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A/N Hey guys... well, I got many reviews for my last chapter, and some of them were like "Why does it always have to be Pansy?" so, what I did in my last chapter was change it up a bit (for those who already read it) and made my own character. Enjoy!
Recap: I saw Draco with his arms wrapped around another women, one I thought he had pushed aside forever.
Sam Grisom.
Phantom Lover
Chapter Nine
"Sam?" I said, as I pulled away from our embrace.
Sam Grisom was the only girl that I had really cared for... until now. We had been lovers in previous years, when she attended Hogwarts, but then we were forced to break it off when she left for America.
Sam. Her name rolled off my tongue easily. She still had that fiery personality of hers, and her kiss was still the same: intense and powerful. Even after two years, she still blows me away.
"What are you doing here?" I asked slowly, still recooperating from the kiss.
She smirked, her arms around my waist. "Why do you think I'm here, Draco?" she laughed. "To see the one and only. Aren't you happy to see me?"
"Y- yeah..." I stared at her, still taking in the fact she was here.
"What's wrong, Draco? You seem bothered by something?"
I pushed her hands off my waist. "It's nothing, Sam," I lied. Of course it wasn't the truth. I turned around, just in time to see Hermione running around the corner. I gasped.
"What's up, Malfoy?" Sam asked, coming up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist.
I ran my fingers through my hair, emotions flaring up inside of me. I felt guilty because she saw me with Sam. Part of me wanted to go after her and tell her I was sorry.
"Hey. What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I said turning to her. "How long are you here?"
"For the rest of school," she said grinning. "I know it seems stupid, but daddy had some important Ministry business to attend too, and the school I went to in America covered most of what I need to graduate, so they told me to come here."
"Oh, well that's good," I said, not really paying attention. I looked over to where I'd seen Hermione dissappear.
"What is it?"
"Nothing. It's nothing."
I stayed there with Sam, still debating whether I should go after her. I loved Sam... but I love Hermione.
I think.
XXX
I ran away from the scene before me. I didn't stop until I got to the bridge.
I felt my hands shaking as I put them on the bar infront of me.
I felt tears well up in my eyes, but I didn't dare let them fall. Everything he'd told me was a lie. Everything.
Ron was right. I should've known he'd screw me over. I looked at the scene below me. Students relaxing after a hard days worth of exams. I saw a blonde headed figure coming toward the castle, his fingers laced with anothers.
I felt my insides shake with hurt and anger. I hit my hand repeatedly on the cold bar, holding back my tears.
"Hermione! Hermione stop!" said a voice behind me.
I turned around, seeing Ron and Harry. "What?"
"Is something wrong?" Ron asked worriedly.
"No. N-no, I'm fine."
"Did Malfoy-?"
"No, no," I said glancing over their shoulders. "I have to go," I said walking away.
"What?"
"Where are you going?" Ron asked.
"Library!" I yelled as I ran down the corridor.
"Hermione! Hermione wait!" Draco's voice called after me.
I didn't stop running until I got to my common room. I flung myself into my vacant room. I walked over to my window, resting my elbows on the sill. I ran my fingers through my hair, felling a coolness on my finger I'd forgotten about.
I brought my left hand to my face. It was Draco's ring. He'd given it to me after we'd made love. I'd promised to be his, just as he promised to be mine. All lies.
I tugged at the ring, but it wouldn't budge. Tears were flowing freely down my face now, as I pulled on the ring. I bit my lip to keep myself from sobbing. I tasted blood on my lips as I sank to my knees, giving up.
I leaned against the wall, my fingers still gripping the ring. I stayed there, letting go of the ring before I started sobbing.
XXX
It was a week before graduation. I had avoided Draco since the day I saw him with Sam. He had tried coming up to me three or four times, each time begging to talk to me.
I was in the library, flipping throuh a book of miscallanous careers. I felt a shadow tower over me. I knew it was Ron. He'd been stalking me, claiming to be worried about me. Eh, it didn't matter. I loved him for it.
"Don't worry about me, Ron," I said flipping a page not looking up. "I told you before I'm fine now."
"But I am worried about you," said the familar voice.
I looked up, metting the silver eyes I'd avoided for so long.
"D- don't tell me your bullshit, Malfoy," I said slamming my book closed.
"It's not bullshit, Hermione. I am worried about you."
"Don't. I don't want to talk to you," I said, pushing past him, walking out of the library.
"Hermione, wait," he said, grabbing my elbow.
"Don't touch me, Malfoy," I said, pulling away from him.
"Will you listen for a second? Just let me explain."
"Why should I listen to you? Everything you've told me was a lie. Everything. Ron was right. I should've known you'd do this."
"Just listen Her-"
"NO. I'm not going to. I trusted you, I forgave you. I forgave you after everything you've done to my friends, after all the times you've called me a mudblood, I forgave you. All you wanted was another notch on your bedpost to say you shagged the mudblood. Well, good job, you did," I said shoving him. "You ruined it. Everything. You went and had a good fuck with Sam, forgetting me. Where is she by the way? Where? Did she finally let you go out on your own? You two have become upseperatable, so where is she? Huh? Where? Where the fuck is Sam?" I yelled, pushing and shoving him with each word.
"None of that's true, Hermione, you know it isn't! You know I wouldn't do that to you!"
I yelled in frustration. "Yes you would! You haven't changed! You never will!" I shoved him against the wall. "I hate you just as I hated you the night of the ball. I hate you, I hate you, I HATE YOU!"
"No you don't! I know you don't mean that, you don't!" he said grabbing my wrist's.
"Yes I do!" I hate you, Draco Malfoy, I hate you! Why don't you leave? I hate you! I gave you everything!" i screamed at him, causing students that walked by stop and stare. "You ruined it! I loved and cared for you so much! I love you! No, no, no I don't. I hate you!"
"Don't be like that. I love you Her -"
"No you don't, Malfoy! I'm threw with you, with us! I don't want you to be around me anymore, telling me your lies, acting as you care. but the truth is, Malfoy, you'll always be a heartless bastard, just like your dead Death Eater father," I told him, my voice breaking. "I hate you, Malfoy."
He didn't say anything. Helooked up at me, tears falling from his eyes. He reached out tome, but I stepped away from his touch.
His chin quivered, as he turned away and left me.
XXX
"Something troubling you, Malfoy?" Blasie asked.
"Well, I've done it, Zabini," I said, taking a swig out of the bottle of Firewhiskey. I was leaning against the fireplace, trying to drown away Hermione. "She's gone. I lost her."
"Nah. You haven't. She still loves you."
"No, she hates me she said ssoo," I told him slurring my words.
I staggered over to the couch, Blaise coming up behind me, helping me stand.
"She's gone," I said, taking another swig. I flung the bottle in the fireplace. I stood up grabbing everything and anything and hurled it across the room. All my emotion ran through my body, and all I knew is I had to release them all.
"Draco. DRACO!" a femine voice yelled.
"Why Sam? Why'd you come back? You thought everything would go back to normal? Why?" I fell to my knees, putting my face in my hands.
I felt her kneel beside me. "I'm sorry Draco... I - I didn't know... think.. I'm so sorry."
"No, it wasn't you. I did it, I was stupid. It's my fault, I let myself go with you, I cheated on her. And I lost her."
I felt her arms wrap around me. I leaned against her, sobbing, because for the first time in my life, the cold, heartless bastard, finally felt his heart break.
There you go guys! Hope you liked it. I have a pretty good idea where I'm going with this story, and I'm pretty sure you guys will like it... some of you will anyway. Anyway, I love reviews, so why deny me something I love:P.. toodles!
Also, I had some confusion in my fourth chapter where Hermione was kissed by Draco in the broad daylight. If you notice I said she was in the DARK section of the library, where hardly anyone goes, so of course it's going to be dark considering she was in the DARK SECTION of the library.
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