Blood Red, Snow White | Dramione ✔

23. The Request

Hermione ran towards the bathroom, her tears were threatening to spill. She slammed the door shut and locked it with charms that alohomora couldn't open. She quickly cast a muffliato and looked at herself in the mirror. Tears began to make their way down her cheeks and she crumpled to the floor. She was breathing hard, her breath was raspy. She told herself not to cry but she couldn't hold it together anymore.

You really love her, don't you ?

Luna's words cut through her heart. So everybody knew about Draco's love. It wasn't her imagination. He really loved someone.

She screamed in agony and put her head on the door while sitting on the cold bathroom floor.

"I love you, Draco. I love you. ", a sob escaped her lips and she squeezed her eyes shut. Her heart was hurting. Her mind was hurting. She was hurting.

Unbeknownst to her, Draco Malfoy was sitting on the other side of the door, repeating. " I love you, Hermione. I love you."

If only she hadn't cast the silencing charm.

Hermione woke up to the bright beams of the sun through the mosaic glass window. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. She was sitting in the bathroom, her head resting on the door. The night's events came flying in and she massaged her temples. She got up and looked at herself and sighed.

No wonder he doesn't love you she thought.

She freshened up a bit and opened the door. Something fell with a loud 'thud' and she looked outside the door and saw that it was Draco.

Draco groaned and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and opened them. He was on the ground. He looked up and saw Hermione.

Oh.

Was all he could think of.

"Morning." He greeted her with a smile.

She returns it and mumbles a morning. Draco sighs.

" Breakfast ?", he asked.

Hermione taps her foot impatiently.

How could he not be pissed at her ? She ruined their dinner. The Dinner that he had planned and arranged. She was a horrible person. She almost cried out loud. But, she felt a lot better this morning. May be she really was just tired last night ? Or may be it was the fact that Draco was sleeping outside the door.

" Malfoy.", she calls him by his surname.

" Mhmmm."He mumbles while making breakfast.

" Malfoy.", she emphasises his surname.

" Yeah Granger. ", he mocks with a smile.

" Why are you pretending that everything is normal when it clearly isn't ??", she snapped.

Draco huffs. He was hoping she wouldn't bring it up.

" Can we not talk about it ? Please ?", he asks almost pleadingly.

" No! We have to!", she bites back.

" Fine. But after breakfast.", he places the pancakes on their 6 seater dinner table.

"Come on.", he calls her.

Hermione huffs and puffs but follows nonetheless.

Draco starts eating and notices that she hasn't eaten more than two bites.

" Didn't like it ?", he asked innocently.

Hermione glares at him and drops her fork. " Please. I need to talk about it right now !"

Draco thinks about denying but stops.

" Fine.", his jaw clenched.

" Why are you still so nice to me?", she asked softly.

Draco's expression turns to a confused one. He certainly wasn't expecting this. He thought she would ask him that why he loved her. Or why did he never tell her. Or something like that.

" And why shouldn't I be? I'm usually nice to you, aren't I ?"

"That's what I'm saying Draco! You're always so nice to me and I have to ruin everything! You planned the whole party to my liking. I know you don't like candles and flowers and all that romantic stuff, yet you did it. For me. And look what I did in return. I don't even know what happens to me! I'm crazy-", Draco cuts her off.

" Hermione no! No you aren't crazy. If anything then his whole situation is crazy."

"No Draco, don't stop me today. I have to take this all out. It's weighing too much! I-i just can't. This is hurting me!", a small sob escaped her lips.

By this time, Hermione was standing in front of Draco's chair and breathing heavily. And Draco's eyes were wide opened.

" Hermione!", he rushed to her side.

" Why are you crying? Just tell me. Tell me what hurts you. I'll leave it. I'll throw it out. I'll stop doing it. Anything Hermione, anything!", he pleads and begins to rub her ice cold hands between his own.

"Your love.", she whispered.

Draco's eyes widened.

"Wh-what? ", he manages to stutter.

" I I Draco.... I can't.....knowing....that you...you love.", she breaks down again. Draco's hands stop rubbing hers and now he's just staring at her with wide eyes.

" I can't. ", he whispers.

Hermione shakes her head, growing frantic, and darts barefooted from the house before she can form a coherent sentence and disapparates, leaving a broken Draco behind.

*******

Harry and Ginny are cuddled up on the sofa when they heard a 'pop'. They both sit up and are surprised to see a very dishevelled looking Hermione standing in the doorway.

" Hermione!", Ginny rushed to her side.

" Mione are you okay ?", Harry came and placed a hand on her forearm.

" I-I left him.", her voice was hoarse.

" Left who?", Ginny asked. Her eyes widening.

" D-Draco. ", Hermione breaks down.

Ginny is too shocked to do anything so Harry hugs her and holds her in place.

" It's...its going to be okay. You can tell us more if you want to.", he whispered softly to her.

" No Harry. I-I'm fine. Just give me a room for a few days, if you don't mind of course. "

"Are you crazy?!", Harry almost yelled.

" You're my sister and you're more than welcome to stay here for as long as you'd like."

"Thanks Harry. ", she whispered.

" It's no problem. I'll show you to your room.", Harry holds her hand and leads her towards the guest room.

Ginny sighed and pinched her nose.

*******

Meanwhile, Draco had broken everything that he could break. Shattered glass lay everywhere. Pieces of china, and ruined placemats. Broken chairs and scratched table. And there in the middle of this mess sat Draco Malfoy. His head was in his hands and he was shaking violently. He was crying. He was weeping. He was sobbing. He found it hard to breathe. The oxygen seemed to be lessening, minute by minute, second by second.

And Draco Malfoy blacked out; His hands bloody and his feet sliced open.