Disclaimer: All hail J.K.R. who owns the H.P. characters.

A/N: Well, I am in the middle of a fic, but I couldn't wait to write this LoL. This is a songfic to Avril Lavigne's I'm With You. When I heard this song I immediately thought of Draco, it just seemed to fit him so well (well at least what I think of him LoL) and since I'm a shipper I had to make it D/Hrm. This is SUCH a good song, I suggest you download it or buy the CD and listen to it, especially listen to it while reading this. And please review, thanx!

I'm With You:

I'm standing on a bridge

I'm waiting in the dark

I thought that you'd be here by now.

It was Draco Malfoy's 16th birthday, and what better birthday present could he ask for than to be initiated into his father's close knit circle of friends? The answer was simple-he'd rather do anything than have to become a Death Eater. The evil, the malice, it just wasn't in him. Sure, his reputation in school was that of a heartless git, but he just couldn't harm and kill innocent people, he didn't understand how anyone could. But no one knew the true side of him, and he was sure no one cared to know either. He was stuck, practically defenseless, forced into this life his bastard of a father chose for him, thinking he'd readily accept it. So, that's how he found himself now, at Hogsmeade Bridge, preparing to end his misery.

There's nothing but the rain

No footsteps on the ground

I'm listening but there's no sound.

The stormy night seemed to envelop him, rain soaking through his robes. The only sound that could be heard was the soft splashing of raindrops falling into the river below him.

Isn't anyone trying to find me?

Won't somebody come take me home?

Draco had run from the long planned ceremony, away from his father, away from Voldemort, away from everything, trying to escape this horrible life. He was almost positive that the other Death Eaters would be catching up to him shortly. He wished his mother could do something, anything, but she was just as powerless as he was. He wanted nothing more than to just live a normal life, have an actual home, have people that cared about him.

It's a damn cold night

Trying to figure out this life

Won't you take me by the hand

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you

The icy cold of the mid-winter night chilled him to the bone, even through his heavy cloak. He wished his heart could ice over as well, but he knew no matter how freezing it was he couldn't deny his true feelings, couldn't harden his heart like Luscius. He started to think again. Maybe it wasn't the just the cold air that was making him shiver. Maybe it was the fact that he was actually about to end his own life, he wasn't sure if he could really go through with it after all. He wasn't quite sure of anything anymore.

I'm looking for a place

I'm searching for a face

Is anybody here I know?

He decided that becoming a Death Eater would kill a part of him anyway, the part of him that really mattered, so why not just do things the easy way. However, just as he was about to take the plunge, he noticed a small shadowy figure was approaching him.

Cause nothings going right

And everything's a mess.

"Malfoy?" a scared voice questioned. "Malfoy, what are you doing out here? The train back to Hogwarts will be leaving soon, you should be getting back."

Great, not only was everything in his life going wrong, Granger had to show up at probably about the worst time possible. What was she doing here anyway?

"Mind your own business Granger. And I'm not going back; there's just no point anymore.

"What are you talking about? What are you even doing out here?" As she saw him nearing the edge more realization hit her. "Oh God. Oh no, Malfoy, what are you thinking? What could possibly make you think about doing something like this?"

At this point he just broke down. He had never really cried before, he was always taught it was a sign of weakness, but he was frustrated, confused, and didn't know what else to do.

Hermione was shocked when she saw her long hated rival sitting there sobbing, and shaking almost violently. She cautiously took a few steps closer; she didn't want him to do anything rash. "Maybe I should say here with you Malfoy."

And no one likes to be alone.

Draco couldn't believe his ears. He looked up at the girl, shock evident all over his face. This girl-Hermione Granger, from Muggle-born decent, his enemy who he had teased, tormented, and basically made her life a living hell for the past 6 years, was willing to stay with him. He couldn't even begin to fathom why.

"Granger, why are you willing to spend time out here with me, someone you absolutely hate with a passion, when it's freezing cold outside? You should be going back to the castle with all your friends, not out here with a pathetic loser."

"Well, that's easy, no one likes to be alone." Draco had now stepped down from the railing where he had previously been standing, and was sitting on the hard, wet concrete hugging his knees to his chest, now resembling a little frightened boy, rather than the 16- year- old he was. Hermione came down and carefully sat down next to him.

Isn't anyone trying to find me?

Won't somebody come take me home?

Draco had figured that his father and the rest of his crew had given up their search, not deeming it worthy, realizing Draco's intentions.

"Do you want to tell me about it? You might feel better." Hermione asked lending her ear to the boy whom seemed to be in desperate need.

"You couldn't possibly understand."

"Try me."

It's a damn cold night

Trying to figure out this life

Won't you take me by the hand

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you

So he now found himself spilling his innermost thoughts and feelings to a girl he was made to believe he had to hate, finding that someone might be able to understand after all.

Oh why is everything so confusing?

Maybe I'm just out of my mind.

He told Hermione everything, not bothering to spare any detail. He told her of his father's wishes, his own feelings and thoughts, his seemingly worthless existence, and how he figured this was his best solution. The only thing Hermione could do was to sit there and listen, and it took her everything in her power not to reach out and hug him-it seemed like he needed it badly.

It's a damn cold night

Trying to figure out this life

Won't you take me by the hand

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you. I'm with you.

He barely knew anything about Hermione Granger, but he felt extremely relieved when he told her the whole horrible truth from beginning to end without her running away screaming like he thought she would. Instead she patiently listened, and he still couldn't believe someone actually cared. She was the last person he would ever expect, but now that she was here he was extremely grateful.

Take me by the hand

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you

I'm with you

"I think we should be getting back to Hogwarts now, I think if we hurry we can make the train." Hermione finally said.

"But-" however Hermione cut him off.

"Draco, this is your life, and you shouldn't and can't be forced into doing anything you don't want to do. If you go to Dumbledore and explain everything, I'm sure he'd be able to protect you. Now let's get back. And by the way, I'm really glad you told me everything." She said while giving him a small smile.

"Me too." He confirmed, putting every ounce of meaning into those words.

Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger had never been more surprised than that night than finding that the one person they despised the most could turn out to be someone they got along well with. They both caught the last train from Hogsmeade back to Hogwarts, Draco now feeling considerably good about the future. Back at the bridge, all his negative thoughts and feelings were left behind with the icy cold and now gently falling snow. He didn't know Hermione all that well, but he was looking forward to getting to know her, thinking she could turn out to be a good friend, maybe even more, but only time would tell.

Take me by the hand

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you

I'm with you

I'm with you...

When they got back to the castle, before going their separate ways, with plans to meet Dumbledore first thing in the morning, what shocked and pleased Draco the most was when Hermione suddenly threw her arms around his neck in a tight hug and said to him "Happy birthday, Draco Malfoy. And don't worry, I'll be here with you."

A/N: Ok, so what did you think of it? Hope you liked it, please review and let me know! And also, sorry if anyone has done something similar to this, but so far I haven't seen this song used for a Draco/Hermione fic, and this was all my own idea. I couldn't believe how perfect this song seemed to fit though LoL. Anyway, please read and review my other fanfic "The Mistake They Can't Deny", (it's a romance/comedy) and if you liked this, I think you'll like that too :o). Thanx to all who review! TTYL ~SweetWater~