To Hermione
To Hermione
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Hermione,
girl. And for what?
what goes on behind the closed door of a deatheaters meeting.
practiced, the magic that will kill us all.
Oh course not. You are smart,
Hermione Granger, but you are not nearly clever enough for this one. Ignorance is bliss, however, and your death
will be a quick one.
could you? You’re a muggle born.
smarter than myself, more brilliant than my father could ever hope to become,
and maybe that’s why they want you dead.
See how cruel life is, Hermione?
See how we are all just a pawn in the way of another?
support your gift. I’m sure they
tried.spanspan>I saw your parents once, before
they died. Remember?
Hogwarts. Yes.
them. <> My father always gets what he
wants.
years and head girl, along my side, for one.
You have the men. I watched as you dated Ron and Seamus, and even that
Ravenclaw, what was his name? I cant
remember. Oh well, it isn’t of much
importance now, is it?
is at full power, yet you still laugh.
How can you laugh? You study like
a maniac, and of course get the top grades.
But how? How can you manage
it? Harry Potter himself is on the top
of the Dark Lords most wanted list, and you, Hermione are second.
important? an>Ian>I suppose we are back to the
birthright issue again. You could be
powerful. Possibly more powerful that
that old coot Dumbledore and Voldemort over time.
the only one who could save us all.
hell. A ‘hell mouth’ he calls it.
giants. All the most horrible beasts you
can imagine. Pits of snakes, anves
ves
made just for basilisk breeding.
Remember the basilisk in our second year?
you the same fate as that damn ghost in the girl’s toilet, but now, I’m glad
you lived a few more years. It gave you
a chance to grow up a bit, and maybe even see I’m not such a bad guy.
to get Sirius Black away from the dementors?
That was such a night. I never
thought Professor Snape was capable of losing his cool that way, but you proved
him wrong.
Snape is not immune to your cleverness.
again? Go right back to that time on the
train, and maybe change it all. Would it
have changed anything if I had been Nice to Weasley?
day? Maybe we wouldn’t be here at all.
outsiders looking in. We’re graduating
today, Hermione, but we will both be dead tomorrow.
want to be dead. What better way to die
with a bang than to die trying to save the one person who actually gave a damn
about you? Yes, Hermione, you’re the
only one. We hated each other, when we
were eleven, twelve, thirteen, and even fourteen.
room, then going to those dances together, well, it was hard not to care a
little bit. I even tried making you feel
better when Victor Krum broke up with you.
You smiled a little, even cried on my shoulder, but then went to Harry
and Ron, like always. That’s alright
though, for those few hours you made me feel needed, and I will always love you
for that. You were there for me, too,
when my father killed my mother. Oh
sure, it was never proven, but she was strangled to death in her own
bedroom. He didn’t even have the decency
to use the killing curse, which wouldn’t have hurt at all.
fallen asleep on the sofa in the head common room, and I write this at the worn
desk you spent so many nights hunched over.
Well, this is what it brings you.
The whole world is wrong, you know, you could have been great, Hermione,
but it was only your birthright that robbed you of your greatness.
maybe you’ll get out of it alive. I
doubt it, but I hope you do. You belong
to the living, to live out the rest of your life.
kill you, I’ll be ready. Just always
remember me, remember my memory. Please
don’t let me vanish.
forever,
Malfoy
Draco set down his quill and got up form the rickety
chair. The sin was rising, and it was
almost time to leave for the graduation ceremony.
would watch her from a distance. Maybe
one day, if she got out of this war torn existence alone, she would look back
and remember the blonde haired boy she hated, and maybe even give a small smile
in his memory.
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