"Can you accept my love, good one?"

   Aday we met frozen I held my breathe

The day we met Time is like it's frozen. I hold my breath

Right from the start I knew that I’ve found a home for my heart….

From the beginning I knew I had found a home for my heart.

Heartbeats fast

My heart is pounding.

Colors and promises

Color and promise

How to be brave

How dare you?

How can I love when I’m afraid To fall

How can I love? When the heart is still afraid to love someone

But watching you stand alone

But just to see you standing alone

All of my doubt Suddenly goes away somehow

Those doubts instantly disappeared.

Onestep closer

One step closer

Ihave died every day waiting for you

Every day I wait patiently for you to come.

Darlin’ don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years

Darling, don't worry. I feel like I've loved you for a thousand years.

I’ll love you for a thousand more

And will love you for thousands of years to come.

Timestands still beauty in all she is

Time stopped turning. Beautiful as it is

I will be brave I will not let anything take away

I must be brave I won't let anything be taken away from me.

What’s standing in front of me

What is in front of me now

Every breath,Every hour has come to this

Every breath, every moment is for this.

Onestep closer

One step closer

Ihave died every day waiting for you

Every day I wait patiently for you to come.

Darlin’ don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years

Darling, don't worry. I feel like I've loved you for a thousand years.

I’ll love you for a thousand more

And will love you for thousands of years to come.

Andall along I believed I would find you

All this time I always believed that I would find you.

Time has brought your heart to me

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I've loved you for a thousand years.

I’ll love you for a thousand more

And will love you for thousands of years to come.

Onestep closer

One step closer

One step closer

One step closer

Ihave died every day waiting for you

Every day I wait patiently for you to come.

Darlin’ don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years

Darling, don't worry. I feel like I've loved you for a thousand years.

I’ll love you for a thousand more

And will love you for thousands of years to come.

Andall along I believed I would find you

All this time I always believed that I would find you.

Time has brought your heart to me

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I've loved you for a thousand years.

I’ll love you for a thousand more

And will love you for thousands of years to come.

song

A Thousand years

By

Shadow Lada

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Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love when I'm afraid to fall

The sound of music filled her ears as the walkman she carried and her moccasins stomped lazily along the sidewalk.

It didn't come from a happy mood, it wasn't his own indieness. It wasn't that she was fed up with anything, it was because...she was heartbroken.

Yes, very heartbroken. It hurts, too.

Ronald Weasley, the boyfriend of five years who had a terrible breakup.

Hermione Jean Granger is the name of a young Muggleborn witch.

After a long war with the dark wizard You-Know-Who, she returned to Hogwarts to finish her studies while her two best friends, Harry and Ron, refused. will go back

No, more like the latter who would probably be called...the former lover.

She later joined the Ministry of Magic in a high-ranking position in the Magical Law Enforcement Division.

Everything went well She has a prosperous career that has been recognized. It can be said that her life's fortunes were prosperous, but her love fortunes plummeted.

From time immemorial, Hermione was always extremely dedicated to her studies and career. Many times, she didn't have time and neglected her lover like Ron...it was the reason she was cheated on.

Yes, cheating!

Old promises have no meaning, lasting love is just a dream. Her colorful life seemed to turn dark.

Her heart ached, the agony of the betrayal made her afraid to love anyone again...so brave.

He was the part that made her become infamous at Baan Sing.

Ronald is an idiot.

But watching you stand alone

The Muggle neighborhood's park seemed lively but still quiet, with people taking a walk or engaging in their own enjoyable activities.

Some people come to walk and exercise. Some people come for a walk, some come alone. Come with family come with a dog Come with your lover...damn it.

She knew it was crazy to feel resentful or envious of them, and her heart still ached when she saw images of herself and Ron superimposed on her... that was so bad.

A young woman, a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, wandered about, her hazelnut eyes scanning the area, hoping to find a place for her to rest.

Behind a large, thick bush There was a small pond that looked shady with lush green grass and trees around it, and it didn't look deserted, but it was perfect because of the skill of humans who had decorated it to look good.

Hermione decided to investigate and that's when she saw two swans snuggling and swimming together...maybe the world really is a mess.

She rolled her eyes in annoyance, but didn't get much of anything and didn't think about changing places. She walked through the large bushes smoothly. Her hazel hair was thick, but not as fluffy as before because of... It has been well taken care of. There are a few leaves that have fallen off, but that's not a big problem.

The rustling of dead leaves sounded as soon as her foot stepped on it. Hermione walked carefully as it wouldn't be a good idea to lose her footing and fall.

“!” The girl was stopped when she saw that the place she was looking at was already occupied, and when the other person turned around, she was just as shocked as the other person.

He was a handsome young man. Pale blonde hair, gray eyes, and a pointed chin.

What is Malfoy doing here?!

Hermione turned around and walked back automatically. She didn't know why, she didn't know what was happening. But just by seeing his face, some awkwardness rose up, indicating that there was no way she could get in front of him!

Even though we've grown up together, the rivalry in school still had an effect.

"Wait Granger!"

“Merlene!” Her eyes widened as the young man interrupted her with incredible speed. They were face to face with neither Hermione nor Draco making an unexpected expression.

Didn't expect that we'd meet each other.

All of my doubt, suddenly goes away somehow

An awkward silence crept up with every second that passed and Hermione mentally cursed for the tenth time at what she was doing here. The music continued to get louder and louder, and the content didn't really suit her right now.

Hazel eyes narrowed at the other person sitting on the same bench as her...yes, the same one. But they sat on opposite sides of each other, far apart.

After being prevented from escaping - no, she changed her mind and went somewhere else. Incredibly, Malfoy invited her to sit on a bench by the pool together.

From the past statistics of encounters and clashes, it would be almost impossible for someone like Draco. Malfoy would invite her to sit with him and he would hardly even want to have a conversation with her...except for biting and bullying, of course.

And what was disturbing was...while she was sitting tensely, both confused and nervous, this pure-blooded young man was sitting and looking blankly ahead, both relaxed and at ease.

"What are you thinking, Granger?" Hermione gasped. Before she looked at him, her eyes clouded over when she heard the sound of laughter.

“Really depressed, you flustered girl.” This time, instead of being angry, Hermione was surprised... Didn't the other party have to call her a Mudblood?

But hey, it's a good thing not to hear that slang.

One step closer

"So what are you doing here, Malfoy, in a Muggle place?" she asked curiously. Someone like Malfoy who was so proud of his blood was almost impossible with his current situation.

Let's just say that in all this time she had never imagined Malfoy relaxing in a Muggle park.

"I just found out that there is a rule that prohibits wizards from being in Muggle territory." The other person raised an eyebrow and turned to speak to her with the same chin-chin tone that he had always heard... which made Hermione angry. I feel like I'm the most annoying.

Hazel hair swished at the violent turning away, Draco raised an eyebrow at the gesture with interest.

"What's the matter? I'm sure a pedant like you was better at arguing than this at least during her seven years at Hogwarts." That didn't count when he said she was a Mudblood and she regretted not being able to argue.

"..." Hermione was silent, she knew very well why she wasn't good at arguing today. Her physical and mental strength has waned since the love broke down.

"I don't want to talk about you." Draco turned his attention to the view ahead. As usual, there was only silence and the breeze blowing between them.

I have died everyday, waiting for you

It might be a really stupid thing. At least if her self from four or five years ago had known, she would have thought so.

After finding a place to rest in the park yesterday and meeting old enemy Draco Malfoy. Today she came back to the same place again...asked why she came back?

That's why she came back.

The cool breeze blows, just like when it was more than six o'clock in the afternoon when the sun was at its lowest level, and silence reigned as always. And yes! She saw Malfoy again.

And why should she be happy for Hermione?

Such a story goes on every day. Hermione does her work in the Ministry with diligence and respectability, but in the evening she goes to the park and meets Draco.

She doesn't know what the other party is thinking. Annoying? Funny? Waiting? or feel nothing at all

But she went back every day and saw him every day as well.

There was no talking between the young people. There was no questioning, they just looked into each other's eyes for a moment and sat immersed in their own worlds at each end of the bench...sitting there without saying a word to each other.

But when someone gets up, it's like a farewell signal. The other person will get up and follow him and disperse back to his own place.

It went on like this, one day, two days, one week, two weeks, a month passed.

From the third day on, Hermione started looking for activities to do. Of course, one thing for her was reading. Then I began to buy some delicious snacks. At first I ate them alone and later I shared them with him to eat as well.

I don't know if this is a good thing or not because in the time that goes on every day. Every day and every day...Hermione slowly forgot about Ron.

Of course, she didn't forget in the sense of losing her memory. She still remembered the whole story, the love, the pain, the betrayal, and the disappointment, but she wasn't sad anymore.

I don't know if it was because of the time or because of Malfoy...a little funny but not bad.

Darling, don't be afraid

Familiarity is terrifying.

This sentence she only understood clearly when she encountered it herself, almost two months since she had met Malfoy in the park.

There was no talking when meeting face to face, just looking into the eyes to say hello and parting ways in our own world. We were used to seeing the other person when we looked out of the corner of our eyes. We are accustomed to sharing small snacks. Little ones are accustomed to standing and waiting when they want to part ways. When he got up, she walked out. There was no need to say goodbye, but she knew in her heart that they would meet again tomorrow.

I guess I guessed a little wrong yesterday.

The clock face showed almost 7 p.m. in the park, but there was no sign of someone she was familiar with every day these days.

Maybe I'm busy...

The light in the sky disappeared and darkness began to creep in as well. As time moves further and further away...every time.

Sighing, Hermione took off her walkman's headphones and put the book away. The cold pies are getting ready to go home.

I have loved you for a thousand years

It's been two days and there's been no sign of the other party. The pie she made seemed to be a bit disappointing again for the second day.

The second hand flicked past the numbers again and again. Today she waited a little longer than yesterday. In the end it's the same.

I guess I'm bored of coming here.

Today the pie was cold, don't be disappointed, it was handled by the cook, Hermione, who chewed a bit roughly.

His breathing came out heavily.

“Crazy,” she muttered.

"Who's crazy, Granger?"

“!” Hazel eyes widened as she turned to look behind him, the little light remaining and not reaching where he was, causing Draco to look so stunned that she couldn't see his face.

But the gesture, the sound of breathing His voice trembled when he spoke. Everything seemed to be an indication that he was tired... like he had rushed.

The woman followed the figure of the young man who walked around to his usual seat. There was a light shining on her so she could see how sweaty he was...like a Malfoy. ?

Silence reigned, as it always did, but she blatantly turned to stare at him and Draco sat reclining, panting, exhausted, looking at the young man.

“My pharmaceutical company has a problem because they're annoying. It's a waste of time to clear it up.”

"oh"

I'll love you for a thousand more

Draco told the girl that after graduating from Hogwarts he had decided to refuse to follow in the footsteps of his father Lucius. Malfoy and opens a company that manufactures drugs and sells them to St. Mungo.

Although Malfoy, the father, was not pleased. But Draco was adamant in following his own choices.

And he disappeared for almost two days because his company had some problems. Of course, that problem has now been taken care of.

"What is it, Granger?" Draco asked with a shaky voice when Hermione looked shocked.

“No, I just realized that we talked for a very long time,” because every day neither she nor he ever opened their mouths to talk.

“Heh, if I don't say anything at all. Someone will be annoyed and think that I'm tired of coming and will run away first.” Gray eyes stared at her as if knowing her previous thoughts.

“Who thinks like that? Not at all.” She pursed her lips and turned away.

“Don't worry, Granger. I'm not bored." I'm not bored at all.

“Actually, if you're bored, it's not that strange.” She shrugged, causing him to raise his eyebrows and look at her again.

“Why do you think so?”

“We've never talked, actually it's weird. Two people who see each other every day but never speak to each other.” Laughter rang out in the throats of this girl. No one would believe that the two of them had been doing this for nearly two months.

"It's not bad, is it?" Draco said, his chin curling into a smile.

“Yes, not bad at all.” A wide smile that hadn't appeared in a long time spread wide, as if the whole world suddenly brightened. Hazel-colored eyes narrowed into crescents conveyed an abundance of sincerity.

Time stands still

After that, it seemed like there would be some changes between the two. Things in life consisted of small, random things, about the walkman that he wondered what it was, and about the music that she was addicted to recently. Until the events of the magical world were discussed by the two.

They exchanged ideas, sometimes debated, but overall And the two of them talk every day.

The second time he was disappointed, the third time he made another pie and brought it to Draco to taste. He praised it as delicious, which was a bit shocking...but Hermione felt good about it.

From just sitting on a bench by the pool, the couple began to invite each other to go for a walk in the park one day.

“Actually, I've been wondering since the beginning, what Malfoy has brought you to this muggle area? It's...incredible,” asked Hermione as they strolled down a small road in the park.

"Just...just wanted to try to change the atmosphere." Draco seemed to stop thinking for a bit.

“Really?” She nodded, not bothering further even though she felt strange about his reasoning.

“So you come to me every day like this, does the Weasel want it?” he asked, raising his eyebrows as if he didn't think anything of it, but inside he was excited.

“Who came looking for you?!” The woman pursed her lips in annoyance before shrugging her shoulders. "Ron has no right to say anything to me."

"You broke up with Weasley," Hermione swore, noticing the tenseness of his lips...what was that? It looks like he's smiling, right?

“He cheated on me.” She breathed out without the sorrow that she had in the past. It was like she was just cursing the person she talked about as an idiot and a sucker.

“Oh, why am I not surprised?” Draco moaned, “Are you sorry?” His expression changed at this question. He looked curious and interested. Expect and... care

"Used to be, but not anymore," Hermione shrugged again.

"That's great, Granger." A smug, complimenting smile appeared. I don't know why, but Hermione laughed...a relaxed laugh.

“She is very talented.”

Beauty in all she is

Draco had always thought that being born a pureblood and being born into the Malfoy family was something to be proud of and extremely lucky, but there had been times when he wasn't happy about it.

Draco knew exactly when that thought occurred.

After the war? No!...faster than that.

Fluffy hazelnut colored hair that often shakes vigorously with his movements, eyes of the same color often radiate different emotions depending on the situation.

Sometimes you show off your skills, sometimes you are assertive. Sometimes it's bright or sometimes it's gentle.

The thing that wasn't satisfying at all was probably when those eyes flashed a look of sadness or weakness. Draco had been convinced that those eyes were the thing he didn't like the most...until one day.

The day those eyes began to change to be sweet, gentle, and full of love. Perhaps still hardened by jealousy...Draco didn't like it and hated it.

Because that's not for him.

Since his fifth year, the Malfoy heir had already known that this girl from another country and rival had taken up a huge amount of his attention. That attention was strong enough to be love.

But he was at a loss about his bloodline and his status as an enemy. Plus, there was enough of an issue between his family and the Dark Lord to make him and her have an enemy status.

Draco thought that this love for him was just a dream, a hope that had never been and would never come true.

Until one day, there seemed to be an opportunity...as if someone had rekindled a fire that had already been extinguished.

Draco came to the Muggle park in a way he had never thought of before, probably because he suddenly missed someone he hadn't had the chance to see since the end of the war and who both graduated from H.M. Ogwarts

He knew he was an idiot for putting himself among Muggles just to be a symbol of someone's remembrance.

But because of that He had a chance to see her again...Hermione.

The first time I laid eyes on you He was both excited. Startled, delighted, or even surprised, when he realized it again, he was right in front of her as if his body had moved on its own.

He didn't know what she was going through but he thought it probably wasn't very pleasant because her beautiful eyes clearly radiated sadness.

All this time Draco looked forward to seeing her every evening and did this over and over again. didn't speak to her Even though I wanted to talk, I couldn't help but ask about the cause of my sadness, even though I wanted to know all the time.

But Draco was satisfied, because every day her sadness faded until it finally ceased to exist.

And one day his company had a small and annoying problem. He could definitely handle it. There was nothing to worry about, but he was worried about another thing: she wouldn't wait for him anymore.

Draco rushed there as soon as he finished his work. He ran as fast as he could without any regard for appearances. Even though many Muggles looked at him, he didn't care.

Almost went...almost in time

He was glad that he had arrived in time, even though she would have left in a moment. After that, he told her the whole story like he had never done before.

I don't know. He just felt that if he didn't tell or explain, She might get angry and never come again.

After that, it was like the unlock was unlocked, both he and she began to talk more and more and more every day.

If he knew this, he would have gathered up the courage to even invite her to talk from the beginning.

I will be brave

Hermione smiled more every day, she looked so happy that her colleagues wondered if the young woman had any kind ways. What does it take to get over an ex who cheated on you?

“So happy. Please tell me if you have any good medicine,” Parvati teased, lightly tapping her shoulder teasingly.

"No, there's nothing here," Hermione said.

“Come on, don't be quiet by yourself. Everyone knows that you are happier every day these days after that terrible incident.” The sharp-faced woman chose to avoid speaking directly. Regarding Ron's unfaithfulness to Hermione.

“It's not the slightest bit, it's nothing special, it's just…” She was silent.

"Han, of course, I'm embarrassed too. If you don't tell me, I won't tell you, but if there's good news, please share it with me." Parvati retreated, she narrowed her eyes teasingly and walked away.

Hermione shook her head lightly and smiled slightly. In her head, she thought back to what Parvati had said just now.

Is the medicine good? Probably right.

A young woman with a beautiful face did not regain consciousness as she walked briskly through Diagon Alley to buy the potion ingredients she needed.

She tried her hardest to avoid coming close to the Weasley trick shop, but Merlin didn't seem to mind...

"Hermione," Ron whispered her name softly.

The girl with the name kept a calm face. She looked at his face clearly to prove something.

Angry, disappointed...but not sad anymore, not hurt at all.

Okay, you can get over this asshole.

"Hello Ronald," Ron looked confused as his former lover greeted him in a neutral tone. She looked completely distant and emotionless.

“Are you okay?” Damn it! What stupid question was he asking?

“Oh, good. Very good. After breaking up with you” and meeting someone

Ron's face twisted, he looked hurt and guilty, "I'm sorry."

“Um,” she nodded easily. Making the other party's heart feel relieved, Ron smiled as if he had hope.

“Can we go back to the way things were?” He stared at Hermione expectantly, but what he saw in return was an incredulous face.

“What joke are you talking about?” Going back to the person who betrayed himself even though That she was feeling good with another person.

“Is that funny?” he asked in a high-pitched voice.

“Yes, Weasel. That's really funny.” A familiar voice suddenly appeared and Hermione was startled a little. When he felt the strong arms wrapping around her waist!

“Malfoy!” Ron growled, “What the hell are you doing?”

“Weasley?” Draco raised his eyebrows in annoyance. After work, he walked around Diagon Alley for a bit before going to the park like usual. Who would have thought that he would come across him? The silly scene where Weasley asks to reconcile with Granger's mother.

“What are you doing with Hermione?” His hard eyes looked at the hand that was wrapped around Hermione's waist...why did she let it hold her!

Incidentally, Hermione was just confused...how did he appear?

“Then what's so strange about me being involved with you?” The blond raised an eyebrow. He didn't even care that the other witches and wizards were now Starting to turn and look at each other

"What rights do you have?" Ron clenched his fists.

“Ho! I have more rights than you, Weasel. Because you are the ex-boyfriend who betrayed you. As for me... I'm your new boyfriend who can take care of you better than you." Want you back? Let's dream.

I will not let anything, take away

Ron was shocked...very shocked!

Well, Hermione was shocked, confused, and suspicious. Until Draco brought her to the park, she still couldn't piece it together.

“Malfoy!” The girl resisted when she realized that he was holding her hand and had to stop as well.

"Draco," he said as usual.

"Don't worry about that! What did you mean when you said that to Ron?" Hermione pursed her lips and said the shocking thing just a moment ago.

“Huh? Still don't understand?” Draco shook his head… It was clear that the girl's intelligent brain had its moments when it was dull as well.

“..." She was silent, trying to think through what he said.

“Think about it, Hermione, use your smart brain to figure out what I mean when I say that,” he urged, changing her pronouns sagely.

"Mr..."

standing in front of me

"Want to tease Ron?"

"Damn it!" Draco cursed...Damn you.

Hermione looked at that expression and smiled before laughing softly. which pulled his attention back to her again

Draco narrowed his eyes at that expression, "You're pretending to be stupid, right, Hermione?"

“Damn, you used such harsh words,” Hermione smiled, “Do you know that feelings like this can cause many problems and obstacles for us?”

He shrugged, “Do I have to care? Now I have my own life, I have disobeyed father's orders since the end of the war.”

“Really?” she was surprised.

"Eight years, Hermione," he hinted.

“For eight years, I harbored feelings for you.” And he wouldn't do it any longer.

Every breath, every hour has come to this

A gust of wind blew past. Her hazel-colored hair flowing down her face looked just as fresh. With a smile plastered on your face

“Very touching.”

"Of course, right?" Draco moved closer. Hermione had no right to escape because her hand was still clutched. She didn't bring her walkman with her today. But my favorite song sounded from somewhere. It was expected that someone who liked this song too would listen to it while sitting on a picnic or doing some kind of activity.

Two pairs of eyes meet each other.

One step closer

“Can you accept my love, good person?”

I have died everyday, waiting for you

Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed, I would find you

Time has brought your heart to me

 I haveloved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

The second hand passes along with the song and the waiting.

One step closer

One step closer

       “I have died everydaywaiting for you”

Her lips sang the melody of a song floating on the wind, and Draco smiled as he looked at the sight. and the heart swells He didn't refuse to look into her eyes.

       “Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years”

Sweet, clear voice

       “I'll love you for a thousand more”

The sound of singing that was like answering and expressing one's feelings loudly drew many passersby to turn and look, and then the story of Hermione's disbelief happened again...

       “Andall along I believed, I would find you Time has brought your heart to me, Ihave loved you for a thousand years”

Draco smiled after finishing the song...he even went to listen to the muggle song because he knew she liked it.

"Come out with me, Hermione."

I'll love you for a thousand more

Fin

You might be a little confused because Wright dresses in a confusing way.

This response is purely self-serving.

By

Shadow Lada