Chapter 9:
Oh yes I'm on a roll,
So you didn't have to guess to long.
I hope you enjoy this!
chapter 9: Foolish hearts
Hermione was pacing back and forth in her bathroom, muttering to herself. Her face was gaunt and stained with tears. Her heart was in shreds. Hermione had always been so collective and together and yet now, she was falling apart. Draco hadn't written to her since after his fourth week away. Hermione had continued to send letters to him but with no response her letters became few, more emotional and hard to write.
Now she paced back and forth her heart pounding. Her nerves were showing through her shaking body. There was a small beeping noise and Hermione grabbed the contraption off the side. Her eyes widened, her mouth opened.
Then she snapped. She through the thing in her hand at the wall and it shattered, clattering to the floor.
Draco, oh Draco, why did you desert me, where have you gone, was my love not good enough, our love not strong? But then he never did love her; he had never once uttered those words. Like a knife reality stabbed through her heart. He had used her. He had taken from her all that was important, her virginity, her heart, and her soul. Hermione let out a sob, and now this.
Hermione was about to go to the liquor cabinet for another stiff drink, Her 6th of the day, when there was a faint 'pop' behind her.
'Hermione' the voice spoke softly.
She turned, almost in hope that the voice belonged to one tall, blonde – red haired guy? Stood before her was Ron. His face was soft and open, his hands spread wide. She stumbled into his embrace. He pulled her close, stroking her hair. He didn't say a word but let her cry until there were no more tears to fall.
Once her was sure she had calmed down he pushed her back to look at her face, wiping away the last remaining tears.
'Come on, your coming back to mine, I wont let you stay here alone' Ron said. Before she could reply he had already apperated them to his flat.
Sitting her down on his flats couch, he went to fetch her some water before sitting by the side of her.
'So what wrong Hermione? You can tell me' rob asked.
'I… I, It's just, that time of the month, you know? At works a little stressful and I suppose I just cracked' she sniffed trying to control her breathing.
'Maybe… maybe you need someone to share that with, someone to come home to? Come on Hermione it's been so long and I still love you, I always have, let me take care of you' rob whispered into her ear.
Hermione looked at him. She sat there thinking over his words. Her heart was tearing. She did love him, always had but with Draco she had lost not only her heart but soul too. Yet here sat a man who had waited despite all she had done to him (not that he knew) offering to cherish her for life. She took a deep breath.
'Ok, lets try Ron'
Ron beamed at her, before dipping his head and kissing her. His need soon became apparent and she let her walls cave as she gave in to his desire. Still it had been a while since she had felt wanted.
Soon Ron and Hermione lay on his bed naked. For one a moment Hermione's heart screamed at her to stop. She silenced her heart. I t had done her no good so far, her head would rule from now on.
Draco was pacing in his tent on the outskirts of a forest they were currently surrounding. They had recently found at large group of six death eaters at least two were a higher ranked ones were believed to be with them but Draco mind was not on the mission in hand. Neither was his heart. Both were filled with Hermione. Why had she not replied in so long? He was so worried, the thoughts that flashed through his mind. Was she ill? Or had her heart been taken from him? Everyday he cursed himself for not telling her how he really felt. Had she felt that what they had was not worth the wait, but then how could he ask her to wait for him, when he had offered her no evidence of stability. Draco kicked his camp bed in frustration! DAM IT!
WHY IN GODS NAME HAD HE BEEN SO BLOODY STUPID? His god dam malfoy pride was now costing him the only thing he had ever cared about and he could do nothing, nothing about it because he was stuck repaying his fucking' debut' to the wizarding community.
There was loud bang from outside the tent, Draco snapped back to reality. Drawing his wand he stepped out the tent. DEATH EATERS!
Everywhere were he looked they surround him and the other men. Draco immediately started firing spells at the death eaters. He rebounded a death curse that hit its sender square in the chest. He disarmed two more, stunning, as they were wandless. He turned to stun another death eater but before the words could form in his mind he was hit squarely in the back. The last thing he saw, was Hermione beautiful face flash through his mind and then there was nothing.
Hermione and Ron had been dating for a month. Hermione was currently sat in Rons lounge, although, she thought, I suppose its 'ours' now. Not long after they started dating Ron had told her to move in. She had seen no reason to argue and so kindly agreed. Yet this night was a dark night, she sat still white in shock, fear gripping her body. In her hands clutched the daily prophet in her hands. The headline read: DEATHEATERS ATTACKED, DEATH AND INDURY!
Hermione had scanned the article in such hast that when she had read that Draco had been hit by a curse and was currently badly injured and was slowly recovering. She had run to her writing desk and written him a letter. Her head had betrayed her. Her heart had screamed in pain at the thought of losing him. Yet no reply had come, it had been 3 hours. Now she sat, knowing that a reply would never come. He did not care as she did. Instead he had probably forgotten about her, had shagged many others. Hermione sighed as the front door clicked open.
'What the hell is wrong Hermione' exclaimed Ron in a concerned voice.
Hermione hide the paper down the side of the couch and turned to face Ron, maybe now would be a good time.
'I, Ron I'm… I'm pregnant' She stammered. Watching his face intently she watched him take in the information before a grin spread across his face.
'That brilliant Hermione! Fantastic! How far are you?' he asked his voice full of cheer.
'Tw... a month' She quickly stammered. Ron just continued to beam at her before walking across the room to pull her into a tight embrace and kiss her.
Two weeks later Draco sat in his tent fully recovered, all but two death eaters captured with the daily prophet in his hand, he read the headline again in anger.
GRANGER AND WEASLEY TO BE MARRIED NEXT WEEK!
Draco clutched the paper in anger.
His mind body and soul screamed at once NO!
He would not loose her. Her would stop this wedding if it were the last thing he did!
WHAAAAAT? I HEAR YOU SAY!
MWAHHAHAH
IT SHALL ALL BE REVEILED SOON!
NEXT TIME:
will draco make it in time?
Is ron hiding somthing?
What will ginny and harry say?
ALL TO COME PLEASE REVIEW!!!! I REALLY WANT OPINIONS!!!!
