Part 1. Summary: Emma hears about Tom’s engagement.
Run, run, run away
As if we have a choice
”..to walk away from you.”
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The Malfoys — Fallen From Grace
Draco Malfoy in the Daily Prophet.
”..oh, you run away cause I am not what you found.”
Challenge Eighteen — Redo of Challenge Seven.
“He killed him without blinking. He didn’t even use a wand! He killed him using the axe he found. It was.. brutal.” Ron breathlessly shared to the group as they assembled after the mission.
“I’d have done the same if it was me. After what that bastard did to Hermione—” Seamus said as he wiped the blood off of his boots. Hermione remained silent as everyone talked in hushed voices.
“Still.. he was terrifying. That was honestly the first time I was absolutely terrified of Mal—.” Ron’s voice was interrupted by the sound of apparition outside the safe house. A few minutes later, the sound of footsteps was heard in the room and a haggard-looking Draco Malfoy entered.
No one had the courage to look him in the eye and they hastily made excuses to leave the room. Hermione stayed and looked at him as he stood there raising his eyebrows.
“They’re all scared of you.” Hermione told him as she took the remaining steps separating them. “I’m not scared of you.”
She lifted her hand to touch his cheek but he refused to look at her.
“Draco.” she whispered. “Look at me.”
She didn’t know if it was the desperation in her voice or the trust she obviously showed, but Draco finally looked at her. The pain in his eyes made her heart ache.
“I killed my father.” he said, his voice cracking.
“I know.” she said as she traced the lines on his face.
“I’m scared of you.” he admitted in a soft voice. “I’m scared of what you’ll think of me.”
“I love you, Draco. And you did what you had to do.”
“Hermione?” Fleur called from the doorway. “I’m sorry to interrupt but we need you to check some maps.”
“Remember that, Draco.” she told him as she turned to leave the room.
“What are you doing here, Malfoy? The party’s over.” Hermione Granger-Zabini asked when she saw him lurking in the dark corner of the living room. The party her husband threw for her was long over and she was checking to see if everything was in order before she went upstairs.
“You fucking did it. You married him. My fucking bestfriend.” Draco snarled as he stepped out of the shadows.
“I told you I would, Malfoy. And you married Greengrass first.” she spat back, her fury rising.
“I had to marry her. That’s the difference. Whereas you only married Blaise to spite me.”
“No, I didn’t. I love him. I, unlike you, married for love and not because I was ordered to.” Hermione then turned to lean back on the piano. “Now, please leave before I call Blaise to make you.”
“Love? Oh that’s what it is?” he scoffed. “You claimed to love me then, too. And now you tell me you’re in love with Blaise? You barely even knew him before we dated.”
“I loved you then, yes. But you want to know what I feel for you now? Complete and utter loathing.” she returned.
“Oh, really?” He then moved to where she was leaning and trapped her between his arms. “Have you forgotten how I used to make you feel?”
“How you—” He trailed his fingers down her back and smirked when he felt her response “—shivered when I touched you?”
“How you—” He nibbled on her ear and run his tongue lightly on the bite. “—moaned whenever I bit any part of your body?” And true enough, she gave a soft moan.
“I still hate you.” Hermione managed to gasp out as he sucked on the skin of her neck.
“And I, you.” Draco replied in a low voice and rubbed his pelvis against hers.
No further protests were voiced as he proceeded to devour her on top of the black piano.