Hermione's point of view
Uh oh. I'm in trouble. Ginny grabbed my hand and started dragging me away. I waved goodbye to Draco and Harry. Not to Ronald. He's dead to me. It seems like he and Draco had switched places. I always thought that Ron would be who I ended up with. I guess not. Ron used to be my safe harbor. My best friend. I used to feel safe around him. I used to be able to tell him everything. I can't anymore. But maybe.... Maybe I could do these things with Draco? He's been acting more like a friend than Ronald. He's somehow always there to catch me. Literally and figuratively. I thought back to the first time he caught me. How safe I felt there. Even before this new found friendship. And when he held me the night I broke down. I keep thinking back to it but, my only memory after breaking down is the smell of his cologne, the sound of his heartbeat, and a gentle swaying motion. As if he were rocking me. Or.....Carrying me? It had to be him. Who else would have been there to do it, or would have put forth the effort into making it like a palace? He's been so sweet and caring lately. He really has changed. I thought back to when he caught me, I snorted. More like I landed on him. He had ran his fingers through my hair. I loved it. I loved idle touches, as if it's second nature. Like brushing my hair behind my ear, or running the back of his hand down the side of my face, or putting his hand on the small of my back. They're so gentle, they make me feel so loved. I just wish I had someone to do it. Suddenly I saw Draco doing these things. His large hands that could do so much damage, passing on the gentlest of touches. I saw his soft pink lips first pressed against my hand, then my forehead, then against my own lips. I gave an involuntary sigh. What's wrong with me? I had been so lost in my own thoughts about Draco, that I hadn't even noticed we were in the dormitory. I might as well get it out of the way now. "So.... What did you need help with?" I said nonchalantly. As if I don't know she dragged me up here to talk about Draco. "What is going on between you and Draco?" she blurted out. I didn't want to answer. Not because I don't trust Ginny, it's just that I don't know myself. "I don't know Gin. He's been really nice to me lately and a great friend......" I started. "But?" Ginny said. "But it's starting to seem like he's more than my friend." I said, stumbling over the words. "Why, what, how?" she said. I told her everything. From the astronomy tower, to breaking down, to the beautiful room. She pulled me into the tightest hug I've ever been in. "oh Mione. I'm so sorry, I never knew you were that unhappy. Are you doing any better?" she let go so I could answer. "I don't know. Sometimes I'm crumpled over in pain and others I think I might actually be happy. I don't know if I'm better or not." "I'm guessing the times you feel happy are mostly with Draco?" she said, with a mischievous smile. Ugh. This girl will be the death of me. Too many questions, not enough answers. I thought about the tree, the library, potions class. Damn. She's right. "yes....." I answered sheepishly. " so?" she said. "What?" I asked confused " Do you like him?" she asked. Shit. "ummm......I don't know.... Maybe?" I said. I looked down, embarrassed by my confession... And how good it felt to admit it. "What?!?"
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Draco's point of view.
I stayed under the tree for hours. I don't know why, I guess I was hoping Hermione would come back. She didn't. Her girl talk must have taken longer than most. I wonder what she said. Does she have feelings for me? Ugh. I hate needing help, but I need the weaslettes. I just hope she'll help me. First, I need to make Hermine feel better. If she was here, she needed a distraction.
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The next day
Hermione's point of view
I spread jam on my toast. It's owl delivery day. I won't get any mail. I haven't since the war, except the occasional fan mail. I made a scrap book out of all of then. I read them when I feel worthless. So, I pretty much have all of then memorized. I was also surprised when a letter landed in front of me. It read like this
hєrmíσnє,
Í'm ѕσrrч чσu'rє ín pαín. Í wíѕh thєrє wαѕ ѕσmєthíng í cσuld dσ. Í wαnt, ѕσ вαdlч, tσ hєlp чσu. í cσuldn't thínk σf αnчthíng tσ hєlp чσur prєdícαmєnt, ѕσ. í thσught í cσuld juѕt вє hєrє fσr чσu. íf thєrє íѕ αnчthíng чσu nєєd, αll чσu muѕt dσ íѕ αѕk.
ѕíncєrєlч чσurѕ,
drαcσ
A smile spreads across my face, my cheeks burn red as I turn to see him looking at me. He smiles back at me. I hope he can't see my blush from that far away. " Whatcha got there?" Harry asked. I folded the letter and put it in my book. "oh......Nothing." I said smiling. " someone's happy today." he says. I just look at him and smile. "It's about time. We missed that smile. I thought you and the Grinch had switched places." he said jokingly. " oh shut up" I said. I grabbed a handful of apple slices and threw them at him. "you know you love me Mione." he said confidently. " you're a presumptuous arse but you're like a brother to me." I admitted "And you're a sister to me." he said. I got up after I finished. I walked to potions and waited outside. I heard footsteps and looked up. A smile spread across my face, it was Draco. " thank you so much for the letter." I said. He enveloped me in a tight hug. Holding me together. His cologne the only thing I'm able to breath in. I love it. " Anything for you Hermione." hmmmm. "Anything?" "Anything." he says. Got him. "Kiss me."
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Dramione: its magic
RomanceAfter a severely depressed Hermione throws herself off the astronomy tower, she is caught by none other than Draco Malfoy himself. What will she do now that she owes her mortal enemy her life?