Summary: Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger lives together in the Malfoy Manor. They have a perfect relationship, or so Draco thought. Hermione suddenly leaves him. Could he convince her to come back? Post-Hogwarts and HBP didn't occur
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. But I really wish I did, or at least Draco. wah!
Chapter 6 – This changes nothing
A lean muscular arm stretched as if searching for somebody who is not there. Coming up empty, the blond brows furrowed together as the owner slowly opened his still-slumber-filled gray eyes as he felt the sun's heat reaching out to him.
'Wait a minute, I always close my windows before I go to sleep', he thought. Draco woke up with a start as he opened his eyes registered to an unfamiliar surrounding. The scent was familiar, honeysuckle and vanilla all mixed together.
It was then he realized that he was in Hermione's room after their incredibly pleasing, and not to mention exhausting, night. Draco smiled thinking that finally his Hermione was back where she belonged. In his bed, although technically it was her bed for now.
"But that could be easily remedied," he murmured to himself. His red lips formed his famous smirk.
Once again he reached out to Hermione's side. The pillow and space was already cold. He frowned, knowing that she had been gone for some time from his side. He hurriedly put on his pants, and went searching for the brunette in the small pad.
Draco found her in the kitchen, drinking hot cocoa in a huge mug. She was looking outside the window. She looked deep in thought, her cinnamon brown eyes dark and unfathomable. He leaned against the wall and looked his fill of Hermione.
She was twirling her already wavy hair, and was worrying her pink lips with her small whit teeth. Unaware that she was being observed, she sighed and stood up, glancing up absentmindedly at the doorway. She gave a small yelp as she saw Draco lounging coolly by the side wall.
"Merlin, you surprised me!" She gasped to the wizard, holding on to her chest.
Draco looked at Hermione, the short satin robe barely covering her shapely body. If ever, it was more sensual to look at than having her naked. Slowly, he threaded the small distance separating the two of them, not uttering a word. Although he was so quiet, the molten steel gray of his eyes was saying something else.
Hermione stood there like an entranced deer caught by the light. She couldn't move because his eye pinned her to the floor. Finally, Draco slipped his arms around her and tilted her face up to him, and proceeded to kiss her senselessly.
The good morning kiss was wild and hot. White hot fire spread from her lips to her whole body, making Hermione gasp against Draco's plundering lips. Draco sucked on her lower lips, making it tingle like crazy. Their heartbeats became one, beating furiously against each other. Draco put his hands against her and started to untie the knot that was holding her robe together. Hermione felt this and it was then that her eyes opened and she suddenly tensed up. She started to push away.
Draco felt her small hands against his chest and whispered gaspingly against her swollen lips, "let's go back to bed."
"No!"
Hermione's hands gained strength and were finally able to break free of Draco's hold on her. Draco stared in surprise at Hermione, his mind still fuzzy and disoriented with what she had said. He shook his head and stared at Hermione's eyes which were not filled with passion as expected, but with anger and shame.
It was as if someone poured a bucket full of eyes at him with what he saw.
"Last night was a mistake Draco." Hermione's voice cracked, still dazed with the passionate kiss
"Wha...After all that, that is all you can say?" Draco was still trying to figure out what went wrong. He felt sure that Hermione knew what their night meant. They were back together!
"Nothing has changed," Hermione turned away from Draco, her back a small wall against him, "I was just caught up in the moment…"
"Stop this Hermione. You…You're the one who invited me!" Draco angrily said. His hand raking his hair impatiently.
"As I've said, I was caught up in the moment!" This time, Hermione was shouting as well…Their voices destroying the peaceful atmosphere that both of them were feeling a few minutes ago, "You'd better go…"
Draco clenched his fists, "Look. We're not going to talk rationally like this, what we need is…"
"No Draco. I've already said what I needed to say to you," Hermione turned around, her face now a mask of indifference, "This changes nothing."
"And nothing I say would change that?" Draco whispered his eyes dark and stormy with his feelings.
"Nothing." Hermione once again turned to look away. She did not see the agonized look on his face as she said this. His eyes squeezed shut and a vein started pounding on his head.
"Then I guess there's nothing more to say." Draco too turned away, his actions sharp and robotic as he said "Accio, clothes!" gathering up his clothes from the floor of the living room, left there from their hasty undressing from their night of passion.
His leaving was a quiet one, as opposed to the last time he was in Hemione's flat. The loss of his magnetic presence is the only thing that told Hermione that finally Draco had left.
Hermione could't leave her place beside the sink. She knew that this would happen. But still, her heart cannot take it anymore.
Hermione ran to her bedroom and wept passionately over everything. She hugged the pillow that Draco used over the night against her. Hermione inhaled his scent from the pillow. She rubbed her cheek against the soft satin pillowcase, like she had often done to Draco's chest when they had lounged together like this before. Tears trickled from her cinnamon brown eyes. Tears of pain and anger. Anger at herself, anger at Draco.
She cried and cried until finally, last night's exertion and the emotional battering she got today took toll.
She fell asleep with his nameon her lips.
First she was in the meadows, laughing lightly with the small birds and butterflies. She looked around and saw that Draco was not beside her as he should have been. It was their first year anniversary after all.
She was already starting to get up to look for him when she heard Draco calling out.She turned around and smiled, thinking he was calling out for her.
Draco was standing beside the Malfoy Manor wearing his best dress robes with a white rose in the pocket. His beautiful silver blond hair was whipping all around and he was laughing. His muscular arms were stretched across welcomingly.
Hermione laughed and started to run across the green grass, the skirt of her beautiful dress swirling all around her legs.
When she finally reached him, Draco instead of embracing her, shifted and wrapped around his arms to another woman, who Hermione realized was running beside her all the time.
After embracing, the couple walked to go inside the manor. Hermione started to talk to them but Draco looked over his shoulder and said, "It was you who ran away…good bye."
And with that he closed the door on Hermione's face, locking her out. She stood there stunned and the sky turned dark with gloom. Hermione looked around and she couldn't see anything anymore. Something was twisting around her ankle. She couldn't escape.
She called out for Draco, but no one answered. She screamed and screamed. It was all her fault.
She sent him away…
Hermione woke up with a start. She had a feeling she couldn't explain. Her heart was pounding hard and sweat broke over her forehead. Her feet were tangled up with the comforter. She sat upright and tried to calm down. She took deep breaths and momentarily closed her eyes. When finally she opened her eyes, she looked out the window and saw that beautiful sunset bathing her with orange and red hues.
She sighed, her dream was too vivid still.
Hermione turned her head against the pillow she was holding. What does the darkness mean after Draco said goodbye to her? She had never felt so alone. She squeezed her pillow tight. Tears started to run down her cheeks.
She kept on thinking about how easily Draco had put another woman in her place in the dream. Her place as his mistress. He never said anything about being more than that. He never shared anything with her except his bed and his money. Nothing more. They never talked about their family and friends. He never shared anything about his past, and even his future plans. Hermione do not know her place in his life although they lived together for 12 months. And for that, Hermione couldn't live with him anymore. For Hermione, stability is very important. But Draco wouldn't give her this. But now she had taken over her life again.
The witch straightened up, mentally and physically wrenching herself against her thoughts.
'Stop this. New life, remember!' She shook her head and scolded herself. She stood up and with her wand, she made the tracks of her tears disappear from her face. She yanked the bedspread that Draco and her shared the night before.
"I would never use this again," she muttered to herself. She magically washed and dried it and put it in all the way back of her closet.
She headed towards the shower and scrubbed herself as if she can release her frustrations through doing this. After her shower, she put on her most comfortable, oldest and plainest clothes, her fuzzy and worn jogging pants and old tank top.
The whole evening, she kept herself busy. She gathered up her used clothes from all over the place. She cleaned and cleaned until her whole body was exhausted. She rearranged things until she was satisfied. Anything to keep her busy. By 12:00 am, her place was squeaky clean, with no sight to remind her that Draco was ever there.
'Now what should I do?' Hermione, determined to keep herself busy to keep from thinking. She doesn't want to sleep because of her last dream. Her appetite was non-existent.
She put on her coat and decided to take a walk. She has her wand anyway; no harm could come to her.
The night was peaceful and just right. The stars were out that night. The wind was blowing softly. Eventually, Hermione was led by her feet to the park, a place that she found solace in after all the children had gone home.
Hermione sat on a swing and looked up to observe the twinkling of the stars, remembering the legend that Gyver told her. She knows that Gyver was telling her that maybe she had to confess to Draco her feelings that she already fell in love with him. But she was too afraid. Their relationship was too unstable for things like that.
'Nothing could hurt more than having your love pushed back to your face.' Hermione thought, her eyes watering
Feeling tired, she decided to go back to her pad. Then she noticed that she had a mail in her mailbox. Worrying that it might be from her parents that something bad had happened from their vacation in Australia, Hermione quickly took out the crispy envelope that the box contained. She looked at it and realized that it was the letter given to her by a muggle friend, Karen.
Karen was inviting her to take a vacation in a faraway place from the city. Karen had just recently married a man from the metropolis. She had moved in with her new husband in his house in the town and left her cottage all alone in the countryside. After she heard that Hermione had left her job, she thought that maybe, Hermione would like to take a vacation and thought that the cottage would at least be put to good use.
After reading for a while, Hermione realized that this was to be her solution, a vacation! To a very quiet place, an almost secluded one at that. She smiled and thanked her stars that her work ended last week. This was the answer for her to relax, to get away for a little while before she starts to plan once again for her new business. A chance to get away from bad memories.
'This is it. A time to relax before work. A time to adjust to living a new life,' Hermione thought, and maybe, she could move on from her life without Draco no more…
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