It Cannot Be...
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
13,342
Reviews:
96
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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It cannot be...
Hermione was eating a piece of her toast while reading the Daily Prophet, that was delivered to her early that morning. Her father, Paul Granger was seated next to her reading the newspaper.
“Mom, Dad can I go and spend the rest of the summer at the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley’s planning to make a birthday party to Harry now that he lives there” Hermione asked without taking her eyes from the newspaper.
“Sure honey, when will that be?”Paul asked looking at his wife. Jane was looking outside the window with her gaze lost within the buildings of muggle London. “In a few days I think, It’s still July 25, and Harry’s birthday isn’t until July 31, so… Mom? You okay?”Hermione stopped talking when she saw one single tear running down her mother’s cheek.
Jane snapped back to reality “Oh? Yeah sweetie, don’t worry, I’m fine I’m just thinking” She said starting to wash the dishes.
Paul raised from the table and went to his study. Hermione saw her father trying to hide the sadness that was rising in his face.
She didn’t say anything, folding back the Daily Prophet she went back to her dorm to send a letter to Ron telling him she would be arriving at 4 o’clock in the afternoon. After finishing the letter she started packing her stuff for the stay at the Burrow * Why was my mom so sad?* She asked herself *I don’t remember any familiar dying on this date, unless is someone I don’t know* She walked to her desk, and Crookshanks jumped to her lap, she started to stroke him *Dad knows something, he was sad too, I’ll have to ask them then, if is someone of our family I have the right to know* she picked up her book and started reading again.
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“You have to stop this Jane, you have to forget about it, Hermione is a clever girl, she’ll get suspicious”
“I can’t help it Paul, that it’s something that haunts me every day, but when the date is there I can’t hide what I feel” Jane said turning her back on her husband picking up the laundry.
“He’s never coming back, and if he does, God help him” Saying this he storm out of the room. Jane fell to her knees crying. Remembering what had happened seventeenth years ago.
***“I came to say goodbye Jane, my wife give birth to my son, and I have to go with them” He said trying to get rid of her grip on his arm. Jane was kneeled in the deserted park, only with his company, the man she loved with all her heart, that was about to leave her there in the cold. She rised her head meeting his eyes.
“But you said that you’ll stay with me, that you’ll never leave me, you swore to me that you don’t love her anymore” Jane said sobbing uncontrollably clunking to his arm, she didn’t want to let go.
“You knew that this day will come, you know I don’t love you either, but I have to go with my wife” He was getting annoyed.
“Please, I’m pregnant don’t leave me, please!”She begged him tightening her grip on his arm.
“And what can assure me that this child you’re carrying is my kid? I don’t believe you Jane You’re nothing but a whore” He said this with such venom, she started sobbing more furiously. He pushed her away from his arm and said “I’m leaving you now, don’t ever waste your time trying to find me ‘cause you’ll never be able to do it, and if you do I swear to the Gods that’ll kill you” He turn his back on her and started walking away from her, leaving her in despair.
“Don’t leave me, Please!!”She screamed, but he kept walking away, she rised from the floor and tried to run to catch up with him but he was already gone. She collapse on the floor, rain starting to fall. She couldn’t believe he was gone, he had left her. The worst fear of Jane Richards became real. She tried to stand up but her knees were weak, she wanted to die, let the storm swallow me she thought, without him, I can’t go on. She was dying from pain; she couldn’t feel the baby anymore.
She tried to stand up again; she made it and started walking. Walking to anywhere, it didn’t matter anymore where her feet will lead her, she just walked.
Jane was standing in front of a familiar house. She didn’t knew how she got there, she didn’t knew if there was someone she knew inside the house, the only thing clear to her was that she will be safe there.
She opened the front gate and started knocking the door. No one answered. She knocked again harder, still no sound came from inside. She turned on her heels and proceed to walk away again.
“Jane? Is that you?” A man’s voice was heard through the sound of the cold rain. She heard her name and looked back seeing someone standing in the front door, she couldn’t take it anymore, she was too tired, she looked deep into his eyes and said “He left me” before falling unconscious, for the next three days. Paul manage to grab her before she hit the floor. Carrying her, he made his way inside the house. ***
She felt so empty, so confused. He had left her, why was she still crying for him, he didn’t deserve any of her tears. She stood up from the floor, drying her face with her hands ‘I’ll stop this once and for all, I can’t keep thinking about him. He left me, and now I’m married with the greatest man I’ve ever meet. Paul don’t deserve this, this is the end…’
“Goodbye forever my lost love” She said this letting her last tear for him fall.
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“Dad?” Hermione was standing at the door of her father’s study, she had to ask him, and she needed to know why her mother was acting like that in the morning.
“Yes sweetheart” Paul knew she will come sooner or later, he knew her. The problem was that he didn’t know what he will tell her to explain it. Hermione entered in the little room that was her father’s study. She seated down in the armchair in front of her father’s desk, reaching her courage she asked.
“Dad, I want to ask you something… Is there anyone of our family that died on July 25, that I don’t know of? Because I realize that every July 25, mom will always get like that, and cry. I know she cries, I’ve heard her” Hermione said this looking directly in Paul’s eyes, she will know if he lies to her.
“Hermione dear, I can’t tell you anything that I don’t know. Your mother always gets like that since I know her, it’s something that she carries with her and she hasn’t told me either what it is. I want you to leave it like that; it’ll be her decision to tell us or no. Don’t ask her ok, she will tell us whenever she’s ready, ok?” Paul said this hating himself for lying to his precious Hermione. But he couldn’t tell her the truth. The truth that’s always there when he look into her eyes ‘Those are not my eyes, but it doesn’t matter, she’s my daughter and I’ll never let anyone take her away from me’ he thought looking away from Hermione.
“Ok dad, I’ll not ask mom anything” Hermione said smiling to her dad, he had never lied to her why did she thought he will do it this time it was stupid of her to think that.
“Go to sleep now sweetheart, it’s late, good night” Paul said giving Hermione a hug.
“Good night dad” She then went to her room, still thinking of what will be her mother’s secret. Wishing she will know, she fall asleep.
Not knowing that if she found out what it is she will regret all of her existence…
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A/N
Hello everyone I hope you like it, let me know what you think. If I should keep writing or not. Sorry if there are any errors, my English is a little bad ‘cause it’s not my born language. Anyways, Let me know if you like it, and want to read more… XD…
“Mom, Dad can I go and spend the rest of the summer at the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley’s planning to make a birthday party to Harry now that he lives there” Hermione asked without taking her eyes from the newspaper.
“Sure honey, when will that be?”Paul asked looking at his wife. Jane was looking outside the window with her gaze lost within the buildings of muggle London. “In a few days I think, It’s still July 25, and Harry’s birthday isn’t until July 31, so… Mom? You okay?”Hermione stopped talking when she saw one single tear running down her mother’s cheek.
Jane snapped back to reality “Oh? Yeah sweetie, don’t worry, I’m fine I’m just thinking” She said starting to wash the dishes.
Paul raised from the table and went to his study. Hermione saw her father trying to hide the sadness that was rising in his face.
She didn’t say anything, folding back the Daily Prophet she went back to her dorm to send a letter to Ron telling him she would be arriving at 4 o’clock in the afternoon. After finishing the letter she started packing her stuff for the stay at the Burrow * Why was my mom so sad?* She asked herself *I don’t remember any familiar dying on this date, unless is someone I don’t know* She walked to her desk, and Crookshanks jumped to her lap, she started to stroke him *Dad knows something, he was sad too, I’ll have to ask them then, if is someone of our family I have the right to know* she picked up her book and started reading again.
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“You have to stop this Jane, you have to forget about it, Hermione is a clever girl, she’ll get suspicious”
“I can’t help it Paul, that it’s something that haunts me every day, but when the date is there I can’t hide what I feel” Jane said turning her back on her husband picking up the laundry.
“He’s never coming back, and if he does, God help him” Saying this he storm out of the room. Jane fell to her knees crying. Remembering what had happened seventeenth years ago.
***“I came to say goodbye Jane, my wife give birth to my son, and I have to go with them” He said trying to get rid of her grip on his arm. Jane was kneeled in the deserted park, only with his company, the man she loved with all her heart, that was about to leave her there in the cold. She rised her head meeting his eyes.
“But you said that you’ll stay with me, that you’ll never leave me, you swore to me that you don’t love her anymore” Jane said sobbing uncontrollably clunking to his arm, she didn’t want to let go.
“You knew that this day will come, you know I don’t love you either, but I have to go with my wife” He was getting annoyed.
“Please, I’m pregnant don’t leave me, please!”She begged him tightening her grip on his arm.
“And what can assure me that this child you’re carrying is my kid? I don’t believe you Jane You’re nothing but a whore” He said this with such venom, she started sobbing more furiously. He pushed her away from his arm and said “I’m leaving you now, don’t ever waste your time trying to find me ‘cause you’ll never be able to do it, and if you do I swear to the Gods that’ll kill you” He turn his back on her and started walking away from her, leaving her in despair.
“Don’t leave me, Please!!”She screamed, but he kept walking away, she rised from the floor and tried to run to catch up with him but he was already gone. She collapse on the floor, rain starting to fall. She couldn’t believe he was gone, he had left her. The worst fear of Jane Richards became real. She tried to stand up but her knees were weak, she wanted to die, let the storm swallow me she thought, without him, I can’t go on. She was dying from pain; she couldn’t feel the baby anymore.
She tried to stand up again; she made it and started walking. Walking to anywhere, it didn’t matter anymore where her feet will lead her, she just walked.
Jane was standing in front of a familiar house. She didn’t knew how she got there, she didn’t knew if there was someone she knew inside the house, the only thing clear to her was that she will be safe there.
She opened the front gate and started knocking the door. No one answered. She knocked again harder, still no sound came from inside. She turned on her heels and proceed to walk away again.
“Jane? Is that you?” A man’s voice was heard through the sound of the cold rain. She heard her name and looked back seeing someone standing in the front door, she couldn’t take it anymore, she was too tired, she looked deep into his eyes and said “He left me” before falling unconscious, for the next three days. Paul manage to grab her before she hit the floor. Carrying her, he made his way inside the house. ***
She felt so empty, so confused. He had left her, why was she still crying for him, he didn’t deserve any of her tears. She stood up from the floor, drying her face with her hands ‘I’ll stop this once and for all, I can’t keep thinking about him. He left me, and now I’m married with the greatest man I’ve ever meet. Paul don’t deserve this, this is the end…’
“Goodbye forever my lost love” She said this letting her last tear for him fall.
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“Dad?” Hermione was standing at the door of her father’s study, she had to ask him, and she needed to know why her mother was acting like that in the morning.
“Yes sweetheart” Paul knew she will come sooner or later, he knew her. The problem was that he didn’t know what he will tell her to explain it. Hermione entered in the little room that was her father’s study. She seated down in the armchair in front of her father’s desk, reaching her courage she asked.
“Dad, I want to ask you something… Is there anyone of our family that died on July 25, that I don’t know of? Because I realize that every July 25, mom will always get like that, and cry. I know she cries, I’ve heard her” Hermione said this looking directly in Paul’s eyes, she will know if he lies to her.
“Hermione dear, I can’t tell you anything that I don’t know. Your mother always gets like that since I know her, it’s something that she carries with her and she hasn’t told me either what it is. I want you to leave it like that; it’ll be her decision to tell us or no. Don’t ask her ok, she will tell us whenever she’s ready, ok?” Paul said this hating himself for lying to his precious Hermione. But he couldn’t tell her the truth. The truth that’s always there when he look into her eyes ‘Those are not my eyes, but it doesn’t matter, she’s my daughter and I’ll never let anyone take her away from me’ he thought looking away from Hermione.
“Ok dad, I’ll not ask mom anything” Hermione said smiling to her dad, he had never lied to her why did she thought he will do it this time it was stupid of her to think that.
“Go to sleep now sweetheart, it’s late, good night” Paul said giving Hermione a hug.
“Good night dad” She then went to her room, still thinking of what will be her mother’s secret. Wishing she will know, she fall asleep.
Not knowing that if she found out what it is she will regret all of her existence…
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A/N
Hello everyone I hope you like it, let me know what you think. If I should keep writing or not. Sorry if there are any errors, my English is a little bad ‘cause it’s not my born language. Anyways, Let me know if you like it, and want to read more… XD…