Fic: She Drives, He Walks - Chapter 12
Title: She Drives, He Walks - Chapter 12
Author: Carol Rodrick ( carollinali or Carol on FF.net )
Category: Harry Potter
Pairings: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
Summary: After the war, Hermione decides to live in the muggle world. She never expected to find Draco in there as well...
Rating: M
Genre: Angst/Romance/Slice of Life
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the Harry Potter universe. They are property of JK Rowling and Warner Bros. Studios. I make no money from the writing of this story.
WARNING: Prostitution. DH spoilers. Ignores epilogue.
She Drives, He Walks - Chapter 12
Hermione feels her hands get cold and sweaty. She keeps staring at Draco, waiting for his reaction, fearing his response. It’s quite a dreadful feeling, since whatever his response is, things will change radically.
He shifts his eyes to his drink, slowly. Pale, long fingers hold the cup, and elegantly take it to his lips. He sips at it, thinking. Gulping, he places the cup back down. His voice is low, almost a bit shaken.
“You don't know what you are messing with. You don't owe me anything anymore. Stay away, Granger.” With that, he gets up fast, takes some money out his pocket and places it on the table. His voice is now pure loathing. “Stay the fuck away from me, mudblood.”
Draco walks out of the coffee bar, walking fast but in no hurry. His heart feels heavy in his chest, and he doesn't know why. He lowers his head until his long hair covers up his face, so he can't see other people looking at him. And he tries to convince himself.
You did the right thing.
You protected her.
You are no good for anyone.
You are a whore.
She is better off without you.
...
She never needed you at all...
You did the only thing you could...
Draco keeps nodding his head along with those thoughts. He never hears fast steps coming closer and closer to him.
Suddenly, soft arms are around him, and he is being pulled aside to a not so hidden corner, and the next thing he knows is that a firm and small body is pressing against his, and he is being tugged in side along apparation. His head hurts a bit, and when it’s over, he can barely stay up. It has been years since his last apparation.
He feels arms holding him still. He tries to squirm free, but they just get tighter. His head begins to clear up slowly. Her voice is sweet and low, calming, but it gets heated as she keeps talking.
“... shut up, and listen to me! I'm here, you know? It's my wish, my life, and you are lying! I saw it! You never, ever since we met again, called me that, so it means something! You want to- you aren't- the hell!- I don't want things to be like they were in school! I want to start anew with you- shut up!- and I'm not letting go!”
He can't see her face, for his hair is in the way. Her breath beats his right shoulder blade, close to his neck, and Draco can tell his cheeks are getting hot and slightly red. He mumbles a little.
“... All right. Let go of me.” But she doesn't let go. Then it hits him: she is scared too. She is lonely too.
Maybe she just needs someone in her life. Just like he does.
Just some company. Someone that knows about Hogwarts, the War, and magic.
Draco shakes his head slightly, just so his hair is out of the way. He stares down at her; Hermione is so close to him. She is looking right at him, with big brown eyes, somewhat like a puppy. Adorable and heartbreaking. But he can see her strength, determination and courage too. He doesn't notice he is talking until he hears his own voice. It's low, and shaken.
“What do you want from me?”
She bites her lip.
“I don't know.”
They keep staring. Draco sighs.
“... This is really fucked up.”
Hermione gazes at his neck for a second, and looks back to his eyes again. So brave.
“I don't care.”
His eyes are on her brown curly hair now, and he feels his fingertips curling, wanting to hold a tress of it.
“Weird. Neither do I.”
He breath gets a bit faster for a moment, he returns his eyes to her face. She looks uncertain.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
She bites her lips again.
“...”
So cute...
“I will stay. Let me go now.”
She loosens up a bit, but doesn't let go.
“... No questions, still?”
Is she testing me?
“... Dunno. Ask, and I will answer if I want.”
Ah. I did it.
“All right. I will, as well.”
She has a small smile on the corner of her lips. A very sweet smile. She finally lets go. Draco regrets his demand; he wants Hermione's hug again. He feels hope inside.
Maybe. Soon. She is still smiling a bit.
Draco bites his own lips. Then, he allows himself to give her a flash of his own smile.
Continues...
Chapter 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13
Author: Carol Rodrick ( carollinali or Carol on FF.net )
Category: Harry Potter
Pairings: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
Summary: After the war, Hermione decides to live in the muggle world. She never expected to find Draco in there as well...
Rating: M
Genre: Angst/Romance/Slice of Life
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the Harry Potter universe. They are property of JK Rowling and Warner Bros. Studios. I make no money from the writing of this story.
WARNING: Prostitution. DH spoilers. Ignores epilogue.
She Drives, He Walks - Chapter 12
Hermione feels her hands get cold and sweaty. She keeps staring at Draco, waiting for his reaction, fearing his response. It’s quite a dreadful feeling, since whatever his response is, things will change radically.
He shifts his eyes to his drink, slowly. Pale, long fingers hold the cup, and elegantly take it to his lips. He sips at it, thinking. Gulping, he places the cup back down. His voice is low, almost a bit shaken.
“You don't know what you are messing with. You don't owe me anything anymore. Stay away, Granger.” With that, he gets up fast, takes some money out his pocket and places it on the table. His voice is now pure loathing. “Stay the fuck away from me, mudblood.”
Draco walks out of the coffee bar, walking fast but in no hurry. His heart feels heavy in his chest, and he doesn't know why. He lowers his head until his long hair covers up his face, so he can't see other people looking at him. And he tries to convince himself.
You did the right thing.
You protected her.
You are no good for anyone.
You are a whore.
She is better off without you.
...
She never needed you at all...
You did the only thing you could...
Draco keeps nodding his head along with those thoughts. He never hears fast steps coming closer and closer to him.
Suddenly, soft arms are around him, and he is being pulled aside to a not so hidden corner, and the next thing he knows is that a firm and small body is pressing against his, and he is being tugged in side along apparation. His head hurts a bit, and when it’s over, he can barely stay up. It has been years since his last apparation.
He feels arms holding him still. He tries to squirm free, but they just get tighter. His head begins to clear up slowly. Her voice is sweet and low, calming, but it gets heated as she keeps talking.
“... shut up, and listen to me! I'm here, you know? It's my wish, my life, and you are lying! I saw it! You never, ever since we met again, called me that, so it means something! You want to- you aren't- the hell!- I don't want things to be like they were in school! I want to start anew with you- shut up!- and I'm not letting go!”
He can't see her face, for his hair is in the way. Her breath beats his right shoulder blade, close to his neck, and Draco can tell his cheeks are getting hot and slightly red. He mumbles a little.
“... All right. Let go of me.” But she doesn't let go. Then it hits him: she is scared too. She is lonely too.
Maybe she just needs someone in her life. Just like he does.
Just some company. Someone that knows about Hogwarts, the War, and magic.
Draco shakes his head slightly, just so his hair is out of the way. He stares down at her; Hermione is so close to him. She is looking right at him, with big brown eyes, somewhat like a puppy. Adorable and heartbreaking. But he can see her strength, determination and courage too. He doesn't notice he is talking until he hears his own voice. It's low, and shaken.
“What do you want from me?”
She bites her lip.
“I don't know.”
They keep staring. Draco sighs.
“... This is really fucked up.”
Hermione gazes at his neck for a second, and looks back to his eyes again. So brave.
“I don't care.”
His eyes are on her brown curly hair now, and he feels his fingertips curling, wanting to hold a tress of it.
“Weird. Neither do I.”
He breath gets a bit faster for a moment, he returns his eyes to her face. She looks uncertain.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
She bites her lips again.
“...”
So cute...
“I will stay. Let me go now.”
She loosens up a bit, but doesn't let go.
“... No questions, still?”
Is she testing me?
“... Dunno. Ask, and I will answer if I want.”
Ah. I did it.
“All right. I will, as well.”
She has a small smile on the corner of her lips. A very sweet smile. She finally lets go. Draco regrets his demand; he wants Hermione's hug again. He feels hope inside.
Maybe. Soon. She is still smiling a bit.
Draco bites his own lips. Then, he allows himself to give her a flash of his own smile.
Continues...
Chapter 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13