A/N Okay I made this chapter into two parts since it was 9 pages long so chapters 2 and 3 are supposed to be one. So have fun reading!
WARNING: This chapter gets really dark.
Part 2
Song: MY Bloody Valentine
By: Good Charlotte
FABRUARY 14th 12:10 PM
Draco starred at the sobbing Hermione. "That's right you filthy mudblood cry." He thought to himself. Hermione's face was buried in her hands. Draco thought she might drown herself if she didn't lift her head up soon. Suddenly Draco felt something, it wasn't pity or guilt, it was love. He loved this girl with all his heart. Suddenly Draco couldn't stand seeing her hurt.
Oh my love please don't cry
Draco got up and walked towards Hermione. "I'm sorry for your lose," Draco said soothingly. Hermione didn't say anything. This was his chance. He could finally have her back, back in his arms. He sat down on the chair next to her. Draco lifted Hermione's head out of her arms and turned it so she was looking at him. "Please don't cry."
Hermione jolted her face out of his hand. She starred blankly at the wall in front of her. Her eyes were red from the constant rubbing and a new set of tears were on there way. "He purposed to me." Hermione let out a small smile. "We were supposed to start a family, a new life. I loved him Draco, I really did." She suddenly burst into tears again.
"I know how it feels," Draco said, "to loose a loved one to someone else." Draco put his arm around Hermione. Hermione's tears had stopped again. She let out a small sniffle.
"Oh Draco how could you do this?"
Ill wash my bloody hands and we'll start a new life
FABRUARY 14th 7:46 AM
"That bastard," Draco thought. "Trying to take Hermione away from me like that. She's mine, and I'll make sure no one other than me will have her."
Draco knew about the weasel's future plain for his love. There was no way he was going to let those two get married. It wasn't only the fact that if that did happen Draco would never have a chance with Hermione but the fact that they would be happy. Ron and Hermione weren't supposed to have children and grow old together. It was supposed to be Draco and Hermione. Hermione was supposed to be Mrs. Malfoy.
Hermione was still supposed to be with him. She wasn't supposed to find out. It was a one night stand. How could she get so emotional about that? She was a good for nothing bitch. He should have listened to his father. His father told him that she was good for nothing. Hermione should have been the one night stand.
But how was she supposed to be the one night stand? She was just too beautiful. Her smile was magnificent. Draco fell in love with her way to easily. She was so kind and loving. She only wanted good in the world. Hermione could never hurt anyone, she was so peaceful.
Draco sneered. Oh but Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron. That good for nothing weasel. He goes and steals Hermione from him right after they broke up. If it wasn't for him Draco and Hermione could have gotten back together. Draco could have apologized to her and everything would have been okay. But Ron had to ruin that didn't he? He just wanted to see Draco miserable. That was all. He didn't care for Hermione like Draco did. Oh no, no one could care for her that much. He loved her more than anything.
Draco turned his face towards the trembling boy on the ground. He was soaked, but so was Draco. It was pouring out side. You could barely see a thing. Draco bent down and looked at the helpless red-headed boy. "Your pathetic," he spat. "Can't even defend yourself? What would you do if Hermione was in trouble? Would you just run? Leave her to die?"
"Y-you won't ge-ge-get away with this," Ron managed to get out.
"Oh I won't? Do you really think that? It's a Saturday morning; everyone's sleeping, except for you and Hermione of course. Also look around you. Who do you think will see you in this weather? I can barely even see you and I'm right in front of you. Why don't you just think for a minute, Ron, use that small brain of yours."
Ron lifted his head up from the ground, so that he was equal to the squatting Malfoy. "No, why don't you think for a minute. If you kill me they'll find out. They'll check everyone's wand. You'll have the only killing curse on it."
Malfoy let out a small chuckle. "Ronald, Ronald, Ronald. You think I haven't thought of that yet? I'm not going to kill you with magic. I'm going to kill you with my own bare hands." Malfoy put his hand in his robe pocket and pulled out a knife.
I ripped out His throat
Malfoy leaned over the dead body. He was soaked in blood. A smile lit across his face. Now there was nothing stopping him from having Hermione. Draco walked over to the sink with the bloody knife in his hand. He turned the hot water on and started scrubbing the blood off of him and his knife. As he was doing this he started to hum.
This smooth melody that came out of his mouth was a song of triumph. He had done what he wanted to do since the summer Hermione had left him. Draco shut off the water and dried of his now clean knife. Draco then left the bathroom. As he walked out side a flow of bustling students passed by. Draco just starred at them. He let out a small laugh; he could wait to see the face of the poor child who finds what was once Ron.
FABRUARY 14th 8:30 AM
Hermione was lying on her bed. She had such a wonderful morning with Ron. He was such a bright young man. He had gotten her up early, it was probably around 5:30, but she didn't mind. She was always up anyway. It was so nice to have the whole school just to themselves.
Ron first took her down to the Great Hall and there was prepared a magnificent feast just for the two of them. When Hermione had asked him how it did such a wonderful thing he just hushed her. "I love you Hermione," was all he said.
Hermione smiled at him and ate the meal. They then went outside to the Quidditch field where Ron put Hermione on the back of his broom and they rode around the castle, kissing in mid-air. He was so romantic. Hermione sighed.
When they landed Ron took over to the sea that separated Hogwarts from the rest of the world. They sat on the rock and just starred out into the horizon. As they got up to leave Ron pulled Hermione back to him, "Hermione," said while getting down on one knee. "Will you marry me?"
Hermione was shocked. She starred at Ron not knowing what to say. "Say yes! Say yes!" her heart was saying, but it just wouldn't come out of her mouth.
"Hermione," there was worry in his voice. Hermione looked down and smiled. Tears were starting to come to her face. "Yes Ron, I will."
Ron jumped up with excitement and embraced her in a deep and loving hug. "Oh thank you Hermione. You don't know how much this means to me."
"Yes I do," Hermione quietly said to herself. Hermione sighed again. All her troubles were over, she thought while rubbing her stomach. Now she knew she could tell Ron. She smiled happily. "You're going to have a father after all," Hermione said to her stomach.
And called you on the telephone
There was a sudden banging on the door which pulled Hermione out of her deep thoughts about her future. "Yes?" she said The door to the head girls room swung open.
"Hermione!" Ginny said with tears in her eyes. She ran over to Hermione and embraced her in a loving hug.
"What's wrong, Ginny?" Hermione asked.
Ginny cleared her throat. "Ron, he's he's…" Ginny trailed off. She couldn't bear to even saw it.
"What?" there now was worry in her voice.
"Hermione he's…" Ginny let it one last breath before saying it. "He's dead."
"What?" Hermione yelled pushing Ginny. "How can he be dead?" Ginny just starred at Hermione. "How!" Hermione screamed.
To take off My disguise
Ginny burst into tears again. "Murder Hermione! He was murdered!"
Hermione backed away. This couldn't be happening. She turned away and ran threw the door. She ran like she never ran before. She could feel the stares of the frightened children as she ran down the hall. Where is he? Was all that ran threw her mind. Ron, she needed to find Ron. She ran down the stairs to were most of the commotion was.
"Ron," she whispered. Professor Dumbledore starred at Hermione.
"I'm sorry you can't come in," he said blocking the door to the prefects' bathroom. Hermione didn't give what he said. She pushed Dumbledore a side a ran into the bathroom.
Once she got in she knew that what she did was a mistake. The room was drenched in blood. It was all over the stalls, sink, even the bath tub. Hermione looked down and saw Harry hovering over a limp body. "Hermione," he said soothingly. "I'm so sorry."
Hermione slowly backed away. "No…" Hermione ran out the door. She didn't care who saw her. She burst into tears all eyes were on her, especially one pair. The pair of silver eyes that she once had fallen in love with.
Just in time to hear you cry when you...
Draco left his spot in the crowd and followed Hermione down the hallway. He couldn't bear to see her hurt, but yet seeing her in this misery made him happy. That bitch deserved to be in misery. Draco shook his head. "Pull it together," he thought, "This is your one chance to fix everything."
Draco turned the corner and saw Hermione leaning against the wall of an empty hallway. Hermione turned her head to see who was there. When she saw Draco she turned her head away in disgust. Draco frowned. This already wasn't going to well. "Hermione," Draco said softly.
Hermione shot Draco an evil glance. "Don't you even think about coming near me." Draco ignored her threat and took a few slow steps towards her.
"Hermione," he said again. He walked up to her and put his arms around her in an embracing hug. Hermione didn't pull away. Instead she buried her head in his chest and began to sob. "Its okay," he said while rubbing her back.
Hermione pulled away from him. "No it's not Draco! How can you say it's okay? The man I love is dead!" Hermione screamed.
Draco was hurt. The man she loved? What had happened to him? Draco Malfoy should be the one she is in love with. Not that red-headed Weasel. "Hermione, I'm sorry." Draco pleaded.
Hermione turned away from him. "Why are you here."
Draco looked at her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Because I care, Hermione. I care about you."
Hermione pulled away from him again. She turned around so that her eyes met his. "I know what you're trying to do, Malfoy." Tears started to come to her eyes now. She had to stay strong. She didn't want Draco to see her like this. She didn't want to fall back into his arms.
You mourn the death of your bloody valentine The night he died
Draco saw that Hermione was about to cry again. "Cry whore," he thought. "Then I can come save you." A grin appeared across his face.
Hermione couldn't hold it any more the tears poured out. What was she going to do? Ron was gone. She was caring his child. Everything was going wrong. Hermione looked down at the floor. "I can't go back to him,"
Draco lifted Hermione's face up with his hand. Hermione stared into his eyes. Was this her only hope? Was there any other way? No. There was no way Hermione could find another man before it became noticeable. She leaned forward into Draco. Draco put his arms around Hermione. This time he wouldn't screw up. He would take care of her and be a good boyfriend. Hermione let out one last cry for Ron before it was to late.
You mourn the death of your bloody valentine One last time
They stood there in silence for a few minutes. Draco so happy, Hermione so miserable. It's amazing how one's life can be ruined in a matter of minutes. How one can have no hope in life, no point in living only in a few slow seconds.
"Hermione," Ginny said with hurt inside of her. How could Hermione just forget about Ron? It had only been about twenty minutes since she found out. How could anyone get over something as tragic as this in that short amount of time?
Hermione pulled away from Draco in shock. "Yes Ginny?"
"You need to come with me."
Hermione looked blankly at her. "Why?" Hermione asked.
"There are people here who want to see you." Hermione turned and looked Draco in the eyes. When she realized there was nothing else to do but to follow Ginny Hermione took a deep breath and left.
Hermione and Ginny walked all the way to Dumbledore's office in silence. Right before then walked in Ginny said. "I guess you already forgot about Ron."
Hermione stopped. "Ginny. It was what I looked like."
"Oh yeah?" Ginny said with hurt and anger in her voice. "You in your ex lover's arms, I think it's exactly what it looks like."
"He was only trying to comfort me." Hermione pleaded.
"It looked like more than that," Ginny snapped.
Hermione sighed. "Ginny you wouldn't understand."
"No, I wouldn't." Just then the Gargoyle moved forward and Dumbledore was at the entrance.
"Ah I was wondering what took both of you song long." Dumbledore made a jester for them to follow him to his office. When they walked in there were a group of Aurors walking around the room.
One with bright pink hair looked at her "We need to ask you a few questions," she said.
There was Police and Flashing lights
