Hello, Lovelies! Here is the last instalment of my Movie Fest Fic, I hope you enjoy this chapter. A turn of events makes Hermione realise things she wishes she hadn't! I decided to post the last chapter early, I couldn't wait!
Author's note: Thank you to the lovely safewordisdevilsnare for the amazing cover photo! To CJRed and thedarklordherself for always being my beta/alphas when I need them! I wanted to keep the original song from the movie and update the words to the poem to fit more into Dramione.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I only own the imagination and Tom Felton (Also in my head only)
Chapter 8
Blaise went looking for Draco when he couldn't find him at the house, "Where are you mate?" He apparated to the spots he used to hang out at but still couldn't find him.
Draco paced in the small cave, unable to relax after what had happened. "I was such an idiot. I knew she would be pissed if she found out. How can I fix this problem?"
With no luck at finding Draco, Blaise apparated to Hermione's flat. "Hey Hermione, I came to check on you." He spotted Harry next to her on the couch and nodded.
"Did you find him?" Harry asked as Blaise sat on the other side of her.
"No, and I looked everywhere, even those spots only me and him know about." Blaise sighed in annoyance.
Hermione looked up at him and frowned, "Please don't mention him, it only makes it worse." After thinking for a minute, she gasped. "Did you try the cave?"
Blaise looked at her curious, "What cave are you talking about? He never mentioned a cave."
"Oh well, he did say he hadn't told anyone else about it, except me after the game..." She started to tear up and hugged Harry upset.
Back at the cave, Draco had fallen asleep hoping he could think of a way to get her back. Damn Blaise and Ginny for forcing him to act on his feeling, now he was missing her again. The sun was setting, so he decided to head back to his house.
Upon arriving home, Draco set his wards so he wouldn't be disturbed and shut his floo off. The only thing that could get in was an owl to deliver his mail. He made his way to his room before laying down and going back to sleep.
The next morning, Draco woke up to three owls sitting in his room. As he stood up, he grabbed the three letters and sent the owls out the window. The first letter was from Blaise, he opened it and sighed annoyed.
Draco,
I couldn't get through your wards. You need to man up and talk to Hermione. Harry and I stayed with her all night, while she was crying because of you. I'm disappointed in you mate, and you could have just avoided talking about it all night. I spoke with Ginny, and she is upset about leaving the Harpies. Just a warning, stay away from Harry because he is going to kill you.
Blaise
After rolling his eyes, he threw the letter down and picked the next one up from his mother.
There was another article in the prophet about you, this time it says you and Hermione fought at the reunion. Please see me when you can, this doesn't look good for you. I love you my dragon.
He knew he would have to deal with his mother at some point, and this was not the time. The last letter Draco didn't want to open, he twisted it in his hand before taking a deep breath.
Draco,
I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you style your hair
I hate the way you fly your broom
I hate it when you stare
I hate the way your smile shines
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much that it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme
I hate the way you're always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate the way you're not around
And the fact that you didn't floo call
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
Draco re-read the letter two more times before noticing dried up tears on the parchment. He folded the letter back up and put it in his drawer, for safe keeping of course. Over the next two days, he sat at his desk trying to figure out what to write her back. He didn't want to sound too needy, but he wanted her back, and he was starting to miss her constantly.
Finally, on the fourth day, he gave up trying to write a letter and got dressed. Draco was going to see her. He couldn't fit into words what he needed to say to her. When he apparated to her flat, he knocked on the door softly.
Hermione opened up the door and yawned before seeing Draco, "W-What are you doing here?"
Draco smiled sheepishly before looking down, "I needed to see you, Hermione, I tried to write you back but couldn't get the words out."
"If you think you can just come over here and make me forget what you did-" Hermione was cut off as Draco leant down and kissed her, the kiss was short but spoke wonders. As she pulled away, a small smile appeared on her face.
"Shh love, I know, but I want to help you forgive me. Give me a second chance please, I will never be that stupid again." Draco kissed her again as she went to speak and felt her deepen the kiss.
As they pulled away for air, Hermione grinned, "Let's go to my room, I want to know exactly how bad you feel about making me cry."
Draco growled before claiming her lips roughly and carrying her to her room.
Well, that's all friends! I hope you enjoyed this story!
Crazy4Wood