DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter...believe me...if I did...I would be living in England and hanging out with Dan Radcliffe, Rupert Grint and Tom Felton. But I'm NOT! Oh the agony!! *cries out*
~*~Chapter Ten~*~
~*~Hermione POV~*~
I was heading to English class...and I wasn't sure if I was ready to face Draco again. I was still pretty upset over the fact that he lied to me. I mean, I didn't really want him to tell me his life story or anything; I just wanted him to tell me that he wasn't normal. I wanted him to tell me that he had been flying on a broomstick on Saturday night. Maybe he just didn't trust me enough to tell me any of this. If that was the case, then I didn't want anything to do with him...on a personal level. I still had to tutor him for English. If things got really bad, I could always ask my teacher to get him another tutor. I really wasn't ready for this. I've never felt closer to anyone before, and yet I know nothing about him...and it upset me that he didn't want to tell me anything about his life.
I took my seat in the quiet classroom. Lucky for me Draco wasn't there. And since he sits behind me, I wouldn't have to look at him the entire class period. I laid my head down on my arms and closed my eyes. I did not want to be here. All I wanted to do at this point was sleep. This whole situation had rattled my brain, and suddenly school wasn't the most important thing in my life. How do boys do it?!?! They get inside your head and mess around until you don't know what is what and who is who!! Boys are so stupid!!
The classroom filled up quickly as everyone took their seats. I took a glance around the room and Draco was in his chair. He looked as if he was looking at me, but his eyes were glazed over as if he was looking at me but was almost looking through me. His eyes were definitely bloodshot as if he had gotten no sleep at all. His normally perfect hair was disheveled. He looked as if he was suffering just as much as I was. Good! I thought to myself. He deserves it for lying to me, right? But deep down inside I hated seeing him this way. I could only wait it out and see what happens and let nature run its course.
Before I could figure out what was happening, English class was over and everyone was scrambling out of their seats. I noticed that Draco was moving slowly out of his chair. When I passed by him, I tried hard not to look at his face. But his hand grasped mine and slipped a piece of folded paper in to my grasp. I looked in to his eyes. I wanted to cry out and hold him, but I couldn't. I was still too angry with him. But as I stared deeper in to his eyes, all my anger started to fade away. Before I could say anything, he looked away and walked out of the classroom without a word. Why was this happening to me?!?!
~*~Earlier that day...Draco POV~*~
I knew I had to apologize to Hermione, but an apology was not going to fix everything. It would take much more than an apology. But Hermione needed to know the truth, and I was going to make sure that she knew everything about me. I would tell her about Hogwarts and the horrible truth about my family. I didn't know if I would be able to tell her all this in one evening...but I would tell her as much as I could.
I sat at my desk trying to figure out the best way to stage an apology. Then an idea struck me! A candle-light dinner! I would invite her to have dinner with me. I could set something up out on the soccer field. Just me and her and the moonlight. It would be perfect! But then something else struck me. I couldn't just ask her to dinner. She wasn't exactly on speaking terms with me at the moment. I couldn't blame her for that. I understood why she was so upset and she had a right to be.
I slowly took out a piece of parchment and my quill. I figured the best way to do this would be the traditional way...it would be more sentimental. I wanted her to know that this was coming from my heart and soul. I would write her a short poem and then add an invitation to dinner for two at 8pm. I racked my brain trying to come up with the right words to write to her. Normally poetry came pretty easy to me. But I knew I had to give this poem more than my usual best.
"From the Depths of my Soul"
I've never felt this way,
Around anyone before.
Just one look from you,
And you take my breath away.
One touch from your hand,
And my body is warmed all over.
I'm not too sure of my feelings as of yet,
But I just want you to know I care,
From the depths of my soul.
Sincerely yours, Draco Malfoy
(A/N: original poem written by ME)
I added at the bottom of it for her to meet me in the soccer field for dinner at 8pm and the dress was casual. I folded up the parchment. I knew what I would do. I would hand her the paper in English class. I only hoped that she would actually read it and not discard it in the trash.
~*~Back to the present...Hermione POV~*~
I went back to my dorm room and curled up in bed, with the folded paper still in my grasp. I was almost afraid to look at it. I don't know why I was so afraid...but I was. I finally opened the paper...only to find that it wasn't normal paper. It was parchment of some kind and the black ink flowed over the paper...it was definitely not pen ink. He went through some serious effort to write this note to me. I carefully unfolded it and read its contents. He wrote a poem for me!! No one has ever written a poem for me...ever!! Before I knew what was happening, tears were streaming down my face. I could hardly read what was written at the bottom for all the tears in my eyes. But I was finally able to make out a dinner invitation for 8pm on the soccer field. He must have finally figured out what I was talking about...so he's going back to the scene of the crime. He asked for casual dress...but if this situation were to be handled correctly, I would dress as nicely as I possibly could. Since I didn't get much sleep, I decided to take a nap until time to start getting ready. Then I would give myself time to shower and get ready to go. I wasn't sure if I would be able to compose myself by tonight, but I would try my hardest. I had to be there to gain Draco's trust...he had to put a lot of trust in to me in order to write this note to me and know that I would not toss it away.
~*~Draco POV~*~
It was now 7:45pm. I was out on the soccer field. I set up the picnic table. I put a nice white sheet over the table and the benches and set up the candles in the middle of the table...along with some rose petals sprinkled over the table. I had some chicken parmesan catered and I set the plates out on the table. I started pacing...I had never been this nervous in my entire life. I had this gut feeling that she wouldn't show up. I figured she was still too upset with me. I couldn't even be sure if she read the note I passed to her.
Suddenly I looked up, and an angel was walking out on to the field. Her brown hair was pulled up in a loose pony-tail with a few wisps hanging down cupping her face. The moonlight danced off her skin. She wasn't really looking at me as she walked on to the field. She was looking down as if she was contemplating something. I took the last few steps to close the gap between us. I took her chin in my hands and raised her head to look at me. What I saw surprised me...she was crying.
"Oh god, Hermione! You're crying girl. I swear...I did not mean to do this to you. I only wanted to apologize for what happened the other day. I swear...I hate seeing you crying like this." Before I could go on, she silenced me with a finger to my lips.
"I'm crying because of what you wrote to me...the poem...it was beautiful. No one has ever written anything like that for me...ever. I tried composing myself before I came out here, I didn't want you to see me like this. Now I'm all splotchy...I probably look horrid."
"No...you look...beautiful! I want to apologize for any kind of agony that I've made you gone through for the last few days. I cannot believe what an arse I've been!"
"It's okay...I just assumed that you would know what I was asking you about...I felt kinda bad just coming out and asking you about..."
"Yes...I understand...I'm going to try and explain all that in due time...but now, dinner is served."
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next chapter: Draco tries explaining his world to Hermione
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