DRAMIONE APPRECIATION WEEK (Day 1) Favourite Quote
“Remember the museum, when I said I’d lost everything? He began, his fists clenched hard at his sides like he was trying not to touch her again. "I said that because I have. Because you’ve ripped everything I’ve ever known right out from under my feet like it was so easy for you. And I can’t…hate you for it.”
Now it was she who took a step closer to him, wanting to sooth the tremor in his jaw, the quiet desperation that the position of his body told of. “It wasn’t easy for me.”
He turned on her, grabbing her wrists and pushing her back until her bum pressed against the desk and he pressed against her. But she was not afraid. “Oh yeah?” He murmured harshly, squeezing her wrists hard enough to cause the bones to grind together unpleasantly. Hermione winced. “Well, it certainly looked it. You tore everything apart, Granger, and then you smiled at us like it was nothing.”
And then she was crying again. “But it wasn’t! I knew how much it would be hurting you all, but I had to do it!”
“Really? Why did you ‘have’ to do it, you sanctimonious bitch? Who was forcing you?”
“I did it because it’s the right thing to do!” This she said in a broken voice, and something in her heart shattered with his face crushed just as hers had done and he dropped his head so that it was almost touching her, his grip on her wrists loosening.
She saw that his face was wet, and he finally allowed his forehead to rest on her shoulder. “ M e r l i n , G r a n g e r . H a v e m e r c y , w i l l y o u ? E v e r y t i m e y o u s p e a k y o u u n d o m e . ”
And then he was kissing her, broken, silly little girl and all.
- The Nietzsche Classes, Chapter 9