The Dying Flower

20|This is all fake!

The air was colder and the trees weren't filled with colorful red and yellow leaves anymore they were naked. November was here and it didn't surprise many.

The first week of November ended quicker than a snitch and Hermione Jean Granger was done with everything, with Ron, with quidditch, with friends, with school, with life.

It was too much to handle, she started to skip classes so she can finish work that was due late, all because of quidditch. Quidditch was over powering with her time, she only wanted to read, but Harry wants them to win no matter what it takes. Ron was getting more and more abusive to Hermione, making her think twice about life.

That's why she is here, ready to jump. Ready to end it.

"They don't care about you, they only care about themselves. This is just a dream that you will wake up from, your parents will be by your side when you wake. You made up this world, this fantasy, this lie. So just jump it will be okay," a voice in Hermione's head said to her, and she was listening to it.

She was inches away from the edge of the astronomy tower, only a few more steps till she'll wake up from this world and then wake in the one she belongs in.

"Don't do it, they do care about you Harry, Ginny, Valentine even Theo and Blaise maybe Draco as well, so don't jump! They care deeply so don't take your life away from the people who care about you," an other voice said trying to convince Hermione to stay, making tears come down her cheeks.

She didn't listen to the voice tell her to stay, she took one step then she was falling to the earth.

"Freedom," Hermione said to the earth around her, it started to rain as if cry for an other life taken.

She closed her eyes as she was getting closer to the ground. Closer, closer then she blacked out.

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Warmth was around Hermione, she was laying on something soft and comfortable. Her eyes were still closed not daring to open them, a bright light was on top of her she tried to close her eyes more so the light wouldn't bother her, but it was too bright.

Hermione couldn't take it, her curiousty won over her, she opened her eyes to find that she was in a dark green room. She looked down she was in a bed with green sheats and her clothes weren't her own. She was wearing a very large sweatshirt and large sweatpants, not her school uniform. Her hair was still wet from the rain.

Is this heaven? Or is this hell?

There were two doors to the right of the bed, the room was dark, but there were three candles by the doors so you can see the doors just fine.

One of the doors opened suddenly making Hermione jump, someone walked in the with a tray in both hands. The person almost dropped the tray when he or she saw Hermione staring at them.

"Hermione, you're awake thank Merlin," the person said and ran with the tray to Hermione. " You scared the hell out of me!"

Once the person was in the light, Hermione ran out of the bed and hind, hoping that who she saw was just her imagination.

"Hermione?" Draco asked walking closer to her.

"I didn't wake up?" Hermione asked him, but it was more to herself, the question cought him off guard because he looked shocked.

"Hermione what are you talking about?" Draco asked getting closer to her.

"I was supposed to wake up, this,"Hermione waved her hand into a rainbow meaning 'everything'," is not real, you aren't real, my whole life I made up in my mind," Hermione said to him.

"Hermione I am REAL," Draco said while putting his hands on her shoulders." What the hell where you thinking?!"

"To be honest I wasn't really thinking," Hermione answered meekly.

"Granger you're suppose to be 'the brightness witch of your age'," Draco said, but nearly yelled." Think of what your friends would go through if you died, and your boyfriend would be devastated."

Hermione scoffed at the word 'boyfriend'.

"Hermione what's the matter with you? Your acting as if they don't care or love you," Draco stated.

"Draco this is all fake," Hermione laughed, making Draco's grip her shoulders tighter.

"This is all REAL," Draco said frustrated with the Gryffindor in front of him,"what did he do?"

"What?" Hermione said startled by Draco's random question.

"What did Weasel do to you?"

"I-I don't know wh-what you are talking about?"

"Hermione I am a Legilimens, ever wonder why I didn't give you, Potter and Weasel to Voldemort?"

"Oh my fudging Merlin!"

"So I can read your mind, but I want you to tell what he did."

"He did nothing to-"

"Okay I asked you nicely, so you leave me no choice."

In a second Draco read Hermione's mind, thoughts and memories.

"Hermione how long has he been abusing you?" Draco asked her, his hands still on her shoulders.

"Half a year," Hermione mumbled with tears coming down her face.

"Hermione," Draco said with pity in his voice and then he gave her a hug.

"I don't want your pity!"Hermione yelled and broke out of the hug.

"Hermione I can help,"Draco said to her, she looked up at him to see in his eyes where looking at her meaning every word.

"No thank you," Hermione said and the walked out of his dark room to her's.

Once she was in her own to she screamed into her pillow, letting all her anger out.

"I was supposed to wake up," she said to herself with more tears coming down her cheeks.

She cried herself to sleep that night, but not knowing she fell asleep in his sweatshirt and sweatpants.

A/N: I swear if you are singing 'Sweatshirt' by Jacob Sartorius I will- I don't know what I'll do but it won't be pretty. Oh and I think that Draco is a legilimens, just think about it for a second okay, I think it would be a great theory.Oh and if you haven't seen Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, you wouldn't know what that is so sorry for that spoiler. Anyway thank you for 100 reads it may not seem a lot to many, but to me it means the world. Thank you thank you thank you. I literally screamed when I saw that I got 100 reads, so thank you again.