"Draco?" I know, I took such a big step.
"Mmm?" He said not even bothering to look up at me, just like before he even kissed me. He acted as though nothing had happened between us. Maybe nothing had.
"Nothing." I said coldly fighting the urge to cry.
I made it to the safe walls of my room and I couldn't hold it back any longer. The tears spewed down my face but I didn't dare make a sound. Sounds, words, they make it all to real. I picked up the nearest thing and flung it at the window completely shattering it. I didn't make a sound, I just stared at the damage I had done. I looked at it with a strange feeling of complete satisfaction and adrenaline pulsing through my veins. Draco opened the door and stood beside me.
"Shit Granger what did you do?" He asked calling me by my sirname.
"Nothing Malfoy, absolutely nothing!" I spat out. I stared at him with pure hatred. "I would appreciate it greatly if you would leave now." I glared.
"Whatever." He mumbled as he left closing the door soundly behind him.
The next few weeks I didn't even give him so much as a backwards glance. I was sitting against the wall tears sliding down my face, my throat burning. I was staring at the wall and then there he was sitting beside me. I could feel my skin start to tingle with anger and dissapointment. I wanted to yell and scream and curse at him but I didn't. I didn't acknoweledge him I kept letting the tears fall and staring at the wall. The tears were hot as they rolled down my face like the anger I had towards him. I picked up my stuff and started to walk away.
"Granger!" He called after me, I paused momentarily almost considering listening to what he had to say, and then kept moving.
"Granger, please wait." He called. I could hear his footsteps, hear him moving closer. I couldn't, wouldn't stop.
I dropped my stuff on the floor and ran my arms pumping my legs working. I kept running once I hit outside. It was March and the sky had opened up drenching me within a matter of seconds. I kept going, my clothes stuck to me, my calves burning and finally I stumbled and fell to the ground. I let out a sob as pain pulsed through my leg and then my body. I just laid there letting the rain wash over me, shivering. Malfoy hadn't followed me, what a surprise?
I made my way back to Hogwarts. I made my way back to the common room. I made my way past Malfoy and made my way into my room. My books were there, everything I had left in the hall. I collapsed on my bed and soon I was asleep. I woke up at twelve and almost freaked when I realized it was Saturday. I rolled out of bed and walked down to the common room. He wasn't there. I filled with disappointment and relief all at once. I was missing lunch, I didn't feel like talking to anyone so I walked to the kitchens.
When I walked through the portrait door Malfoy was sitting there. I didn't want to be anywhere near him! I started to turn around and he grabbed my arm.
"Hermione, please we need to talk." He whispered.
"No we don't." I replied with a dead tone.
He pulled me too him our bodies so close I could hear him breathing. He gently placed his lips over mine and all my anger dissapated on the spot. Soon our kiss became more needy, more desperate, more hungry. Suddenly he pulled away.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered.
"What?" I looked at him completely confused, my mind fuzzy from the kiss.
"I can't. I'm sorry." He walked away from me and this time no tears would fall because of him. I stood there wishing I had thought about the outcome that prefect day in the snow.