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This is the tenth winter, after Voldemort died. As usual, London is freezing and snowy in this season, but little kids don't care about it, they just made up ramdon reasons and then ran out from they house, then start playing snowball fighting or making a snowman. On the way to a huge house, one woman look at those little kids, and then a smile flys up on her face. She has two big, brown and warm eyes. That huge house, big as a castle, belongs to Malfoys. "Draco?" That woman went into the dinning room, she saw a man with light blonde hair, sitting against the big window, and then, she just call out his name. The man called Draco turns back, when he saw that woman, angry, sad, happy and surpise are all on his face, and then he said in a unbelieveable voice:"Hermione?.....Granger?" The woman nod. "Draco......" Hermione said, she was wrapping her hands, she look so embrassed:"I'm here to tell you......." All the happiness on Draco's face is all gone right now:"You are here to tell me....The things they just worte on the news paper, right?" he smiled, in a sad way, is easy to know that he try to act happier. "Yes....Ron decided to send the invitation to you by owls, but I say no, cause....I think you will like to talk to me, and also, I wanna talk to you as well.....as in face to face." Hermione said in a sorry sound:"I know you will like to talk to me." Draco close his eyes, the thing he always scared of might come true, now is came true:"However, I wanna hear you say it, from your month, not invitation." Hermione's eyes are full of sorry now,:"Um....yeah.....I mean...me and Ron's wedding party is at next week's Sunday. We hope you can come as well, is held at....." "St.Mary? Right?" Draco said it in a unhappy voice:"I read News paper everyday, Iknew this ages ago, but I still hoping is was a joke or the printer is broken or anything else, but, can't believe.....I'm act like a retard for the over ten years, waiting for a girl who nearly marry for ten years.....and I still want to hear you say it, from your mouth, face to face." he laughed:" Why? Why? Hermione.....tell me why?" "Nothing got a proper reason in the world, so you can't ask why....reasons are just the stuff that you've made up, nothing represent something...." Hermione said:" But I still want to tell you the reason I've made up, is.... I don't think we should be together, I should stay with Ron.....from the start, and you should apply that promise——" she looked up, then she can see a photo of Draco and the black hair girl:"You should, Draco——" "Ha——"Draco laughed out again. "I know this doesn't make sense for you, but not me, for me, is does make sense." Hermione look at Draco's eyes, that silver grey eyes, he was starring at Hermione:"However, we are from different planet and belongs to different world, we shouldn't stay together, cause....of....love." "Yeah." Draco standed up:"Is that what you mean? You should stay with Ron Weasley of the rest of your life." he gave Hermione a smile:" And I, have apply the promise that I gave it to Pansy Parkison?" Hermione gave Draco a sad smile. "Then, your wedding party....I'll try to come.....anyway you have to go back now, I don't want your little boyfriend worrird about you." Draco winked at Hermione,:"Now, let's go!" The door shut behind Hermione's back, hardly shut. Before Draco shut the door, he left a kiss on Hermione's lips. One last kiss. The tears came out of Hermione's big, brown, warm eyes. The little, cold, shinny water. And then, she smiled, walking back to the place that little kids always there, that is where she came from, now she have to go back. The man who own the light blonde hair, standing beside the window, starring at that woman's back, he smiled, and say: "Good Bye." This is the tenth year, is the tenth year him have been waiting for her. Before this year's Christmas, two big weddings is held in London. Big, pretty weddings But unsweet. Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley.
"Please, say that again, say that again
I am promise you, that I will love you forever.
As usual." --- Hermione & Draco ~ END |
