Drabble: They Had An Agreement
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sarahyyyRating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Draco/Hermione, Scorpius/Rose
Word Count: 400
A/N: Unrequited love for both pairings, sadly. Prompt was history repeats itself. Got the prompt off
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7spellswhilst I was looking for prompts. I'm on a roll! Trying to see if I can do the "one drabble a day for a week" memes. XD Next up is Draco/Rose. -----------------------------------
Father and son, the both of them had fallen for women who were never meant to be theirs no matter how much effort they put into the relationship, no matter how much they tried.
They had both given their hearts on a silver platter to the love of their lives, only to have it end up in shreds.
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He pulled away from her lips, panting slightly. He couldn’t understand how kissing her had suddenly meant the world to him, but it did.
She walked towards the window and looked out. The moonlight seemed to highlight the brown in her hair and it almost made him smile. She ran her fingers through her hair and bit her lip. “This is really a bad time, Malfoy.”
“There isn’t really a good time or a bad time. All I know is that I love you.” He took a few steps forward until he was standing right in front of her. “Run away with me, Granger.”
His heart soared as she nodded. “Tomorrow,” she said.
“Why not now?”
“Tomorrow,” she insisted, not even bothering to acknowledge his question, “Tomorrow at six in the morning I’ll meet you at Ollivander’s. I will be there. You must wait there for me. Promise me you will wait until I arrive.”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“Promise me.”
“I promise.”
They had an agreement.
But she didn’t turn up the next day. Not at six, not at seven, not at eight.
At nine o’clock in the morning, she married Ron Weasley.
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“Marry me.”
She couldn’t speak. Her throat had automatically clogged up.
They had an agreement.
He had agreed not to fall in love with her. They had agreed that it would be an emotion-free relationship. They had agreed that the moment any feelings surfaced, they would call the whole thing off.
They had an agreement.
It was what made her feel so comfortable with him. It was knowing that he wouldn’t feel anything for her; it was knowing that he wouldn’t want anything in return; it was knowing that nothing could ever come out of it.
They had an agreement.
“I can’t.” She felt suffocated. She couldn’t breathe. “You know I can’t.”
“Rose…”
“No!” she interrupted him as soon as her first name left his lips, “Don’t do this to me, Malfoy. Don’t.”
And then she turned and left.
Out of his apartment.
Out of his life.
