ONE-CHAPTER fic : Narrative (Draco)

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I stared blankly at the ceiling, breathing my own hope. I was there lying on the bed-naked. To my right was the most beautiful woman I've seen in my lifetime. Her smooth, pale skin was illuminated faintly by the moonlight outside. It was just 3:30 in the morning when all the world was asleep and only my steady heartbeats were awake.

The scene wherein the gorgeous lady and I were on the same bed, was something no one would dare think about-not even I. I hated her for the entirety of our stay at Hogwarts. Yes, I hated her and that's why up to this time, the feeling of inexplicable bliss and tormenting sorrow of sharing that night still haunts me.

Her beauty is one I'll hold dear in my heart. Her kind smiles caught me off- guard. I never realized it until that night- that she's worthy of my second look, if not for the fact that we've grown to be enemies.

She moaned slightly in her sleep and the mere sound pf her engulfed me into my delusion. The longer that I was with her, the more I wanted all of her.

"Hermione, are you awake?" I asked her at once. She faintly nodded while her back was at me. I took her sweetly into my warm embrace. Sleepy as she was, she fitted her way closer to me and melded her body perfectly with mine.

"It's still early Draco. Why are you up at this time?" she asked me and I let out a grin. "Why are you?" I asked in return. "You aren't sleeping", she said as another grin escaped my lips.

We carried on talking with her eyes still shit. I, on the other hand, feasted my eyes on every inch of her skin while smelling more of her-oh how sweet her fragrance was. I loved her scent. It didn't cross my mind that she'd actually have time for those sort of things. "I haven't slept since last night", I replied and carried on, "I think you need to get some more rest Hermione. You've got a few hours before we go down for breakfast"

"To tell you frankly, I don't want to get up at all"

I snorted at her claim. Being honest is very much like Hermione but not wanting to get up was so not her.

"Then go back to sleep. I won't bother you the least"

She stretched out her beautiful, long arms and yawned gently. She opened her eyes ever so slowly and got up to sit at the edge of the bed. Hermione looked at me for some time and stood without a word. She walked over to my desk where most of her clothing was.

"Where are you going?"

"Back to my dormitory and I'm going to wash off your dirt"

"Excuse me?"

Hermione's sweet voice was replaced by her old snappy one. For one thing, I felt uncomfortable with her stare. It didn't seem right. The beautiful auburn eyes that I loved to look at seemed furious.

"I'm leaving", she said as she put her clothes back on.

I sat up at the other edge of the bed and queried, "Why? What's wrong?"

She shot her bewildered eyes at me. "You're asking me what's wrong? Malfoy, for the longest time now, I believed you are way smarter than that not to figure out what's wrong but you've just proven me otherwise"

"But honestly, I don't see anything wrong here Hermione. Why won't you stay a little while and take some rest? It's too early to bother waking up the Fat Lady"

"I don't care and obviously don't mind"

Being harsh that way made me realize that the potion had worn-off.

"Could you just listen to me for a while? We need to talk about this before you leave this room"

"Well Mr. Malfoy, I reckon I understand pretty much what happened here. First, your cronies forced me to drink a potion that you also took beforehand. I heard that Harry and Ron, being the playful kids they are, approved to what you planned-which is probably the first thing in Hogwarts' history that you agreed with, aside from Quidditch and girls, that is. And so, I felt drowsy and whatthehell I realized I was feeling odd thinking that I liked you! With that, you sweet-talked me into coming over here when I snapped out of my senses that you were already stripping me off my clothes. You probably thought that I enjoyed the night with you but you're WRONG mister. I was hurt the whole time while you were pumping in and out of me like mad. I had to bear that burning pain at an intimate spot. For all I know it must have bled while you're down at it. To make it clear to you, I didn't enjoy it. If the potion you had me drink worked for a lifetime then I could say I had fun-but no. It hurt Malfoy. Damn you and your crotch"

I immediately went over to her. I wanted to comfort her but I couldn't there was too much pain in her voice but she was simply mad at me.

"I'm sorry"

"Sorry? Do you think apologizing to me right now is enough for what damage all of you did to me? So that you know, I WAS a virgin before we slept together. Now, does that make you happy?"

"You are?"

*SLAP!*

A firm palm met my cheek. Hermione hit me harder than I could imagine.

"What do you think of me, a whore?"

"No. It's just that I didn't expect that it was also your first time"

Hermione let out a sarcastic laugh. "You're telling me you're a virgin as well? Dream on Malfoy! Everyone here at Hogwarts knows that you are the most EXPERIENCED when it comes to that. And now that you've lured me into your evil plan by making me choke on the potion you forcefully made me dink, I'm probably the last one to get fucked up"

"Wait-so you believe that crap? God Granger! It was also my first-time you know! That shit they made about me is bull! I didn't try to correct them or so they'll think I'm gay. I know a number who likes me but I've never slept with them! The Malfoy seed is to precious to give away"

"Yeah right. . . precious. . .makes me want to puke"

Hermione was almost done doing her clothes when I stopped her before she could step a foot away. "Look, I'm sorry. I could explain to you everything"

"Isn't my claim enough to explain EVERYTHING?"

"No"

She didn't listen to me. She didn't want to hear another word but I needed her to understand why I did all that. My reason was practically unbelievably true but it's worth a try.

"You see, the potion thing wasn't exactly my idea alone. Crabbe and Goyle got hooked on the idea of making me sleep with someone when I admitted that I was still a virgin. I didn't approve it, nor had I the intention to play along with them until I knew that they planned on having you as the person to sleep with me. I agreed at once only to put myself up to the challenge of winning you but also for the fact that I liked you all these years and so-"

"Hn. Like me eh? I'd say THAT'S bull"

"Wait a sec, okay? I'm not done yet. So I was saying, I pretty much agreed to their plan. They never told me that they were going to tell Potter and Weasley about it. The reason why they agreed, I honestly don't know. What the two boars told me was that your friends thought it'd be fun to have us both in bed as they claim that you are still pure and all that. The moment they had you drink the potion, I somehow wished not to get you that way. It was unfair for you becau-"

"If you felt even a tinge of pity for me, you should've stopped them"

"Well I should have but all that was focused in my mind was getting the woman I so liked all these years. I know that's selfish but I guess I had to resort to that to win you over"

"You wouldn't like me the least Malfoy. I'm a MUDBLOOD remember?"

I shook my head at once. "NO. I don't believe in that anymore. I've grown out of believing that everything my father told me was true"

"That couldn't change the fact that you played with me"

Hermione went to the door and I grabbed her arm without any hesitation. "I didn't intend to. Please Hermione, believe me. Maybe it's just not LIKE I have for you"

"Oh I'd bet that would be lust"

"No Hermione. It's love'

At that I saw the oddest expression that I could get from her. "Love? Malfoy, you're telling me you loved me when you've as good messed me up? If you do, you won't even oblige at Crabbe and Goyle's plan"

"I was desperate for how long a time now Hermione! I knew well that you wouldn't believe me by chance I'd offer you friendship and so I had to resort to THAT to be able to get it through you that I liked you. I always had Hermione! Add to my desperation was my fear that I wouldn't be able to tell you how I feel before we graduate. I stalled too long already and it's only now, when tomorrow's going to break us apart, that I agreed for Crabbe and Goyle's to push through with their plans"

"I pity you Malfoy"

With those words, my heart broke-that heart that all others knew was made of stone. I was simply devastated that the hate Hermione had for me was already personal, much more intense than the hate she had when we were only still CIVIL ACQUAINTANCES to one another.

Too hurt myself, my feet froze on the spot. I was not able to gather much strength even to utter her name. I pitied myself for the first time in my entire life. For a night, I had the woman I most loved sleeping with me and had her to leave me alone even before the sun could rise.

I was so wrong.

With Hermione doing that, I learned to love her more-for real.

She made me realize my fault. And for the first time ever, I apologized to someone aside from my parents. The respect she expected me to have was the respect I gained from her when she had put me down just like I'm an ordinary wizard. She made me feel that I'm just human like her.

Hours passed from the incident up to when we met again for the last time that day. The commencement exercises had just finished and the whole time we were sitting right next to each other, being the top students that we are, seemed to me my living hell. Hermione didn't even look at me the whole two hours straight.

I expected I'll never have the chance to talk to her again after what I've done but I felt I needed to converse with her one last time.

I eagerly waited for her to reach the Hogwarts Express before I let her see any sign of me around. I've managed to put all my things inside the train before most of the students did.

She was as usual, with her friends, teary-eyed. I tried eavesdropping and heard that the two were apologizing for agreeing to THE PLAN. What sunk my ego lower were the words that came out of her lips. "Fine, I forgive you, only because I'm nice and it's our last day at Hogwarts"

After uttering those words, I witnessed something that could unmistakably pass for a smile. Though seeing her put a smile on her lips again, I had my own urge to talk to her to give way to.

I step out in the open and I swear her smile immediately turned into a frown. "I, I-um, Herm-I mean Granger, could I have a minute with you please?" Seeing that Potter and Weasley realized their own fault, they both nudged Hermione at her sides to have a word me. Though reluctantly, she agreed.

"Look, I'm really-" I started to talk when she out a finger on my lips to hush me up.

"I know"

"Look Hermione, you have to hear it from me. I'm really sorry and if I were given another chance, I would work on this. I wouldn't rely on a stupid potion ever again. And now we're going our separate ways, I want you to know that I love you for the important role you played in my life. You taught me how to love and accept my own fault. I'm really sorry Hermione"

Hermione's fierce eyes turned into her sweet ones.

"I understand you Malfoy. If I were in your place I would've done the same"

I'm positive my face lit up instantly. "So you forgive me now?"

"Yes. . . um, I have to get going. Harry and Ron must be waiting"

"Uh, Hermione, where do you plan to stay after?"

"My dad said we'd migrate to Texas. Their new business is based there"

As much as I tried to keep it to myself, I asked, "Hermione, could you stay here with me?" Her eyes grew wide at once. "What?"

"Could you stay here with me in Britain? I mean I want to make it up to you. I want to make things right. And I've thought about it-that if ever you get pregnant, I will answer for the child"

"I appreciate your offer. I think that's really nice"

I was estimating how much my emotions fluttered higher. "So, are you staying?"

"Well I-"

I pleaded before she could continue. "Say you'll stay"

Hermione lowered her head in a morose manner. "I believe whatever you're telling me but I reckon damage has already been done. As much as I would like you to make up for it, I wouldn't. I'm sorry Malfoy. We can't start with something like that"

"That's why we're going to make it right! We're going to start all over again Hermione!"

"I'm sorry Malfoy. I have to leave"

Silence washed me cold.

With one last word, I said, "I'm sorry Hermione. Do take care"

Hermione walked away and after a few steps, she turned around towards my direction and said, "I will Malfoy. By the way, it's Granger to you"

She walked a few more and stopped again though she didn't look back anymore. "Maybe it would have been best to start again as I do liked you as well. I'm really sorry Malfoy. It was your fault. Goodbye. . ."

And there I stood, probably took minutes to get on the train myself. I never thought about looking for her on the train. I've hurt her. It was my punishment.

The train left off and her words rang repeatedly in my ears. . .

Hermione liked me. She wanted to make it right. But she didn't choose to. And Merlin, I never thought that such nice word as 'goodbye' could be the saddest word.

~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~

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Okay y'all! I've planned on getting ONE-SHOT fics now. I think they're easier to make since I started writing one-chapter original fiction for another site. So anyway, I know this one's really sad. Just please don't argue with Draco's character. I don't agree that it's totally OOC. Draco must also have his soft side. He's just human. And of course, just like any human (er, wizard for that matter) who was hurt by his own doing, he would stir awake from his emotional lull and give birth to his true emotions. Lol. That statement was just silly. And oh, isn't it just painful to hear the woman you love (or the man that you love) suddenly tells you that "It's Granger to you". Come on, from being people who call each other from first names suddenly be ORDERED to keep it simply civil and tell you it's their last name you should call them, meaning, they've decided to keep it to that. Sad. I don't know what I'd do if someone told me that.

By the way, to those who commented about Hermione's odd decision of forgiving Draco, I think that Hermione accepted the fact that she allowed it to happen to her and that it wasn't entirely Draco's fault. Besides, the time she was pushed to drink the potion, she could have thought of not swallowing it, ne? Anyway, yeah, I think it isn't right to call what happened as harassment. The time that Hermione and Draco were down with it, the potion could have worn off partially and it was possible that she already knew what was happening. So no, there was not harassment, only that I don't know how you guys put the words in.

Anyway, I was considering of making another one-shot fic that could be the continuation for this one or something like that. I don't know. So, please, tell me what you think and drop me a review!

Thanks y'all! Luv you guys!

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