Chapter 7- Isn't Over

Isn't over

"Can you believe this will be the last time we'll ever be at Hogwarts?" asked Harry as he, Ron, and Hermione stood in the Great Hall waiting for Hagrid to guide them to Hogsmeade Station.

"Yes, it is quite strange…" started Hermione, but her mind was else where, she was staring at Draco, and watching him, and wondering if he was still the same boy she loved.

He had gone back to Crabbe and Goyle, and managed to cover up what happened with Hermione. This didn't anger Hermione in the least bit, even though he did break her heart. But there was something about him that she saw that no one else seamed to notice. He wasn't as dreadful as he was before. He hadn't treated her like shit like he used to, but he wasn't good to her either. He ignored her, actually, and Hermione wasn't sure if she would rather hear his insults, or his silence.

Hermione hadn't completely given up on Draco. She prayed every night since they broke up that he would contact her in some way. A letter, a note, something. Hermione even would be satisfied if he climbed through her window in the middle of the night…

But obviously, that day never came.

She couldn't help but watch his every move, and watch his mouth move as he spoke, or his neck move as he swallowed, or his arms flex when he lifted his luggage, anything to help her remember what they once had.

"Come on, Hermione," came Harry's voice distantly.

"Huh-?"

"Come on, Hagrid's here."

Hermione nodded, and followed her two best friends. Her heart sunk with every step she took. Leaving the castle meant so much, this is where she met Harry and Ron, where she met all of her friends, her teachers.

Where she met Draco.

Tears slowly began to fall down her face, and she noticed it was quite cloudy out today. Maybe it'll rain… thought Hermione.

She entered the seemingly horse-less carriages for the final time, and watched as the castle slowly shrunk. She had grown so comfortable here, even when she was sad, she had her pillow to cry into in her dormitory, she had Harry and Ron conveniently located on the other side of the tower to talk to, and she had many other people she could talk to as well.

Trees and houses flew by the windows as the train rolled past. Hermione hadn't spoken since she got on the train. Because she was no longer Head girl, she didn't have to sit in the Head's Compartment, thankfully.

"Come on, Hermione, let's play exploding snap!" came Ginny's voice. Hermione's turned to face Ginny, and she shook her head.

"Are you sure, Hermione? You might feel better,"

"I don't want to play, Ginny, alright?" snapped Hermione. Ginny looked taken aback, but didn't bother Hermione any longer.

Hermione stared out the window, and saw that it had begun to rain heavily.

Hermione sighed deeply, and watched as the rain hit the window pane.

"Bye, Hermione, I'll write you, okay?" asked Ron as they got on to Platform 9 ¾.

"Okay, Ron. I'll write to you too. I promise," said Hermione.

Ron gave Hermione a hug, and whispered in her ear, "I love you."

When he let go, Hermione stared at him for a moment, and Ron did the same, but he let go, and disapparted.

Harry bid Hermione farewell, gave her a hug, and did the same as Ron.

Hermione saw that Draco hadn't left yet, and that he was talking to Crabbe and Goyle.

"I didn't get my license yet, I didn't have the time, you know, my father's business and all… I have to use my broom. Go on, get out of here. I'm sick of looking at your mugs…" spat Draco. The two large boys did as they were told, and Draco ran through the Platform Barrier with his suitcase in his arms.

Hermione ran after him, leaving her luggage behind. She followed him into the pouring rain, and although the rain water was soothing, she began to tear up slightly.

"Draco! Wait!" she cried. Draco stopped and turned to see Hermione running toward him.

Hermione ran into his arms, and Draco couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Hermione, what are you-"

"I know you still love me, Draco. I can see it. I can feel it. Don't leave me, please," cried Hermione. She grabbed his face in her hands, and kissed him with all the passion she had left now.

"Hermione, please, don't do this…" started Draco. Hermione felt the tears on Draco's face against her own. The two were soaked, and they both continued to hold the other in their arms.

"No, you're not leaving me, I won't let you!" yelled Hermione.

"Hermione, no, please. This isn't easy for me either. It's been hell these past few weeks, but I have to do this. We have to do this," said Draco.

"No we don't! I love you!" yelled Hermione.

"I love you too, Hermione! I never said I didn't, but me loving you, and you loving me, it won't save us no matter how much we want it to!" yelled Draco.

He let go of Hermione, and grabbed his broom. He swung his leg over it, and gave one final glance at Hermione.

Hermione saw that his face was slightly tear-stained, and she allowed a few tears to fall from her eyes as well.

"Goodbye, Hermione. I'm sorry for everything, I'll never forget you."

Draco began to zoom away, and Hermione stared at him, and began to scream,

"THIS ISN'T OVER! I PROMISE YOU, DRACO MALFOY, THIS ISN'T OVER!"

The End