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Its a busy day for Hermione Granger as she is met with one piece of big news after another and just when she thinks she has found some peace and quiet a familar face appears.
Should I Be Falling
Hermione and Ron have a confrontation causing Hermione to slip out to a quiet place to think. But will she be alone for long?
Surviving Amelia, Enduring Ron
Hermione and Draco feel as though they are being backed into a corner by their partners. Can they do anything to break free?
Weeks pass and have things really changed between Hermione and Ron?
Draco has a fuelled evening as two familar faces find there way to him.
Hermione and Draco find themselves feeling very confused after the moment they shared and Hermione has a confrontation with Ron that takes an unexpected turn.
He frowned at the urgency in which she was trying to get rid of him. Hermione quickly pulled a bag of Floo Powder out from her desk drawer and chucked it at Draco. “Get out of here now!” she exclaimed. Draco, still looking confused, stepped into the fireplace and within moments was gone in a swirl of green flames.
Two Hearts In Pieces
Hermione laughed at him scornfully. “That’s only one bloody person Draco! One! Do you have any idea what I would lose if people found out about you and me! Do you have any idea what you would lose!” She yelled. Draco looked taken aback. “The Daily Prophet writes about me when I simply change my haircut! Can you imagine what they would write if I left my fiancée for an ex-death eater!”
The Ache In My Chest
He was going to tell her something. He had been prepared to say those three little words that she had been longing to hear. But she had stopped him before it was too late. As she gently rested her head upon the window she wondered; too late for what?
Within seconds she found herself right where she wanted to be. Outside The Green Serpent. The scent of whisky and sandalwood floated across the street as the door opened to a new customer. Eagerly she crossed the road and swept into the bar. The heat from the fires caused her cold skin to tingle and she smiled to herself. That sense of warmth was how she felt every time she was with Draco. She ran to the stairs that led to his office, taking them two at a time, the sound of her heels upon the wood echoing through the bar.
She lay back down and buried her face in her pillow and screamed as loudly as she could before it broke off into sobs. She punched at her mattress madly as her cries became louder, cascades of salty tears rolling down her cheeks. She wanted to die, right there. Just slip away slowly into the ether so she could finally be at peace. Her wrestling thoughts were too much to bear and with each new image of Draco and flash of Ron that crossed her mind she only became more confused.
Agony From Pain
Guests of the wedding were slowly filing out of the church. Some watched in horror, others surprise. Most of them apparated away quickly whilst others walked down the grassy bank to get a better look at what was going on. Ginny had pushed through the crowd and stood alongside Fleur, George and Angelina, watching in anguish as Ron tore towards Hermione. His wand pointed at Draco’s head.
Draco came behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered, “Why don’t you stay and find out.”
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