Black, White and Gray

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Your Know-It-All...

Disclaimer: I only own the feelings here, ok? Don't sue me for writing feelings in fanfictions, I just write for release... aw... P Anyways, thanks to JKR for creating HP.

A/N: Sooner or later, I know I can come up with a proper plot line on this one. I just know. P.S. WRITERS LOVES REVIEWS

White, to think that it has to be so pure. I had just made it seem impure. You see, white attracts Black but does it mean it could as well turn to black because it is impure? No. Certain amount of white mixed to black remains white but it tinted with black. Gray.

But if it goes another way, would it still be the same? Would the effect of those two colors be the same?

Black, to think that it would always be the impure. He had given it a new vision. A new tint of innocence, of purity, of kindness. You see, black always comes for white but does it mean it could as well change to white because it can be made pure? No. Certain amount of black mixed to white remains black but it is highlighted with white. Gray.

"Granger, next time we're in detention you better stay there. It wouldn't do well for my complexion to have any contact whatsoever with your coarse skin. And besides, I'm wearing Armani, I wouldn't touch it if I were you."

"Since when did I ever have the urge to be next to you? Let alone spend detention with you?"

"Now, now. You wouldn't want Professor Slughorn hear his favorite student having a fight with his Slytherin, eh?"

"Why you—argh! That's it. I'm already done with this—stuff! I'm leaving."

"You can not leave—!"

"Watch me!"

Did I ever tell you that you didn't fell alone? I told you that remember? You told me that before. I never fell off the broomstick, I was so happy. You never even let me fall, even once.

"Granger, be still! To think it was you that I have to teach, I should've listened to father—"

"Well, too bad for you then. Since your father is still having a blast at prison. Would you just get your hand away from me?"

"If I do that, you know you'd fall, right?"

"I know what I'm doing, so let go!"

"I wouldn't if I were you. I saw you back in our first flying lessons, you could use some help."

"I do have help! Harry—"

"Ah, the great Scarhead. So, tell me, how was his expedition with those—ah—treasures?"

"Never you mind."

"Come one, I knew about that. To think that the Dark Lord shares some of his—plans."

"Why Professor McGonagall still allows you to stay here still riddles me! Hey! Get your slimy hands away from me!"

"No, no, Granger. I'm not letting go. You'll fall alone, you wouldn't want that do you?"

You never let me fall alone. You were with me. What has happened after that again?

"I-I'm sorry, but… Harry and Ron, they... knew. Someone told them and they said I had to choose. I told them I wouldn't choose. I can't. I told them you really didn't want to be a Death Eater."

"What gives you the idea that I didn't want to be…"

"You wouldn't not after all of this."

"I still would. So, choose."

"I… can't. Please, you have to understand."

"I won't. Get it? I won't."

You said you wouldn't let me leave. Those detentions before… I was the one that left first but that time… that last detention… You didn't make me leave.

"Granger, don't leave me behind again, you're not finished yet."

"I told you, I'm finished! Look you slimy git; I even cleaned most of your part! So let go of my arm or I'll give you another imprint on your cheek! Make that cheeks!"

"Oh-ho, you wouldn't do that again. You can't and you won't."

"Watch me."

"I am. I always have, Granger."

I didn't have the courage to slap you hard. I tried but…

"What, staring at me now? Those Slytherin girls not up to the needs of the Slytherin Prince?"

"You're not pretty Granger, face it."

"I have. So stop staring at me and let go of my arm! I'm finished with this detention!"

"No, because believe it or not I find it quite amusing that… you weren't pretty. You're beautiful, in a strange way. But still, beautiful."

"I—what? Something's completely wrong here. Okay, fine. You won, now can you just release my arm now?"

"No, I won't let to."

You won't let go but at the end you did. I didn't know what was happening. You should've told me.

"Please, Draco."

"I thought you chose the Light? Why are you here? Any moment Bellatrix and the others would come and if they spot you…"

"I don't care! Please, come on, you have to get out of here!"

"I told you before, we have this all sorted out. So go with your stupid muggle-loving friends and fool yourself."

"But—"

"GO."

Because I told you I would never leave, like you never let me go, but didn't you listen? No, I doubt you did. You just want me to go away after that… Away, far, far away. I didn't even know why!

"All this time. I should've known this would eventually happen."

"No. It was, I told you! You should've gone back to Hogwarts!"

"But, you never told me it was… you were going to…"

"Ambush the Headquarters? I told you, my allegiance is to the Dark Side."

I almost blacked out. I felt shamed of myself. I didn't have any choice but to be tough. There was something going on, there has to be.

"I should've listened to Harry and Ron from the very start…"

"Why? What did that Scarhead and Weasel say?"

"It's not worth it."

I remember. You kissed me. You kissed me like you've never kissed before. I felt so much pain and comfort. So much hate and love. But what could I do with it? I knew I was yours and you were mine but it wasn't meant to be. How could we not mean to be together? It felt so right… It just is.

"Say those words again, Granger."

"You perfectly heard what I said so can you just…"

"Say it to my face, look at me."

"It's not…It's… It's not worth it. My beliefs were tainted and it was because I followed my heart. It was a rather naive and foolish thing to do. I should've known from Professor Dumbledore's mistake…"

"That oaf is nothing compared to you!"

"I am nothing compared to him? I knew what could happen because it happened already! Don't you get it? But I got this one… I should've known…"

"Should've known what?"

"I… you used me, didn't you?"

"Why…"

I knew I shouldn't have said that, but what was I to do? You weren't giving me anything at all, after that kiss. Nothing. I was so scared of you.

"If that is what you think had happened then this is the last time we would ever set eyes to one another. Goodbye Granger."

I can still feel that your alive but… where are you?

I know there can never be Gray. I would always be White. You would always be Black.

But… Isn't it ironic that when we were together I knew there was always that Gray part, that impossible force that drove us together? That force that everyone says could conquer all.

Wherever you may be… I'm waiting. The Ministry had seen to it that you really are innocent of the said past charges. You can come home now. Come home to me, will you? I told you everything would be fine but you wouldn't listen and instead you never told me the whole truth! You made me push you away! Do you realize how hard it was for me to open my eyes, breathe, eat, drink, blink, beat, live? You told me you wouldn't let go but you made me let go, what was I to do?

But… that was the past. Come home. I don't care anymore. I just care about you. Please, come home. I will wait.

Your Know-It-All,

H. Granger

Whatever happens, when I see you again; I would never let you go out of my sight. Out of my reach, out of my life. I wanted you back, didn't you ever realized that from the moment this War ended?

I told you. Black and White could mix, but you wouldn't listen! I told you… We could… can love each other. What if I don't care what others think? See if I care. See if I give a damn that I'm one of the Heroes of the Light Side. See if I give a damn of what others think if I loved you, of all people. I told you white could be impure, didn't I? And you made me, but did I regret? Never.

Because… White is attracted to Black. No matter what others do. They just… They belong together because they make out Gray.

"Love conquers all; therefore let us yield to it."