Drabble 10: He didn't want to call it love.
Set: Partially set in the books before the fifth one, but it's more AU.
Rating: T
Notes: I'M IN THE DOUBLE DIGITS! (: Sorry for being a horrible updater.
Dedicated: To me actually cleaning out my FanFiction folder on my computer and finding more drabbles I had written.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
She was different than all the others. He knew that the moment he first saw her.
And that was her downfall, for you never gained a Malfoy's attention without something bad happening.
She would stand up to him unlike all the other ones he bullied. Hell, she had punched him once.
Was that the first time he knew he was falling for her?
He didn't want to call it love.
Malfoys didn't believe in such a frivolous thing.
If he was being serious with himself though, Hermione Granger was the love of his life.
Whether or not their lives would last for much longer.
The moment their relationship was out in the open, Hermione was bullied.
And so was Draco, but Malfoys don't accept defeat like that.
"How dare he stoop down to such a level as to date a mud blood?" It was Pansy Parkinson's voice, and Hermione thought she was going to be sick. Draco's hold on her hand tightened at the words.
He wasn't just trying to help her though. He was trying to stop himself from beating Pansy to bloody pulp. The girl definitely had it coming.
"She's not even that pretty. Have you seen that hair?" Pansy again. Why was she so loud?
But Pansy was nothing compared to his father. Howlers were sent.
"HOW DARE YOU DATE A MUDBLOOD? HAVE YOU NO SHAME? WE ARE PURE BLOODS! OUR BLOOD DOESN'T MIX WITH THE MUD BLOODS! SHE'S FROM MUGGLE DESCENT! NOTHING SHE DOES IS ACCEPTABLE! I BETTER NOT HEAR OF THIS RELATIONSHIP AGAIN!" It went off in the middle of the Great Hall during lunch. Hermione was sitting at the Gryffindor table, trying to hold back tears as she heard the angry voice thunder through the halls.
She was gone the next day.
He never heard from Hermione Granger. He asked everyone about her, even Ginny Weasley. He knew the two had been close. "She's somewhere better." Was the only answer she would give him.
Little did he know, she'd been sent to another Wizarding school. She never fit in there either.
He didn't see her again until years later when they were at an elegant party for some stupid Wizarding committee.
She had grown beautifully.
He was going to talk to her until he saw a man holding onto her arm. She looked happy and at peace with everything in her life, until she looked at Draco.
It was like her whole new, fake life had come crashing down.
She quickly excused herself from the man.
Draco couldn't help the glee that rushed through his veins at the man's frown.
Draco followed her to the empty corridor that she led him down.
She walked so bloody fast.
"Draco, stop following me." Her voice was colder than it used to be.
He couldn't help but blame himself.
"I'm a new person now. I have other friends and suitors. I don't get bullied around because of them."
Her voice was venom.
"I am married to a lovely guy who loves me, and we're going to be a happy family with lots of kids."
Why did it sound like she was crying?
"So just leave, Draco."
Why was it that he didn't move a muscle?
"Please." Her voice was filled with tears.
He broke when she cried. He always did.
He left her life after that, not bothering her until after she died.
He died in front of her headstone only a few weeks after her death.
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