Our Memories [Dramione]

Our memories

Flashback:

Harry sat outside the tent and held guard for Hermione. Ron had left them and Hermione had cried herself to sleep....again. He couldn't stand it, not that the crying thing was anoying, but to see her so unhappy everyday was so hard for him.

This night he froze his ass off, almost. He took a look into the tent and saw Hermione sleeping peacefully. Then he heard footsteps a few meters away. For a while he thought it was Ron.

But the person came closer and he took out his....okay Hermione's wand, and pointed it at the shadow.

" Who's there?" The person appeared and he saw the blonde hair and immediately recognized him.
" Malfoy?"

" Hello Potter" Harry saw that he held something in his hand, but it wasn't his wand. " What do you want?" Harry said.

" I need you to do something for me"
" No I don't" Harry said, Draco stepped closer. " It's about Hermione"
He showed him what he held in his hand. Harry recognized it. It was the same thing Dumbledore had showed him just before he died.

" What is that?" Harry asked.

" They're memories Potter. If I die, I want her to see them. Please, do that for me"

End of Flashback

--/--

Hermione sat in the great hall after Harry had defeated the Dark Lord. She was happy that her best friend was alive, but unbelievable sad that the love of her life died.

Harry sat down next to her, and put an arm around her shoulders.

" There's something I want you to see"

--/--

Hermione stood with her face above the Penensive and doubted for a while. But Harry and Ron was with her, so eventually she dived into the pensive and a scene was created.

It was in their 2nd year just after Draco had called Hermione a mudblood. He sat in his room and wrote something. A letter?

' Dear Hermione, I'm so sorry for what I said to you. Please I didn't mean it, it just camed out. Give me another chance

Sincerly

D.M' Hermione felt a good feeling in her stomach, but that didn't last for long, because his Slytherin friends, Crabbe and Goyle, stormed into the room and ripped the letter inte pieces just infront of him.

A new scene was up and Hermione had just punched him in the face. " Whoa that Granger girl really got you, didn't she?" Blaise laughed when he saw his nose. " Blaise come on" Draco sighed.

" I don't know what I'm supose to do. I don't have a chance on her now"

" Keep trying, don't worry I'll be there for you" The scene disappeard and a new appeared.

The Yule ball, Merlin's beard she was beautiful. Draco just couldn't stop staring at her, he was drooling over her. He'd wanted to ask her but Krum asked her just before he had the chance.

In fifth year they shared their first kiss, and Hermine felt a tear escape her eye. They had secret meetings in the room of requierment and in the library at nights.

" I love you " she heard Draco say when they sat infront of a fire. " I love you too" she smiled.

In sixth year they made love for the first time, but things were starting to get ugly. The Dark Lord was out there and Draco had a mission. Just after Dumbledore died Draco had to break up with Hermione.

Hermione felt her heart was getting a huge break when she heard him say once again that she was one of his mistakes.

Then she saw Draco sit in his room abd writing a letter....again. But this time no one ripped it apart. She saw him when he hid it in the forbidden Forrest. The last thing she heard was

" Read it when you've seen this" That was Draco's voice and Hermione immdiatley flew up with her head from the penensive.

--/--

Hermione ran out from the castle and found the letter which she quickly started to read.

" Dear Hermione, I will be dead when you read this. I know we had a fight last time we saw each other. But one night when you and your friends was running around and searching for horrocruxes, I met Harry. I gave him our memories.

I hope you can remember all the things we've done together, and still love me. Because I still love you.

That night I left you, I did a horrible thing. I lied right into your face. I said you were one of my mistakes. Guess what;

You were NOT one of my mistakes.

The End.