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Adult +
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2,298
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The Moment I Said It
"The Moment I Said It" by Imogen Heap.
This woman... has the most amazing music and lyrics.
I want to write all of them as fanfics. Honestly.
* * * * *
"I'm leaving."
The moment I said it, the moment I opened my mouth, the lead in your eyelids bulldozed the life out of me.
It took all I had not to change my mind.
Not to tell him nevermind, that I was being foolish.
But I was always explaining... always trying to make things work.
So I did something different.
Explained my decision, instead of defending his mistakes.
I know what you're thinking. But darling you're not thinking straight.
Sadly things just happen... we can't... explain.
He had been getting frustrated with me.
One sentance and there was a venom in his eyes I hadn't seen in years.
But he had to think of what could push me to this.
His constant actions that left me cold, alone, and distraught.
Flashback
It's not even light out, but you've somewhere to be - no hesitation.
No I've never seen you like this.
And I dont like it, I dont like it, I dont like it at all.
Some mornings. Random mornings. This mornings that came too often that he would leave our bed and dress, before going off to keep making secrets that were slowly tearing us apart.
And sometimes, he'd come back, and I'd be wating, silent and weary, hands pressed to my temple, eyes puffy but bright. I was always so determined to get to the bottom of this... this secret that he kept that I had obviously figured out with each trip of his away from our bed.
But he was never able to talk to me about it. I could confront him all I wanted. He'd just turn around to leave again - attempting to leave the problems behind him.
Just put back the car keys, or somebody's going to get hurt.
Who are you calling at this hour?
Sit down, come round, I need you now.
Because he'd always call, once more, to get back to what he was doing before he came back to find me, angry and awkward in my efforts to relieve the web he weaved. And I would always tell him the same thing.
We'll work it all out together, we're getting no where tonight.
Now sleep, I promise, it'll all seem better somehow... in time.
And he would assure me we would talk, kiss my forehead and lead me up to bed. Cradle me in his arms as we stared in each others eyes, before kissing me senseless and forgiving.
Before spreading me open for him, tasting and touching and taking every part of me he loved until he was sated and I was curled around him in post-coital bliss... but it never lasted long.
It's not even light out. Suddenly, you've somewhere to be.
He hated it when I woke up and tried to talk to him before he stalked off in his usual manner. But one day... it was worse then before. He glared at me with those silver eyes, and the turn of events was more then I could take.
No hesitation. Mmm...I've never seen you like this.
You're scaring me, you're scaring me, You're scaring me to death.
Sometimes his anger was much more then I could take.
On the outside I was a fortress.
On the inside I was a mess.
His strength was just as physical as it was magical.
How I managed to make it so he didn't turn on me was a type of magic all its own.
Don't..oh..!
And he'd smash a picture on the wall.
Glass shards clattering onto the hardwood.
Please... Don't... oh..!
And something else nearly irreplacable would be shattered next.
Don't... oh..!
End Flashback
And we were standing face to face. My suitcase at my side.
My hands loose there, wand in my pocket.
My mind was made up. And I'd tell him what I knew.
I'm losing you... I'm losing you.
Trust me on this one.
I've got a bad feeling.
Trust me on this one.
You're going to throw it all away...
With no hesitation.
"Goodbye, Draco."
And the infamous Hermione Granger, bookworm and prude extraordinaire would turn her back on the only man she was sure she could love, who was good enough.
And it killed me.
Fin
This woman... has the most amazing music and lyrics.
I want to write all of them as fanfics. Honestly.
"I'm leaving."
The moment I said it, the moment I opened my mouth, the lead in your eyelids bulldozed the life out of me.
It took all I had not to change my mind.
Not to tell him nevermind, that I was being foolish.
But I was always explaining... always trying to make things work.
So I did something different.
Explained my decision, instead of defending his mistakes.
I know what you're thinking. But darling you're not thinking straight.
Sadly things just happen... we can't... explain.
He had been getting frustrated with me.
One sentance and there was a venom in his eyes I hadn't seen in years.
But he had to think of what could push me to this.
His constant actions that left me cold, alone, and distraught.
Flashback
It's not even light out, but you've somewhere to be - no hesitation.
No I've never seen you like this.
And I dont like it, I dont like it, I dont like it at all.
Some mornings. Random mornings. This mornings that came too often that he would leave our bed and dress, before going off to keep making secrets that were slowly tearing us apart.
And sometimes, he'd come back, and I'd be wating, silent and weary, hands pressed to my temple, eyes puffy but bright. I was always so determined to get to the bottom of this... this secret that he kept that I had obviously figured out with each trip of his away from our bed.
But he was never able to talk to me about it. I could confront him all I wanted. He'd just turn around to leave again - attempting to leave the problems behind him.
Just put back the car keys, or somebody's going to get hurt.
Who are you calling at this hour?
Sit down, come round, I need you now.
Because he'd always call, once more, to get back to what he was doing before he came back to find me, angry and awkward in my efforts to relieve the web he weaved. And I would always tell him the same thing.
We'll work it all out together, we're getting no where tonight.
Now sleep, I promise, it'll all seem better somehow... in time.
And he would assure me we would talk, kiss my forehead and lead me up to bed. Cradle me in his arms as we stared in each others eyes, before kissing me senseless and forgiving.
Before spreading me open for him, tasting and touching and taking every part of me he loved until he was sated and I was curled around him in post-coital bliss... but it never lasted long.
It's not even light out. Suddenly, you've somewhere to be.
He hated it when I woke up and tried to talk to him before he stalked off in his usual manner. But one day... it was worse then before. He glared at me with those silver eyes, and the turn of events was more then I could take.
No hesitation. Mmm...I've never seen you like this.
You're scaring me, you're scaring me, You're scaring me to death.
Sometimes his anger was much more then I could take.
On the outside I was a fortress.
On the inside I was a mess.
His strength was just as physical as it was magical.
How I managed to make it so he didn't turn on me was a type of magic all its own.
Don't..oh..!
And he'd smash a picture on the wall.
Glass shards clattering onto the hardwood.
Please... Don't... oh..!
And something else nearly irreplacable would be shattered next.
Don't... oh..!
End Flashback
And we were standing face to face. My suitcase at my side.
My hands loose there, wand in my pocket.
My mind was made up. And I'd tell him what I knew.
I'm losing you... I'm losing you.
Trust me on this one.
I've got a bad feeling.
Trust me on this one.
You're going to throw it all away...
With no hesitation.
"Goodbye, Draco."
And the infamous Hermione Granger, bookworm and prude extraordinaire would turn her back on the only man she was sure she could love, who was good enough.
And it killed me.
Fin