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Chapter 10:
"I don't know if you know this but my parents died during the war."
"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. What happened?"
"They came here to surprise me but the war had just started. I told them to leave and they were about to but a deatheater stood in their way. My parents tried to explain that they were muggles but the deatheater killed them without hesitation."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay. When I was the bathtub, I fell asleep and dreamt the same thing. Only this time, I had a chance to protect them but I didn't. I just stood there and watched my parents die right before my eyes. It's all my fault. It's my fault why they died. I could have protected them but I didn't"
"Hermione, don't blame yourself. It isn't your fault. That was just a dream."
"But in reality, I could have gone with them until I knew they were safely home. It's my fault."
"It isn't. You had other things to attend to. If you weren't there, more people would have died."
"Draco, these are my parents. They gave me my life. I love them." Hermione looked up and her hazel eyes met Draco's silver-blue ones while tears streamed down her cheeks.
She rested her head on Draco's chest and she started to cry again.
Draco didn't want to say anything anymore. He hugged her and patted her back. Hermione felt Draco's arms hugging her so she hugged him back. Draco thought, Poor Hermione. I've never seen her this sad before. I feel bad for her. She's such a sweet girl. She doesn't deserve this
About an hour later, Hermione had cried herself to sleep. Draco carried her to his bed and he gently layed her down.
Draco looked at Hermione sleeping peacefully and then he thought, Hermione looks beautiful when she's asleep. She looks like an angel. Damn! Harry's a lucky bastard. He has Hermione, my angel. I wish Hermione was mine. I love her.
Draco didn't sleep that night. He just sat down beside her and he stared at her still amazed by her beauty. He really loved her and he wished that they would stay like that forever. You know, Draco watching over Hermione and trying to shield her from the pains of this cruel world.
The next day…
Hermione woke up due to the sun almost burning her face. She was wondering where she was. This wasn't her room. It was decorated in green and silver and not in red and gold.
She rolled over to the other side and she found Draco asleep on a chair. She recalled what happened last night and she remembered talking to Draco. She assumed that Draco must have carried her to his bed when she had fallen asleep.
She stood up quietly not wanting to wake Draco from his sleep. She walked silently to the door and opened it. Draco heard the door and he turned his head to see an escaping Hermione.
"Morning Hermione!"
"Morning!"
"Are you okay now?"
"Yeah. Thanks for everything."
"Anytime."
Hermione left and she went into her own room. She grabbed her school uniform and then she went inside the bathroom. She took a quick shower, wore her clothes and went out.
She found Draco in the common room staring at the blazing fire.
"Draco, won't you take a shower now? Classes are about to start in one hour and God knows how long it takes you to prepare yourself and you still have to eat your breakfast."
"Oh! Sorry Mione. I'll go take a shower now. See you later." Draco stood and went inside the bathroom while Hermione left.
Hermione went down o the Great Hall and found Harry and Ron talking about something seriously. She went near them and when they saw her approaching, they quickly ended their conversation.
"Hey guys! What were you talking about?"
"Hey Mione! Nothing."
"Come on. Tell me!"
"It's really nothing."
"If you do not tell me, I'll turn you into little bunnies."
"Okay. Okay. We were talking about quidditch and a new plan."
"Why wouldn't you tell me?"
"Well, we know you wouldn't be interested in this so that's why we said nothing."
Hermione didn't answer but she started eating. Ron, who was eating like a pig, started mumbling something.
"What are you saying Ron?"
Ron swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "How are the two of you going?"
"Fine. Everything's just fine."
The trio stood and they left the Great Hall and went to their first class, Care of Magical Creatures. They liked that subject. After all, Hagrid was the one teaching that.
After all their classes…
"Hermione, I have quidditch practice but it'll only be short. Will you watch me during practice?"
"Of course."
"Then after I take a shower, maybe we can go to the lake. Is it okay?"
"Yeah."
Hermione sat on one of the stands and she watched as Harry and the other team members go around in their brooms. She continued to watch them but she was thinking of a different thing, Last night was weird. I talked to Draco about my parents' death and how I really feel when I have never talked about that with Harry or Ron. I remember his eyes. They were beautiful. But there was so much sadness in his eyes. I have never seen that before. Maybe it was because he had to hide his feelings before since his father wasn't alive.
Hermione was so into her thoughts that she hadn't noticed that the practice was over.
"Hermione… Hermione… Are you alright?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well for starters, I have been trying to get your attention for about 15 minutes already."
"Really? I'm sorry. I was just thinking."
"It's okay. Thinking about what?"
"Us." Hermione had too lie. Otherwise, he would be jealous.
They went to the lake and sat down on the field.
"Hermione, I love you." Harry said while cupping her cheek with his hand. He tilted his head and he brought his face closer to Hermione's until there faces were an inch apart.
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