Chapter 17 : Selfish?
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I was pissed. I stormed into work, flinging open the door and making it slam shut – which was a pretty difficult task seeing as it was quite a heavy door. Who the hell did he think he was? You can't just come to someone's house and punch their fiance in the face! You just can't! I kept on storming until I got to Draco's office, barely noticing Loren's worried look. I threw open his door and started yelling. “What the fuck did you think you were doing!?” I screamed.
Two pairs of eyes looked up at me. One blue and one green. The blue eyes rolled at me before turning to the owner of the green. “Excuse me for a moment. There seems to be a slight...problem with our staff. I'll just step out for a moment, be back in a bit.” He had a forced smile on his face, which changed to one of annoyance the second it was out of view by Mr. green eyes. Apparently he was actually working when I burst into his office. He motioned for me to step outside of his room but I didn't budge until after he gave up and went out through the door. I turned my head and smiled apologetically at green eyes before following Draco out.
He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb. “Why did you just burst in like that, that's someone really important.”
I did feel a little guilty, I could have just gotten him in trouble. But hell, he was in trouble...with me! “Hey! I asked the question first. Why did you just burst in at my house and just punch Ron? That's just a tad bit ridiculous, don't you think?” I rolled my eyes at him.
He gave me a really confused look. He better not deny it, I knew it was him that did it. Even if Ron hadn't been blubbering about how Draco had come over to beat him up, I would have known. He was the only one who really had a reason to. Still...breaking into my house was unlikely, but I guess I did piss him off by choosing Ron. “I didn't burst into your house, I actually thought about it...” He threw me a sheepish smile. “But I didn't. I knocked on the door.”
“Ron said you broke in while he was watching tv....” I mumbled. Knocking....yeah that seems more likely. Why do I ever listen to Ron?
I was woken up by yelling. Ron burst into our bedroom and kept on screaming. “That bloody bastard just broke into our house and punched me in the nose!” Sure enough there he was, his face and the front of his shirt covered in blood from what seemed to be his nose. His lips were puffy and bruising. He had been hit...hard.
“What?” I asked in a sleepy voice. I was so tired lately, all I wanted to ever do was sleep and here he was waking me up. Why?
“Malfoy! He came over here looking for you!” He was still yelling at an annoying voulume.
I had a hard time believing Draco would do that. “So you're telling me...that Draco came into our apartment and- “ he cut me off.
“BROKE in. He broke in. I didn't let him in here.” He really needed to chill out on his shouting. I get it, he was upset. But I was still tired and cranky and just wasn't feeling having to deal with Ron's problems right now.
“Alright” I rolled my eyes, still having a hard time believing that this actually happened. “So he broke in and punched you in the face?”
“Yeah that's what I just said.” He snapped at me.
It wasn't even worth arguing with him over this. “That seems...unlikely” I murmured.
“Well he did it! Why do you always take his side?” Ron whined like a small child.
Since when did I do that? Sure I stood up for Draco while Ron unnecessarily bashed him, but I didn't always take his side. “I'm not taking his side Ron. I'm just saying it sounds unlike him to do something like that. Tell me what exactly happened.” I talked to him like I would a small child. I'm pretty sure our baby will be less childish than him. The thought scared me. This was ridiculous.
“What exactly happened?” I asked.
He rolled his eyes at me, like I was too stupid to grasp what he was trying to say. Even though it was surely the other way around. “Malfoy came over, looking for you. He went off about how he wanted you.” No way He wouldn't....would he? That doesn't seem like Draco... “ He was drunk I think.” Ron went on to say. “ Then when I asked him politely to leave because you were sleeping he punched me.” He was shouting again.
I couldn't imagine Draco doing that. But I do suppose that anything is possible. I very well may have broken his heart. I shivered at the thought.
He actually laughed. “No. I knocked on the door and Ron answered. He was plastered, wobbling around and a just a huge mess. I asked to see you and he said you were sleeping so I said I'd come back. I was about to leave when he started laughing about how I probably didn't know you were pregnant. Which I obviously am painfully aware of this. Then he went on to say that I probably didn't want you anymore....” He trailed off. There was more, I could tell.
I waited for him to go on. Once I realized that he wouldn't continue, I asked. “He said you were the drunk one.” Draco simply shook his head no, as if to show how stupid that notion even was. “So...why did you punch him?”
“He said that I probably wouldn't want you....because he barely does.” He looked away.
Oh. Ouch. Ron barely wanted me? Well I was positive that he didn't want our child. “So you punched him.” I stated bluntly.
He shrugged. “So I punched him.” We didn't speak for a few seconds, he broke the silence. “Hey...can we talk more about this at lunch or something?”
“I can't do lunch...I have a doctors appointment, but after I get back... we can. “ I tried to smile at him.
“Okay, that works...it's just I need to get back to Mr.Thach in there. Sorry.” He half smiled at me, it was quite obviously fake.
“Alright, I'll see you then.” I murmured.
I was almost out of ear shot when he spoke again. “Good luck at your appointment, hope the baby is well.”
I was about to leave for my appointment when the phone rang. I had been waiting for an hour for Ron to get home, I had begged him to come with me to this. It was kinda scary there. Everything was so cold and sterile. Well...I liked that part better than the cold and gooey aspects of it. I shivered just thinking about it.
I answered the phone, which had recently been installed. It was just so much faster than owls, most wizards had muggle telephones now. I always loved when our worlds mixed.
“Hello?” I muttered into the phone, looking at my watch. I was going to be late.
“Ms. Granger? Hey, it's Steve from the bar.” The voice on the other end said. Oh Steve, he was the bartender from Ron's favorite bar. Ron didn't drink much, at least I didn't think so, but it was a quidditch themed bar so he was there watching the game a lot.
“Yeah, speaking.” I responded. What could he want?
“Ron's caused quite the scene down here...do you think you could come get him? We tried to call Harry but he wasn't home so we figured, you being his fiancee, you'd be the best way to go.”
“Oh no...” I sighed into the phone. “What did he do?”
“He started talking about how he was going to kill a ferret?” He seemed confused. I, on the other hand, knew exactly what he was talking about. Draco. Back in Hogwarts Barty Crouch disguised himself as Mad eye Moody and ransfigured him into a white ferret. It was actually really funny at the time. I still picked on Draco for it every now and again.
“I'm going to kill that man.” I mumbled before realizing I was still on the phone. “Okay...I'm on my way....just keep him there.”
“No problem Ms. Granger, good luck getting him under control. Oh and I heard you were expecting. Congratulations!” You could hear the smile in his voice. He was a really sweet guy.
“Thanks. I'll be right down.” I hung up the phone. Ron. I was going to kill him.
“How was your appointment?“ Draco asked rather stiffly. We had met up after I got back from bringing Ron home. I put him into bed and took away his wand. I even went as far as locking him in our room.
I sighed. This was ridiculous. “I couldn't go. Ron apparently was in a bar fight. He kept murmuring that he was going to find 'that bloody ferret' and get him worst. He 'wasn’t prepared' when you hit him and wants to ' redeem' his manliness. Then when people tried to calm him down and he started swinging at them. Apparently he broke some poor jaw. Oh and he hit one of the female bartenders. Which ended up causing even more people in this fight. He was angry that he couldn't find you and that no one was 'on his side'. How stupid is that?” I rolled my eyes at how dumb Ron could be.
Draco actually laughed. “And he thought he would find me in a bar ? He obviously doesn't know me too well.“ He smirked, that awfully attractive smirk.
“Yeah I know. And It was his favorite bar. Obviously if you ever went there he would have seen you before. Duh?” I shook my head slowly, laughing with him.
He got serious. “Why are you with that loser?”
Oh no. Why? We were finally acting somewhat normal. “Draco...” I warned but he cut me off.
“No, really!” He exclaimed. “He's nothing. He won't do anything for you. You could do so much better!”
“Oh like you?” I wish he would just accept this. This may not be how we wanted it, but it was how it had to be. I didn't want to talk about it.
“Well yeah. Like me. I'm perfect for you Hermione. Please...just let me in. Reconsider.” He pleaded with me. It was the weakest I've ever seen him.
“It's his baby Draco...I can't leave him. Plus were suppose to be married.”
“Hermione! I'm so sick of this!” He was yelling. “You keep saying that you have to do all these things. You don't have to do anything. You have to stop trying to please everyone else and look out for yourself for once.”
“I am looking out for myself.” I murmured quietly.
“No you're not. You're not happy with him. I thought you were a Gryffindor. You're not being very brave right now. “
“I am brave!” I exclaimed.
“No, you're not. Not right now you're not anyway. You have to stop thinking about everyone else.”
“I can't. I don't want to disappoint others. “ I spoke again in a quiet voice.
“Stop. Stop thinking about what everyone else wants. Just for once can't you be selfish? Stop thinking about what Ron wants, what his family wants, what the Potter's want. Don't even think about what I want. Think about what's right for you, what you want.” He stated. What he said did make some sort of sense. But...I just couldn't do that.
“I...I can't.” I stuttered. “This isn't up for debate. I made my choice. I can't be selfish. I can't disappoint others. I can't just change my mind again. I just...I can't.”
He gave me a hard look. Then sighed and raised his hands like he surrendered. “Well get back to me when you can. I give up.” I said emotionlessly before getting up and leaving my office. I watched him walk away until he turned the corner. What did I want? Could I do what he asked me to? Could I be...selfish?
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