A/N: in this chapter there is not much Beverly comments you'll se why. READ & ENJOY!

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"Scared of me, Granger?" our faces were a few inches away and he placed his hands on my shoulders firmly. I opened my mouth and tried to say something, but nothing came out of it. I was wanting sooooo much for him to kiss me, tell me that it was just an error what he had done, that they had spilled something into his pumpkin juice…but he didn't. He just looked at me, killing me with his gaze, reading me eyes. " of course you are, Granger, of course…and you're just jeolous of her, aren't you? Well who doesn't want to be with Draco Malfoy after all? Even if its only, two weeks?" bingo. There he had killed me. Two weeks had been the time that had passed since our first kiss, no more days, no less. I looked down, unable to hold his gaze. Since when Hermione you can't look directly to Draco Malfoy? Since you fell in love with him. I pushed him away, running quickly into my room not wanting him to see my weakness, crying. Before putted a silencing spell the room, I heard him yell "FUCK".

My parents' story

By: A.Lupin

Chapter 14: Promise

"Promise"

Breakdown
I can't take this
I need somewhere to go
I need you
I'm so restless
I don't know what to do

We've had our rough times
Fighting all night
And now you're just slipping away

Give me this chance
To make the wrongs right,to say
Don't don't don't walk away

I promise
I won't let you down (you down)
If you take my hand tonight

14. Draco

"FUCK" I shouted. I was fed up of everything. It was so hard to act…and more around her. Her eyes could see through my soul and they nearly discovered the truth, she was the only one that could.

The next days were more of the same. Me being around with Parkinson, Hermione glaring at me constantly, us having fights…

We were once in our common room and I was murmuring a song. I heard a book close and someone sigh. Then I heard some steps getting closer.

"Malfoy please, stop it!" she yelled furiously. I tried to put a smirk that looked real and asked her why I should do it.

"Well I'm trying to study and do the homework!" she said desperately.

"Well, what if I don't want to stop?" I faked a grin.

"Why are you so impossible all of a sudden, Dr-Malfoy? Why?" she pleaded.

"I told you a week ago. Our relationship has ended. C'est fini." I said with difficulty.

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"What does that mean?"

"It has finished" they both said together and laughed as they linked hands.

"But hey, Beverly, don't interrupt much more during this chapter, because it's a very important chapter for the story, okay?" her father told her.

"Whatever you say daddy" she assured her father.

"Now we can continue"

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"No Draco, what are you saying? Who decided this? You maybe?" she was silent for some moments "oh, I understand. It was just a game wasn't it? 'Who can make Granger fall for him?' oh and of course, the arrogant Draco Malfoy said he would do it, didn't you? Or maybe it was a bet? ' I can make Granger fall for me in two months'. You did it then! You made me fall in love with you! And then you broke my heart! How could I even believe you? Even believe you changed? I was so stupid to think it! After all, you're still the same Draco Malfoy I've know for six years, and you'll never change, will you? You'll always be playing with people's heart like you did with mine, I am sure" shit. What had I done? Did she deserve it? No. she turned around and walked away from me, from our relationship. "Oh, and here is your stupid ring! I don't want it anymore! If it doesn't mean anything to you, it won't mean anything to me either!" she threw it to me "I hope Parkinson likes it, by the way. I think that if you tell her what you told me, she will fall to your feet and you will be able to shag her all the times you want!" she threw me a dirty look and started to go up the stairs to her room. Before entering, she turned around and shouted, her words full of meaning "I hate you" and there I collapsed. I brought my hands to my face and cried silently. What the hell had I done? I hated my father so much at that same moment. But I hated myself more for what I had done to her. She was the whole of my world, and if I lost her, I was lost.

The next days couldn't pass slower. Now it was the other way round, I was looking at her during all classes and she was avoiding my gaze or confronting me. Like if nothing of this last two months had happened, like if it was all a dream.

During these days, I replayed all the precious and unique moments we had spent together. I saw Parkinson better than I had seen her in weeks, well, what could you expect, she was with Draco Lucius Malfoy.

You don't know how many times I was tempted to go to Hermione and tell her all the truth, why I was behaving that way and all those things that had happened. But each time, as I saw her broken arm, I thought it again and decided not to tell her.

And it killed me. To see her smiling sadly and each time her friends talked and joked, she laughed falsely and looked away. During classes, she was absent and not much people noticed, but I did. I couldn't help but look at her every opportunity I had.

It drove my crazy because I couldn't touch her curls, look into her eyes and smile with all my heart and tell her how much I loved her.

It was a rainy day when I was in potions class and the class had just ended. As normal, I walked arm in arm with Parkinson, pure routine. Then I crashed into something familiar.

"Hey mudblood, look where you're going!" Parkinson said as she kicked her books.

"Shut up, you cow!" Hermione answered.

"Drakie, tell the mudblood something! She has told me cow!" she shrieked.

"Oh, shut up, cow!" I answered and went away, leaving both girls with their mouths opened.

Oups. I had said a really wrong thing. I was starting to soften, and I hoped they both hadn't realised. Parkinson because she would contact my father, and Hermione, well, because maybe she thought there was a small chance that…well, you know.

The days that passed were confusing. One day I was on the side of Hermione, the other I was of Parkinson. Just look at what happened afterwards.

"Goodbye Drakie, I've had a super time!" Parkinson got dressed and exited the common room. Just then, Hermione entered.

"What was she doing here, Draco!" she screamed. Ha ha, she was jealous of Parkinson, and she had called me Draco for the first time in a month.

"Do you care?" I tried to hide my enthusiasm as I saw her jealousy.

"I do care! I don't know how you can be with her… but that doesn't matter! I see how you look at me! You still care for me, don't you? I do, but why don't you? why don't you say it out loud? Why?" I came near her with concern as I saw that she lowered her face and looked away, but she pushed me away "no, Draco, no! Don't give me false illusions! Because then I think that… well I must not know its true. Because now you hate me, don't you? but you care for me? I don't understand you, really! But I will stick to your appearance. You hate me. But I want you to tell you, that I don't. during this days I've tried to make me hate you, but I can't, I just realised that and I wanted you to tell you, that's all, but now I see that you hate me, so I'll just try to live my life without you" she said and went away. My heart was breaking and I couldn't resist it more.

I got her arm and turned her around and just there I saw her crying. I had hurt her and me too much. I tried to hold my desire, but I couldn't. I pushed her against the wall and got her wrists, holing them on top of her head. Then, my lips crashed brutally against hers and I kissed her furiously. She didn't respond because she was too surprised and it all happened in so small time.

I then released her from my grip and turned away, and she asked me, furiously, why had I done that. I whispered, very lowly, thinking that she wouldn't hear, that I wanted her but I couldn't have her. (A/N: this sentence is not mine, its from 'falling for Granger'). Then I went back to my room. Why had I done that? But I knew the answer. I was dying without her and I had never forgot her, for much that I tried to convince me that I had. I was too into her and loved her too much to forget her.

15. Hermione

He had kissed me brutally after a month of insults, what was wrong with him? And his kiss was so desperate… well and what he had said afterwards was so confusing… he wanted me but he couldn't have me? of course he could have me, I had just told him! Well maybe he didn't want to loose his pride and honour for me. Maybe he wanted to keep being the Draco Malfoy he had always been.

I sighed, sat down and tried to do homework. During an hour I just wrote the title and my name. I couldn't concentrate. I was only replaying in my mind what had happened before. Just then, he entered the room and passed by me, leaving the ring by my side. It was the same ring I had thrown at him that some days ago.

"Why are you giving this to me? I don't want it! I told you, give it to your stupid girlfriend!" I wrote the first word of the essay. He putted his hand on my chin and lifted my chin so his eyes were looking into mine.

"Listen clearly, Granger, I'll only tell you once. Remember what I told you? That I was free to give it to any girl I wanted, and I gave it to you to make you feel special? That it was a family treasure that a Malfoy gives to the girl they love? Well, I still think that you should keep it, even though I don't show it, because I…still lo-love you. Now, remember my last words. I told you that when you wore it, you would show that you still remembered me and you told me you would do it. Please, keep doing it, He-Granger. But don't make this conversation give you false illusions, because I will stay with Park-Pansy until I marry her" he then walked away.

What had just happened? He had told me that he still loved me and wanted me to keep the ring, but why can't he stay with me? oh shit! And of course I would wear the ring, I will remember him forever! But he will be with Parkinson until he marries? What a headache. I decided to go outside.

It was a dark evening and I sat in the grass, contemplating the stars. They were so nice and perfect… I could stay hours looking at them. When I was nearly asleep, I heard someone shout my name. I rubbed my eyes as I turned around to see who it was. Oh, fantastic, Ronald Weasley. Not that I didn't want to talk to him, but it is a bit awkward to talk to him alone after the attempt of kiss from his part when the ball approached.

"Hey, Ron. Sit down with me" I said as he sat down, without looking into my eyes.

"How have you been, Hermione? It has passed so much time since we last talked…why? I really don't know…. Well, I do" he was so different of Draco in this aspect… Draco knew everything at first and said it all directly. "The thing is, Hermione, I am not sorry for what happened when I asked you to the ball. And I'm going to tell you one thing. I…I have liked you since…forever. For so much time but I haven't had time to show you, I have always thought this would break our friendship" well, it had. Oh, Draco would have said this so proudly and without fear. "so…I would like to ask you properly." He looked into my eyes for the first time. All I saw in his was fear. Fear of rejection. It frightened me too. "Hermione, would you go out with me?" Here, Draco would have kissed me not taking in count my permission. Stop comparing him with Draco, they are to different persons.

"well Ronald, really, I…" I am very happy you asked but I can't. That was what I had to tell him, but I couldn't. I didn't want our friendship broken. But the words of Draco were sill ringing in my head I will stay with Park-Pansy until I marry her. I had to move on, didn't I? so when better than now? " I would love it, Ronald" I forced a smile. I saw his face shine as he threw his arms round my neck and kissed me. this time I couldn't object. Their kisses were so different… on the contrary of Draco, his were soft, caring and a bit clumsy and I didn't feel electricity and passion run down my body, but well, I needed to get used to them.

But I didn't realise, that someone, in the highest tower was looking at me with Ron and that his eyes were flaming with anger, jealously and betrayal.

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"Daddy, why are you pressing your hands and breathing so heavily?" Beverly asked innocently and Hermione laughed.

"You see, he is still remembering that day and is still angry for it, he is still jealous" she looked at his husband "aren't you, love?" she smiled sweetly and cruelly.

"Of course not! Me, jealous of that Weasel?" it sounded a bit harsh and angry that he had intended. Both females laughed at him.

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