Cry Me a River (8/?)
By: granger2malfoy
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
A/N: My muses are slowly coming back to me and this has a few more chapters.
Song- Need You Now by Lady Antebellum
Part 8 – Need You Now
*Picture perfect memories,
Scattered all around the floor,*
Hermione sat on the floor of her temporary rooms at Hogwarts where she stayed for the last three months. She would be leaving in less than a week before the students filled the castle once again. The headmistress' offer to let her stay there as the dust settled from her disastrous end to her relationship with her best friend for most of her time here at Hogwarts truly had done her a lot of good. The details of their breakup finally stopped making the front pages of the Daily Prophet about a month ago.
All around her as she sat on the floor moving pictures of just her or her and Draco from the past few years. Everything from pictures of them at Quidditch games to snow ball fights in Diagon Alley to her reading in the library of this castle just a few weeks ago. Most of these she had not posed for, actually, she had not even known a camera was nearby at those times.
*Reaching for the phone cause, I can't fight it any more.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.*
She took another sip of white wine as admitted she had begun to miss him. Twice a week Draco had sent her letters with pictures as she avoided the rest of the world. At first, she refused the letters, but somehow they would appear in her rooms. Most likely he had bribed some house elves to get them to her but she hadn't read them at first. About a week ago when the letters were overflowing from her closet and after some prodding by McGonagall, she had begun to read them at night after dinner.
In those letters, Draco never professed his un-dying love and anything silly like that. They covered all the things they talked about like there hadn't hot, awesome sex between them. He wrote about laws he had come across as he ran the family business; she had been tempted to reply to give her view on those laws as she always had over the past few years. More letters discussed the latest books that they had been looking forward to coming out. Of course, Hermione had read them and she almost itched to write back excitedly about the tombs pilled neatly, finished on her desk.
*It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.*
Yesterday Hermione sent him a letter thanking him for the efforts but that she wasn't going to back to what they had started. She had needed a fresh start and she had thought that should mean without him. But as she looked at the pictures that surrounded her, parts of her knew she would really miss him. It wasn't his fault that Harry's and her relationship had ended. No, he had been the one feeling her heal and yet, she kept pushing him away. Maybe she had been making another mistake.
She got up from the floor to sit at her desk to write him a note for him to come visit her. Hermione pushed away from the desk frustrated with no sure what to do and no idea if she could really deal with losing almost all her friends at the same time. She walked over to her stone window pane and watched the lovely dark starry night. The only people who had reached out to her during this time had been Neville, Luna, and the headmistress… and Draco. A smile crept on her lips; Draco had been so persistent and maybe, just maybe, she needed him as much as he seemed to need her.
*Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door.
Wishing you'd come sweepin' in the way you did before.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.*
Draco stood by him window looking out twinkling stars as his watch read 1:15 and he threw back the last of his firewhiskey. His head turned to glace at the fireplace just like he had all night, actually to be truthful with himself – the last three months. Each night he hoped she would come back to him as she had many times before she left for Hogwarts for the summer. Maybe he wasted his time with the letters and the pictures, but part of him could've given up.
* It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk, and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.*
He hadn't been sure that she had read a single one of those letters till a week ago. Hermione tried yet again to push away, but he stood resolved on not going anywhere. A small hope lingered in his heart that she would realize how much he needed her and hoping that the feeling may be returned by her; well at some point in the future.
Not knowing they were both looking upon the same night sky, thinking of each other, and they both whispered to no one, "Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all."
Hermione opened the window as she sang to the light breeze, "It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now."
Draco sat on his window sill as he softly spoke, "And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now."
So many miles away from each other, but both softly sang to the night sky, "And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now. I just need you now."
Also neither knew that two different pairs of eyes watch them at the windows as plans began to form on how to bring these two together for good.
~*~*~*~ to be continued*~*~*~*~ Reviews would be great to see how you guys are liking it *** A bit of inspiration from a 80's animated movie. Though it was about a brother and sister singing. Any guesses?