Chapter 18

Love's a Bitch

Hermione smoothed back her hair.

This was it, it was her choice between life and death. She sat, rubbing her temples, afraid of being afraid.

Should she?

Disregard her whole life, her whole being for living?

Should she die, slowly, taking not but a free, willingly given kiss, sensuous and sweet?

Should she die, alone and friendless, noone to care for, no one to love?

Should she die, with no regard to others, only to herself.

She thought. This was it.

She would die.

She was about the suicide, slowly and carefully, when the cry of a soft voice crooned in her ear.

It was Fawkes.

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Malfoy stopped.

This was it.

He couldn't bear it.

He needed to be with her, to help her succumb this pain.

But she wouldn't let him.

She pushed him away, unfeeling, uncaring.

He hated her.

He loathed her.

He detested her.

He loved her.

He moaned slowly, torn between the love of himself, and the love of his life.

He began to slowly feel remorse, although still jealousy, and extreme anger.

But it was as if everything bad in the world had stopped.

He had stopped seeing things.

He had stopped fucking Pansy.

Life was as it should be.

But, he loved her, changing everything.

Forever.

Cassie Claier
2005-12-05
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DRACO DONT FUCK NO MUDBLOODS!
O man, how do I say this without breaking your heart?

THIS SUCKS LLAMA BALLS! AHAHAHAHA!

Read my fic, it is lots better than this crap.

Your story sucks ice cream balls, so stop shitting on me you bloody fucking bastard! (my moment of cold hard, swearing)

You are such a jealous freak!

So suck someone's balls and get a damn life!

It's bitches like you who burn me up!

SHIT!

Sorry to be such a cool, calm person.

Fuck you, cassie.

Peaches,

Anya