Alone Without You || Dramione

He gently pushed her curls away and tucked them behind her ear, settled down, similar to the way she sat, and whispered, "What happened, Hermione?"

Tears flooded her eyes and she set down the emerald down next to her, pulling away from his hold on her face, looking down at her feet, folded next to her.

"It's okay, Draco. It happens. I can't expect everyone to be okay with how I am. It's just how it is," she said, turning to him, a sad smile on her face, her eyes telling him she was trying to be brave.

A moment of silence passed between them. "Maybe to you. It isn't to me," he said softly, and her smile slowly faded away and she turned away, placing a hand on her calf.

"I can't-" his voice cracked slightly with the emotions coursing through him in waves, a deep gash forming in his chest for the girl before him-"-I can't see you hurt...Mia."
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Hermione Granger lived in the orphanage since she was three years old, subjected to the cruelty of the minds of people, the violent imagination of predators. Living as an outcast, she swallowed up her courage and lived a solitary life, despite being surrounded by people always.

Joining Hogwarts was both the best and worst gift the young Gryffindor could have ever wished for.

It gave her the best-but most infuriating- Greek god of a boy to her.

And he was also the reason for her to break.

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This story starts in third year and moves on through the years, going through conflicts concerning the heart, thoughts concerning the mind, and love concerning the people around them.