: "ARMS AND LEGS CROSSED!" ::Looks around for more things to cross.... .... ....
LIGHTBULB!.... Crosses eyes:: "Now on with the story! Wait! I can't type with crossed arms
and fingers, and I can't see with crossed eyes! HELLLLLLPPPPPPPPP!!! LOOK WHAT YOU DID ACE!"
LOL!
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~*~*~*~*Draco's POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pansy followed Draco to the common room after COMC.
"Pansy, not now. I'll come get you in a few hours and then you can come in. This just
happened. As much as you hate Hermione...." Pansy cleared her throat. "GRANGER" he corrected
himself, "This just happened. Give her time." Pansy sighed and made a move to kiss Draco. He
pushed her away.
"Draco, you have to kiss me, I'm your girlfriend." Draco rolled his eyes, knowing what
would happen if he didn't and gave her a quick peck. Wipeing his mouth afterwards. He turned
and walked into the common room. Hermione was on her way into her room. She stopped and looked
at him. He locked eyes with her, then remembering what he had to do smirked at her. He used
the smirk he looked at Weasley with. Not the cute playful smirk he usually looked at her with,
nor the 'Yeah, I like you, you're ok.' smirk he used on Harry or Ginny. NOOOO, he used the
'I hate you I'm disgusted to be in your presence, get out of my face before I curse you' smirk.
She shook her head and went into her room, tears falling down her face. It hurt him to see her
crying, as he loved her so. He walked into his room only to find his favorite boxers, a shirt,
and a piece of parchment on his bed.
Right away he knew who they were from. Just as he discovered this he felt a pang in
his heart. He had given that shirt and those, his favortie, boxers to Hermione at Camp Green
Lake. He slowly walked over to the parchment, dreding what it said. He picked it up carefully
and took in her curly hand writing. It was tearstained, and it made him want to cry. He slowly
read it out loud.
"Now, don't just walk away
Pretending everything's ok
And you don't care about me
And I know there's just no use
When all your lies become your truths and I don't care...
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me that you're happy now,
Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
You took all there was to take,
And left me with an empty plate
And you don't care about it, yeah.
And I am givin' up this game
I'm leaving you with all the blame cause I don't care,
Could you look me in the eye?
And tell me that you're happy now,
Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Do you really have everything you want?
You could never give somethin' you ain't got
You can't run away from yourself
Could you look me in the eye?
and tell me that you're happy now,
come on, tell it to my face or have i been replaced,
are you happy now?
are you happy now?
Would you look me in the eye?
Could you look me in the eye?
I've had that all I can take
cause I'm about to break
Are you happy now?"
He noted the Cause I'm happy now scribbled out. He felt a something warm sliding down
his cheek. He raised his hand and brushed the tear away. He quickly grabbed his book and went to
sit in the common room, and read some, before I had to go get Pansy.
He sat on the couch and put his feet up on the table. He read for a few minutes, and
heard Hermione's door open. He tried not to pay attention to her. She walked over to the chair
and sat down. She opened 'A Light in the Attic' by Shel Silverstein.
(I know I used this in Concrete Angel but it's one of my fave books!)
He watched her over his book. She smiled lightly a few times, and others she just looked
plain sad. He looked at her hand and saw the heart-shaped stud on her finger. His eyes traveled
to her neck and saw the jewels he got her there. She had her hand clamped tight around the locket
he bought her. He felt another tear escape his eye and quickly wiped it away before she would see
it.
He heard a slight giggle, and found himself asking, "What?"
She looked up at him and the slightest trace of a smile vanished, and was replaced with
pure sadness.
"What do you care?" she asked, her voice filled with hurt. Again, she wasn't mad, just
deeply hurt.
~*~*~*~*~Hermione's POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She walked into her room and began to write. After about 15 or 20 minutes she decided
to try to cheer herself up. She grabbed her favortie poem book and headed out into the common
room. She noticed Draco sitting on the couch, with the book 'Holes' opened. It was a muggle book,
sure, but it was very good. Her favorite character was Zero.
She took a seat in the chair. She didn't care that he was there. She was thankful to
be near him at all. She read a few of her favorite poems, includeing, 'GOOLOO', 'TIRED', 'TRYIN'
ON CLOTHES', 'WILD STRAWBERRIES', 'ANTEATER', 'OVERDUES', 'NOBODY', 'ZEBRA QUESTION', and
'SIGNALS'. 'When the light is green you go. When the light is red you stop. But what do you do
When the light turns blue with orange and lavender spots?' She laughed as she read this. Not
at the poem it's self but at what she tought. She couldn't help but remember the thing her
mother said when she read that outloud to her once. "Stop drinking." (No really my mom did say
that!)
"What?" She heard Draco ask. Her grin faded as she remembered recent events.
"Why do you care?" She found herself asking. She didn't mean it to come out week, but
it did.
She went back to reading as she played with the ring on her finger. Contemplateing
on wether or not to take it off and give it back to him. She stared at it and felt, once again,
tears comming to her eyes. She got up off the chair, dropped her book on it and turned towards
the portrit.
"Where are you going?" Draco called.
She didn't answer. She just walked out of the common room. She didn't know where
she would go, she just couldn't take it any more.
A/N: First of all I would like to thank all of you for your reviews. Second, I AM NOT GOING TO
CHANGE MY STORY! This is they way that it goes. This will most likely be a happy ending so keep
reading and reviewing because I love all of you and your support.
Ace: ::I cross my fingers:: "FINGERS CROSSED!" ::Cross my toes:: "TOES CROSSED" ::Cross my arms
and legs.:: "ARMS AND LEGS CROSSED!" ::Looks around for more things to cross.... .... ....
LIGHTBULB!.... Crosses eyes:: "Now on with the story! Wait! I can't type with crossed arms
and fingers, and I can't see with crossed eyes! HELLLLLLPPPPPPPPP!!! LOOK WHAT YOU DID ACE!"
LOL!
=/\_/\=
~*~*~*~*Draco's POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pansy followed Draco to the common room after COMC.
"Pansy, not now. I'll come get you in a few hours and then you can come in. This just
happened. As much as you hate Hermione...." Pansy cleared her throat. "GRANGER" he corrected
himself, "This just happened. Give her time." Pansy sighed and made a move to kiss Draco. He
pushed her away.
"Draco, you have to kiss me, I'm your girlfriend." Draco rolled his eyes, knowing what
would happen if he didn't and gave her a quick peck. Wipeing his mouth afterwards. He turned
and walked into the common room. Hermione was on her way into her room. She stopped and looked
at him. He locked eyes with her, then remembering what he had to do smirked at her. He used
the smirk he looked at Weasley with. Not the cute playful smirk he usually looked at her with,
nor the 'Yeah, I like you, you're ok.' smirk he used on Harry or Ginny. NOOOO, he used the
'I hate you I'm disgusted to be in your presence, get out of my face before I curse you' smirk.
She shook her head and went into her room, tears falling down her face. It hurt him to see her
crying, as he loved her so. He walked into his room only to find his favorite boxers, a shirt,
and a piece of parchment on his bed.
Right away he knew who they were from. Just as he discovered this he felt a pang in
his heart. He had given that shirt and those, his favortie, boxers to Hermione at Camp Green
Lake. He slowly walked over to the parchment, dreding what it said. He picked it up carefully
and took in her curly hand writing. It was tearstained, and it made him want to cry. He slowly
read it out loud.
"Now, don't just walk away
Pretending everything's ok
And you don't care about me
And I know there's just no use
When all your lies become your truths and I don't care...
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me that you're happy now,
Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
You took all there was to take,
And left me with an empty plate
And you don't care about it, yeah.
And I am givin' up this game
I'm leaving you with all the blame cause I don't care,
Could you look me in the eye?
And tell me that you're happy now,
Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Do you really have everything you want?
You could never give somethin' you ain't got
You can't run away from yourself
Could you look me in the eye?
and tell me that you're happy now,
come on, tell it to my face or have i been replaced,
are you happy now?
are you happy now?
Would you look me in the eye?
Could you look me in the eye?
I've had that all I can take
cause I'm about to break
Are you happy now?"
He noted the Cause I'm happy now scribbled out. He felt a something warm sliding down
his cheek. He raised his hand and brushed the tear away. He quickly grabbed his book and went to
sit in the common room, and read some, before I had to go get Pansy.
He sat on the couch and put his feet up on the table. He read for a few minutes, and
heard Hermione's door open. He tried not to pay attention to her. She walked over to the chair
and sat down. She opened 'A Light in the Attic' by Shel Silverstein.
(I know I used this in Concrete Angel but it's one of my fave books!)
He watched her over his book. She smiled lightly a few times, and others she just looked
plain sad. He looked at her hand and saw the heart-shaped stud on her finger. His eyes traveled
to her neck and saw the jewels he got her there. She had her hand clamped tight around the locket
he bought her. He felt another tear escape his eye and quickly wiped it away before she would see
it.
He heard a slight giggle, and found himself asking, "What?"
She looked up at him and the slightest trace of a smile vanished, and was replaced with
pure sadness.
"What do you care?" she asked, her voice filled with hurt. Again, she wasn't mad, just
deeply hurt.
~*~*~*~*~Hermione's POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She walked into her room and began to write. After about 15 or 20 minutes she decided
to try to cheer herself up. She grabbed her favortie poem book and headed out into the common
room. She noticed Draco sitting on the couch, with the book 'Holes' opened. It was a muggle book,
sure, but it was very good. Her favorite character was Zero.
She took a seat in the chair. She didn't care that he was there. She was thankful to
be near him at all. She read a few of her favorite poems, includeing, 'GOOLOO', 'TIRED', 'TRYIN'
ON CLOTHES', 'WILD STRAWBERRIES', 'ANTEATER', 'OVERDUES', 'NOBODY', 'ZEBRA QUESTION', and
'SIGNALS'. 'When the light is green you go. When the light is red you stop. But what do you do
When the light turns blue with orange and lavender spots?' She laughed as she read this. Not
at the poem it's self but at what she tought. She couldn't help but remember the thing her
mother said when she read that outloud to her once. "Stop drinking." (No really my mom did say
that!)
"What?" She heard Draco ask. Her grin faded as she remembered recent events.
"Why do you care?" She found herself asking. She didn't mean it to come out week, but
it did.
She went back to reading as she played with the ring on her finger. Contemplateing
on wether or not to take it off and give it back to him. She stared at it and felt, once again,
tears comming to her eyes. She got up off the chair, dropped her book on it and turned towards
the portrit.
"Where are you going?" Draco called.
She didn't answer. She just walked out of the common room. She didn't know where
she would go, she just couldn't take it any more.