From the Darkness Comes Light

It was raining, raining so hard she thought the windows were going to break.


It reflected the rain in this, her Gryffindor heart.


She just wanted him close, she didn’t care who she had to go up against to get him.


She had never felt pain like it; her heart felt like it was going to burst.


The tears flowed like a river of melancholy, a silent plead for completion, but on the outside, the tears never fell.


She was a shell, full of emptiness and loss.


His cruel words stirred around in her brain, each inflicting another slice upon her battered heart, he couldn’t possibly have really felt that way could he?


“Mudblood Gryffindor knows it all bookworms” he had sneered.


His words crushed her, pierced her heart like a sharp shard of cold jagged glass.


She remembered looking at him, it was then she spotted it.


It was his eyes.


They always betrayed him.


She remembered when she used to spend hours looking into those silver pools; they gave her life and inspiration, love and hope.


Now they caused her nothing but hurt and despair.


He had moved on as far as she knew, another pretty nobody keeping his bed warm night after night, in the spot where she once had lay.


She walked the corridors desolate and alone, looking out the window and noticing the rain had stopped, not caring that it was now almost half past midnight.


She heard a distant voice call out to her but she didn’t care.


She walked not realising where her feet where talking her.


Before she knew it, she was sitting on the edge of the astronomy tower, singing sadly to herself, her legs dangling free over the edge. The words her only release. Her eyes becoming misty as she sang, peering over the edge, expecting to see the gaggle of first years forming at the school entrance, and then remembering that it was night.


It would be so easy to jump from here, just to take one careless step and land on the cold ground below, she remembered reading about a student who plummeted to her death from this very spot, supposed suicide it had been called, but who really knew what that girl had really felt? Had someone she had come to love too carelessly cast her aside?


Hermione thought she knew exactly how she might felt at that precise moment, it seemed like her whole world had been yanked forcefully out from beneath her, and she felt sometimes that she couldn’t breathe.


First love always dies the hardest she reminded herself, he was no longer interested in her, she had prepared herself for this from the start, and she knew what she was getting into when she let him in.

The Slytherin Prince as he was known among the legions of girls who followed his every move through the corridors, had wooed her, apologised for all his words and cruelness, and told her she was the only one for him.


Everyone had warned her, told her that he was no good, and that once he had what he wanted he wouldn’t be sticking around, close friends bit back the urge of I told you so’s.


They were wrong, for the most of it.


The nights they had stole together in the deepest hideaways of Hogwarts, played over and over again in her head, as hard as she tried to forget him, she couldn’t, having to pass him every day in the corridor felt like the gaping hole that had replaced her heart was being ripped open.


Potions was the worst, as they were partnered together, she would watch him out the corner of her eye, never ever looking him fully in the face, never showing how much he had broken her heart, never showing how much of her true self she had lost to him.


She wished him all the luck in the world, she just wanted him happy and she thought he wanted the same for her, she needed to forget about how he was feeling, what he wanted, she just wanted to be free of him, her heart needed to forget him, she needed to rid him for her mind, but everywhere she looked, she saw him.


She felt a hot tear slide down her frost bitten cheeks and she rubbed it away furiously, pulling her red and gold scarf tighter around her neck and lower face, silently wishing it was his arms around her keeping her warm, the cold began to get to her and she hopped of the ledge swinging her legs over the wall and she parked herself on the bench furthest from the door.


SHe pulled her knees up onto the bench and rested her head on them, and breathed deeply.


It was then it all came spilling out and she couldn’t control her sobs and her chest jerked violently as she fought to control her breathing, slightly choking as every tear spilled out.


It had to come out eventually, the pain was killing her, she needed to get it all out or it would destroy her.


“Gods, Granger, what’s the matter with you?” came a familiar drawl; one that made her heart beat faster than anything, one that made her spirit soar.


She looked up at him through watery eyes and shook her head “Nothing.” she whispered.


He walked a little closer but sat perched on the edge of the tower looking at her as if it was the first time he had ever seen her.


He looked away before she could see.


He rose to his feet and sat next to her; he placed his arm at the back of her and began to rub soothing circles on her neck.


“Can I ask you something?” she said mumbling through her tears.


“Yes, anything, but first I need to say something” he said, drawing his breath in as he began.


She nodded for him to speak, pulling her scarf down from over her face.


A slightly dazzled look passed over Draco’s face as he looked at her.


“Herm-Granger I’m sorry for the other day, I was pissed off and I took it out on you, I know you're so much more than what I said.”


She turned her head as a fresh batch of tears filled her eyes; she blinked them away before she turned back toward him, he was staring intently at her.


“I’m not jealous, Draco, honestly, but I just don’t understand how you could turn off everything you supposedly felt for me, what makes her so much better than me?”


He looked away and then he covered his face with his hands.


“Nothing.” he said but it was barely audible.


“What?” she whispered.


He looked at her his eyes burning with fury.


“Nothing makes her better than you! There is no one better than you!” he said, she could see his hands shaking as he stood to his feet.


“I don’t understand!” she cried.


“What’s not to understand? There will never be anyone who can compare to you, there can never be anyone but you...for me,” he said his voice slightly cracking with emotion.


“Then why Draco, why are we apart?”


“You know why!”


“I don’t care Draco, you know I don’t, I just care about you!”


“And that’s the worst thing you can do!”


“We can get through it Draco we can!”


“How can we Hermione? How can we get through this?” he hissed pulling back the sleeve of his robes, revealing a black inked skull with a snake protruding from its mouth – the Dark Mark.


She took his wrist in her two hands and touched the mark with her small fingers, sending a wave of electricity through Draco.

She pulled his wrist up to her mouth and kissed the mark.


His mouth hung slightly open as he watched her.


“Please understand what I‘m saying Draco, I don’t care what you do or say, this belongs to you.” she said as she placed his hand on her hand.


He pulled his wrist out of her hands and kneeled to the floor, and placed his hands on either side of his face.


“I want to be with you forever Hermione, but I don’t see a way forward for us love, to be honest with you, I’m leaving the castle tomorrow, and I don’t think I’m ever coming back.”


“What? Why?” she said her eyes clouding over again at the thought of losing him forever.


“He is coming, Hermione. The Dark Lord is coming for the school and I can’t stay here once that happens, everyone will know the nothing I’ve become, tell Potter tell anyone just please don’t let him hurt you.”


She grabbed the front of his robes and pulled him toward her.


“You will never ever be nothing Draco Malfoy, because you're everything to me!”


He smashed his lips to hers and her hands wrapped round his neck, he stood up taking her with him.


He pulled away and stared into her honey coloured eyes.


“Hermione, I can’t do this knowing I can never do it again, I can’t touch you and know it will be the last time.” he said looking into her eyes.


“Then come back to me, when this war’s done, come back for me, for us.” she said before capturing him in another kiss.


“Us?” he asked.


“I’m pregnant, Draco” she breathed.

He pulled her closer to him and pulled the hat off her head, her wild curls cascading down her back.


He ran his finger through her soft locks and felt the desperate need for her grow within him.


“How far long are you?” he asked.


“3 months and 5 days.” she said.


He placed a hand softly on her stomach, a smile ghosted over his face as he felt the hardness that was his child growing inside her.


He threw his arms around her and held her close, just revelling in the feel of her, the smell of her wild hair, the smell of skin.


“Hermione, before this goes any further, I need to say something.” he said pressing his forehead to hers.


“What?” she said mourning the loss of contact.


“I love you too.” he whispered.


She looked down as felt the familiar burning in her honey coloured eyes.


He lifted her face with his finger.


“No more tears over me Hermione, I won’t have it.” he kissed her eyes, tasting the saltiness of her tears.


She threw her arms around him and he cast a heating charm over the area and locking the door so no one could disturb what was about to happen.


He transfigured his robe into a soft mattress and laid her down upon it, removing her robes as she went, she lay next to him in her jeans and red tank top.


He lay and watched her for what seemed like an eternity, just looking at her.


“What are you looking at?”


“I’m making memories, of you and me, I’m remembering what you look like, and so when I close my eyes I see it clearly as if you are standing in front of me.”


“Don’t say it like its forever.”


“I pray that it’s not, I don’t think I could go for that long without you.”


“How did you end up here anyway?”


“Blaise said he saw you wandering round, he said he called out to you but you never responded, he said you looked upset, so I came to see for myself, I knew you would come here, you always did when we fought.” He smirked and her heart skipped a beat.


A small smile crept onto her lips and she reached out and brushed his fringe out of his face.


He moved closer and pressed his lips to hers once more, this time there was an urgency that wasn’t there before, a need that had to be satisfied.


Was Hermione his drug? Had he willingly become addicted to her?


His mind went blank of all logical thought as her hand moved under his shirt, he pulled his jumper over his head and set it down next to him, only breaking the kiss to remove clothing, he watched as she pulled her tank top over her head leaving her in just her jeans and bra, she took his hand and placed It on the button of her jeans and he read the silent instructions she had just gave him.


He pulled her jeans down slowly taking her white French knickers with them leaving her in just her bra, her hand found the clasp of his pant and she undone them pushing them over his hips and down his thighs until he moved out of them, removing his underwear as she went.


She stared at him in disbelief, this man loved her, wanted her, liked her for herself and nothing else and she could help but feel the love she felt for him. She knew he was going to be a brilliant father when the time came, she knew he would love their child with all his heart.


She felt his hands roam over every inch of her skin, as if he was drawing a map of her body, remembering every co-ordinate.


Her finger rested on his chest and he teased her hot soft core, revelling in the feel of her sodden pink petals that were yearning for him.


He brought his fingers to his mouth and tasted her sweet nectar, his arousal becoming more and more unbearable as he kissed her hard, letting her taste herself on his warm lips.


He shifted so he was on her, licking her neck biting as he went, softly nipping at her collarbone, running his tongue over the soft fleshy part under her ear, he hear her moan and he became ten times harder.


He undid the clasp on her bra, slipped it off her shoulders, and discarded it over his shoulder, and he nibbled and teased her round pink nipples so that they became hardened and pebbled.


She saw the sweetest sadness in his eyes, as he lay over her watching her bite her lip.
He leaned in before she could say anything and kissed her, hard and passionately, taking her breath away for a second or two.


She raised her legs around his hips and locked down on him hard.


He pushed his throbbing head into her waiting core, and began to move slowly within her, building up speed slow but surely.


“I love you Hermione I really love you so much, it hurts.” he said as he thrust into her.


“I know Draco I love you as well.” she said, tears escaping from the corner of her eyes.


He used his thumb to wipe them away.


He picked up his pace and began to move faster within her, taking her over the edge, she spoke his name with such love, and passion that he couldn’t hold back and he spilled his seed in to her.


He stayed within her just loving the tightness of her walls around him, feeling her joined to him as one.


She couldn’t remember falling asleep, only feeling warmness in his arms and his soft kisses to her lips and forehead, she woke the next morning and he was gone.


She looked at the place next to her that he had occupied, there was a note.


To My Hermione,


I’m sorry I couldn’t stay, but to wake up with you and have to leave you was the hardest thing I've ever done, I’ll remember this night for the rest of my life, till we meet again it could be a year it could be ten but I know my heart will find its way back to yours, because they belong together, look after our baby, our little boy and girl. Tell them every day that I love him or her.


I love you so much and you best believe that I am coming back for you, I promise you.


Love always and forever.


Draco x


She pulled the note close to her heart and rested her hand on the beating organ, she felt it thump, knowing that it was calling for his heart, telling him to come home soon.


He would come home, because with her there was always her light within his darkness.

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Yes this is a repost...Its just edited and made better, it includes a little bit extra from when it was posted last time.