Ruined (Dramione)

II - The Party

3 months after the wizarding war, the Hogwarts was restored and Professor McGonagall held a victory party for the defeat of Lord Voldemort and for our graduation.

Everyone was getting ready but me, I don't want to go. Everyone mourned, moved on and continued their lives but I still can't.

The awful thing Draco didhaunt me every night every time I drift to sleep.

And still, I didn't tell it to either Ginny or Ron, especially to Harry. I just kept it to myself.

I pity myself for being weak. For being helpless.For not fighting back.

I cannot blame anyone but me. Because I am weak. I am not as strong as what others thought of me.

"Hermione! You'll graduate in fifteen minutes, why aren't you getting ready?!" Ginny shouted. I just looked at her. She was in all smiles. Her aura is radiating inside our dormitory.

"I'm not feeling well." I said but she just dragged me out of bed and pushed inside the bathroom.

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The seventh years and the other students are dancing, partying in the Great Hall but I just sat there, holding a piece of parchment and miniature stone statue of us [Me, Ron and Harry] for becoming the Second Wizarding War heroes.

"Hermione are you okay? You seemed quiet." Harry said as he sits beside me and put down some pudding in front of me for me to eat.

"I'm fine really." I said then I managed to smile a little bit.

"No I don't believe you.Hermione." Harry said.

"I'm just tired. I want to sleep. Mind if I head back to the dormitories?" I said. Harry just sighed. He really knows that something's wrong with me. He's my best friend after all.

"Okay. Have a good night."

"Enjoy the party." I said then marched out of the Great Hall.

I was walking when somebody held my arm and dragged me to somewhere. It was dark so I cannot see his or her face properly.

We finally stopped at an empty classroom, far from the Great Hall.Far from everyone.

"Granger." I looked up and saw a pair of gray and pale mesmerizing orbs looking at me.

It was him.

It was the man who ruined me.The man who took my purity.

No other than, Draco Lucius Malfoy.

"What do you want Malfoy?" I said. Strengthening my voice. But fear and hatred was overpowering my senses. It's making me weak and vulnerable.

He snatched the parchment and miniature statue in my hand and placed it on the table beside me. My hands were trembling as he slowly walks to me.

"What do you want Malfoy?" I repeated.

He didn't answer me. Instead, he lowered his head and crushed his lips to mine. As he laid me in the table.

"No! Please! Help!" I shouted as loud as I can but again, no one heard me. There are a lot of people here in this place but again, no one heard me.

And for the second time, I let him ruin me.

I let him overpower my senses.

And I pity myself for doing nothing.

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I cried myself in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom all night after Malfoy left me.

I want to punish him! I want to strangle him! But I want to punish myself even more for letting him do this to me.

The next morning, while we're looking for empty compartments, I saw him and his fellow Slytherin, Astoria Greengrass, snogging like there's no one's watching. Astoria is particularly sitting on Malfoy's lap.

He caught my chocolate brown eyes and just smirked at me.

I just walk away and fortunately I found an empty compartment. I locked myself in and cried all the way back to London.

Of course. Why would he date Gryffindor? It's a disgrace on his family. Why would he date a Mudblood like me?

He will always choose a pureblood. A pureblood that is more worthy of him. Not a filthy Mudblood like me.

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