A letter to you

Chapter 9 : My Confession

Hi, so I decided to use the first-person perspective for this chapter. I mean... it is Draco.

In the apartment next to Hermione's

Draco:

How had this happened? I groaned in frustration as I stared at the closed door that Hermione had slammed on me. Running my hand through my hair I stared at the door again, willing it to open. Blaise rolled his eyes as he looked at my pathetic love-sick figure standing in the corridor. Taking my hand, he dragged me towards our apartment and unlocked it. Using magic of course.

"Seriously dude. I know you have liked Hermione ever since third year and everything but... this is wrong and dumb. Even for you." Blaise muttered angrily. I nodded my head. He was right. My crush on Hermione didn't mean I had to act like an idiot whenever I saw her.

I accepted the drink that Blaise had poured for me and stared sadly at the ceiling. How big of a jerk had I been? A major one that's what. As I continued staring at the white ceiling, I wondered how exactly I had gotten myself into this mess...

It wasn't my fault, was it? That I had decided to be nice and get Blaise to go with me to visit the new neighbour? I had been trying to do nicer things in order to make up for all the terrible things I had done as a child. Part of me wants to blame it on my parents, blame it on Voldemort for corrupting me. But to tell the truth, I have gotten really tired playing the blame-game. All the rude stares and whispers whenever I walk down the street just to buy some milk has been getting on my nerves. And of course, there are a lot of people who want me kicked out from my job as a magi-zoologist. No one ever thought I would get into that role. Almost everyone expected to live off my family riches or in the so-called, best-case scenario, go into the Ministry. But I knew that I had messed up so badly that I couldn't even dream of going into the Ministry. And since I'm being honest here, I have always loved animals, especially the magical ones. The Wizarding World has so much more animals and the always filled me with so much joy. I think it started off on a trip that I took with my then not-power-hungry parents to the magical zoo. It wasn't really a zoo. Just a big enclosure when different beasts lived in their different habitats. Together. As one. I went into the zoologist track and have never been happier. The best part is, my father is refusing to talk to me now so I don't have to put up with the "Find a pure-blood wife; disappointment to us all; should have gotten into the Ministry; being a zoologist is a terrible job..." and all the other things he keeps on going on and on and on about. Man, he has been on my nerves ever since I accidentally revealed that I liked Hermione. At least my mother tries to visit me every now and then. And, I've always been closer to my mother, so I still visit her every Sunday evening when my father isn't home.

Anyways, I'm going out of point. The point is, I was so done with being stared at and whispered at and whatever else those wizards do when they think I'm not looking. I tried to stop it. Which is why I started being nicer than I usually am. I try to do as many good deeds as possible and visiting this "muggle" neighbour was supposed to be one of them. Who knew that the neighbour would be none other than Hermione Granger, aka the girl I had a crush on ever since we were thirteen. Man, that sounds like the One Direction song 18. You know, the lyrics that go "I have loved you since we were eighteen." Yeah. That one. Now think of how deep the song is. Or, or if you don't know the song, think of other really deep and emo love songs. Mmm, that's how I feel about Hermione.

So yeah, I managed to ruin any good reputation I could have made with her. I don't even know why I went into that nonsense about "You and Ron are married and have a baby!" Anyone who has a brain can tell when Rita Skeeter is telling the truth. I mean, most of the time, the truth is just covered with lies and 'sweet-honeyed words' as one of her fans puts it. Unfortunately, (cough cough, no it isn't) Hermione and Ron did break up.

To be honest, I'm not really that surprised. I never thought they had any chemistry from the start but still... Poor Hermione. Technically, I had already made her very angry what with my flippant comment, and man, she looked like she was going to beat me up until I died. You just have to respect those warrior women. They are an inspiration to everyone. I mean... Just wow.

So at any rate, Blaise and I know that we have to keep our volumes down and be nice meek little mice from now on. After today's incident? I would rather be on the good side of Hermione, thank you very much.