Author's Note: I own nothing but the plot and strange dialogue, JK owns the characters and various places ECT. Also this is where I'm going to put my various Ronsy/Ransy one shots, song fics and drabbles. This one is going to a songfic using 'Feb.15th' by Bright Eyes, I do not own those lyrics and if I was half the writer Conor Oberst is these would be better. xDD Also Review and favorite is love:3
And there, below his frozen face
You wrote the name and that ancient date
And you can't believe he is really gone
When all that's left is a fucking song
Feb 15th
Bright Eyes
It was one thing to cheat in private in the pureblood world, but to do it in public with a no good blood traitor, well that was beyond unscrupulous. Pansy had to deal with her crumbling fate as a cheater with someone who was considered lower than herself, in the eyes of her parents, but she also had to deal with the fact she would now be sending out notes explaining there wouldn't be a Malfoy/Parkinson wedding. She looked through the dated pictures of her and Draco that they took for 'thank you' notes, the date written beautifully below their smiling faces. A date that would now mean nothing to her, her hand moved her hair out of her face when she felt the wave of guilt wash over her.
The room she was in had white walls, pictures of Blaise on holiday through his year's yes she was staying with him. Her parents kicked her out with a warmly smile as they cut all ties to her. She crumbled the picture before throwing it into the box from which all of her 'what would have been her future' reminders were held as she got up from the table. Her eyes were a bit darker around the edges, her already thinner frame seemed a bit more bony and her air was a tangled mess. Yet, she had this unwavering gut feeling that she did do the right thing, she walked into her bedroom and threw herself onto her bed as the crashing wave of guilt forced her into a restless state of loathing. Images of the fight after the party was disbanded by Draco filled her head as she laid there on belly trying to fight them off. The empty room with their pictures on the walls, Draco's rage reflecting back at her through his eyes as he yelled at her, her own voice sounding weak as tears streamed onto her cheeks, and then the inevitable words that came from his lips. "Last straw Parkinson, it's over." His voice stern, his posture stiff as she crumbled to her knees, and the sound of his footsteps as he walked away from her for the last time.
Hermione flipped through her portrait album, something she did to keep her mind busy, but now it was like some sort of mental torture she had to endure. Photos of her and Ron when they were at Hogwarts, holidays at the burrow, and from their first date filled pages as tears silent slipped past her eyelids. All of nothing was the only thing she could truly grasp out of this experience. She shuts the book with a thud and glanced around the room that she had shared with Ron for so long, his stuff gone, and hers seemed to only fill a small portion of the room. She got up from the bed and put the book back in the closet, a gentle voice came from the living room. "Mione, you home?" Ginny said as she knocked lightly on the bedroom door. Hermione wiped her face free from the salty tears, "Give a minute Gin." She said in the best stable voice she could muster.
She pulled her hand through her hair as sat in the eerily quiet room with Ginny, "How are you doing?" Ginny said breaking the awkward air that seemed to surround Hermione. She looked up from the floor as she shifted in her seat, "Ok, I mean I'm not fantastic or anything, but I'm alive," she stammered out too fast, "barely, but alive." She finished as she took the cup of tea off the coffee table, "I know it's hard Mione, but at least you know now." Ginny said with a sympathetic look. Hermione pressed the cup to her lips as she closed her eyes; she had never imagined her life would be like this. Betrayed by whom she thought was her true love, left for Pansy and now alone. She lets the warm tea flow into her mouth, the warmth filling her numb body with life. "Just so you know mum won't let him back into the house. She said it was his doing and he should suffer the consequences." Ginny said hoping to get a laugh, or some reaction out of Hermione. She only got a shrug and a faint glare from Hermione, "Look I'm here for you Mione, and so is Harry, but if you keep acting like this, I don't know how long we will be," she said flatly. Hermione pulled her cup from her lips, "I know, but I just can't seem to see the silver lining here Gin." She said as she moved forward and sat her cup back onto the table, her eyes were filling up with tears again and she quickly wiped them away.
So yeah the shortest parts of the five, also I felt the need to give Hermione's reaction to the table.
Only one more part!
