Don't you remember?

Disclaimer: Characters, Names, Surroundings etc. belong to J.K. Rowling. The plot is inspired by the song 'Don't you remember' by Adele.

A/N: My second story! Still looking for a beta, send me a private message if you wanna help me out! So sorry for any mistakes in spelling or grammar.

I decided to add this story as a 2nd chapter to Back to Black as it is a sequel to that story. I'm not sure if I'm going to write another chapter/story for this one. So you might see this as an ending. Hope you enjoy!

Summary: inspired by Adele's song: Don't you remember.

'She got married?' he thought and looked at the joined picture in the newspaper. He saw Hermione standing next to Weasley and saw how happy and beautiful she looked.

Pairing: Draco/Hermione

Rated: M for language

Previously in Back to Black

"Goodbye… Draco." He had heard Hermione's soft, crying voice say. He stood still for a few more seconds, knowing that he probably was never going to see her again. This was their final goodbye, the ending of their love.. the perfect love they had once shared, though very short, filled with passion and desire.

He then walked out of her life.

Chapter 2.1

When will I see you again?
You left with no goodbye,
Not a single word was said
No final kiss to seal anything
I had no idea of the state we were in

3 years later.

Sometimes fantasy gets Draco Malfoy so caught up that he forgets about his own reality. Here he is, sitting at the breakfast table, surrounded by his wife and his 2 children. For any other person his life would look pretty wonderful. He's got a great job, money, a family, a big house, nothing seemed wrong. Except for this morning's newspaper that is.

Hermione Granger
And
Ronald "Ron" Bilius Weasley

Have the joy of announcing their marriage which took place on June 21st 2011.
Please join us for an Open House of The Burrow on July 17th from 8-11 p.m.

Right in the middle of taking a bite of his morning bagel he came across this little piece of information and immediately lost his appetite.

'She got married?' he thought and looked at the joined picture in the newspaper. He saw Hermione standing next to Weasley and saw how happy and beautiful she looked. Oh so beautiful. Dressed in an all white dress with red roses in her curly hair, she looked so pure, like an angel.

Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that he should be happy for her. She finally got what she deserved, the wedding, a husband, a family. Isn't this what he had wanted for her when he broke it off with her? For her to have a normal life, to be happy and to continue? Why then did he feel so angry, heartbroken and.. jealous?

He stood up abruptly and stormed out of the room, hearing Pansy's loud voice asking what was going on and where he was going. He didn't care, not about her, not where he was going. He was stuck in a marriage that he didn't want, a woman that he didn't love and a family that he wanted with someone else. The only good thing about it were his children that he loved to death. His son Damien and daughter Blair were the only two persons that would keep him going every single day of his life.

He looked at the picture once more and smiled as he watched her smiling next to her husband.

'She got married' He thought once more and shook his head. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. A habit that irritated not only him but also Pansy whenever they would have another fight. It was a habit out of awkwardness, not knowing what to say or do and frustration. He mostly hated it because he used to be unreadable. This new habit of his gave so much away with just one move. He had began to soften up and he didn't like it one bit.

His thumb ran over her face and he got stuck sitting there, watching her for hours. Fantasizing that it was him and not Weasley that got to hold her, kiss her and love her. It was a life that he once thought he would have, with her. A life that started and ended in his 7th year when he had loved her, hurt her and broke her. In all but 2 months he had imagined his whole life together with her, a big family and a house somewhere in the middle of nowhere where they could be together. Happy.

But that fantasy ended abruptly and he was stuck in reality with his wife Pansy, married for over 8 years now. With no way out.

Chapter 2.2

When was the last time you thought of me?
Or have you completely erased me from your memories?
Cause I often think about where I happen to roam
The more I do, the less I know

2 weeks later

Hermione was busy arranging everything for their open house that was coming up the 17th. Just a couple of days left and her whole house would be filled with people she may or may not know. I guess she had to get used to that fact, being married to Ronald Weasley, the guy with the biggest family tree around. She smiled as she thought of Ron. Her friend, her husband. She was happily married just a couple of weeks ago and her life seemed to be on track.

The last years had been tough on her, heartache and sadness sweeping over her every other day or so. But life seemed to have turned around the moment Ron had asked her out on their first official date. She had hesitated at first, thinking she couldn't fall for another guy, let alone one of her best friends. And she didn't want to jeopardize their friendship. But on their first date she had come to known what a great guy Ron really was and she started to fall for him. Just 1,5 years later they had gotten married. And now here she is, ordering flower arrangements for their open house.

Though the years had come and gone, not a single day in her life had she forgotten about Draco Malfoy. The boy she had loved and lost. And although she loved Ron now, she would never forget about Draco. She knew he loved her and that was something that had kept her going over the years. She knew she had to move on after awhile but it had taken her a long time and her friends had been worried about her. To this very day they still didn't know her history with Draco Malfoy. The love of her life.

She wondered if he knew she had gotten married. Her engagement to Ron had been announced in the newspapers and the announcement of their open house as well. What would he be thinking of it and.. would he still care. She had often wondered what she would say to him if she would ever run into him again. She didn't know. She knew it was going to be hard though.

She hadn't heard much about Draco Malfoy in the last couple of years, he lived a quiet life and that was good. She knew he was doing some good business and that he was still married to Pansy Parkinson. She just hope that life had treated him good and that he loved Pansy, no matter his feelings for Hermione. He deserved happiness and love.

Chapter 2.3

I gave you the space
so you could breathe
I kept my distance
so you would be free

Open House

Her house was slowly beginning to fill with people, going from person to person and playing the part of the perfect host, perfectly. She loved doing this, having everyone together, happy and content. The smile that was set on her face couldn't get off as she kissed Ron's cheek and walked to the kitchen to get herself a drink.

She watched everybody for awhile from a distance, standing by the backdoor of the room. She sighed happily at the family and friends that were there to greet the two of them and congratulate them with their marriage and their house. She loved being loved and knew that the dark days from the past were over. She knew they were over, but for some reason she would never be able to part with them or forget them.

Turning around to walk back to the kitchen to pour herself another drink she stared straight into a set of piercing grey eyes. So familiar but yet warm.

In front of her stood Draco Malfoy with small smile on his face. He was just watching her, leaning on the door frame. She had no idea how long he had been standing there and the reason why he was here.

But she didn't care. It felt so good to see him again, it had been a couple of years and he had aged slightly, though he still looked as handsome as ever. She couldn't stop the big grin that grew on her face as she noticed that he took a step forward and kissed her forehead soundly.

"Congratulations." She heard him say in his deep velvet voice. She couldn't take her eyes off of him.

"Thank you very much." She said softly and averted her eyes, maybe ashamed to admit that she had moved on after all those years.

He took her hand and softly pulled her to the backdoor. "Do you have a minute for me?" He asked

She smiled and nodded and followed him out of the backdoor into the dark, cold night. She was afraid to say anything to him so she just sat down on a bench outside of the Burrow and looked up into the sky where the stars were shown so brightly due to a clear sky. She felt him sit next to her and she turned around to face him, wondering why he was here at her house.

"To be honest Hermione, I don't really know why I'm here…" He started and looked at his hands that were fidgeting in his lap. She too stared at his hands to give her something to do. "I guess I just..I had to see you." He looked up and searched for her eyes to look back at him. "I mean, it's good to see you. You look good." He smiled at her and looked her over.

"You too." She could barely make any sound and was glad that she could form just those two words. She felt uncomfortable but yet didn't want to leave him.

"I saw your open house invitation in the newspaper a couple of weeks back."He started. "I had no idea you'd gotten married to Weasley." He looked at her wedding ring on her finger. A simple yet elegant ring that fit her. He had never liked Weasley as a person but he knew that he would be good for Hermione, that he would love her the way she was suppose to be loved.

It was silent for awhile, both not knowing what to say. "You look happy. "He stated. "Are you happy?" Draco almost whispered to her.

She looked up at him as her eyes began to water. She didn't want to hurt his feelings by being honest. But she knew she had to be honest to him, she could never lie. "I am." A small smile formed on her lips and she quickly looked down, she didn't want to see the sadness in his eyes.

He tilted her chin with his fingers and made her look at him. "Good." He smiled a sad smile. "I'm happy that you're happy. You deserve it." He kissed her cheek quickly and stood up.

"I guess, I just wanted to know you're doing good." He backed away a little and one of his hands went through his hair. Hermione smiled and thought he looked adorable doing it. "Have a good life Hermione Weasley." He laughed a little at the sound of her new last name. "Still strange." He explained, turned around and walked away, leaving Hermione alone in the dark on the bench.

Chapter 2.4

Why don't you remember?
Don't you remember
The reason you loved me before,
Baby please remember
You used to love me

2 days later

His kiss had lingered on her cheek for far too long, even now, 2 days after seeing him, her cheek was still glowing from his kiss. She had never expected that seeing him again would affect her this much, not being able to eat, sleep or think normally. She felt like that same teenage girl that fell in love with Draco Malfoy all over again.

She wanted to see him again, talk to him again, hold his hands again. Just for a small time. Would it be so wrong of her to go over his house, ring his doorbell and talk to him? He did the same thing with her.

So there she was, standing in front of the large entrance of his house, debating whether or not she should ring the bell or not. So she just stood there, biting her lip. What if Pansy would open the door, or one of his children? What was she going to say? 'Yes Hi, I'm Hermione Weasley and I would like to see Draco Malfoy the man that I'm still in love with.' Yeah right. She sighed and shook her head. 'What am I doing' She thought and spun on her heel to get back home. This wasn't going to work.

"Going somewhere?"

She spun around and was greeted yet again by his piercing grey, warm eyes. By accident she bit her lip too hard and tasted a couple drops of blood. She cursed under her breath. She saw him laughing as a twinkling in his eye appeared and opened his door for her. "Come in."

She hesitated for a second but quickly decided that she would stay for just a couple of minutes and then leave again. She walked past him into his house and waited for him to follow her in.

She started to take off her coat and Draco took it from her, hanging it on the coat hanger.

He led her into the sitting room where she could see that he had been working, as a small light was turned on next to the couch and she saw numerous of papers and pens sprawled out on the coffee table. On one of the papers a pair of glasses were lying and she smiled to herself.

"You wear glasses?" She asked him, and turned around to face him.

"Yes." He said, and once again one of his hands went through his hair. "But only when I'm working."

She nodded and understood. "I guess you've grown older huh?"

"I think we both have." He nodded to her hand where her wedding ring was. She looked at it and quickly put the hand behind her back.

"How did you know I was standing in front of the door?" Trying to change the topic. But also curious, she hadn't rung the door bell.

"One of my house elves warned me that there was a woman standing in front of the door looking torn." He had an amusing smile on his face as he tried to picture Hermione standing in front of his door.

"Ah." Was the only thing Hermione said. She sat down on one of the chairs and tried to act calm and collective.

While Draco just stood there, watching her every move. "Can I get you something? A drink, some food?" He wasn't sure why she was here and if he was supposed to say something. He was just waiting for her to start talking.

"No." Her answers were short and simple, not knowing what else to say.

Finally Draco nodded and sat down on one of the chairs as well. He just looked at her while she looked everywhere but at him. He cleared his throat, trying to get her to start talking but nothing happened.

"You're going to have to start saying something Hermione, I don't know what to say or do anymore. We've gone through all of the formalities." He said desperate and his hand once again went through his hair. She smiled.

"What?"He asked

She just shook her head. "Do you know that you go through your hair a lot whenever you're uncomfortable?" She watched him as he realized that she had noticed as he looked away from her ashamed.

"Yes I know. I'm sorry, it's this annoying habit that I picked up."

"No… I like it. It's cute. It makes me see you more clearly." She said shyly. She looked away again and stood up just to have something to do. He stared at her, wondering why she picked up on so much about him.

"You're probably wondering why I'm here right?" She asked him as she stared out of the window. As she looked outside she saw the swing set that his children probably used and she felt a pang in her heart. He had a family. A family that she had wanted with him. 2 children, a beautiful wife. It hurt. Tears formed into her eyes as she tried to hold them back.

She couldn't let him see that she was crying, that she was hurt. She had told him she was happy. And she was.

"Yes, kind of. Though I don't care that much. It's good to see you again Hermione." He stared at her back. She was quiet for awhile and he noticed that her body had stiffened, he walked over to her. Standing next to her he saw the tears streaming down her face. He put one of his hands on her shoulder as though to comfort her. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do.

With Pansy everything had always been so easy, she knew how he felt about him. Or actually how he didn't feel for her. He had never seen her cry, simple because she didn't let him in. He felt awkward standing there with a crying Hermione.

"It hurts." She said quietly, closing her eyes to shut out her world. He pulled her against his shoulder and she cried out loud. "It hurts so much." She sobbed into his shoulder.

"I know Hermione. Believe me… I know." The two former lovers both knew what the other person was saying, they understood without so much as 2 words. Both had felt the same pain and were left with nothing but heartache. After awhile Hermione collected herself together again and let go of Draco. Her eyes were still red from the crying.

Draco went into the kitchen and got her a glass of water, when he came back to the living room Hermione was once again sitting in the chair. "I'm so sorry… I didn't mean to do that.. to make it harder." She apologized.

"To make what harder?" He asked her.

"The other day when you asked me if I was happy, I had no other option but to tell you the truth. Yes, I'm happy. But the minute you walk into my life I get shaken up. Don't know what to think anymore and I just want to see you again." She paused, sighed, looked up at him and continued. "I need you to know that although I am happy… I still remember everything that happened between us." Her eyes locked with his and she could see that he understood. That he too felt the same.

Suddenly the door of the living room opened and Pansy walked into the room. First not acknowledging the pair as she went her way through the living room to the kitchen. Draco cleared his throat and Pansy turned around. She immediately saw Hermione in the living room and a surprised shock came on her face.

"Granger?" She asked, not sure what Hermione was doing there in her living room. Always thought that Draco despised that same girl that was now sitting in one of her chairs in her living room.

Hermione cleared her throat, trying to give herself some posture and gave a small smile. "Hello Pansy, how are you?"She politely asked, not sure what else to say.

"I'm good thanks. Hope you are too?" Pansy tried to be nice to the woman who was sitting in front of her. They had never been friends, but she also never disliked the girl the way Draco had. Hermione just nodded in return and looked at Draco. Pansy too turned to Draco. "Draco, can I talk to you for a minute?"Pansy asked.

"Excuse me. I'll be right back." Draco told Hermione with a smile and followed Pansy to the kitchen. It took a few seconds for Pansy to gather her thoughts. She still didn't understand what Hermione Granger was doing at her house, and why Draco seemed to be so nice to her.

Before she could ask Draco, he already started to give her the answer. "I know what you are thinking. What is Hermione Granger doing in here right?" He asked her. She just nodded. Draco turned around with his back facing Pansy. He wasn't sure where to start and whether or not he should tell her the truth. She kind of deserved the truth seeing that she was his wife. He just wasn't sure how she would react about the information.

"Come on Draco. What's going on? Should I be worried or something?" She asked impatiently, with a sound of worry as well.

"No. No, not worried. At least.. I don't think so. There is just so much to explain and I want to explain it to you. But for now I just need to tell you the shorter version and I'll explain everything to you later." He waited for her to reply but all Pansy did was nod as she wanted him to continue.

"There is something that you don't know about me… and about Hermione." Pansy raised her brows at the sound of Hermione's first name. Having never heard Draco say it before, it had always been just Granger. "In our 7th year, Hermione and I, we….we uh, we we're in love." He paused for a second, trying to see how Pansy was reacting but she didn't let anything on. "We were in love with each other, but we had to keep it a secret. Scared of what my parents or Voldemort would say or even do, we never told anyone. We both knew that we are from 2 different worlds and somehow could never work. But still we had 2 amazing months together in secret. But somehow my parents found out and forced me to break with her, threatening to kill her otherwise." Pansy's eyes widened. How could she not have known this? How could she not have noticed it somehow? She had always been close to Draco. Always been good friends.

"So, I had to break up with her. I completely shattered her, telling her lies, telling her I never loved her. She believed me."He paused, remembering this story was too hard for him. He sighed and continued. "2 months later we got married. You and I both know that our relationship or even marriage isn't perfect. We don't love each other the way we are supposed to love each other. Part of that reason is Hermione."

"You still love her don't you?"Pansy whispered, a tear slipping from the corner of her eye. Draco could only nod. He didn't want to hurt her more. "It's ok Draco. I guess I've always known somehow. Not that it would be Hermione. But I guess I always knew that there was someone else." She kissed his cheek. He smiled at her, thanking her for understanding.

"What now?" She asked him, afraid of his answer. They had a family and she didn't want it to tear apart.

"Nothing. Hermione is married now. I am too. We have a family Pansy, I would never abandon that." He whispered, his thumb ran over her cheek, wiping away the few tears that rolled down her face. "Ok." Pansy just simply said. "Go back in there. I'll give you some privacy." She kissed his cheek and left the kitchen.

Draco took a couple of seconds before going back into the living room. He had never expected for Pansy to understand his story so quickly. He was sure he had some more explaining to do later on, but he appreciated Pansy for understanding the situation right now. He took a deep breath and entered the living room where Hermione was still in her chair, fidgeting with her hands. He simply smiled to her when she noticed that he was back in the room.

Pansy wasn't brought up in a conversation as Hermione quietly understood what had happened in the kitchen.

They were quiet for another minute until Hermione asked "Draco, are you happy? You have this beautiful house, those pictures of your children here… you're wife, they are beautiful." She wasn't sure how he was going to respond. It looked as if he had his life together, happy and content just like she was. His eyes looked warm, they had never looked warm before. Something must be going good for him.

"I uuh.. I actually don't know to be honest." His hand went through his hair as he contemplated what he was going to say. "I guess.. I guess I'm not unhappy. Does that count for something?" He asked her, hoping that the answer would be enough for her.

But she shook her head. "No Draco, that's not enough. Everybody deserves happiness. I need to you be happy."

"I have a good life Hermione, really I do. Don't think that I am this sad, pathetic man."

"I have two great children and although Pansy and I fight sometimes and I don't love her the way I'm suppose to love her… I'm happy she's around. She's a good mom and she is a good wife. I think I am just missing something in my life. Something that's important to me." Their eyes were locked. "You." He simply said.

"Draco.."Hermione started but was stopped by Draco who stood up and walked around the room.

"I know that isn't saying much Hermione. You are happy now with Weasely and I have a life of my own. I just… I miss you. I hate seeing you happy but at the same time I'm happy that you're happy. I don't know what to think anymore, or what to do." He stopped, walked over to her and kneeled in front of her.

"I remember everything too…" He grabbed her hand in his and squeezed it. "I think it's something that we have to keep locked in and never forget. We had something amazing, wonderful, something that will only happen in love stories. And I will never ever forget. And I know you won't either right?" He asked her as he stroked his thump over her palm. New tears spilled from Hermione's eyes and he quickly wiped them away.

"Shhh.. don't cry." He squeezed her hand to comfort her. "Every time that I see you I'm reminded again why I love you so much. And I guess that's a good thing. It keeps me strong and going. But at the same time it makes it all harder and the minute you're gone I tell myself that, that was it.. that I don't want to see you ever again because parting from you… just hurts too much." Hermione had a crooked smile which looked funny through her tears. He laughed softly and kissed her nose.

"I guess it's just hard for me to see you live your own life, when once I thought we would have a family together."She sighed and stood up. Draco followed her back up and stood in front of her.

"I know the feeling." Was the only thing Draco replied back.

Hermione smiled a sad smile and touched his cheek. Draco just stood there, letting her touch him and look at him. Both trying to savor the moment. Both knowing that in just a couple of minutes they had to leave each other yet again until the next time they would meet.

"I have to go Draco." Hermione said after 2 minutes. He just nodded, not knowing what to say to her.

He walked her to the door and helped her put her coat back on. When Hermione turned around to face him one last time he grabbed her waist, folded his arms around her form and just held her for awhile. "I still love you Hermione." He breathed into her ear. She looked him straight into the eyes and soft and soundly kissed his lips for just a couple of seconds. An innocent goodbye kiss. The goodbye kiss that they had never had. It was as perfect as a goodbye kiss could ever be.

"I know Draco. Me too." She whispered back and as Draco closed his eyes to remember her lips on his, Hermione parted from him and left his house.

When will I see you again?

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