Draco let go of Hermione’s wrist and ran his hand through his hair. He seemed to be doing that a lot recently. Hermione made mo attempt to move, she was waiting for his answer. Draco sighed; he didn’t know where to start.
“Well? If you’re not going to give me an answer, I’ll be on my way.” Hermione walked down the porch steps.
“Because you’re wonderful, beautiful, smart, caring, amazing, funny…perfect.” Hermione turned to look at him.
“What are you playing at?” Hermione questioned.
“I’m just telling you the truth,” Draco replied, confused.
“Oh right, sure it’s the truth. You didn’t even want me here, so why aren’t you letting me go.”
“I’m not holding on to you, you’re the only reason you’re still here.” Hermione impersonated a goldfish.
“There must be some reason you’re still standing here, talking to me.”
“Well, I’ll be on my way then.”
“I don’t think you can leave.” Hermione realised, he was right. She couldn’t leave, even though her mind screamed for her to leave, something was keeping her in place.
“Hermione, don’t you see it?”
“See what?” Draco smiled.
“See what’s right in front of you.” Hermione looked into Draco’s eyes, only truth was floating in their depths.
“How long?” Draco turned his head and looked out towards the sunset.
“It’s beautiful,” Draco whispered.
“How long, Draco?”
“I love this place, the way the light shines through the trees.”
“Answer me!” Hermione had walked back up to him and her eyes bored into his own. Draco chuckled.
“You never could handle not knowing something.” Hermione took a step back from him, her eyes searching him for the answer.
“Why do you want to know so much?” Hermione turned her head from him. Why did she want to know?
“I…I don’t know.” Draco smiled. Hermione stood there staring into his grey eyes, searching for the answer.
“Since our third year.” Draco, finally, answered.
“Third year at Hogwarts?” Hermione questioned, disbelief evident.
“Yes. Ever since that moment you hit me actually.” Draco gave a small chuckle. Hermione joined him.
“That was quite fun.”
“That hurt you know, a lot.”
“Aww, poor Draco got hurt by a girl.”
Hermione’s smile remained on her lips. Draco looked into her dark brown eyes. Thoughts raced around both of their minds, like leaves in a hurricane. Neither one wanted to break the so still silence that had enveloped them, but both knew they couldn’t stand there forever. Something had to be done, but what? Hermione didn’t know what to say, for once in her life, she didn’t have the answer. Draco had too many things to say, but each word felt more pathetic than the previous ones. How do you tell someone you hadn’t seen in years that you were madly, deeply in love with them? How do you let the cold exterior you once held so dear, melt away to show the true emotion hidden beneath? How do put everything you feel into words?
Hermione wondered just what she could say. He hadn’t said that he had feeling for her, but he didn’t need to; or did he? Would hearing the words make anything any easier? No, it wouldn’t change the fact that Hermione had nothing to say. Even though many thoughts raced through her mind, none of those thoughts came with any words to physically say. What do you say to someone who has had feelings for you for so long? Hermione didn’t hold any of the feelings that Draco did. Could she ever come to having those same feelings? She didn’t know the answer to that question either.
Hermione was on a step below Draco, which made him seem a lot taller than what he was. She took the step up and Draco’s breathing became hitched. They were now both surrounded by each other’s scent. Draco’s mind screamed at him to do something before she left his life again. But his body didn’t react in any way. He felt like a clumsy fifteen year old asking a pretty girl to the dance. But this situation was nothing like that. A fifteen year old just wants the date to the dance; it isn’t a long term commitment or something that could affect the rest of your life. This moment in time was what would define both their lives forever. They both had choices to make, but would they make the right ones?
As they stood there, looking into each others’ eyes everything around them was still. No animal moved, no bird sang, no tree flicked, it was as if time stood still. And perhaps it had. Maybe time stops in those moments that affect everything in your life, so that then you can think everything through. Because if time has stopped, there aren’t pressures of appointments or schedules to make you hurry your decision. No time limit means you can have an eternity to think about it. But, time hadn’t stopped, the world was still moving on, things were slowly changing everywhere, but Hermione and Draco were still deciding on what to do.
Then, like someone had flipped a switch, Draco knew exactly what he had to do. His thoughts all stopped and his brain analyzed each one carefully and come to one simple conclusion. But how could it be so simple? Was something this big going to be defined by something so simply done? Draco knew he had to quickly act on this thought soon, otherwise doubts would come to mind and the thought would quickly dash away.
Hermione was still searching his eyes for an answer to all the questions she held when he did something she never expected. His lips came crashing down upon hers, and she liked it. She couldn’t describe the feeling that came over her from this one simple act. Her analytical mind couldn’t comprehend everything that was flowing through her. How could it when all its life it worked with facts, facts that had solid evidence backing it up? Even though she couldn’t analyse all her feelings, she knew one thing.
She finally felt as if she was home.
A/N:
This is the last chapter of this story.
I'm so sorry about the long wait for this chapter.
I haven't really written anything in the past year.
I don't know if it's because of all the extra things I've had to fit in, not feeling like writing or having no insperation, or a combination of everything.
Hopefully after the, unintentional, year long break, I will be back to writing more.
Thank you for reading my first completed story.
Lollie :D
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