Title: I'm sorry
Author: Mindy (Ms. Vedi)
Genre: General/Tragedy I guess
Rating: PG-13 for themes maybe :shrug:
Synopsis: I bet you look just like me…I guess I'll never know
Disclaimer: I disclaim
AN: I decided to add Hermione's POV cause the story was such a hit...sorry if i made anybody cry...
You're gone away
I'm left alone
A part of me
Is gone and I'm not moving on
So wait for me
I know the day will come
I'll meet you there
no matter where life takes me to
I'll meet you there
And even if I leave you here
I'll meet you there
It's not that i didn't want you it's just that i couldn't keep you. I racked my brain for ways to
make the situation better but i couldn't and i'm so sorry for that. Your father hates me and he
has a right to, i loved him so much that i couldn't bear the thought of hurting something that held so
much of him. The hardest thing i ever had to do was let go of you, i didn't choose the abortion,
i'm not that horrible but it was the ill-advision of a certain Slytherin girl that made it seem like the
best way to handle things. I don't ever want you to think i hated you or even the thought of you
but there are things in this world that i couldn't have protected you from, especially with me
being who i am and your father being who he is.We had a beautiful relationship you know, it
was headed for something great, you weren't the reason we didn't make it though, I was.
I wish I could of told you
the things I kept inside
but now I guess it's just to late
So many things remind me of you
I hope that you can hear me
I miss you
This is good-bye one last time
I wish i could've heard your sweet little voice calling out to me whenever you needed me, i've
often wondered how different things would've been had i kept you and raised you as you
rightfully deserved. I haven't been back to London in ages and i don't intend on going back,
moving on is easier when you don't have to bask in the surroundings you were in during the
most tortured time of your life.I sincerely hope you can forgive me and understand that i did
what i did for what i ,stupidly, believed was best. I have never forgotten you though i speak of
you rarely and i never will. You know i'll bet you look just like Draco...but i guess i'll never
know.
Your mother,
Hermione Granger
She wiped the tears falling down her porcelain cheeks and pushed away from her desk, it had
seemed that writing that letter to her child she'd given up so many years ago was a little harder
than she'd anticipated. There was no way for her child to know how deeply hurt she was and
how hard she'd been on herself since then. Maybe giving her child up was the best thing to do at
the time but she wishes with all of her being that those little feet would've imprinted themselves
on her hard wood floors and that little hands would come together behind her neck in a loving
embrace. She pulled back her duvet and smiled sadly at a fading picture of her and harry and
ron, she'd been pregnant in that picture which is why she kept it for so long, she laid back and
burrowed under her covers ending another day as she always had, alone and reminescent. As
she slept a small blonde-haired child stood near her bed, highly visible though transleucent and
ghostly, stroking her hair or rather that's what she'd have een doing had she been corporal. The
small child smiled and bent down to whisper in her mother's ear...
I forgive you mummy, I forgive you...