Part 16: Difficult Decisions
The narrowest path
Is always the holiest
So walk on barefoot for me
Suffer some misery
If you want my love
If you want my love
Man will survive
The harshest conditions
And stay alive
Through difficult decisions
So make up your mind for me
Walk the line for me
If you want my love
If you want my love
"Judas", Depeche Mode
It was like drowning in deep dark waters, and then, just when you had lost every hope, being pulled up again, towards the light. The light in which Draco blinked trying to focus on the surroundings.
"What?" He wondered aloud, while struggling to get up.
"Stay down. You're still too weak," a voice said calmly.
Draco sighed, lying back.
"Granger. I must have fallen asleep," he stated, tiredly, closing his eyes, missing the witch's strange expression.
"And what did you dream?" Hermione asked after a while.
"Stuff. My seventh year..."
Harry...
God, Draco... I love you.
Please, don't do it...
Draco's eyes snapped open and he looked at Hermione, worriedly.
"Granger... Hermione. It was a dream, wasn't it?" he murmured, unsure.
The witch's answer was a very sad expression.
"Fuck!" He snapped, finally getting up.
Hermione flinched, coming out of her reverie. Malfoy, swearing? Finally she sighed, tired, knowing that explanations were in order.
"As I believe you understand, you weren't dreaming. I removed the memory charm I cast back then. And for this reason, you quickly regained your lost memories. It works as a dream, but if you think about your seventh year, now, you'll remember exactly what you think you were dreaming," she said, calmly.
Draco stopped to look at her. He was pacing in the room, confused.
"Wait. You're telling me that I really did that? To him?"
Hermione sighed and looked at him, seriously.
"Yeah, we really did that. To him."
Draco seemed to consider that information carefully.
"I want my cigarettes. And then I want to talk. There are some things I don't understand," he murmured, disappearing behind Harry's door.
Hermione shook her head. There were many things that she didn't understand either. She could only suppose. But the truth was bigger than it seemed. And the guilt unbearable. Draco came back after a while. He looked at the witch worriedly. Hermione seemed so tired. He placed a hand on her shoulder, gently.
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Fanfic⚠︎This is not mine, for offline purpose only to satisfy my need and i also want to share it with all of you in case you haven't read it Original Author: blue Original Publisher: angelfire.com Link to the story https://www.angelfire.com/comics/gold_r...
