Prologue
Hermione never thought she could cry that much in her life. She put her knees up to her chin, sobbing into her robes, her hair bushy as ever, and her eyes puffy and red. Stop, Herm, its just a guy! She thought to herself. Its just a guy! But how could he do this to her? Just because she didn't have that much time, they never reached an ending when they were falling apart. Now it was beginning of 7th year, and here he was, holding hands with another girl. Its nothing! But it was. Its just a guy herm, its just a guy...one voice argued with the other in the head. BUT HE WAS MY GUY....He was my guy...
Draco looked at Sarah, she was sleeping steadily against the tree, her hair sprayed out against the hard wood. Her eyes were closed, but if she opened them he knew he would meet a pair of great blue eyes there. He sat down across from her. Her hair was different from Hermione, it was smooth and soft. He smiled a little, but felt his heart sank. Sarah was just a friend when they met, and now they were more closer. Then he felt a surge of guilt feel through him. Hermione had taken a chance, give up everything just to be with him, and look what he was doing. But he felt it was time he stepped up. She was always studying, always doing everything with her wonder boys without him. She didn't seem to have time for him anymore. And it didn't seem like they were together anymore. Of course, as he looked up the Hogwarts Castle, his eye caught on Hermione's prefect room, which revealed a slender girl crying her heart out, which she probably was.
Hermione let her robes flow about her very skin, holding tightly onto her hair. She lay there, and was going to till she died. She didn't need hurting right now, and the only person she thought that cared about her was now going off with another girl. But then she heard a knock outside the door. She didn't answer. "Herm?" a voice called from the other end. His voice was steady, and she knew it belonged to Draco. It was the first time he had ever called her that. She didn't answer. He banged on the door. "Whats wrong Herm?" he yelled through the door. Hermione felt her stomach rumble in fury. She opened the door harshly. "WHATS WRONG? Whats wrong? I see you with that freaking t-ramp and your asking me whats wrong!" she yelled, hitting him on the side of his head. Draco clutched it. "Ow!" he exclaimed. "Get out, MALFOY! Don't you dare talk to me again!" she yelled, having an urge to smack him, but she didn't. She slammed the door in his face, leaning against it, tears rolling about her face.
Hermione never thought she could cry that much in her life. She put her knees up to her chin, sobbing into her robes, her hair bushy as ever, and her eyes puffy and red. Stop, Herm, its just a guy! She thought to herself. Its just a guy! But how could he do this to her? Just because she didn't have that much time, they never reached an ending when they were falling apart. Now it was beginning of 7th year, and here he was, holding hands with another girl. Its nothing! But it was. Its just a guy herm, its just a guy...one voice argued with the other in the head. BUT HE WAS MY GUY....He was my guy...
Draco looked at Sarah, she was sleeping steadily against the tree, her hair sprayed out against the hard wood. Her eyes were closed, but if she opened them he knew he would meet a pair of great blue eyes there. He sat down across from her. Her hair was different from Hermione, it was smooth and soft. He smiled a little, but felt his heart sank. Sarah was just a friend when they met, and now they were more closer. Then he felt a surge of guilt feel through him. Hermione had taken a chance, give up everything just to be with him, and look what he was doing. But he felt it was time he stepped up. She was always studying, always doing everything with her wonder boys without him. She didn't seem to have time for him anymore. And it didn't seem like they were together anymore. Of course, as he looked up the Hogwarts Castle, his eye caught on Hermione's prefect room, which revealed a slender girl crying her heart out, which she probably was.
Hermione let her robes flow about her very skin, holding tightly onto her hair. She lay there, and was going to till she died. She didn't need hurting right now, and the only person she thought that cared about her was now going off with another girl. But then she heard a knock outside the door. She didn't answer. "Herm?" a voice called from the other end. His voice was steady, and she knew it belonged to Draco. It was the first time he had ever called her that. She didn't answer. He banged on the door. "Whats wrong Herm?" he yelled through the door. Hermione felt her stomach rumble in fury. She opened the door harshly. "WHATS WRONG? Whats wrong? I see you with that freaking t-ramp and your asking me whats wrong!" she yelled, hitting him on the side of his head. Draco clutched it. "Ow!" he exclaimed. "Get out, MALFOY! Don't you dare talk to me again!" she yelled, having an urge to smack him, but she didn't. She slammed the door in his face, leaning against it, tears rolling about her face.