Dramione-A forbidden Love

Chapter 42

Draco's POV

I had no idea why I was even here.

This morning I woke up in the little guestroom where I lived now. I woke up and knew that this day was different than other days.
I stood up and walked into the kitchen. Luna was already there. "Hey Draco." She said. I mumbled something back. She looked at me.

After the end of the battle I knew, although potter won and the Dark Lord was gone, that I wasn't really safe. The order and new ministry would only see my dark Mark and although I didn't went to voldemort and stayed, they would want to punish me. And what was left of the death eaters, well I didn't really want to know what they had in mind for me. Maybe I could've want back to my parents and now that my aunt was dead I might be safe there. But honestly, I didn't want that. Tomorrow my father had his hearing. No idea what will be the end for him but no good probably. So when I wandered through the castle, not sure where to go, I sat down at my and hermiones classroom.
Maybe I hoped that she would show up. But of course she didn't. She won. She celebrated probably and also cried. I heart  about fred Weasley and professor lupin. To be honest even I was sad about that. I never admitted it but I liked them both.
Instead of Hermione, Luna came.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked. I came back to the present. "Just thinking about how I ended here." She smiled. "Yeah you seemed so lost that moment. I had to ask you." Yeah. The moment she made the proposal I thought to say no. Move in with Luna? I really thought that it was a bad idea. "Haha yeah and I could really saw you thinking!" I smiled. "I had to admit that you're probably the last person not to judge me." Luna smiled. "Hermione wouldn't judge you too." I said nothing. I hadn't hear from her since the end of the war. I did safe her life but I really thought it was over between us.
"Hey, why are you dressed like this?" I suddenly asked. Luna was wearing... a dress I think. But it wasn't colorful it was really dark and more black than I ever saw on her.
"Funeral. Tonks, freds and lupins." She answered. Oh God. Today? I had to sit down. "When?" I asked. "In one hour." She looked at me. "Do you want to come? Sure you're not invited but you can hide somewhere and when everyone's gone you can say goodbye." She said. I looked up and nodded. "Yeah. I need to Do that."

So that's why I was here.
Like Luna said I hode at the funeral. I stood at the back, nobody noticed me. I heart all the speeches and I was so said suddenly. It was my fault. I wanted to run to the front. Wanted to apologize. But I stayed where I was.
When the funeral was over I went to a corner where nobody noticed me.
Then I went to the front. I sat down and looked to the coffins. My head was empty. What did I do here? I was the enemy. I always laughed at professor lupin. I always laughed at the Weasleys. I never said anything nice about tonks.
"I'm sorry you all died. I'm sorry I never took the chance to get to know you. I'm sorry I didn't do anything to help you." I finally whispered. Tears came into my eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I heart a voice. I turned my head fastly. Hermione stood there, a face full of pain. The moment she asked I slapped myself inside of me. What was I doing here? I didn't lost anything inside of here. "I don't know." I whispered. "I don't know, I felt so bad I... I will go now. You look beautiful Hermione and I am so sorry for your losses." And I hurried away.

Hermione's POV

Confused I looked at Draco when he ran away. Why didnt he talk to me? I wasn't judging him. It wasn't an attack. It was nice of him to feel that he should say goodbye. I wanted to go after him but he was already gone. Disapparated I thought.
I went back to the borrow. The others were already there and sat  in the kitchen. George wasn't there.
"Hey, what took you so long?" Ginny asked me. "I... Draco was there." I said and looked at her, tears came back into my eyes. "What?" She and Harry asked at the same time. "Yeah. When I came back he sat there. But when I asked him he went away. I couldn't speak to him." Ron laughed drily. "He didn't have anything to do there! It was remembering for the lover ones. Not death eaters!" He said angrily. I gasped. Why was he so mean? But maybe he was right. Ginny stood up. "Ron get the hell out of here! And Harry, I'm sorry you too. Hermione and I need to speak." While Ron stormed out of the room, angry as he could be, harry only kissed Ginny on the forehead and went upstairs.
"Hey, come here." She said. "Why are you crying now?" I sobbed. "I have no idea. Maybe because of what Ron said. And that Draco didn't speak with me. It's right he didn't  belong there. Why didn't he talk to me?" Ginny let me cry. She sighted. "I don't know. I have no idea how to help you." She said honestly. I didn't answer. There was no help for us. I had no idea where he was no, he had so many secrets right now. I couldn't imagine how we could ever found out way back together.