Author note: Hey…. not much to say. Hope you like the story. This is my first song fic!! Yay!!

I don't own the song "on my own", that's from Les Miserables. I also don't own Harry Potter, which would be J.K. Rowling.

Enjoy!

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Hermione looked across the Great Hall and saw those familiar gray eyes that went with his perfect bleach blond hair.

She knew it was wrong. Hermione knew that it wasn't normal or right to be secretly in…in love with a Slytherin. The words stung.

On my own, pretending he's beside me

Hermione often dreamed up fantasies about the boy. She would accidentally bump into the boy…he'd kiss her, and they'd both say how they were truly in love.

Without him I feel his arms around me

Breakfast ended and Hermione set off to her first class-potions. Of course, with Slytherins. She walked down to the dungeons and found her seat. Within the first ten minuets of class Snape had accused Hermione of something, she didn't even know what, and lost points for her house.

Hermione closed her eyes, and inside her new dream, Draco moved over to her and wrapped his arms around her.

And when I lose my way I close my eyes and he has found me.

Halfway through history of magic, Hermione thought of a brilliant idea. Her and Draco, simply standing in the pouring rain, snogging. She could almost feel his hands around her and almost see the shiny pavement.

In the rain, the pavement shines like silver.

With sparkling lights around the two opposites, they danced the night away.

All the lights are misty in the river.

Hermione could, right there and then, picture her and the young Slytherin together for a lifetime. And she could see little blond, bushy haired children, floating away from her and Draco on the Hogwarts Express.

And all I see is him and me forever and forever.

As the bell rang Hermione was thrown into life again. She knew that Draco would never lover her, but, even though she supposedly hated the boy, she couldn't help but feel a connection with Draco. She couldn't tell you why, but Hermione felt like they were alike.

And I know it's only in my mind

Of course, he would never see that, Draco could only see the bossy, mudblood Gryffindor.

And I know that he is blind,

Hermione figured the boy would never love her, but only sometimes could she come to tell herself that. She truly believed deep down there's a way for the two.

Still I say, there's a way for us,

Hermione passed Draco and as their arms almost unnoticeably, touched, Hermione could help think it.

I love him

When Draco looked back and scowled at the girl, she'd known it would never be. He left her there, feeling empty. The glimmering water's gone, the lights turned off.

He is gone, the river's just a river.

Hermione saw every day while she loved the boy; he simply hated her.

I love him, but every day I'm learning all my life I've only been pretending.

Draco carried on his life, unchanged. Hermione wished once, maybe once he would smile at her, and maybe she could change his world, as he's done for her.

Without me his world will go on turning.

Hermione went down the hall and found the boy she loved and a Slytherin she hated…snogging. He seemed to be enjoying way too much.

The world is full of happiness that I have never known.

Hermione couldn't help it. She was in love with the wrong person.

I love him

Hermione knew she could only love him in her head, her dreams, alone. She could only love him without him.

I love him, but only on my own.

She glanced at the boy at the opposite side of the hall. He whispered to one of his goons. She knew they would never be, and she knew she only loved him on her own.

I love him, but only on my own.

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