Summary: What happens when you start regretting what you have done?
Writter's note: Sorry if it's too boring or short... I myself have a liking for long stories.
Forbidden love
"Chapter two"
Hermione lay in the bed of her's in the muggle world. It was 12 midnight and everything was quiet. It was three week ago that Draco Malfoy has planted the kiss. Hermione was lost for words at first but butterflies were fying around in her stomach. His pale pink lips were soft and tender against her crimson red ones and their kiss felt like forever. Hermione was so happy that she was ready to leap into the sky, she was right about her feelings.
All was going well until that fateful day when Hermione decided she must tell her two good friends Harry and Ron. She did not want to continue her relationship in secret anymore. At first everyone was cheerful, Ron even cracked a joke but all did not last. When Hermione finally plucked up the courage to tell her good friends, she found she had made the wrong choice. She remembered clearly what happened.
"You what!" was Ron's first reaction and Harry's was a stare at her in an are-you-sure-what-you-are-talking-about way. Hermione was sad that her friends had taken this as a joke.
"Don't look at me like that! I love him and he has similar feelings so accept the fact!"
"Hermione, are you having fever?"
"Do we know any other Malfoy other then the ungrateful brat in that dreadful Slytherine?"
"Do you know who you are talking about?"
"Harry, I think we need to sent her to the hospital wing."
"SHUT up you both! If you can't accept it then FINE!"
With that, Hermione stormed up her dormitory leaving Ron and Harry sitting at the common room both dumbfounded.
"She's joking right?"
As the day past, Ron and Harry still felt that Hrmione was joking with them but their worse fears were confirmed. During dinner, instead of walking towards the Gryffindor table, she was seen walking hand to hand with Malfoy towards the Slytherine table. They were not the only one that was shocked by this behavior, the other houses were staring open mouth at them then at Harry and Ron hoping for some information on what was happening. All Harry and Ron could do was strug then continue eating. The other houses all felt that what Hermione was doing was down right unacceptable. They felt that she was a traitor and Harry used a phase on her for what she was doing. "Fraternising with the enermy". He remembered that Ron had used it on Hermione just two years ago.
Hermione sighed on her bed. She had sacrificed a lot for this relationship but she was happy. Suddenly, Hermione felt a tug on her jeans. It was an owl, Hedwig.
She quickly took the parchment that was attached to the owl and read.
Dear Hermione,
It was sad to hear that you have chosen my sworn enermy to become the one person you love. The news you gave me bout your relationship was heartbreaking. I never expected you to like him. I guess he really was good looking but still, haven you forgotten how he used to insult you? I finally plucked up my courage to write to you this letter telling you that in actual fact, I share Malfoy's feelings.
Love,
Harry
Upon receiving this letter, Hermione felt confused. She had to admit that she did have a crush on Harry since her first year when Harry and her were at the potions maze. She felt that he was really brave to face voldemort alone but after years of hinting, she felt she was too tired to continue, so when Malfoy confessed to her, she decided to accept his love. For once she would be loved in returned. She felt that she should reply Harry so she set about writing the letter.
Dear Harry,
I too share similar feelings for you but you have to know, I am too tired to love you but getting no love in return. I am tired from all this years of hinting and loving you and getting no responds. I have settled down with Malfoy and hope you at the very least wish us well.
Love,
Hermione
After sending this letter, tears fell uncontrollable form her face. She felt confused and a little regretful but what's done is done. With that, she said in a whisper
"I love you Harry."
