Shifting the Balance
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Adult ++
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What if I wanted to Break?
Chapter 21
~ What if I wanted to Break? ~
The bath water was getting cold and so Hermione stood and looked back at the blond man sitting back in the bath. His face was somehow distant, he looked to be miles away. Hermione whispered his surname. No reaction came so she called again. Then he looked up at her, his features holding a questioning look.
“Hmm?”
“What are you thinking of? You seem miles away.”
Hermione grabbed a towel and began drying herself. Malfoy still watched her, again deep in thought and not reacting for the second time.
“Malfoy, are you sure nothing’s wrong?”
Malfoy stood as well and stepped from the bath. “No, nothing’s wrong”, he took a towel for himself and covered his lower body.
“Alright”, Hermione said and returned to drying.
The bathroom turned silent.
Silently Hermione put on her panties and top, and began drying her hair when he spoke to her.
She couldn’t help frown at the hesitation in his voice.
A sudden alarming feeling took hold of her.
“Granger, I… I really don’t think we should do this anymore.”
She twirled around towel still in hand.
“Do what? Malfoy.” Her voice sounded harsh.
“I really think it will be best if we end this. You know as well as I that when the time comes it would be to complicated to continue this.”
Hermione threw the towel to the floor. “Could you be more vague, Malfoy? Just spit it out!”
He gritted his teeth and turned away from her.
Frustratedly he pulled his fingers through his wet hair.
When he turned to face her his face was determined.
“Look, I don’t want to do this”, he gestured between them.
“I don’t want to continue whatever this is between us. I don’t want to be with you anymore!”
Hermione just stood there, there really was nothing to say.
So she stared at the floor, pointedly not looking at him.
“I just..you know that things will end bad if we keep this up. I know we never even spoke of what was to come of us when we graduate… and well, you know I can’t…..”
“Stop. Just stop talking!
I don’t want to hear you giving me the break-up speech.
It didn’t last long enough or is important enough to be having that speech!”
Her hands were placed on her hips.
Malfoy frowned wondering how this small girl in only a halterneck top and panties could emit so much anger.
“I didn’t even say anything about breaking up! I don’t want to make this any more important then it is.
I don’t call shagging a couple of times a relationship!”
Malfoy felt his anger rise. This girl wasn’t giving him the chance to explain himself.
“I know this can hardly be called a relationship, so don’t talk to me like you have to explain why you don’t want to see me anymore! It is done, now leave it alone!”
Hermione turned her back on him.
“You can’t expect me to leave it like this?”
He paused, but no reaction came.
“You know that after Hoggwarts we probably will not see each other anymore.
You must realise that I will be called!”
Her shoulders shook at that last remark.
“Hermione…you know this!”
“Don’t call me that! Don’t you DARE call me that!” She screamed.
She turned and his heart ached at the tears that were evident in her eyes.
“You don’t deserve to call me that!
Especially not now, not when you rid yourself of me!
Not now that you are telling me that you will CHOOSE out of FREE WILL to be aligned…with…with…”
She held her forehead and turned her face away.
“I can’t even speak of it.” She hunched a bit in defeat.
“I don’t have much of a choice. Not anymore.”
Hermione turned at his remark and watched as he whispered an revealing spell and the ugly mark appeared on the inside of his arm.
Quickly she averted her eyes, halting a wave of nausea that crawled up her body.
“I’m sorry that things must end like this.”
“Please don’t speak to me! I think it’s better if you leave.”
“Granger…”
“There’s nothing you can say Malfoy.
Please leave.”
But Malfoy didn’t move.
Hermione’s head was twirling with thought after thought after thought.
‘Please just leave. Can’t stand you here, with me, in this room! Leave, leave me. Leave, leave. Leave…’
“LEAVE!...” A high pitched scream.
Malfoy turned around and had his hand on the doorknob.
“leave.....”
Malfoy slammed the door shut behind him, hearing her dying words.
***
‘Come break me down,
Burry me, burry me,
I am finished with you,’
***
Malfoy angrily threw his towel on his bed and paced towards his closet, taking a crisp white shirt from it and yanked the buttons undone.
Briskly he put his shirt on and yanked dark grey slacks from its hanger, a pale grey sweater followed.
With force the closet door closed.
“Goddamn stubborn witch!”
Angrily he took his tie from the bed and sat down.
‘I don’t care. Not about anything! I’m glad it’s over. ‘
His trousers were kicked through his dorm, sweater followed and fell in a heap from the wall.
Malfoy looked at the dark skull on his arm, the skull flexed above his muscles.
Angrily he looked away.
With a sigh Malfoy fell back on his bed, his arm draped over his head, eyes were hid from view.
After what seemed like hours he straightened, got up and finished dressing himself.
He went to class early today. Not that he cared, it had nothing to do with her.
Nothing!
He slammed his dorm shut behind him.
***
‘Look in my eyes,
Your killing me, killing me,
All I wanted was you!’
***
Hermione looked back at her own reflection, her hair was still wet and dripped onto her top, but she didn’t notice.
Her eyes never left the mirror.
Not able to tear away from her own reflection Hermione stared at herself, as if trying to see how she would cry and break apart. But no tears came, she felt numb.
Finally she tore herself away from the mirror and instantly rage took over her senses.
Angrily she threw a soap bar at the mirror and the towel went flying through the room.
She couldn’t help feel the little bit of hurt that surfaced, but quickly squashed the feeling down.
It felt better to be angry.
Hermione retreated to her dorm and finished dressing.
She sat there waiting. Waiting and listening. Waiting until the earth would absorb her.
She didn’t know for how long she sat there, fully dressed. She didn’t care.
The sound of his dorm door caught her attention, she listened carefully and then heard the portrait hole close.
She waited. And waited.
After a few minutes she got up and went to class.
***
‘What if I fell to the floor?
Couldn’t take all this anymore?
What if I wanted to Break?’
***
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It's kinda sad, isn't it?
These are lyrics from a song by 30 Seconds to Mars and it’s called The Kill.
I really don’t have a liking for songfics, and here I am, troubling everyone with these lyrics.
But hey, I think there beautiful and they do bring extra drama with this chapter! Haha….
Hope you’ve enjoyed this chapter and well, please review.
Deeply.Jaded
______________________________________________________________________
What if I wanted to break?
Laugh it all off in your face?
What would you do?
What if I fell to the floor?
Couldn’t take all this anymore?
What would you do, do, do
Come break me down,
Burry me, burry me,
I am finished with you,
What if I wanted to fight?
Beg for the rest of my life?
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
I'm not running from you
Come break me down,
Burry me, burry me,
I am finished with you,
Look in my eyes,
Your killing me, killing me,
All I wanted was you!
tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside.
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance.
I know now, this is who I really am.
Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you, you, you.
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you
What if I wanted to Break?
~ What if I wanted to Break? ~
The bath water was getting cold and so Hermione stood and looked back at the blond man sitting back in the bath. His face was somehow distant, he looked to be miles away. Hermione whispered his surname. No reaction came so she called again. Then he looked up at her, his features holding a questioning look.
“Hmm?”
“What are you thinking of? You seem miles away.”
Hermione grabbed a towel and began drying herself. Malfoy still watched her, again deep in thought and not reacting for the second time.
“Malfoy, are you sure nothing’s wrong?”
Malfoy stood as well and stepped from the bath. “No, nothing’s wrong”, he took a towel for himself and covered his lower body.
“Alright”, Hermione said and returned to drying.
The bathroom turned silent.
Silently Hermione put on her panties and top, and began drying her hair when he spoke to her.
She couldn’t help frown at the hesitation in his voice.
A sudden alarming feeling took hold of her.
“Granger, I… I really don’t think we should do this anymore.”
She twirled around towel still in hand.
“Do what? Malfoy.” Her voice sounded harsh.
“I really think it will be best if we end this. You know as well as I that when the time comes it would be to complicated to continue this.”
Hermione threw the towel to the floor. “Could you be more vague, Malfoy? Just spit it out!”
He gritted his teeth and turned away from her.
Frustratedly he pulled his fingers through his wet hair.
When he turned to face her his face was determined.
“Look, I don’t want to do this”, he gestured between them.
“I don’t want to continue whatever this is between us. I don’t want to be with you anymore!”
Hermione just stood there, there really was nothing to say.
So she stared at the floor, pointedly not looking at him.
“I just..you know that things will end bad if we keep this up. I know we never even spoke of what was to come of us when we graduate… and well, you know I can’t…..”
“Stop. Just stop talking!
I don’t want to hear you giving me the break-up speech.
It didn’t last long enough or is important enough to be having that speech!”
Her hands were placed on her hips.
Malfoy frowned wondering how this small girl in only a halterneck top and panties could emit so much anger.
“I didn’t even say anything about breaking up! I don’t want to make this any more important then it is.
I don’t call shagging a couple of times a relationship!”
Malfoy felt his anger rise. This girl wasn’t giving him the chance to explain himself.
“I know this can hardly be called a relationship, so don’t talk to me like you have to explain why you don’t want to see me anymore! It is done, now leave it alone!”
Hermione turned her back on him.
“You can’t expect me to leave it like this?”
He paused, but no reaction came.
“You know that after Hoggwarts we probably will not see each other anymore.
You must realise that I will be called!”
Her shoulders shook at that last remark.
“Hermione…you know this!”
“Don’t call me that! Don’t you DARE call me that!” She screamed.
She turned and his heart ached at the tears that were evident in her eyes.
“You don’t deserve to call me that!
Especially not now, not when you rid yourself of me!
Not now that you are telling me that you will CHOOSE out of FREE WILL to be aligned…with…with…”
She held her forehead and turned her face away.
“I can’t even speak of it.” She hunched a bit in defeat.
“I don’t have much of a choice. Not anymore.”
Hermione turned at his remark and watched as he whispered an revealing spell and the ugly mark appeared on the inside of his arm.
Quickly she averted her eyes, halting a wave of nausea that crawled up her body.
“I’m sorry that things must end like this.”
“Please don’t speak to me! I think it’s better if you leave.”
“Granger…”
“There’s nothing you can say Malfoy.
Please leave.”
But Malfoy didn’t move.
Hermione’s head was twirling with thought after thought after thought.
‘Please just leave. Can’t stand you here, with me, in this room! Leave, leave me. Leave, leave. Leave…’
“LEAVE!...” A high pitched scream.
Malfoy turned around and had his hand on the doorknob.
“leave.....”
Malfoy slammed the door shut behind him, hearing her dying words.
***
‘Come break me down,
Burry me, burry me,
I am finished with you,’
***
Malfoy angrily threw his towel on his bed and paced towards his closet, taking a crisp white shirt from it and yanked the buttons undone.
Briskly he put his shirt on and yanked dark grey slacks from its hanger, a pale grey sweater followed.
With force the closet door closed.
“Goddamn stubborn witch!”
Angrily he took his tie from the bed and sat down.
‘I don’t care. Not about anything! I’m glad it’s over. ‘
His trousers were kicked through his dorm, sweater followed and fell in a heap from the wall.
Malfoy looked at the dark skull on his arm, the skull flexed above his muscles.
Angrily he looked away.
With a sigh Malfoy fell back on his bed, his arm draped over his head, eyes were hid from view.
After what seemed like hours he straightened, got up and finished dressing himself.
He went to class early today. Not that he cared, it had nothing to do with her.
Nothing!
He slammed his dorm shut behind him.
***
‘Look in my eyes,
Your killing me, killing me,
All I wanted was you!’
***
Hermione looked back at her own reflection, her hair was still wet and dripped onto her top, but she didn’t notice.
Her eyes never left the mirror.
Not able to tear away from her own reflection Hermione stared at herself, as if trying to see how she would cry and break apart. But no tears came, she felt numb.
Finally she tore herself away from the mirror and instantly rage took over her senses.
Angrily she threw a soap bar at the mirror and the towel went flying through the room.
She couldn’t help feel the little bit of hurt that surfaced, but quickly squashed the feeling down.
It felt better to be angry.
Hermione retreated to her dorm and finished dressing.
She sat there waiting. Waiting and listening. Waiting until the earth would absorb her.
She didn’t know for how long she sat there, fully dressed. She didn’t care.
The sound of his dorm door caught her attention, she listened carefully and then heard the portrait hole close.
She waited. And waited.
After a few minutes she got up and went to class.
***
‘What if I fell to the floor?
Couldn’t take all this anymore?
What if I wanted to Break?’
***
______________________________________________________________________
It's kinda sad, isn't it?
These are lyrics from a song by 30 Seconds to Mars and it’s called The Kill.
I really don’t have a liking for songfics, and here I am, troubling everyone with these lyrics.
But hey, I think there beautiful and they do bring extra drama with this chapter! Haha….
Hope you’ve enjoyed this chapter and well, please review.
Deeply.Jaded
______________________________________________________________________
What if I wanted to break?
Laugh it all off in your face?
What would you do?
What if I fell to the floor?
Couldn’t take all this anymore?
What would you do, do, do
Come break me down,
Burry me, burry me,
I am finished with you,
What if I wanted to fight?
Beg for the rest of my life?
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
I'm not running from you
Come break me down,
Burry me, burry me,
I am finished with you,
Look in my eyes,
Your killing me, killing me,
All I wanted was you!
tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside.
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance.
I know now, this is who I really am.
Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you, you, you.
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you
What if I wanted to Break?