**********DRACO********
My heart broke when the words came out of her mouth.Dead.
All because of my cowardice,I caused pain to others,and to myself.I gripped her hand tightly,"Hermione,its not dead,the relationship is not dead." I said,my voice was choked.
Tears instantly filled her hazel eyes,her lip quiverred."Not dead Malfoy?You must be joking!" she said,finishing with a sarcastic laugh."How can our relationship not be dead when you have a wife?Or when she is desperately attached to you,both legally and physically?Its impossible Malfoy.You know it and so do I." she finished,but turned her back to me.Her shoulders shaking.
I shook my head."I know I caused the mess,but believe me,if there was another way I would take it no matter what.I never expected Pansy to jump off the tower as a threat to me,or myself to fall for it and totally hurt you.It was never never dreamt of in my wildest dreams.I love you Hermione,and I think you know that.I don't know what I can do,or what I will do to get you back,but I will Hermione..." I said,trailing off.
She turned back to me,this time her eyes were set in a determined look."No,you will not get me back.I won't let myself fall back into your arms.I was an idiot,a bloody idiot to run back to you at the hospital wing.My mind was insane.This time I won't come back Draco,you lost me,you have lost your son and his mother.Parkinson needs you...I-I don't." she stammered out,her voice was quivering but she spoke with conviction,her face emotionless.
My heart sank 4 feet downwards."You know you love me Hermione.." I tried again and again,but she replied."I love you once,twice,and many times.It will be hard to forget you,but as I want to go back,I'm hurting another person who cares about me." she said softly.
'Another person who cares about me.' her words rang in my ears.Smith.
"You cannot possibly be thinking about Gregory Movan Smith are you?" I said coldly,but voice now rang with desperation no matter how hard I tried.Her eyes flashed with anger."So what if I am Malfoy?He has cared for me all the years you weren't there.I was a lousy failing model,struggling with Elan and everything else.He took care of me,brought me where I am today in this crappy world!He made me a top notch model,someone who can take care of her own son..." she said,but I cut her off.
"Gregory Movan Smith is a wizard trained in Drumstrang Hermione!His father was Will Moran Smith,the death eater whom my father killed!" I shouted this time,unable to control my anger.Hermione looked shocked at one point,but unfazed.
"So what if his father was a Death Eater,you forget Malfoy,so was your father.And yet I fell for you,had your son,and you were not there.He was." she said before turning on her heels and walking away.
'you were not there.He was.' those wretched words confirmed my every fear.She was sympathatic and touched by Smith,and starting to learn to love him.Because he was there to comfort her,and to act as a father to Elan.My son.Elan Alexand're Malfoy,my son now might have another father,and the name Malfoy utterly diminished from his name.
And to lose the only thing I have lived for up to this point.To lose my drive in life,the only thing that draggs me out of bed.To lose Hermione,my only flame of passion in my life.
I cannot lose her.I will not lose her.
My heart broke when the words came out of her mouth.Dead.
All because of my cowardice,I caused pain to others,and to myself.I gripped her hand tightly,"Hermione,its not dead,the relationship is not dead." I said,my voice was choked.
Tears instantly filled her hazel eyes,her lip quiverred."Not dead Malfoy?You must be joking!" she said,finishing with a sarcastic laugh."How can our relationship not be dead when you have a wife?Or when she is desperately attached to you,both legally and physically?Its impossible Malfoy.You know it and so do I." she finished,but turned her back to me.Her shoulders shaking.
I shook my head."I know I caused the mess,but believe me,if there was another way I would take it no matter what.I never expected Pansy to jump off the tower as a threat to me,or myself to fall for it and totally hurt you.It was never never dreamt of in my wildest dreams.I love you Hermione,and I think you know that.I don't know what I can do,or what I will do to get you back,but I will Hermione..." I said,trailing off.
She turned back to me,this time her eyes were set in a determined look."No,you will not get me back.I won't let myself fall back into your arms.I was an idiot,a bloody idiot to run back to you at the hospital wing.My mind was insane.This time I won't come back Draco,you lost me,you have lost your son and his mother.Parkinson needs you...I-I don't." she stammered out,her voice was quivering but she spoke with conviction,her face emotionless.
My heart sank 4 feet downwards."You know you love me Hermione.." I tried again and again,but she replied."I love you once,twice,and many times.It will be hard to forget you,but as I want to go back,I'm hurting another person who cares about me." she said softly.
'Another person who cares about me.' her words rang in my ears.Smith.
"You cannot possibly be thinking about Gregory Movan Smith are you?" I said coldly,but voice now rang with desperation no matter how hard I tried.Her eyes flashed with anger."So what if I am Malfoy?He has cared for me all the years you weren't there.I was a lousy failing model,struggling with Elan and everything else.He took care of me,brought me where I am today in this crappy world!He made me a top notch model,someone who can take care of her own son..." she said,but I cut her off.
"Gregory Movan Smith is a wizard trained in Drumstrang Hermione!His father was Will Moran Smith,the death eater whom my father killed!" I shouted this time,unable to control my anger.Hermione looked shocked at one point,but unfazed.
"So what if his father was a Death Eater,you forget Malfoy,so was your father.And yet I fell for you,had your son,and you were not there.He was." she said before turning on her heels and walking away.
'you were not there.He was.' those wretched words confirmed my every fear.She was sympathatic and touched by Smith,and starting to learn to love him.Because he was there to comfort her,and to act as a father to Elan.My son.Elan Alexand're Malfoy,my son now might have another father,and the name Malfoy utterly diminished from his name.
And to lose the only thing I have lived for up to this point.To lose my drive in life,the only thing that draggs me out of bed.To lose Hermione,my only flame of passion in my life.
I cannot lose her.I will not lose her.