Im Sorry My Love

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
The day hermione dreamed about has come but is she marryng the right man? or will her heart make the final decision?

Submitted: November 20, 2011

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Submitted: November 20, 2011



I sat in a daze about to make the biggest decision of my life. A single tear ran down my face. I leaned forward and grasped a tissue from the dressing table in front of me. Carefully I dabbed my face trying to not smudge my makeup. My face and hair were all done up and I was in my dress for what was suppose to be the happiest day of my life.

After the war we had got together. I only stayed with him because there was no-one else. I never thought there would be but I was wrong. Ron and I dated for two years when he proposed on my birthday, I was happy and how could I say not no, the whole family and everyone thought we would be together, like Harry and Ginny but something was missing, love. One day I bumped into someone when I was in diagon alley and turned round to apologise when I say who it was. “Granger” was all he said. “Malfoy” I replied. “Watch where your going” he muttered with a bored look on his face. Angrily I said “ Right back at you” Then it was just like old times but he didn’t burden the same pureblood prejudices. The next day I saw him again and then the day after that, I was growing frustrated and i  walked up to him and asked if he was stalking me. The Malfoy famous smirk crept onto his face. We then went for a coffee and learnt more about each other. We regularly went for lunch. I knew I shouldn’t have but something drew me to him beneath that smirk on his he did actually have a heart. I never told Ron though he would surely doubt my decision to get to know Draco and there would be the huge argument.

I thought I just liked Draco as a friend but I didn’t realise how much I cared about him until one day i didnt know what i was doing and I leaned forward and kissed him. He responded immediately and we ended back at his house. After that day we saw each other regularly but I didn’t have the heart to break up with Ron. It would crush him and it would be my fault. Draco was like a breath of fresh air and I was happy. Not that I wasn’t happy with Ron, it was just, we both went to work, we came home, had dinner and then went to bed there was no spark for me but with Ron I could see he was so happy. Ginny knew all along how I felt. She knew I no longer loved her brother that way anymore.

So here I was contemplating between two people and two lives. I could of had a man who has always loved me and always will or one who I had only known for a while and would give me everything I ever wanted. Ginny touched my arm and told me it was time. I could see the sadness in her eyes no matter how hard she tried to hide it. She wanted what was best for me but also for her brother. Shakily, I stood up and she handed me my flowers. I walked over to the door and slowly turned the handle. I pulled the heavy door open as it creaked and I could feel my shoulders tense as I had little time left. I was greeted by my father who looked so happy and proud of me. I couldn’t hurt him, my mother or Mr and Mrs Weasley. They worked so hard on this wedding and have been planning it for months. My dad held out his arm and I accepted it after a slight pause. He asked if I was okay and I plastered a smile on my face saying it was just nerves. My tears were threatening to fall but I was holding it all in. As we walked towards the hall it felt like a current trying to push me back but I had to stay strong. The large doors looked so daunting. My knees were shaking and I felt a bead of sweat run down the back of my neck. I felt faint. I run though. I heard the music start, I had a few seconds to decide if I wanted happiness but would hurt Ron forever. I stood rooted to the spot. My heart was racing as it told me Draco but my head said Ron. I had made my choice now as the doors opened. I walked forward well more my dad pulling me. I searched around the hall and found him almost instantly not my fiancée but my lover, his platinum blond hair stood out against everyone else. I remembered how silky smooth it felt between my fingers. I caught his eye for a second and I had told him I loved him and I was sorry for the pain I was about to cause.

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