DISCLAIMER: ugh..I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters
mentioned in the book and my story! They all belong RIGHTFULLY to
J.K.Rowling...
*****STILL FLASHBACK********
"I do love you Hermione..but-" Draco said."But what?Are you afraid of your father?Or commitment?" I asked,my voice was quivering with anger and disappointment.I saw that dark look cross his eyes again,this time they stayed.
"Commitment?Ha!Hermione Granger,do you really expect me,Draco Malfoy,to commit?" he asked,his voice full of scarsm,his eyes glittered with malice.I felt my heart break.
"I really thought you..." I broke off,unable to express my sadness and disappointment in words,I left.Tears pouring out of my eyes,like a river,flowing down.I didn't turn back,but I heard his fustrated sigh,could he be regretting?No.It couldn't be.
*********END OF FLASHBACK*******
So that was how we broke up.It still hurts inside,sometimes when I see Elan playing,or just looking into Elan's eyes,brings back the ever painful breakup.
I had excused myself from the 'amicable' conversation with the Malfoys,and left with Greg,his arm around me,comforting me.I could feel the anger boiling within Draco Malfoy,it was as if he was in my head,I pictured his handsome face,drenched with jealousy.
Greg had escorted me back to the Head Girl/Head Boy room where I was staying,unfortunately the Malfoy couple were there too,seeing how Malfoy was Head Boy in our year.I said goodbye to Greg,and thanked him again.I stress,he is wonderful.
I went up carrying a sleeping Elan,back to our room,I had a glimpse of the Malfoy room which was partially open,the couple were not in.
Overwhelmed with sadness I was,when I saw the portrait of Malfoy and myself,situated behind my bed.It showed us smiling happily,and the figures in the painting now were one and one side.Sulking.I sighed and put Elan to bed,tucking him in.
He was so angelic when he fell asleep,hard to believe that someone like Malfoy could have a son a replica of him.But it was true.A foolish moment in my life,but a honest and true one it was.At least I thought it was.Until that breakup then I realized what a absoulute fool I was.
I dressed in my nightgown and laid in bed,stroking Elan's platinum blonde hair.I couldn't sleep.After what seemed like hours,but in reality on half an hour,I got out of bed,and went to the balcony,draping my robe around me.
The night was chilly,and cold.The stars glimmered brightly above,and the moon shone bright.It was a beautiful night.
I was staring at the stars,lost in my thoughts,when I heared the all too familiar drawl."Hermione..."
*****STILL FLASHBACK********
"I do love you Hermione..but-" Draco said."But what?Are you afraid of your father?Or commitment?" I asked,my voice was quivering with anger and disappointment.I saw that dark look cross his eyes again,this time they stayed.
"Commitment?Ha!Hermione Granger,do you really expect me,Draco Malfoy,to commit?" he asked,his voice full of scarsm,his eyes glittered with malice.I felt my heart break.
"I really thought you..." I broke off,unable to express my sadness and disappointment in words,I left.Tears pouring out of my eyes,like a river,flowing down.I didn't turn back,but I heard his fustrated sigh,could he be regretting?No.It couldn't be.
*********END OF FLASHBACK*******
So that was how we broke up.It still hurts inside,sometimes when I see Elan playing,or just looking into Elan's eyes,brings back the ever painful breakup.
I had excused myself from the 'amicable' conversation with the Malfoys,and left with Greg,his arm around me,comforting me.I could feel the anger boiling within Draco Malfoy,it was as if he was in my head,I pictured his handsome face,drenched with jealousy.
Greg had escorted me back to the Head Girl/Head Boy room where I was staying,unfortunately the Malfoy couple were there too,seeing how Malfoy was Head Boy in our year.I said goodbye to Greg,and thanked him again.I stress,he is wonderful.
I went up carrying a sleeping Elan,back to our room,I had a glimpse of the Malfoy room which was partially open,the couple were not in.
Overwhelmed with sadness I was,when I saw the portrait of Malfoy and myself,situated behind my bed.It showed us smiling happily,and the figures in the painting now were one and one side.Sulking.I sighed and put Elan to bed,tucking him in.
He was so angelic when he fell asleep,hard to believe that someone like Malfoy could have a son a replica of him.But it was true.A foolish moment in my life,but a honest and true one it was.At least I thought it was.Until that breakup then I realized what a absoulute fool I was.
I dressed in my nightgown and laid in bed,stroking Elan's platinum blonde hair.I couldn't sleep.After what seemed like hours,but in reality on half an hour,I got out of bed,and went to the balcony,draping my robe around me.
The night was chilly,and cold.The stars glimmered brightly above,and the moon shone bright.It was a beautiful night.
I was staring at the stars,lost in my thoughts,when I heared the all too familiar drawl."Hermione..."