"Ms. Granger?"
"Hermione?"
"'Mione!"
"Wake up, please dear."
"…Please wake up, love."
She heard voices echo through her mind. She, however, didn't hear his voice. His sweet, sultry voice that made her heart melt. She wasn't in love with him- she just liked him.. A lot. And she thought he returned her feelings.
A voice erupted into the silent murmurs that she wasn't paying any attention too.
"Madame Pomfrey." It was him. She tried opening her eyes but she couldn't. They were shut together. Almost as if they were glue in between.
"Yes dear?" The nasal voice of Madame Pomfrey.
"…Is she going to be alright?" His voice, croaky. Hurt laced within the layers of his … act.
Yes, she knew this was one of his acts.
She screamed inside her head. Screams turned into whispers and whispers turned into nothing. Her words meant nothing. She meant nothing.
"Draco…"
Her voice soft, as she murmured it into the room of people that cared about her.
"Draco?" The voice belonged to Harry. "As in Malfoy?"
"Auw, Hermione! Why'd ya go and have to say his name!" Ron's voice just mere shreds of nothingness in her head.
"Oi! Where ya going Malfoy?!"
He had left. Hermione knew this because she suddenly felt empty without him in the room. Either that or Harry had just screamed at Ron about holding on to him better.
"How is it that caramel is inside chocolate?" When he received weird stares he quickly added, "I mean, its like … chocolate inside chocolate- with is just gonna' be more chocolate. I mean what's the point of that?"
"Are you gonna eat that?" Harry glared at Ginny, but gave the chocolate to her nevertheless. She smiled and ate slowly.
"You ok, 'Mione?"
"Yeah." She answered not looking up from her food. Then she felt someone approach her; turning around she found Michael Morin, a raven claw standing behind her.
"Yes?" Ron asked, as Harry laughed at the awkward silence.
"I - err, wanted to ask Hermione something," his voice soft, barley a whisper.
"Ask away," Obviously the boys didn't know who Hermione was. Michael looked around pushing his hands deeper into his pockets and a blush creeping up towards his neck.
"Well, it was supposed to be kind of .. Private." he chose his words carefully. By now everyone in the great hall was watching the trio and Michael.
"Hey! Anything you can say to Hermione, you can say in front of us, right Harry?" Harry nodded. Hermione wasn't even listening. She was just staring at Michael, a blank expression etched on her face.
"Okay then." He then, looked down at Hermione, "Would you like to go to the dance with me?"
Everyone was waiting for her answer. Everyone.
Harry and Ron gasped, and Draco just stared Michael square in the eye- no one noticed.
Then, Hermione being Hermione knew she needed to have fun again. She offered a sweet smile, and said Yes.
Everyone went back to their usual doings later, after watching the new couple walk away together much to Harry and Ron's protests. Malfoy didn't say another word for the rest of lunch.
The garden in Hogwarts was beautiful.
"So, what do you want to talk about?" His voice brighter than it had been in lunch. Needless to say, Michael was cute. He had black hair, pale olive type skin, his face was pointed, but his eyes were .. dull.
They always looked the same; never expressing happiness, sadness.. Anything
"I don't know.. Why'd you ask me out, Michael?" She questioned, as confusion washed his face.
"Because I wanted to; I think you're really smart. Pretty. Everything I always wanted."
Her heart fluttered. That was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to her.
"Really?" He nodded. She smiled, and leaned forward - to hug him. He kept his arms around her back, not daring to go to the waist, it was way too personal. She smiled again, and wrapped her arms tighter around his neck.
Michael was a definite contrast from Draco.
"Hermione?"
"Hmm?" she asked, not looking up from her book in the common room.
"Dumbledore wants to talk to you!" Harry said, for some reason laughing. She raised an eyebrow, and nodded, then pranced out of the room. She was distant.
To distant.
The stair that spiraled up to the wise old man's office can be described as either long and tiring or short and quick. They were both well classified.
She knocked on the door carelessly. Nothing mattered anymore.
"Come in." A voice drawled; she guessed it was Snape.
She walked in, and asked if she could sit. Dumbledore nodded. She didn't forget her manners.
She then noticed someone sitting next to her. Looking, to see who it is, she noticed a blond man with a straight face the was looking at absolutely nothing.
She stared at him for a few minutes before turning away.
"I know you both are wondering why you're here. Well, I have a very good reason. I know you two are also wondering why your marriage was called off. Well I have the answer to that too." Hermione's heart shattered again, as she saw his face change into another expression.
She couldn't quite place it, though.
"Well?" Draco asked, pushing Dumbledore to answer his own said questions.
"Well," he looked at Draco and then glanced at me, "you have been called here so I can tell you why your marriage has been called off."
Oh, how witty.
"You're marriage has been called off, because we cant take an chance. You two are just too powerful."
"What?" They both asked at the same time.
"Your power, when combined," Hermione reddened. "are the strongest magical beings in all of Magic London. We cannot take a chance, so we have broke you apart; people can die by just your glance at them- after your combined of course."
"What do you mean combined, professor?" Draco asked, honestly not knowing.
"When you … two.. Have a baby," Draco grinned, then covered it with a smirk, as Hermione couldn't turn anymore red.
"..Ok, now that that's cleared up- any more questions?" We shook our heads.
Obviously, we didn't want to continue this conversation any longer.
"Hey Granger!!"
She didn't turn around, for she knew who the voice belonged to.
"What, Malfoy?"
"Can you believe we are that powerful when combined?"
She shook her head and backed up noticing how close he was to her.
"What's wrong?"
"What?"
She glared daggers at him.
"Why are you backing up?" he questioned.
"Why shouldn't I? I mean, I do have a boyfriend now, which means I am with someone now. Not you. So you don't have the right to get too close to me."
Hurt passed his features- he was acting.
"Oh really? Do you honestly think I care?" He backed her up against a wall.
"Well I do." She tried shoving him away from her. She couldn't.
Her started kissing her jaw slowly and then she kicked him.
He backed away screaming profanities.
"What the freaking bloody hell is wrong with you!"
She laughed, spite herself, and then saw Michael.
She walked near him and said, "Hey Michael!"
"Hey Hermione." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and walked away as she rest her head on his shoulder.
She might actually like Michael. He was different.
Way different.
But then again so was Draco.
Blustar4lyfe:
Grr, NOT my FAULT! I tried updating LAST thursday- but nooo fanfiction was mean and didn't LET me. Yes, I am a big baby. -pouts-
My next update will hopefully be around… Friday? Yeah. Because tomorrow I have to study for science test, Wednesday is the science test, gym, and I have to finish my math project, and on thrusday- i'll just be too lazy. Try not hating me too much. -grin-
By the way, this chapter was supposed to be the biggest turning point in this story so far. Sorry is this chapter was a bit too angst-y. I just wanted to portray Hermione as this.. Confused girl.
And as for Michael (my favorite name by the way)- a girl has to have fun right? But remember this is Dramione, not .. Michael/ Hermione.
Tell me if you guys like him, and I'll include him more!
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