More then a second chance

Regrets and Forgiveness

I don't own any of the characters J.K. Rowling does

Draco’s P.O.V.

I have never made her cry before, and I didn’t like the feeling it gave me. It felt like when she ran to her room, she took my heart with her and then threw it on the floor and stomped on it. I also knew why she worried about sharing a room with me; I knew it wasn’t because of the stuff I said. I was because she thought we would be sharing one single room together. Not that I blame her, I was hoping for the same thing.

I walked over to the bookshelf that was already filled with books and picked one, then I walked over to the couch in front of the fire place and sat down to begin to read it.

Hermione’s P.O.V.

                When I woke up this morning I knew my eyes were red and that I needed to do something about it. So I got into the shower, hot water normally works for situations like this.

                When I finished my shower and got dressed I went into my room and grabbed my bag then went out into the common room, hoping that Draco would have already been up and left. That was, until I saw something move on the couch that was in front of the fire place. With a sigh I set down my bag, and moved over to Draco and shook his shoulder.

“Come on Malfoy, time to wake up or you will be late.” I said.

                                Draco’s P.O.V.

                I opened my eyes and Hermione was standing over me and it shocked me where I thought I was still dreaming until I heard her speak.

“Come on Malfoy, time to wake up or you will be late.” She said with a sigh.

“I told you to call me Draco.”Was all I said while rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

“And I thought you were mad at me.” she said while straightening up.

I sighed and sat up pulling her down next to me.

“Look about last night…” I started.

“You had no right to get mad at me.” she interrupted.

“Yes I know, and I am sorry about that. About the way I acted.” I sighed. “I was just scared that you might have changed your mind after talking to your friends.”

“And why would I do that?” she looked confused.

“Because of everything I did to you and your friends in the past, and because last night before you ran into your room you said ‘they tried to worn me.’” I said ducking my head again.

“You apologized for everything you did in the past and for last night, and when I said ‘they’ I meant Ron. He was mad that I was talking to you.”

“Will you give me a second chance?”

“I already am.”

                When she said that my head snapped up, so that I was looking her straight in the eyes for what she said next.

“I gave you a second chance when you apologized on the train and told me your story.”

“And what about last night? Did that end my second chance you gave me?”

“I said I already am giving you a second chance, last night was just a silly little argument friends have them all the time.” She laughed. “Yes some words were said, but they are just that. Words.  And they can be forgiven.” she then stood up. “Now go get ready, you don’t want to be late on your first day back now do you?”

                With that she picked her bag up off the floor where she must have set it and left, with me staring after her.

A/N; Hey all I know it is a short chapter but it is a chapter and it has a lot of emotion in it and adding more to that chapter would just screw everything up. But hey its an upload non the less. :) I am so happy that so many wanted me to continue writing this to be honest I didnt think it would be this good. And don't forget to Vote and leave comments they are like my drugs to keep writing they let me know you want more.