Path | Dramione

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-Hermione Granger-

Draco stares at me blankly and I huff, climbing out of my bed and walking into my closet. I put on a sports bra and sweat pants and walk out of the room without looking back at him.

I head into the kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee.

"I don't know what you expect from me" I hear Draco's strong and deep voice say as he walks out of my bedroom with his dark jeans on.

"Oh I don't expect shit" I groan and gulp down some more coffee. "I knew what I was getting into"

"Then what do you want"

"I want to help you get better!"

I slam my cup down on the counter and it falls over as I turn around to face him.

"Well you can't do anything about that!!" He growls in an annoyed tone, walking towards me.

"WATCH ME!" I scream as he walks right up to me, so he is towering over me and trying to intimidate me, but it doesn't work.

I go to push him away but he catches my wrists in one swift movement. "Dont" he growls lowly and I stare up at him in anger and sadness.

Im sad because he was hurt or neglected so much that he decided to not feel ever again. And I want to help him.

But I'm angry because he won't let me help and doesn't want my help. I WANT TO HELP.

"Don't What? Don't care? Like you, well I'm sorry, I'm not like you" I say with sarcasm and annoyance. "I don't decide not to feel ever again, I hold on!! No matter how hard it is! I. Hold. On!" His eyes soften a bit but his grip tightens. I glance down at them for just a split second and look back up at him.

"I don't know what happened! But all I can do is help now!! When I found out how bad..this was" I mention his condition and he scowls. "I felt sad, my heart hurt! It was his pit in my stomach that made me sick! All I wanted to do was help! And now I have the chance! So just let me!"

His grip tightens again and I whimper quietly. "I told you" he grits and inches his face closer. His voice is cold and dangerous and I bite my tongue to stop from screaming. "I don't want your help."

He lets go of my wrists and I rub them, I'm definitely going to have bruises. Draco starts to walk out of my small kitchen when I speak up again.

"I know" I start and he visibly tenses. "But I'm going to help anyway..."

He turns around and his eyes and face are still stone, no emotion. Just a blank canvas that needs to be painted and his heart a defaulted key that needs to be fixed.

Without another word he goes back into my bedroom and in less then a minuet he comes back out, fully dressed and ready to leave.

And he leaves in silence, leaving me alone to process what just happened.

But I don't care how aggressive and violent he will get because those things are triggered from anger, which is an emotion. A very strong one, so if I could punch that wall just a little harder, maybe we will make way. He could hurt me...like he did just slightly today, but I won't stop. And I never will, because he needs help, even if he doesn't know it. And I'm going to be the one that gives it to him.

Whether he likes it or not.