Chapter 5: 23 Days


Your kiss was a perfect drug.

It gave me the perfect high.

And cheaters fall in love,

They all deserve to die.

"Hi there, 'Mione." Draco said, pulling the woman away from her thoughts as she waited on the bar keep to come get her order. She jumped and turned to him with a smile, leaning over her stool she hugged him. "Draco! I wasn't expecting you, what're you doing here? I thought today of all days you would be with your fiancé." He gave her a curious look before she fished out the Daily Prophet from her purse. He read it and immediately became furious. That wench, how dare she get herself a ring and go around saying they were engaged. "Draco?" Hermione asked, curious as to his sudden change.

I need to feel you again.

I need your lips on my skin.

For one night I could be him.

Well I could be better.

"It's not true. After today she won't even be my girlfriend, I never gave her a ring." She looked at the paper confused before shrugging and sticking it back in her purse. "Come sit with me at a table 'Mione." She nods and once she gets her order out they make their way over to a booth and catch up on the last few years. Turns out she kept refusing Ron's proposals, but he never left her and he kept trying, she was planning on leaving him for good soon, she just didn't have the motivation to deal with the drama. After they ate he invited her to spend the day with him and she accepted.

In your eyes I thought I saw tomorrow.

Now all I see is wasted time.

Can we pretend it's always been ok?

We never lost it all, lost it all.

Can we pretend we never left this fate?

We never lost it all, lost it all.

Around dinner time they decided to go back to Hermione's apartment to cook and talk some more. After they ate he couldn't help but feel his Veela waking and try to take him over, usually the Veela was quiet and observant making comments now and then, never coming out as strongly as this. He put his head in his hands and tried to push the Veela back, he almost succeeded until Hermione put her hand on his shoulder to ask what was wrong. She gasped when he looked up suddenly with the same eyes that had scared her back at Hogwarts. She moved away and asked him to leave.

This towns not much of a friend,

After twenty-three days.

My patience has reached its end,

But I'd take you back anyway.

Hold your breath.

You make the perfect sounds.

This is what a love is made of,

And baby you are missing out.

He refused and instead, he knelt on the floor in front of her, as the Veela and man combined, and asked her for another chance, for them to pretend that the last few years hadn't happened and that they had not lost it all, he confessed his feelings to her once again, years later, hoping she'd accept them. She let a few tears roll down from her eyes and reached her hand down and he took it, letting her lead him up. "Draco, I love you too, but… the Veela… he scares me…" He could see the truth in the way she avoided his gaze. "Let me prove it to you, let me show you that your running the last few years were a waste of time."

Cause in your eyes I thought I saw tomorrow.

Now all I see is wasted time.

Can we pretend it's always been ok?

Never lost it all; lost it all.

Can we pretend we never left this fate?

We never lost it all, lost it all.

"Not tonight… Please… just leave now…" She turned away from him and he embraced her before leaving. He memorized her address so he could send her an owl later. Over the course of 23 days they escaped their lives after work to be just with each other. Once the Veela came out though she'd ask him to leave, until the 23rd night; when the Veela came out she sighed and stood, motioning for Draco to follow her. He did and they soon arrived in her room. "Draco, I've been trying to fight it, but I need you, and in needing you I need your Veela. I… still haven't left Ron though, so I need you to give me reason to." He nodded and soon he had her lying on the bed naked.

Let's reintroduce our shadows,

And watch them become one.

This room is out of oxygen,

And I'm not nearly done.

The familiar face of your body,

Is how I know this is right.

I'm not asking for tomorrow.

I'm just asking for tonight.

That night she let him mark her, she didn't know fully what he did to her in the process, other than impregnate her. She didn't care though, after this, tomorrow; when he went to break it off with Gabrielle; she'd break it off with Ron and they could be together once and for all. She wouldn't run this time, She wouldn't leave it all up to just pretending, after this they never lost it, and with the familiarity of each other's body they both knew they were it for each other. She couldn't wait for the rest of their lives to start and when he gazed into her eyes after he marked her and they lay there, he saw tomorrow which made him happy.

Can we pretend it's always been ok?

Never lost it all; lost it all.

Can we pretend we never left this fate?

We never lost it all, lost it all.

The familiar face of your body,

Is how I know this is right

Why worry about tomorrow?