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Phantom Lover
Chapter Seven
Sobs shook my body as I walked away from him, not turning back. The dreams of him being my one and only went down the drain. The mere thought of him made my heart ache.
I put my hands on my face, and slammed right into a hard chest.
"Hey Herm- what's wrong?" Ron said, wrapping his arms around me.
I put my arms around his waist, shaking my head and cried like a five year old on his shoulder.
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I hate you, Draco Malfoy, I hate you.
I put my head in my hands as she walked away. The words she told me ran through my head. The only words I would ever hear her speak again.
I shook my head disgusted. I mean, why was she to take the news of her secret admirer being me well and jolly? The Draco Malfoy. Not after everything I've done to her. Just saying sorry, and telling her I didn't believe everything I'd grown up with was true, wasn't enough to show her I had changed.
I lay down on my side on the bench, and silent tears rolled down my face.
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"Oh, Hermione, this is absolutely wonderful! It's like everything... everything is finally coming together for me. I never dreamed this would happen to me.. I mean.. can you imagine?" Ginny said, flashing her hand in Hermione's face.
I grinned, and took a hold of Ginny's hand, inspecting it. "Yes, it's absolutely wonderful, isn't it? Now it's like you're bonded to him forever," I said, smiling at her. "Almost as if you belong together."
Ginny beamed, staring at her new promise ring. "Yes, I know. Oh, Hermione I think you've found your someone... even if it's my brother."
I smiled slightly. I don't know, Gin... It had been a fortnight since the incident at the masked ball. Memories of that night drifted back to me. I hadn't seen, or spoken to Malfoy since. Not that it was any different then any other day.
But, for some reason, I feel empty inside.
Even being with Ron, no matter how much our relationship has blossomed, it feels as if we're not whole.
It's almost as if I miss Malfoy. It feels as though he's the one that made me whole. That lighted the fire in me. That brought out the best in me.
I just can't stand the bloke... then...
Why does it feel so different now?
Why do I cry almost every night, wishing that, maybe, he will come in my room, kissing me once again?
Why do I hope in the halls we'll cross each other, and I'll brush up against him?
"Hey, Hermione? Are you okay?"
Ginny's voice brought me back. I smiled at her slightly. She knew what I was thinking about. I had told her everything. She understood what I was going through, and didn't ask any questions about my feelings.
"Yeah, Gin, I'm fine."
She looked at me, her brow slightly furrowed. "Are you sure? You've changed, you know," she said quietly. "You haven't been acting as yourself. You spend less time in the library, you hardly eat at dinner, and you haven't spoken as much as you usually do. And, from what Ron tells me, you haven't been participating in class much anymore... It's like.. ever since Malfoy.. you've lost part of yourself."
I felt my chin quiver, and begged myself not tolet me cry.
"Do you really love my brother, Hermione? Or are you using the love for someone else on Ron?" she scooted closer to me, and put her arm around my shoulders.
I sighed, holding the tears back. "Of course I love your brother, Ginny," I said, lying through my teeth. It was so hard to accept the fact that I love him, after everything he's done. "I wouldn't be with him if I didn't. You know me well enough to know-"
"Yeah, I do, Hermione," she said. I knew she didn't believe me.
I just couldn't face it. I couldn't face the fact I was in love with Draco Malfoy.
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"Mr. Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy. MR.MALFOY!" a voice roared at me.
I removed my head from my desk, and stared into the fiery eyes of my potions teacher.
"Would you kindly care to join us?" he said icily.
I stared at him. "Yes, Professer," I said, almost robotically.
He turned away from me, and continued with his lesson.
I put my head on my hand, once again not paying attention. Ever since my incident with Hermione, I didn't see a reason for anything anymore.
It was true, she told me she hated me, but everytime I glanced at her in the halls, in class, or in the Great Hall, it's almost as if she feels the same way I do.
It took all the strength I had, each night, not to go into her room, and kiss her again, like I did before. I lay in bed each night, my mind on her.
I was in love with her.
I heard the bell dismiss school. I stood up, putting my bag over my shoulder. I glanced at Hermione quickly, as I passed her table, and, for the first time in two weeks, her beautiful brown eyes met mine.
It felt as if the world as stopped. For those few seconds our eyes met, it felt as if I saw everything. I saw the sadness and longing in her once sparkling eyes. She looked tired, as if she had spent many nights awake, crying herself to sleep.
She broke eye contact with me, a blush creeping up her face. I followed most students outside, going for a breath of fresh air outside to complete their day.
I separated myself from the group of students, and walked over to my favorite spot. I dropped my bag behind the tree, and stepped up, climbing it.
I had made this tree my tree my First Year. No one seemed to find me here. I didn't always need Crabbe and Goyle following me around. It was a place I used to think about everything; everything being Hermione.
I picked off a piece of loose bark from the old tree, and watched the people before me. Many of them laughing together, holding hands. I couldn't help butwish that one of those people were me and Hermione.
I picked pieces off the bark, letting them fall to the ground. The last piece fell, and I leaned my head against the tree, closing my eyes.
It was a few minutes later when I heard something bring me out of my soft slumber. I looked down, seeing what had brought me back.
It was Hermione. And she was crying.
I watched her, as she sat against the tree, her knees pulled to her chest. She rocked back and forth gently, her eyes closed, tears falling down her face.
This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long, Too late
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
'Cause you know, you know, you know
I watched her for what seemed like ages, dark slowly falling on us. I climbed down from the tree slowly, making little noise as possible. She sat there, staring out, watching the sun fall behind the trees slowly, still crying.
That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I miss you
far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore
I walked over to her, and kneeled beside her. She looked at me, no words coming from her mouth, only tears fallingfrom her eyes. I put my hands on her face, and wiped the tears from her eyes with my thumbs. She didn't move, only stared at me. Her eyes searched mine, looking for answers. I opened up to her, letting her see every part of me. Her breath became slow and steady, while my heart raced as I touched her.
On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know, you know, you know
Her hand reached out, and stroked the side of my face, as if checking to make sure I was real. She spoke no words; but her eyes showed me more then she meant for me to see. I felt my heart slowly being put back together, just at the mere touch of her hand to my face.
That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I miss you
far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore
"Hermione..." I whispered softly, placing my hands on hers. She pressed a finger to my lips.
"No, don't say anything, Draco," she said softly, removing her hand from my face. "You don't have to say anything. It's my turn."
I looked at her, waiting for her to speak. "Everything that's happened between us, Draco, seems unreal. I never expected you to utter kind words to me, ever. When I found out it was you who were my secret lover, my heart was shattered..."
I swallowed, praying to God I wouldn't let a tear fall from my eye. "All I could think about was the fact it was you, Draco, the one who taunted me and my friends for years, the one who fought against the Resistence before Voldemort's downfall, the one who had called me mudblood for years, was telling me that he cared for me. The only thing that ran through my head was hurt and anger..."
So far away
(So far away)
Been far away for far too long
So far away
(So far away)
Been far away for far too long
But you know, you know, you know
Her voice cracked and a sob escaped her lips as tears flooded from her eyes. She spoke to me, almost hysterially, her wordsspoken through all her tears."I never thought that... that I would miss you. I never thought that my heart would feel as if it were missing a piece. I never thought -"
It was my turn to pressa finger to her lips. I took her face in my hands and brought her lips to mine making them meet. Her arms found their way around my waist, and she kissed me back, tears falling from her eyes.
I broke the kiss, and kissed away the tears falling from her sparkling brown eyes.
She pulled me to her, and hugged me, as if she never wanted me to go.
I wanted you to stay
'Cause I needed
I need to hear you say
That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long
So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me goKeep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
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I let the tears fall from my eyes as I held him, holding him as if he was going away forever.
I felt his fingers comb through my hair as I cried on his shoulder. I felt everything in me be restored once again. He was all that mattered. He was everything, he was my one, the one I needed to make a promise to.
He was the one I loved.
We held each other, as if we'd disappear if we let go, as darkness fell over us. I closed my eyes, and eventually stopped crying. I felt his chest rise and fall as he held onto me.
I heard footsteps coming toward us, but, it was to late, he had already seen.
"WHAT the bloody hell is going on here!" a voice shouted at us.
My eyes widened. We stood up quickly, both of us staring at the figure before us.
Even in the dark I could tell by the voice it was none other than my "one," Ron Weasley.
Well... there you go everybody! Sorry it took me so long to update, I've been at my dad's for awhile, and just today had an idea for this chapter, and I had to type it up tonight. I don't know when I'll post my next chapter up, but, I hope you guys send me tons of reviews like before! I absolutely loved getting all of your wonderful reviews, keep them coming! Thanks!