So, this is my first fanfic about them. But I think they are really cute together. I got an idea few days ago. Maybe some of you guys new, that Tom Felton, who's an actor of Draco, is also a singer.

So this is going to be a story, based on his songs. English is not my first language, so please be tolerant with all my mistakes. Thanks for reading and please review. :D

Everything is happening after the War, with absolute ignoring of epilogue. First in seventh year in Hogwarts and then in long future.

Nothing is mine, the Harry Potter characters are JK Rowling's, and if they would be mine...they would be in HP together! All the songs are Tom Felton's.

Chapter 1

It was 10 am, the last day before the end of Christmas break. Draco was during it at Malfoy Manor. Alone. After the War, his father had to go to Azkaban and his mum died.

He was lonely, a lot. He also had to let off all the house elves, so he was completely alone. He was sitting on his bed and was lost in thoughts. He was thinking about everything. About the War, the consequences from it, about his parents. About her. About the girl he loved. He didn't understand it. He never really understood love.

After the War, it was even worse. He lost his family, his friends, which never were the real ones, but they were just giving him that feeling. She was there. She was alive and well. However, their relationship was worse. It was forgotten or it almost wasn't there. And how he could tell her about his feelings?

He was pure blood and she was a mudblood. She was from Gryffindor, he was from Slytherin.

She was Potter's best friend and dating that stupid guy. Weasel. Another thing that Draco didn't understand was why she was dating Ronald Weasly. There were no reasons for it. She might be a mudblood but still, so clever, good looking. He sighed. It was that loud, that he almost got afraid of it.

Tom Felton: In my arms

I won't forget the first time,

I saw you looking at me.

Cause your curves were so fine,

You just had to be mine.

And I will hold you in my arms,

'Til the end of time.

And I will work it out in my mind,

How I got by without you in my life.

He was sitting like that until he fell into light sleep, without a dream or a nightmare.

He woke up at 1 in the afternoon in really strange mood. When he was in that mood he was doing one thing, no one ever knows that. He always really liked music. He could play piano, guitar, drums. He took the guitar and went outside. Not far from Malfoy Manor, there was a little hill, Draco always liked going there. He sat there with the guitar.

Tom Felton: Time well spent

And I was woken by thought in my head.

"Time to see the world and get up out of this bed."

With feet to walk with and a little time to kill.

I grab my guitar so I can go and chill,

out on Box Hill, cotch I will,

won't stop til I fall asleep.

I'll take my time and relax in the sun.

Because I heard time flies when you're having fun.

And I've no idea,

Where that day gone went.

Yet I know it's time well spent.

And I've idea,

Where that day gone went.

Yet I know that it's time well spent.

He was sitting there whole day. Time was really going fast. It was late evening, when he got back to Malfoy Manor. He picked up all his things to school. His books, clothes. He didn't go to sleep that night. He was sitting next to the window all the time.

At 10:45 he disappeared to King's Cross. The train was already standing there. The platform was already full of people. He didn't want to see anybody or talk to anybody, even if there was somebody like that. He got on the train and tried to find an empty compartment.

While he was going through the train, he could feel on himself the looks of everybody. He thought that after almost 5 months, it would get better. But it was still the same. Suddenly, he thought that he found a free compartment. He opened the door and stopped. She was sitting there. He had to act normal, or not normal, but just like himself.

"Granger. Where is Potty and Weasel?" he asked. She looked at him. "If you didn't get it, they stayed at Hogwarts," she said almost angrily. "Alright. Mind if I sit here?" he asked. She shrugged her shoulders and didn't answer. So he sat down opposite of her. After a while she asked:

"So Malfoy. How was your Christmas?" He almost passed out, that she asked him. "You know. Normal. I was at Malfoy Manor, alone. It was really great," he said quietly. She raised her head. "I didn't know, that you were spending Christmas alone," she replied, quietly too. "There was no reason. Or you see any? A reason why should Hermione Granger, the best friend of Harry Potter, know, what is Draco Malfoy doing at Christmas?" he said angrily. "I believe that everybody can be friend with everybody, now." She whispered.

He didn't know what to answer. "I believe that the War changed everybody," she continued. He nodded. "I hope that there are more people, which are thinking this. Because, I changed myself. I know that I'm different. My mother's death changed me too," he said and then felt something, which he didn't feel for so long time. And he realized that there is something wet and warm at his eyes. He felt the tear running down his cheek.

"I'm sorry to hear about your mother's death," she said quietly. "You didn't know that? I thought that every witch and wizard knew that Lucius Malfoy is in Azkaban and his wife, Narcissa Malfoy, is dead." Draco said then. And tears started to coming down his cheeks. He didn't want to cry in front of her, she would laugh at him, but he can't help himself. He, Draco Lucius Malfoy was crying in front of Hermione Jean Granger, the best friend of Harry Potter. He felt her hand on his shoulder and heard her voice saying: "Draco, don't cry. It's gotta be alright. Come here."

He didn't want to believe, that she hugged him. "Draco, Draco, please. Don't cry," she said quietly. He stopped in few minutes. "Hermione-," he started, but then somebody entered their compartment. It was Lavender.

"Oh. Hey, Hermione." She said, surprised and left quickly. "Mione, I'm sorry for this. I didn't want to," he said softly. "It's Ok, Draco," she said and hugged me again. I felt like I was in Heaven. She continued: "You called me by first name." I nodded. "Don't mind that?" I asked then. She shook her head.

"No, not at all. I did the same thing, anyway." Both of us smiled. Suddenly the train stopped. We were at Hogwarts. "So, see you. In the Great Hall and on classes, tomorrow." I said quickly. She nodded and with giving me one more hug, she left the compartment.

I hope you like it! The next chapter will be update soon! Thanks for reading! XoXo, BajaSt