(AN: Sorry this is gonna be another song chapter, to those of you hate em, I'm sorry, but I think songs add so much more to these chapters)
Hermione turned her head away, wiping her cheeks off so there would be no trace of her sign of weakness.
"Hermione, please look at me. I want you to look at me while we talk so I know you're listening" Draco said
She glanced back at him, "Don't worry, I'm listening" but she didn't turn towerds him like he had hoped.
Draco wracked his brains for the right words to start off with, not knowing how to put his thoughts into words he said the fist thing he could think of, " Well, my father wont be pleased" After this slight comment he began to internally beat himself into small bits.
Hermione glanced at him after he said it, hate barely visible in her eyes, yet there nonetheless.
"You think I care at all about your father?" her voice laced with malice that he was unused to coming from her.
"My father has sacrificed many things for his family" Draco said, he didn't now why he was trying to protect a man he despised so much, he was just used to it.
"Stop the act" Hermione said turning to face him completely now, "Your life is a lie, you are not evil, you're not mean or cruel. Your father is and he's pounded it into your head so far you believe that it must be true and you follow behind him like a sick puppy. You're not a Death Eater, I can see it in your eyes, you're not a murderer, you hate pain, but you're so used to it you think you're immune, but you're not. I don't have to listen to you yell out in your nightmares, I can see all your secrets right there in your eyes. It's your eyes that always give you away, you're eyes that draw me to you, because deep inside your eyes, I can see into your soul and I see a better man, the true Draco Malfoy."
Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bid for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
Draco was stunned, he didn't know how to respond to it, yet he knew it was true. Everything she had just told was true and it stung him like a thin whip to his heart. It tore at him inside, the very things which he knew he had tried so hard to keep down inside where no one would find, especially his father. They were now slowly seeping out and being absorbed by the radiant brunette he lay surround by flowers next to him.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
"Tell me more" Draco whispered, "Tell me more about this other Draco Malfoy…….I think I'd like to get to know him" Hermione smiled at him.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
"Well, for starters, he's not cocky at all. He enjoys walking by himself at night or day time, and enjoying nature. He talks a lot, but not to much, he knows when to shut up and listen. He's - " she paused and looked up at from where she had been playing with a daisy on the ground. Placing her hand on his jaw, she smoothed out his cheek with her thumb. He closed his eyes and leaned into her hand.
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
"He's the man that held me all last night, held me away from my fears. He's the man I see before me"
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
"Hermione - " Draco stopped himself again, why did this have to be so hard? Why are feelings so hard to decipher into words, or perhaps they were not meant to be put into words, simply expressed through actions. " Hermione I can't be that man, I wish I could, I wish I could be your everythi-"
"Can't….or Wont?" Hermione said, cutting him off.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
"Hermione it's not that simple! I thought you would understand, you know what it's like to have an impossible to please father. Someone who you try to please even though you hate them. And yet at the same time love them simply because they're your father. And you don't know why that's a good enough of an excuse for your heart to reach out to them and want there love and approval, but it is, and you can't help it one bit. But it's stupid because you'll never get it and - oh Hermione I don't even know what I'm talking about, I don't care what my father thinks, it's more I care about what he'll do, and not to just me, but to you. If anything happened to you I couldn't live and if anything happened to me and I knew I was leaving you all alone in the world I would surely die a second time more horribly then the last."
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
Hermione remained quiet as emotions shook her frame, threatening to over flow. Draco noticed this and put a loving hand on her shoulder, rubbing it soothingly. He hadn't meant to make her cry, he just wanted her to understand, understand that fate had played a cruel card and that they could never be together – not ever.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
"I don't care!" Hermione yelled out unexpectedly, making Draco jump, " I don't care about my father, or your father, I don't care about the world or what it has to offer us. I just care about you, and right now, and this moment and I don't want to think about anything else"
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
"It's not fare" she whispered to herself. Thinking for a moment she grabbed her shirt and slipped it off, so that she was lying there in her sports bra. As she turned around, the sunlight glistened across her almost bare back, illuminating the scars that decorated it completely. Draco shuddered as he looked at it, it was grotesque and as he stared, pain engulfed him as he imagined what it would have felt like. "How could you have let him do that to you Hermione? You're not weak like other girls, you could have defended youself"
" That's why I work out, so I can defend myself. And I try, but when you're just a child it's impossible. But I'm an adult now, he can't do that to me anymore."
"He won't do that to you, ever again. I'll protect you from everyone and everything"
"But how? You already said we can never be together, so then what? You can't protect me if you're not there"
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
A cord in Draco snapped as she said these words, it was true, he had said that, and he still stood by it. He was distracted from his thoughts when Hermione's lips came crashing down on his, claiming their domain. Their kisses we eager and yet full of sorrow, neither wanted to think of the future, thoughts of the future only led to unpleasant pasts. Draco pulled Hermione closer to him, and she pulled him closer as well. Draco didn't want this moment to stop but Hermione pulled away. Huddling herself into his chest she laid against him.
"Hold me" she whispered
We were meant to live
We were meant to live