Hey guys! So this is my first Dramione fanfiction. Dramione is my OPT like seriously I was shipping them before it was cool. Dramione is life and your opinion is invalid. Ok well this is based on Taylor Swift's song 'I'd Lie' and it's one of my favorites, and this is AU…. Enjoy x

Disclaimer: As much as I wish, I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters

'I don't think that passenger seat
has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
and I count the colors in his eyes'

Hermione POV

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. And if you are thinking 'morning Hermione is happy Hermione' I will laugh at your idiocy and throw you off a cliff, with a bullet in your arm. Don't worry I'm not normally this miserable, today is just a very special occasion (please note the sarcasm muggles) today is the first day of school! Now normally, I love school, except when you have 10 weeks of summer, going to bed at 4am and waking up at 3pm, you get a bit cranky waking up at 6am. Just a little bit.

Anyways, as I was saying, so today was the starting of junior year at Hogwarts High. I would say that school, is like my home. My best friend agrees. Let's just say both of us, may have what you call a 'dysfunctional family' but we'll get onto that later. Hogwarts is a large brick building, with marble floors and bright red lockers in every hall. It was such a shame it was filled with so many douche bags. But isn't every school? Plus our school might have what you call 'cliques' so before you make any accusations on what I'm in; let me explain.

So first we have the jocks, who think they're badass because they're on the football team, and they are the biggest shit bags you will ever meet in your entire life time. They flirt with every girl, and basically do it with anybody willing. No joke. Although there are some exceptions, like Harry Potter, and my best friend. Next are the cheerleaders, aka the sluts/popular girls/bitches should I go on? Basically, they think everybody loves them. But in my opinion, wearing orange foundation and corsets to school is kinda screaming 'desperate' but hey, do what you gotta do. Then there are the nerds, who don't talk to anyone except there robots, drama kids (stay away from them, unless you like hearing them yelling Broadway songs) and the people who literally are just… there. But don't forget me, now I don't really know how to describe my group. I guess you could say we are kinda popular, but that doesn't matter to us. We're just a big family – a VERY loud big crazy family.

Now let me describe our 'family' to you. First, we have the oldest George and Fred weasley; they're the trouble makers who get detention every week. Fred has a girlfriend called Angelina, who is nice enough. We're trying to get George and Katie Bell together, since they're both seniors, and we all know they lo-like each other. Next is Lee Jordan whose one of the funniest person you will ever meet, he's a senior too. Seamus Finnigan, who's in my year, is very cool, and all of us think he's gay – and ship him with Dean. Now Dean Thomas, has an off and on relationship with Ginny, which annoys the crap out of us. Luna Lovegood, a strange yet sweet girl with striking blonde hair and a dreamy voice, she and I are very close. Neville Longbottom, now I'm pretty sure we just hang around with him just so we have someone to make fun off. Ginny Weasley, the youngest of all of us, is a sophomore, personally, I think she is nice but dates too many guys, and not to mention is a bit obsessed with fashion, makeup, and relationships. Blaise Zabini, now he is a jock, although once you get to know him, he is hilarious. Even if he is a flirt, and for some reason kisses every cheerleader, we all love him. Dun Dun DUNNN! Harry Potter! Harry is the quarterback, and the best anyone has ever seen in a decade. One of my first friends, and we're super close, he is loyal, kind, and quite good looking – yet he has his heart set on Ginny for some reason. Lastly, we have Ron Weasley, let's just say we have some bad (REALLY bad) history together, and the only reason I still hang out with him is because of Harry.

So that's it, sorry to bore y'all but I guess I just had to give you the 411. Now back to reality, my alarm freaking beeped repeatedly at me.

6:30

"Craaaaappppppp!" My best friend comes to pick me up at 7, so I'm technically screwed. Now, before I describe my room and house to you, I guess I should give you the background info. My parents (Mr. and Ms Granger) are dentists, except they now own over 30 dentistry in the country. Therefore, they are always away on some big business trip. And since I'm an only child, this means I'm always, home alone for about 300 days of the year. But hey, it puts a pretty roof over my head, plus I can literally do anything.

Ok back to the real thing, I quickly ran into the bathroom, and had the shortest shower known to man. Throwing on some random clothes that I laid out last night – jean shorts and a red Yale sweater – I ran back into the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. My hair is the messiest, ugliest, curliest frizz ball on the planet, which takes a life time to de-knot. So basically, I put it in a messy ponytail every day, but of course my bangs love to stay hanging on my forehead. Running downstairs, I quickly grabbed my school bag, just in time to hear my best friend honk the horn. I ran out the door, just to see my best friend standing by his black Volkswagen (don't ask me why he has a big car, and don't ever insult it unless you want color bombs in your locker every day – I leant that the hard way).

"No Hermione, please take your time, it's not like we have anywhere important to go" Draco drawled sarcastically.

Oh did I mention my best friend is Draco Malfoy? Hehehe, wooops

Draco Malfoy, running back, second smartest in the year, funny, loyal, player, and my best friend. Funny story, me and Draco use to hate each other, all throughout elementary school and middle school. Then on the first day of freshman year, we had the same schedule, and when we were in chemistry, after spilling our acid on the teacher – Professor Slughorn – we both got detention together. After 3 hours of arguing and insults, we decided to make a truce. Then my parents moved to a house, which just happened to be next to his. And I guess things just… clicked? Fun fact about Draco, he literally dates EVERY SINGLE FREAKIN GIRL AT HOGWARTS. Normally after 2-3 weeks, he dumps then. Every 187 of them have hated me. See, I would be very nice towards them, but they would just bat they mascara eyelashes at me, while giving the dirtiest glare, straight towards me. So it's really not my fault. When I try and talk to Draco about it, he just puts his arm around my shoulder and says there just jealous, because I will always be the most important girl in his life. My reply is normally blushing, and then hitting him.

"Yo Beaver mouth! Let's go," That snapped me out of my trance. Draco just smiled, as I ran around to sit shotgun. Every time I sit in the front, it makes me smile, since Draco doesn't let any girl except me in the passenger seat. He's just a cutie like that.

"So ferret face, you ready to womanize the entire freshman population?"

"Please Hermione, it's my natural charm"

"Sure dingdong."

"Shut up loserface," Draco replies slyly, as we drove to school. Our conversation was like that for the next 10 minutes, until Draco finally told me

"Lucius came home last night," he said solemnly. Lucius was Draco's father, he was a rich old man, who deals with illegal business, and is out for weeks, getting drunk and cheating on his mom. Draco even told me that Lucius would abuse Draco and his mom. Narcissa, his mom, was a drunk, who had no care for her son. She would be locked up into her bedroom all day, smoking and counting the money Lucius would bring home.

"Did he… you know?" Hoping Draco would know what I mean,

Draco slowly shook his head, keeping his eyes on the road. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"He came home, while I was in bed, I could hear him and my mom fighting. I think he hit her. And the worst part is that she didn't mind. After that, I couldn't hear anything else,"

Anger boiled inside of me. Who did Lucius think he was? I hate it that he scares Draco,

"You know, you can always come to my house, there's spare rooms and I ca-" I was cut off by Draco taking my hand. This was usual for us, we hugged, held hands, and I always kiss him on the cheek as a friendly good luck before every football game. Keeping one hand on the wheel, he turned towards me. Honey brown on Ice grey. I always thought Draco has nice eyes; they were grey, but soft and gentle, like the clouds after a storm. They held so much pain, but happiness when I'm with him. The grey eyes, with a bit of sea blue on the inner rim, and a splat of brown near the pupil. To me his eyes, well everything about him was perfect. Our moment was cut off, by him parking the car. School.

Oh and I forget to tell you something; I'm in love with my best friend.