The Quiet Before The Storm- A Dramoine Story

21. Hurt

A/N:

Hey all! Thanks for sticking around, if you still are. I am so terribly sorry. I could not get much writing done. On a happier note, I am almost done with my college and I did start a job three months ago. But it has been really stressful managing work and college assignments together, to get some writing done. Corporate life is a bitch! I binge Netflix in the free times that I get. Not the healthiest choice but I get by.

I hope you continue to support this story. I am going to keep writing and finish it. May take some time but I definitely am going to complete it. Hope you like this chapter!

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Hermione's POV:

Why couldn't I stop? I asked myself repeatedly as the tears streamed down my cheeks. I was locked up in a stall of the Girl's toilet, again. Trolls don't teach me much lesson. I couldn't control my tears. Why was I hurt so much?

I should have known that he would never change. I didn't expect him to like me, now, did I? Maybe I didn't want him to like me but now, knowing that he doesn't and probably never will, it fucked me up. For a minute during the heated moment, I actually liked it. I wanted it to continue. I felt like it was meant to be. How could I be so stupid? How could I go crushing on someone I know is an arsehole, kiss him, and then let him break my heart? How could I think, even for a second, that he was capable of change? Maybe he wasn't responsible for Dumbledore's death or for being forced to be a Death Eater. He was, however, a bully. Someone who had tormented me for years. How could that ever change?

"Hermione! Are you in here?" I heard Ginny's voice calling out to me. I was supposed to meet her an hour ago.

"I am..." I heard the shake in my voice. I loathed myself for being so weak.

"'Mione? Are you OK?" Ginny asked, sounding concerned. "Come out where I can see you."

"In a minute." I told her and wiped my eyes with toilet paper. I controlled my tears and stepped out of the stall. Ginny rushed to me when she saw my face.

"Hermy? What happened to you?" she gasped and fresh tears threatened to spill. I didn't even remember drinking so much water.

"Nothing." I whispered.

"It doesn't look nothing. You snuck out of my room last night and I was woken up this morning by your burning coin in my pocket, saying you wanted to meet me. You then ditch that as well and are locked up in a bathroom stall, crying your eyes out. Tell me what is wrong?"

I bit my lip. How can I tell her about how mortified I was? I felt so stupid.

"Hermione!" She urged me, and I told her everything. Right from the drunken conversation with Draco to the kiss, right up till morning's incident and how he had hurt me.

"Oh, honey!" She hugged me, and I cried harder. Why the fuck wouldn't I stop crying?

"And he said this all of a sudden?"

"Yes." I sniffed. "We were having a normal conversation about last night. In fact, I think I even saw him flush slightly when I saw him in the morning, like he was remembering what happened. He was casual and then he makes such a remark. Ugh!" I groaned.

"Sounds like he is a stuck-up prick. You deserve better."

"Ginny! Till last night you wanted me to be with him. And now..."

"I never wanted you to be with him. I wanted you to see what you actually feel. Whether you decide to be with him or not is up to you. He is a changed guy and he does deserve a chance, but not if he is being a dick to you."