What We Knew by letterstodraco
Track This Story: Feed
|Ch. #||Chapter Title||Word Count||Reviews|
Yet Hermione couldn’t quite shake this encounter as quickly as she would have liked. Was Malfoy actually flirting with her? Hermione reassured herself that before Malfoy would even think of making a move on her, Pansy would attempt to hex her into madness.
The Restricted Section
“I didn’t know you had it in you to break the rules. Especially being Head Girl.” Draco teased.
Finding A Way Out
“Me too.” Was all she could say. She looked at his face, and she wasn’t quite sure if her eyes deceived her or not, because it was gone in the blink of a second. Yet, she could have sworn she saw a glimmer of disappointment in Draco’s face.
The Astronomy Tower
The dragon was pleading to break free from the bones that caged him within Draco’s fleshy cage. The rage that boiled in his veins was enough to want to break Blaise’s face right there. It killed Draco to even look at them. He couldn’t stand it, or else he would release his fury from within his raging stomach. Seeing them together made Draco want to hex everything around him, burn the school to the ground, and tear every limb off of Blaise’s body.
The Secret Halloween
Draco couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She was in his company, but she asked for Blaise? Why couldn’t she be satisfied being with him? Why couldn’t he satisfy her? Draco felt a sick twisted knot in his throat. His dragon awoke, digging its claws into his flesh once more. The jealousy within Draco raged, but he had to keep his composure in front of her.
“I don’t think so Cecilia. I know Draco. He likes Granger, I can see it in his eyes.” Pansy said.
The White Tomb
“What does it matter?” His voice was so low and thin, that if Hermione had not seen his lips move, she would have sworn he hadn’t said anything at all.
A Trip to Hogsmeade
“Tell me, what are you thinking about?” Blaise asked.
An Early Present
And yet just when she thought the moment couldn’t be any more heavenly he said it:
What I Never Knew
“Because, you have changed. I don’t… I don’t think you really are as selfish and cruel as you make yourself out to be. I just don’t believe that anymore.” Hermione finished.
“What are you doing?” Hermione asked as she breathed out cool air.
The Coldest Christmas
“What are you asking me to do?” Hermione whispered. The color was long gone from her once beautifully flushed skin. Her eyes were hollow as they burned from looking into Draco’s.
She looked out of her window to see the sparkling stars, which then quickly converted to crystal eyes, his crystal eyes. She could see his silver gray icicle like irises glowing from the outside, boring into her and watching her sleep next to Blaise.
“DON’T call me Draco.” He replied in the most vehemently whispered voice Hermione ever heard. She tried to look in his eyes to see if there was any emotion other than pure hatred, and to her greatest misery, there was not. Nothing but coldness and anger outlined his chiseled face. His crystal eyes etched with venom, wanting nothing more than Hermione to let go of him. He shook off her hand and walked away.
“You support me, I support you right?” Hermione could hear Lavender and Parvati ‘aw’ behind her. She gulped.
“Come with me. Let’s leave Hogwarts Hermione. What is here for us anyway? What lessons could we possibly learn after all we’ve been through? There is nothing for us here.” Draco implored. The longing returned to his eyes. It broke Hermione’s heart.
“Oh just say it!” Hermione pleaded.
Happy Valentine's Day
“Oh and lastly, I was asked that I propose this. There has been word of a Valentine’s Day dinner party at Rosemerta’s Pub on Valentine’s Day. I would like to know if you would approve of this. All the prefects have consented, in addition to many other students. It would be 6th and 7th years only.” Hermione finished.
The following hour was torturous for her. She watched as Blaise and Draco were carefree, enjoying life like nothing was wrong, while she sat there calculating what she was to do and what was going on.
Green and Silver Envy
Hermione tried very hard to sit still and seem consumed in her reading. She didn’t want to let them know she could hear perfectly what they were saying.
The Witch's Hunt
Hermione knew that if she asked him no to go, he wouldn’t. But they both knew that Hermione would not plead for him to stay. It would be from her own love and wanting of his success in life that she would tell him to grasp the opportunity at hand. She would encourage him to take the deal even though it would destroy any possible future they had together.
“Shut up!” Hermione bellowed back. She didn’t want to hear anymore of this.
But now, the cool liquid was searing down her throat as she drank. She looked around. Tears began to sting her eyes as she remembered Blaise. Everyone’s blurry faces reminded her of him. And of Draco. She took another large gulp.
Finally Parting Ways
“Hello darling.” Mrs. Granger replied sweetly.
Get access to every new feature the moment it comes out.Register Today!