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Summary: Hermione has done something horrible that she's regretting. What will Malfoy do when he finds out? One-Shot.
I NEVER MEANT TO HURT YOU
It had been months since they'd last been together. She was feeling the loss tremendously. She tried to forget, even taking up with someone new to his dismay. At least that's what she'd like to believe. He never showed any kind of remorse towards their separation. Then again neither had she. She felt it of course, but she never dared to show it. She wouldn't give him that satisfaction.
It was a late night in the library that lead her down the dark corridor to her common room. She hadn't even realized how late it had gotten. She had been in the library thinking. Yes, thinking. Not studying. Why the library? Well, where else could she have gone? Not with Ron or Harry of course. When it came to girls, those two were blind as a bat. Plus, everybody knows that the library is her sanctuary. And what was she thinking about you ask? No, not of the boy who'd hurt her those months ago. Well, partly, but mostly of the mistake she'd made the month before. She'd given something to someone else that she hadn't even given him. She hadn't even seen this other guy after it happened. And now she had to live with the consequences.
Hermione was so caught in her thoughts, she didn't see nor hear that someone had stepped into her path. It wasn't until she was sprawled on the floor do to the impact that she had bumped into that said someone. Taking the outstretched hand that helped her up, not looking to see whom it was, she mumbled an apology. As she turned to walk away she was suddenly pulled into a very familiar embrace. An embrace she hadn't felt in so long.
Hermione stiffened in realization at who was holding her. She looked up into his clear blue eyes.
"Malfoy," she whispered. Half terrified, half excited not being sure of which one she was actually feeling. He held her firmly by the shoulder as he pushed her to the wall of the corridor. Hermione quivered as she was beginning to realize it was terror that she felt. His eyes burned into her own. Angrily at first, but suddenly, his expression changed into one of hurt. Not knowing what to do but stand there, Hermione put her head down.
"Why?" he asked in a voice she had never heard him use. A voice full of pain. Her head shot back up to look back into his eyes, only to find that he had put his head down, avoiding her eyes. He released her shoulders and stepped away from her.
She stood there in absolute silence, contemplating on what to say. She knew what he was talking about. The very same thing that she had been thinking about all those hours in the library. But how did he find out? No one could have known. Unless.
"I-," she started. But stopped as he looked up into her eyes. The pain was evident now. Not only in his voice, but also the look in his eyes. " I don't know. I guess I wa- wasn't thinking."
He stared at her incredulously. "You weren't thinking? Do you really think I could be so stupid to believe that you weren't thinking?" he said as his voice was free from the pain and now filled with mocking. "What the hell were you doing with him anyway? Did you really think I wouldn't find out? I'm not that bloody daft. We are in the same house."
Hermione stood there as he yelled at her. But soon found herself getting angry. "Who the hell do you think you are? As far as I'm concerned, whatever I do is none of your business. You made that decision when you left me for that cow."
"None of my business? Everything you do is my business! Don't you understand that?" he roared.
Hermione laughed. "Really, and I was to know this from all those longing stares full of remorse that weren't sent my way. Please just save it for someone who cares," she said as she walked past him.
She stopped as she felt him grabbed her wrist and pull her back. "We never broke up, Hermione. You never let me explain."
"What's to explain, Malfoy? I saw everything. And with her. I expected this from someone like Pansy, but one of my friend's. Ginny of all people," she cried as the feelings that she had closed off were starting to resurface.
"It wasn't like that," he started. " I was frustrated. I- I wanted to wait, but-"
"Malfoy, please."
"No," he said, cutting her off. "I need to explain this to you. I know I never asked before, but please just hear me out." Hermione stood silent as he took that as a yes to continue. "I think we should move this somewhere private."
Draco grabbed her hand and pulled her to an empty classroom. Closing the door behind him, Hermione took a seat in an empty chair. Draco followed suit pulling a chair out to face her. 'I'm waiting," she said.
"Ok. I'm not going to lie. I was frustrated with what I was getting, or lack there of. It's just- I wanted you so bad and I know you weren't ready," he stopped, trying to find the right words. Hermione listened silently, hating what he was saying, but knowing it was the truth. "She had been pursuing me, even before you and I."
"I know. She used to talk about you all the time. Confide in me. She was pretty upset when she found out about me and you."
Draco nodded. "That night, you had rejected me and had gone back to your room early. Do you remember?" Hermione nodded. "I was so frustrated and then you came back. You had only been gone for about half an hour. You said you had changed your mind."
Hermione's breath caught in her throat. "The polyjuice potion," she whispered. Draco nodded. Hermione suddenly felt sick. This whole time and she never knew. He had never once tried to explain it to her. And now it was too late. "Oh God."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know until you had walked back in and I saw the look on your face that I knew. I was so caught up in the moment that I never noticed her change back." Her tears were now flowing freely as she saw the tears in his eyes. "I should've known. I'm so sorry."
She felt as he pulled her into his arms and she cried into his shoulder. If only she had known before. She was angry and hurt and confused. She had never once talked to Ginny again, and Ginny never made to talk to her, but there was always this look in her eyes when they'd crossed paths. A look of triumph.
Draco pulled away and started speaking again. "I tried so hard to tell you. So many times did I want to pull you here like I have now and make you hear me out. After it happened, you avoided me at all costs. I could never find you anywhere. You must have told the wonder twins that it just wasn't meant to be because if they had known I know I wouldn't be here right now," his voice going lower. "I thought you didn't care. Then I found out about you and Nott."
Hermione looked up into his eyes. "How did you find out? I didn't tell anyone about us."
Draco sighed. "To tell you the truth, I didn't find out until a couple of days ago. That's why I never came to you. We started playing this stupid muggle game called truth or dare. Someone asked some stupid question about shags and he came up with you. I didn't want to believe him at first, but he said some stuff that only I would know. Believe me if I'd have know I would have confronted you sooner." Hermione put her head down again. "I was so angry and hurt. That's why it took me so long to come to you. I know I asked you before but, why?"
Hermione's eyes were still filled with tears. "I wanted to get back at you," she cried, now sobbing uncontrollably. " I thought that if you somehow found out that maybe you would do something."
"I'm here now," he said as she continued to sob. "I'll never hurt you again. I promise." This only made her sob even more. There was something wrong. She'd never been this way. Even when they had been together. "What's wrong Hermione?"
Hermione shook her head refusing to look at him. "I can't."
Draco put both his hands on either side of her face and made her look at him. "Hermione please. I know there's something wrong, now just tell me."
"Draco," she cried as she stood up and moved away from him. " I never meant to hurt you."
Draco stood to move towards her, but she put her hand up to stop him. "Hermione, what are you talking about?"
She looked deep into his eyes. "I love you so much," she whispered. Draco's breath caught in his throat. She had never said that before, even when they were together.
He stepped towards her. "I-."
"No, don't say it," she cried. "Don't say it back. I don't deserve it. It's too late. We can never be together. Not after what I'm done."
"Hermione, I don't care. What's done is done. I just want us to be together again. Don't you want us to be together," he said taking a step forward and grabbing her face in his hands. "I love you."
Hermione had never cried so hard in her life as his lips came crashing down onto hers. The kiss was messy mixed with her tears, but she had never felt more love in her life. She put all her love into that kiss. She felt alive again as their tongues danced together. It had been so long. Too long. She put all she could into that kiss, full of passion. The passion was suddenly cut short as she tore herself away from him. Draco looked at her in a confused daze. His eyes were full of desire as he watched her walk away from him once more.
"Draco," she whispered.
"Hermione."
"I'm sorry, but we can't go back to the way things were," she said. And what she said next shocked him as she ran from the classroom. "I'm pregnant."
Draco felt like the wind had been knocked out of him.
A/N: So, what'd you guys think? I know there wasn't much action going on here, but this was just in my head and I had to write it down. Although, it really forged into something completely different than what I was first thinking. Oh well. Let me know what you think. I know this was supposed to be a one-shot, but my mind is brewing, so if you want me to continue let me know and maybe I will. Love ya guys. REVIEW! REVIEW!REVIEW!