"You intoxicate me, you filled up every single one of my thoughts to an extend that I actually didn't want you to die"
Soo this is me but like 3 years (??) later and I have to say I wrote this when I was like 12/13 so there's that andd if you know m...
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"Father, you said you wanted to see me" said Draco as he entered his father's study. "Yes, Draco come, come sit down" said Lucius,looking up from piles of papers on his desk, as he gestured Draco to the chair in front of him "I believe you've read the letter we gave you, you never write back after that so I wanted to make sure you got it" "Father PLEASE, I really don't think this is a bright idea" His father raised his eyes in amusement when Draco said please, since he knew Draco didn't like asking for help or begging like this. Nevertheless, he had expected this kind of reaction "Draco, our decision is FINAL. Nothing you do will change that", his father's stern voice boomed across the room and Draco winced. "Yes father" As he walked to the door he stopped abruptly, causing Lucius to look up from his paperwork to see what caused this reaction from him. "Can I atleast meet whoever this girl you've chosen is before we..get married" said Draco as he forced those words out "Yes, we've arranged a meeting with her in a few days. You'll be able to meet her then" Draco nodded and walked out without another word as Lucius signed and muttered, "disgraceful"
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"Hermione! Dear it's so nice to see you again!" Said her mother as she hugged her, who was followed by her father who was beaming with joy. "Mione dear, how are you? Is Harry and Ron doing good?" Said her father once her mother had stopped hugging her "Yes dad, they're doing fine. Although Harry's not, even though he claims he is. I don't even know when's the last time he slept" "Ahh, poor boy. Being royalty does have taken quite a toll on him hasn't it?" Said her mother with a concerned expression "Yeah, well speaking of which, Mom, Dad, How's the kingdom doing?" Said Hermione, while she looked at their faces and tried to gauge out any kind of information by reading their expressions "Not well honey, not well..." Said his father while gravely shaking his head Hermione let out her breath as she looked down, this is not good. She didn't have a chance to look at the kingdom while she came here but she knew by the tone of her father's voice as he answered that it was bad. "Well, enough talk. Mione, why don't you come inside and sit instead of standing there" said her mother, trying to cut through the tension. Hermione smiled and walked inside the castle (yes castle) with her mum and dad.
[Time skip cause why not]
"So Mione..." Her father said as he put his cup of tea down before clearing his throat "You see uhh.." Out of the corner of her eyes she could see her mother nodding encouragingly, asking him to go on. Something was up "So we've been thinking, and well as you know the kingdom is not doing well..." her father said with a nervous chuckle "Yes I know, but what is it that you want to say?" "Well, before you freak out we want you to know that we did this for your own good and for our countries and we want you to know that we love you Mione" Her heart droped, was something wrong? Something wrong with dad? With mum? Or is something going to happen to the kingdom? Or...or to her? "We have given your hand in marriage to a prince from a well known country, since the kingdom has not been doing well we asked them for their help and they asked for something in return...they had heard about our young daughters beauty and brains and asked for your hand in marriage to their prince and we wanted to decline because we knew that this was wrong. But mione think about our kingdom, OUR PEOPLE. We can't let them suffer anymore and this is the only way" Hermione was still absorbing the words when her mother spoke up "Mione..are you alright" "How could you?" she said, the words barely a whisper. "How could you guys?!" She said as she stood up from her seat "Mione we know that this is bad, but please don't freak out" "How can I not freak out?! How can you guys expect me to just marry a stranger and live with them for my entire life without objecting at all?! Stop the wedding, break the marriage proposal..NOW" screamed Hermione as tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks "Mione I'm sorry, it's done now. There's no going back" said her mother as she tried to soothe her "No,no. There must be some other option! We can get out of this! I can get out of this" said Hermione, frantically trying to come up with ideas to stop the wedding "Mione, Mione.." said her father, his voice soft, "I'm sorry mione, I tried. I tried SO HARD to see if I had another option. Don't you see that this pains me as much as it pains you? To give my dear little daughter away to completer strangers? I don't have a choice mione. I'm so so sorry" Mione slumped down to the floor as she covered her face and cried as her mum and dad comforted her.
"Keep your head up princess before your crown falls, Know these voices in your head will be your downfall. I know it gets so hard, but you don't got far to go."
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Hermione signed as she looked outside the window, it was raining again. She kept her hand on the window, immediately leaving an imprint of a hand on it because of the mist. As a kid, as much as she had liked the rain, at times she had also despised it. Sometimes it could be such a nuisance, ruining anything and everything ranging from books to perfectly planned picnics. Still at times she found herself in peace whenever she heard the rythmic pitter patter of the raindrops. That night, however, it almost felt as if the rain was mourning with her. Mourning the loss of her freedom, the loss of her childhood. It has been raining a lot these days and the same way her tears rolled down her cheeks, the rain rolled down the window. Then she heard a knock on the door "Mione?Can I come in?" Said her mum "Yes mother" said Hermione while wiping her tears away, knowing that her mum had winced slightly behind the door as she said 'mother' and not 'mum'. "Hi dear, do you want anything to eat? Or drink?" Said her mum as she came in Hermione shook her head, "I'm not hungry" "But dearie, you must have something for dinner. You can't go to bed with an empty stomach" "I told you mother, I'm not hungry" "Fine, but if you change your mind you can come downstairs anytime" Hermione nodded as she stared out to the horizon, listening to the slow,dainty steps of her mother as she went outside the room. Hermione looked at the clock to check the time then decided to flop onto her bed, totally unladylike, and just rest as she thought more and more about the next couple of days were she'll soon have to meet her unknown 'fiance'. With these couple of thoughts she went to deep sleep after a day filled with sheer exhaustion and drama.
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"Draco! Come down now!" Screamed her mother as he was getting ready in front of the mirror. He wore a simple black suit accompanied by a black turtleneck and black pants and ,you guessed it, black shoes. Basically everything was black, courtesy to his father. He looked at himself in the mirror once again before he raced downstairs to his parents.
This was the day
The day his so called 'soon-to-be-wife' was coming to meet him and he dreaded it more than ever. He expected a spoiled, nosy girl who was greedy for power because that's what most of his suitors were. But he couldn't deny that somewhere deep down it wouldn't be like that, a hope that was crushed the moment the girl stepped out the Limo.
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"Nervous mione?" Said her mum as they sat inside the Limo "Honestly,a bit" said Hermione, She wore an off-shoulder plain black dress with a black purse, their family had requested it to be black to show their official kingdom colour which she found weird because black was usually the colour for mourning. She also wore silver heels, despite her pleading that she doesn't want to wear it, and not much makeup; showing off her natural beauty. She decided to wear her hair up in a bun with baby hairs framing her face. She wanted to keep things as plain and formal as possible, but she still looked beautiful. As the Limo came to a stop, showing that they had reached their destination, she took a deep breath as she got out stopping the moment she saw who was standing outside waiting for her.
DRACO FUCKING MALFOY.
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Here's the update! I-uh honestly have nothing much to say so I'm just gonna pretend I do and leave, goodbye! Also I'm terrible at describing dresses/looks. (PS:- Draco's suit is the same one he wore in the Goblet of fire movie, during the quidditch world cup.)
