Wasn’t it easier in your lunchbox days?
Always a bigger bed to crawl into.
Wasn’t it beautiful when you believed in everything,
And everybody believed in you?
It’s because nothing feels right with anyone else but you.
AU; thedarkofthealley asked, Dramione AND Everlark
Katniss looked across the room at the returning tributes from District 1. The boy had striking blonde hair and pale skin, and wore a smug look upon his face that suggested he knew something the rest of the room didn’t. The girl’s chocolate brown hair fell in waves around her nervous smile and she was gripping the boy’s wrist tightly, handcuffing him with her fingers. They fit the description of the usual Capitol lapdogs from the Career districts - attractive and strong, a perfect team for the audience to go nuts for. Yet they gave off a familiar vibe that Katniss could not place.
“That’s them,” whispered Haymitch. “I told you that you’d need allies for the Quarter Quell, and that’s who I would like you to befriend.
Katniss had to stop herself from snorting. She glanced at Peeta, whose eyebrows were playfully raised, awaiting the storm that occurred when a fight broke out between her and Haymitch. He would let the bickering pass and gently place his hand on the small of her back to remind her that he was still there. It usually quieted her down, much to Haymitch’s pleasure.
“Why them?” she asked. “The Capitol has them under their thumb. And I heard that neither of them won from hand-to-hand combat. They simply waited for their opponents to die off.”
It was Haymitch’s turn to smirk. “That’s Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. I can’t tell you yet why they’re useful, but know that they are. They have special…capabilities…that no one is quite aware of yet.”
Katniss stared at Haymitch and then turned to Peeta. His eyes were confused, but soft, and they confirmed that she should listen to their somewhat off-balance mentor. Haymitch was sober today, after all.
Katniss turned and saw Draco’s arm snaking around Hermione’s waist and wondered if they were putting on a show for the games as she and Peeta had. But as she watched the two tributes whisper and saw the quick press of Draco’s lips to Hermione’s neck, she knew it was real.
Then, she realized. The familiarity of these tributes’ relationship was its similarity to her and Peeta. Draco and Hermione would protect each other to no end, and according to Haymitch they would protect the tributes from District 12 too.
Let the games begin, thought Katniss, and started towards her new “friends.”
Dramione Cliches that I love: Getting paired up in potions class
Isolation by Bex-chan, chapter 38: Again
Draco was studying her closely from the other side of the room, watching her chest heave and her hands shake with emotion. He wondered why they were still so far apart. “You didn’t have to Petrify me,” he said slowly. “That was your choice.”
“That was the choice you drove me to!” she yelled, and she could feel her eyes beginning to sting as she tried to smother a frustrated whine with the back of her hand. “I won’t do that again. I won’t. That was…horrible, and I knew you’d try to stop me again, and I…saying goodbye just doesn’t work for us.”
“So what, you were just going to disappear?” he asked.
“No, of course not. I was going to leave you a note.”
“Oh, a note?” he remarked sarcastically. “Excellent! How fucking thoughtful of you!”
“Dammit, Draco, what else was I supposed to do?” She could taste tears at the corners of her mouth. “I can’t win, can I? What can I do?”
”Stay here!”
“NO! When are you going to get it into your head? I. Am. Leaving! And there is nothing you can do about it! Why can’t you just accept that?”
”BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!” he blurted heedlessly, his face crumpling up in complete agony, and Hermione fell into an awestruck silence.
