Dramione and the Order of the Phoenix

Hermione knows Draco for four years now and denying her feelings for him is useless. Together, they grow strong but Draco wants to introduce her to his world. Will she stay with him for love or choose her best friends over him? After all friendship is more important and Draco could as well just work her and her friends, right?

**All the people to this book and the places belong to the one and only, lovely J.K.Rowling. I owe my childhood to her.**


32. Choosing Sides - Is there even a choice?

Choosing Sides - Is there even a choice?


Nervously, I bit my lip, waiting for Draco to arrive. Would he even show up? Sighing, I sat down on the floor and leaned back, against the bathtub. 
"Are you mental?", Draco yelled, as he entered the bathroom. 
He let the door fall shut and mumbled some charms, probably concealing the door. 
"He's my friend.", I replied, putting Draco back in his place. 
"Don't you think, this will make it even harder for you to fulfill your task?", he shouted, striding towards me. 
My eyes widen in surprise. He was right. His eyes softened up as I teared up and he embraced me tightly. Carefully I placed my head on his shoulder and my tears soaked his shirt. 

The moment the tears had stopped running down my cheeks, Draco stood up again. He analyzed my face carefully and finally helped me up. As soon as I stood on both my feet, he pulled me towards him. 
"I'm sorry.", he whispered and kissed me on the forehead. 
I just nodded, trying hard not to cry again. 
"Mione," he addressed me carefully, "you should always keep in mind, which side you belong to."

"Belong to?", I repeated unbelieving, "As if I had a choice. It's not like I have been forced into this, isn't it?"
I pulled back as far as I could and witnessed him rolling his eyes. As if it was nothing important I complained about. This 'decision' would have a huge impact on the rest of my life. Slowly I shoved up the sleeve of my pullover and our eyes immediately turned towards the Dark Mark. The snake slowly moved on the inner side of my lower left arm. It was only a faint shade of grey, unlike the usually jet black marks. Yet, it was there, on my arm and always on my mind. Voldemort had enclosed me in the inner circle of his followers, before many others.


Author's Note:

10k reads? You won't believe how happy I am. As I wrote the first chapter of this movella, I would have never believed I'd get even 1k reads. This community is so awesome and I love all of you ♥. You are the reason, I can't get started on Wattpad... There were some days when I was really pissed because neither the website nor the app would properly work and I was tempted to use Wattpad but I would probably never get to known to people as great as most of you. Short: Thank you, for reading, favoriting, liking, commenting and rping. I would have never wrote on if you wouldn't have motivated me by simply reading. I am terribly unmotivated normally, that's the reason, I'll never publish a book. I think I'm gonna make Hermione's task dramatic but not too far from her personality, so she'll prolly not kill anybody...If yall have ideas, please comment I'll give you creds too ♥.

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