Hermione's Pov:
In under 24hours, I have had two boys confess to me. Two completely different boys, and two different confessions. One, the boy who I've trusted and cared for says that with more time, he could've loved me. Another, who's known me for years tells me that no matter what I do, he will be there because he does love me...
Oh Merlin, help me...please
flashback:
Freddie presses a quick, soft kiss to my forehead, and leaves the corridor, spinning in a little circle at the end, waving to me, and then turning up the staircase. Walking into the common room, I take off my shoes and practically drop my bag onto the couch. Climbing the stairs in an almost petrified, zombie-like state, I go into my room and collapse onto my bed.
end flashback:
When I chose to re-sort, I was only thinking about what it was id been through with Harry, Ron, and Ginny, I never really stopped to think about the others. About Neville and Luna and aghh, great now my head is all muddled up and I don't know what to do. Walking up into my room, I can't stop my hands from shaking, just small twitches, which turn into small spasms, moving one hand to clutch my stomach I ball the other into a fist and push it into my mouth to stop the sobs fighting to escape.
My friends weren't there when I had to make a decision before, then Draco isn't here when I need to make a decision now...
Draco, that lying prick, if he wants to go and snog Parkerson then he can but there's no reason for him to do it right in the doorway to our common room.
oh god, I'm losing everything, I've lost Harry and Ginny, lost Draco who I thought was my- I don't even know what he was meant to be, I'm losing Teddy, the panic and sadness in me start to morph. It bubbles and churns into a fit of rage, but before I could hone into it a knock sounded at my door. Rising from my bed I walk over to it limbs stiff and cramping, I glance at my clock and realise it's only just over a half-hour to dinner. Another round of banging on the door pulls me from my shock. Stretching my arms and rubbing my lower back, I pull the door open to see Draco leaning against the door frame, his face only arms length away from mine,
"What do you want" holding the door so that I was only half visible, one hand clutching the frame, and the other shaking next to me, oh no.
"So hostile, Granger" smirking, he leans in closer to me, since when does he call me Granger?, "I just wanted to know how long you and Weasle-bee have been a thing" mimicking him, I adjust my stance with the door, and plaster a smirk on my face
"Why Malfoy, jealous?"
"Ha as if, why would I be jealous of him when he's now stuck with you"
I don't know what it was, but I knew it was a familiar pain. The pain I've only read about in books, so strange to feel myself, but I could feel it. I could feel something in me shattering, not my heart, but closer, I could feel it in the space between my heart and stomach. I could feel my lungs stop working, my heart cringes in on itself, my stomach churned and my head goes fuzzy. I can feel the tears, threatening to burst like a cracking dam. Feel the hurt, like a flower blooming fast in my chest, its roots spreading throughout me.
'God, I'm so sick of crying'
Taking a small, but deep, breath, I steady myself and pray that my voice will be even and assertive, but know that it's only a matter of time before I break,
"Well then, I guess I shouldn't waste any more of your time. Wouldnt want you to be stuck with me when your new girlfriend is waiting for you. How long has that been going on, by the way?"
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