What Hurts The Most...

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters, J.K Rowling owns them all, and the song “What Hurts The Most” that I’m using here for this Oneshot it’s property of Cascada. I’m not making any profit out this either.


Here’s the link for the song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N5rKPFSrod4


I hope you like it…


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Draco stood in front of the white marble tomb, admiring the beautifulness of the letters engraved in the white stone. One year had passed since her departure to the world of the nonliving, and there wasn‘t a day that he doesn‘t missed her like the first one. It wasn’t fair, he was the one who should’ve died that day, not her.


“I miss you…” He said placing the single yellow pansy he was carrying with him, on top of the tomb. It was something she would’ve liked. A single flower.


Draco turned around and left. Apparating back to his house. He knew he couldn’t stay long with her, soon her friends and family will be arriving, to bring her more flowers and he wasn’t in the mood for dealing with them. He took off his shoes, leaving his socks on he went to the kitchen to prepare some hot chocolate.


‘I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house’


He prepared the chocolate, and when he grabbed the cup to pour it in there, thunder broke the silence making him jump and drop the cup.


‘That don't bother me, I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry, Every once in a while even though going on with you gone still upsets me’


He couldn’t take it anymore, that thunder did more than just scare him. He collapse to the floor crying like an abandoned child, watching his mother walk away. Every memory of her, hitting him with the force of the storm that was destroying the world outside. Draco cried the whole morning until he fell asleep hugging his knees on the kitchen floor.


‘There are days, Every now and again I pretend I'm OK but that's not what gets me’

“Draco, son, are you in there?” Lucius voice could be heard through the fireplace. Draco woke up when he heard his fathers voice calling him. He stood up from the floor and arranged his clothes, washed his face in the sink and walked to the living room, where his fathers head was waiting for him in the fireplace.


“Are you okay son?” Lucius asked watching more closely Draco’s face. He could tell Draco was crying, he knew his son, but he wasn’t going to tell him that.


“Yes father I’m all right, I’m just tired. I haven’t sleep well” Draco responded looking to his fathers face, but not directly to his eyes. He knew Lucius wasn’t a fool, he knew him, but he wasn’t going to admit to his father that he was crying over the memory of her, again.


“Ok son, I just showed up to remind you that tomorrow is your mothers birthday and we will be having a little celebration. We will be waiting for you” Lucius said smiling kindly at his son, believing that this was what his son needed to forget that girl.


“Yes father, I will go, see you tomorrow” And with that he left the living room, leaving his fathers head, looking at his retreating back.


He climbed the stairs to his bedroom. He opened his closet looking for something, he found the little box on the upper cabinet. He pulled it out and went to his bed. He sited down on the bed and placed the box in between his legs, he opened it and pulled out what was inside. It was a picture of two people, one of them was a Draco who was holding the hand of the most beautiful creature the Gods had created from Draco’s point of view.


She was smiling and waving to the camera with her other hand, then she will turn around and give Draco a kiss on the cheek.


Draco started to cry once more, remembering that day like if it had happened the day before. That was the day when she died.

‘What hurts the most, was being so close, And having so much to say, And watching you walk away, Never knowing, what could have been. And not seeing that loving you, is what I was trying to do’

*+*+*FlashBack*+*+*


“Come on! Please! I don’t have any pictures of you, I deserved one at least” Draco said holding her hands and turning around with her.


“Okay, only if you promise that you’re not going to enlarge it and paste it on the Slytherin Common Room walls” She said laughing.


“Hhm! That sounds like a good idea, I bet Pansy will love it!” Draco said smirking, she let go of one hand and punched him playfully on his forearm. He set the camera and grabbed her hand. And when the flash shined there’s when everything changed.


*+*+*End FlashBack*+*+*


Draco remembered that someone knocked on the door like if it was the end of the world. In fact it was. The war finally came to Hogwarts. She ran outside and he ran after her, he couldn’t let anything happen to her, not now that he finally found her.


*+*+*FlashBack*+*+*


The Death Eaters where running inside the castle like a black angry ocean, destroying everything at it’s reach. He saw her running down the staircase to aid some students that were cornered by four Death Eaters.


He saw another Death Eater corner the Weasley girl and he knock him out with a ‘Stupefy’ he looked back to where she was but she wasn’t there.


The fight became more and more savage, the Death Eaters were fighting without mercy. A few times he tried to reach where she was fighting but he couldn’t, he decided to just keep an eye on her, to make sure that she was okay. The light side was winning the battle, Draco could see that there were less Death Eaters. He could see that in the middle of the vestibule, Potter was fighting with the Dark Lord.


Another hex came his way and he dodge it again and stunned the Death Eater, but he missed the Disarming Spell that someone send him from behind.


His wand flew out of his hand and landed a few feet away, he turned around and saw the person who disarmed him.


“Hello baby did you missed me?” Pansy said smiling devilish at Draco.


“Not even a bit, shit face!” He answered back seeing her face contort in rage.


“Crucio!” Pansy said pointing her wand at Draco’s chest making him squirm in pain. “I will teach you to respect me baby”

“No! I…will teach you to respect, bitch, ‘Levicorpus’!” She yelled from behind Pansy, and an invisible force lift Pansy by her ankles making her wand fall from her hand. She ran to Draco and helped him getting up, she moved and picked up his wand and handed it back to him. He hugged her and kissed her and when they pulled back she noticed that Pansy was no longer hanging in the air, when she looked down she saw Pansy pointing another wand at Draco’s back.


She knew which spell Pansy was going to yell, and before Pansy could finish saying it. She grabbed Draco and turn them around. She got hit by the green light in the back and Draco saw with horror as the life left her body. Just a hollow expression was left playing on her face as she fell to the floor lifeless.

*+*+*End FlashBack*+*+*


‘It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go, but I'm doing it’


He looked at the picture once more, he could see her happy face and her hand waving at him. He put the picture in his pocket and looked for something in his night table. He walked out of his bedroom and down the stairs. He entered his study and grabbed a piece of parchment, still crying he wrote something and tied it to his owl leg and send her away to deliver the message. He then walked to the vestibule and put on his shoes again.


The sky was getting dark, he apparate again in front of the white marble tomb. He kneeled in front of it, the tears running freely down his cheeks. He pulled out the picture from his pocket and place it in front of him.


He felt so lost, so angry, so frustrated. He give a high scream from the bottom of his heart, trying to eased a little all the pain he was feeling inside, but it was fruitless. The pain was still there, consuming him. He felt as if he was dying, the air wasn’t entering his lungs properly, he knew he was about to loose consciousness soon, this pain was unbearable.


‘It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone, Still harder gettin up, gettin dressed, living with this regret, But I know if I could do it over, I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart that I left unspoken’


“I’m sorry… I can’t… do this… anymore” He manage to say through the sobs, he pulled the little vial out of his pocket and put it in front of his eyes, he saw the green liquid dancing inside of the vial and with little effort he uncorked it.


Draco looked down once more and saw the picture, he saw her kiss him on the cheek again. He gain strength and in one gulp he drank the green liquid, not caring that it tastes awful. He picked up the picture and gave it a kiss, still crying he looked up and saw something that made him blink a few times.


She was there, standing in front of him, smiling warmly at him. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, she was there.


“Don’t worry my darling the pain will go away soon” She said kneeling down and brushing the hair away from his face. He smiled at her through the tears that were still running down his face.


‘What hurts the most, was being so close, and having so much to say, and watching you walk away, never knowing, what could have been, and not seeing that loving you, is what I was trying to do’


He closed his eyes enjoying the feel of her hand touching his face with so much gentleness. He remembered that feeling, he cried even more loudly but this time not for the pain he was feeling, he was crying from happiness, he didn’t feel the pain anymore.


‘And having so much to say, and watching you walk away, never knowing, what could have been, and not seeing that loving you, is what I was trying to do’


She was there with him, and the pain was gone, he opened his eyes and grabbed her hand pulling her to him, he hugged her as if his life depended on it. She pulled away only to pull him back at her making their lips crash together. When they pulled away she stood up and pulled him up with her, she grabbed his hand and started to walk away from the tomb.


“Where are we going?” He asked her, letting her guide him away from the marble tomb. He didn’t notice that they weren’t in the graveyard anymore, they were walking through a path of yellow pansies.

“Home” She said smiling.

He smiled at her again, and for the first time, he felt complete.


‘What hurts the most, was being so close, and having so much to say, and watching you walk away, never knowing, what could have been, and not seeing that loving you, is what I was trying to do’


When Harry and Ron apparate in front of Hermione’s tomb it was too late, Draco was lying motionless on top of the tomb with the little vial still rolling back and forth not far from his hand. Harry cursed, because they got there too late, Ron send a message to the ministry.

Harry walk close enough to the tomb and place the piece of parchment that Draco send them not even an hour ago.


Harry, Ron. I can’t live with this pain anymore, I missed her too much. I’m sorry. I’m going with her.

Draco


Harry didn’t see the picture in Draco’s left hand, he didn’t see the white light emanating from it, and the change in the picture. Before in the picture you will have been able to see Draco and Hermione just holding hands and Hermione giving him a kiss on the cheek. But now, you could see them smiling to each other walking the path of eternity together, holding hands forever.