Because of you

Note:

Before you start to read this, please note that this is a song-fic. If you've seen the video, or heard the song, you should know what this will be about; or do you?

This story just came to me, while I was on my tenth time, listening to it for an hour. The song is by Ne-Yo (yes a hottie) and I think you would appreciate it.

I've decided that I will make this into a chapter story; instead of my usual one-shot.

When you are done reading, you should read the final note at the bottom and tell me what you think of the idea.

Summary:

Post-Hogwarts. Hermione and Draco had a fling in the last year of school and neither of them could forget it but now that they are at University, they decided that it would be best to put it out of their minds, especially since Draco is now dating Pansy and Hermione is determined to complete her studies at the top of her class. Well, that was until they bumped into each other, literally, in the hallway, on their way to the same class. Will they develop an attraction towards each other? Will they start something neither of them could control? But if so, what will be the consequences of their actions?

Chapter One:

A Flashback and the Reunion

The date is August 24th and it is the first day of the new semester at the University of Magic. The sun was shining brightly and the sky looked as clear as could be. A smiling Hermione walked proudly up the stairs of the University's front yard then took a detour towards the growing crowd of students that gathered around a statue. She hoped she was at the right place. Her acceptance letter specifically said to be at the front of the school, by the statue, for an orientation ceremony at nine a.m. After a few minutes, she looked down at the parchment paper that was in her hand and sighed. She knew she wasn't early, seeing at it was a quarter past nine, for the orientation ceremony, but there should be no excuse for anyone to be late to welcome the new students into their own school; and my were there a lot of people. There were people, who looked like they came from all around the world, gathered outside, chatting happily and laughing amongst themselves. She stood there for a minute more and then walked over to a vacant bench and sat down. She must have been there for less than five minutes when she saw someone walk over to the bench she was sitting on, smiling. She smiled back, politely, and watched as the person took a seat next to her.

Before Hermione could formally introduce herself to the girl, and ask her if she knew what was going on, the girl introduced herself.

"Hi there. My name is Sara Timberball and you are?"

Hermione carefully looked the girl over and exhaled. This was so bizarre. The first person who actually talked to her seemed to be a punk rock, gothic queen. She was dressed in all black. Shirt, pants, shoes, socks, you name it. Her hair was spiked black and her nails were painted black. Her ears were pierced in several different places, and nose was as well; but nonetheless, her parents raised her to not judge a book by its cover so she smiled, outstretched her hand and replied "Hi Sara, my name is Hermione Granger. Do you..."

But Hermione didn't get to finish because Sara jumped up, ran over to the group of people she came from and shouted "I told you! She is Hermione Granger! You all owe me fifty galleons. Pay up now!"

Hermione looked in shock as the scene unfolded before her. Sara was taking several pouches from different people and laughing, merrily. Never in Hermione's life had she ever felt so rejected; but she was determined to make this experience unlike any other. So she sucked up the sorrow she felt and waited a few more moments. Slowly, the crowd deteoriated, leaving Hermione with three other people. Hermione slowly gathered up her pamphlets, bag and few books and slowly walked away; that was until a female walked up to her. She exhaled sharply, hissed as the person came closer but stopped when the person ran and stopped before her. I guess the person wasn't ready for the look of annoyance on Hermione's face because she gasped and said "Sorry for stopping you. It's just that I wanted to know if you were Hermione Granger."

Hermione, slowly closed her eyes, and growled. I mean wasn't once enough? Her eyes snapped open and said "Yes I am Hermione Granger. You can run off to your friends and tell them that now."

The girl looked at her in confusion and said "What?"

"Did you not hear me?" Hermione asked her stupidly "I said you could go over to your friends and tell them. At least you could make the galleons."

The girl looked at her, like she was mental, and asked "What are you talking about? What galleons? Are you okay?"

Hermione looked over the girl's confused expression and exhaled. Great, just great, Hermione. First you were the subject of a bet, now you are making a poor innocent person think that you are a complete ass. Way to go! Hermione thought to herself. "So you are not meeting me because of a bet?"

The girl looked as if she was going to burst and said "No. I only came over here to hand you this parchment."

When Hermione heard that, her face turned beet red. The girl laughed at the change in Hermione expression and said "It's okay. I've heard what a girl did to you. It's understandable. By the way my name is Jessica McCollie."

"It's nice to meet you Jessica. Sorry about flipping out earlier. I'm under a bit of stress."

Jessica, a petite, black haired girl, laughed and said "It's okay. Do you want to meet my friends?"

Before Hermione could say anything she was pulled towards two males. Hermione immediately looked down at the ground and blushed. It wasn't usual for her to be shy around males but these two guys were hot, and when I say hot, I mean hot with fifteen "T's". One of them looked about six foot and the other one looked about 5 foot eleven. The one who was five foot eleven had dark hair, was extremely built, which you could see through his shirt, and had a smile that could take your breathe away. She learnt that his name was Brent, and she smiled when he shook her hand. But when she saw the other one, her heart almost stopped. There he was. The man who haunted her for months. Well he wasn't exactly the same person but he must have had some sort of relation to the person. He had blonde hair, aristocrat features and a body anyone would die for. Hermione looked him over carefully and asked "Are you, in any way, related to the Malfoy's?"

The male looked at her skeptically and said "Why yes. I am a Malfoy actually. The name's Anthony and you must be Hermione Granger; right?"

"You know me?"

"Well I've never formally met you, as you could tell, but I've heard your name for as much years as I could remember."

"From whom I might ask" As if it wasn't obvious.

"My cousin Draco."

Then it all clicked. He was Draco's cousin. That's why he looked familiar. But before she could say anything, the first thing that came out was something she never thought she would say "So how has he been?"

Anthony raised an eyebrow at the question but said "He should be fine. He has a girlfriend to keep him company so; yeah. I would say he is fine."

Hermione heart sank. She knew he would move on, after their little fling but...anyway. Enough about that. She cleared her throat, looked at the people and said "Well I think I should go. I have to meet my roommate and all. So I guess I'll see you around."

She didn't wait for their reply. She just took off suddenly and turned around the first corner she could get to. She paused for a second and leaned against the nearest wall. I can't believe this is happening again. It took me so long to get over him, why do I still have these feelings? Damn it! I need to get rid of them. Hermione stood still for a moment, glanced at the parchment, which Jessica gave her, and made her way to the specified room, that she was to share. On the way there, she reminisced on the time when the tension between the two, finally cracked.

Flashback

It was the last day of school for the graduating class and everyone was having a nice time at the party. The war had ended months ago and everyone was on good with each other; well almost everyone. Hermione had yet to forgive Draco for all of the name calling during the years, or so it seemed, but he could care less. They still had their spats every now and then, but some of them were just completely silly, since it really had no point. Everyone said that the reason none of them would stop the arguments was because they silently loved the thought of bringing passion out in the other and, as a result of that, find each other attractive; but they both denied the allegations.

But at this party, something sparked an argument, which started petty but later grew into a full fledged argument; filled with sneering, swearing, and the occasional pointing of an accusing finger from both parties. The argument started with a disagreement between Hermione, Harry and Ron, which escalated with a few more uninvited guests.

"What do you mean it is useless?" Hermione bellowed.

"Exactly what I said, 'Mione." Harry pointed out.

"Harry is right, 'Mione. This spew idea is completely ridiculous and to think that the Ministry would put up with such an idea is just stupid on your part." Ron said.

Hermione's nostrils flared and she said "For starters, it is not spew, it is S.P.E.W. Do you understand me? S.P.E.W! And who gives a damn if they listen to me or not? I'll get other ways to make sure what I want is achieved."

"Give it up, Hermione!" Ron said.

"It's no use. You know no one would ever think what you want matters. You would be talking to a bunch of pure blooded wizards, Hermione. These people have had elves for over centuries; do you actually think they would listen to a..." but Harry didn't finish because Hermione cut in.

"A Mud-blood? Well you know what? Both are you no better than Malfoy. Matter of fact, you are worst than Malfoy."

"Just because you like him..."

"For the last time, I don't fucking like him! He is scum..."

But Draco, who was walking by, stopped and decided that he should but in "Granger..."

"Not now ferret..." She then turned back to Harry and Ron "...a down right bastard..."

"I am no such thing! I was not born out of wedlock!"

Hermione's head snapped towards him and asked "And what is it that you want, ferret?"

"Don't get your knickers in a twist. What is this so called conversation about that you had to add my name into it?"

"Now is not the time Malfoy..." She then turned around to face Harry, only to be pulled back by a very annoyed Draco.

"Answer me Granger. I am not one of your minions who you can talk to however you feel like. So answer the damn question."

"Why do you care? It's not like you care about anything but your damn self." Hermione said, while poking him in the shoulder.

"You don't fucking know me Granger, so don't pretend like you do." Draco warned.

"Ooh, I'm so scared." Hermione said sarcastically and then turned around to face a smiling Harry and Ron. What she didn't expect was Draco walking up behind her and asking:

"Is it that time of the month or are you naturally a bitch?"

Before Hermione could yell at him, he turned around and walked out of the Great Hall. Before Hermione could register what was going on, she stormed outside in search of him. She knew where he had gone so she took a sharp turn to the left, and walked down the flight of stairs that led to the Slytherin Common Room. She was walking for about five in the deserted corridor until she saw a head of blond hair near a wall. She slowed her pace and allowed the anger of both conversations to overtake her. She walked closer to him but scowled when she saw that he was smiling.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? A Gryffindor in a Slytherin's lair."

"What the hell is wrong with you Malfoy?"

"Temper Granger. Why would you ask such a question?"

"First you jump into a conversation, which you had no business in, in the first place, then you had the balls to call me a bitch."

"Such a nice choice of words, Granger. Do you think of balls often?" Draco's smirk broaden

Hermione scowled and said "Why Malfoy, are you interested in getting some; seeing as you lack in that department?"

Draco's smirk dropped, and then slowly resurfaced when he said "My Granger. How would you know if I am lacking or not? Do you fantasize about me?" Draco moved his body from the wall; he was leaning on, and took a few steps towards Hermione.

Hermione didn't falter. She stood her ground and said "Oh you wish Malfoy. As if I would fantasize about a pompous ass such as yourself."

"Denial is understandable, Granger. I mean, if I was in your position I would fantasize about me as well."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said "Well, it seems like you have no intention of continuing the conversation I started so, good night Malfoy."

But Draco was having none of that. "Where do you think you are going Granger? I am not done with you."

"Well that is where we change roles because I am done with you."

But she didn't get far because Draco swiftly walked up to her, pushed her against the wall to her left and said "Now Granger. Where are your manners? Didn't you know it was impolite to walk away from an incomplete discussion?"

"No, Malfoy, nor do I care."

"And when has the all mighty, good natured Hermione Granger, not care about something?"

Hermione ignored him and said "That is my cue to leave."

Hermione then made an attempt to leave but was pulled, and pushed further into the wall by Draco. "Where do you think you are going, Granger?"

Hermione pushed him away, slightly and said "To bed, Malfoy."

"Oh no you don't."

Hermione who, was mildly irritated by this pointless conversation said "What the fuck do you want from me?"

Draco smirked and said "That's what I was waiting for. The Hermione Granger with the brains and a bitchy attitude."

That sent her over the edge. "Why are you calling me a bitch? I am not a bitch, nor do I have a bitchy attitu-" but she didn't get to finish because Draco pushed his body against hers and gave her a kiss that took her breath away. As soon as their lips collided, it felt like sparks erupted and exploded. Hermione had never felt such a sensation before in her life. She slow wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled him closer and groaned when she felt him grab her waist.

They stood there, against for the wall for a while, just groping each other until Draco pulled apart and said "Follow me."

Hermione didn't protest. She just took a hold of his hands and allowed him to lead her to the Slytherin Common Room. When they got to the door, which wasn't that far from where they were, Draco said the password, and walked in, pulling her behind him. As soon as the portrait closed Draco pushed her against it and pulled her into another searing kiss. She immediately kissed him back and moaned as she felt Draco raising her legs so she could wrap them around his waist. She wrapped them around her waist but looked at him in confusion when he pulled back and asked "Are you are virgin?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure you want to do this? If not, then now is the time to speak up."

Hermione looked at Draco's flushed expression and instantly said "Yes, I want it."

Draco leaned forward, captured her lips against his, and grabbed her hips closely against his. He started to walk away from the portrait, and Hermione pulled her lips from him in confusion and asked "Where we going?"

"Relax. We are going to my room."

Hermione didn't get to answer because Draco placed his lips over hers once again. About five minutes later they stopped at a wooden door, which had the words "Head Boy" labeled on it. Draco said the password, and speedily walked into the room. Hermione looked around the room, until Draco told her to unwrap her leg from his waist. She did so slowly, but before she could move to place her foot on the ground, Draco kept her cradled to his chest, walked over to his bed, and threw her on it.

She squealed as her body bounced on the bed but stopped when she saw Draco removing his shoes. She watched him closely but licked her lips when Draco walked over to the bed. He crawled on the bed, closer to her and pushed her on her back.

As soon as Draco's lips met Hermione's her mind went blank. All of the caresses, all the words, just made her closer to the edge.

Hermione was just about the go deeper into the actual event, where she gave herself to him, but she heard someone call her name.

End of Flashback

"Hermione!"

Hermione snapped out of her daydream and smiled when she saw who it was who called her. Jessica was standing by an antique painting smiling. Hermione looked at the parchment once again, and then stopped by the door where Jessica was standing. Hermione asked Jessica "Is this room 30?"

"Yes it is, and you are my dorm mate."

"But why aren't you inside?"

"Because, since we are one of the privilege ones to get a portrait as a door, we get to choose our password."

"Great. So do you have any suggestion?"

"What about un-abiding love?"

"You love Romance novels right?" Hermione asked and laughed

"How'd you know? Plus, I feel like I am living in one."

"Well, the password seems okay."

So they said the password and the portrait swung open. What they saw when it opened was something Hermione was not prepared to see. The room was split into two colors. Pink on the left and white to the right and on each side of the room were two perfectly made beds. Hermione walked over to the bed, where her luggage sat, and sat on the bed. Jessica did the same to her bed and, almost immediately, started unpacking. She opened her pink suitcase and placed her stuff on the bed. Hermione watched her for a while, and then started doing the same. She slid open her new white, with black trimming, suitcase and smiled when she saw the contents.

In her suitcase were the usual toiletries, and clothing but a few things stood out. Firstly, there were a picture of her parents and her six year old brother Cameron, taken a month ago, while they were all on holiday in the Caribbean. Secondly, there was another picture, but this picture was of her two best friends Harry and Ron, who were in Auror Training as we speak. Harry and Ron were with their girlfriends' Ginny and Luna, respectively. They were all at the good bye party, held for Harry and Ron, the day before they entered training. Hermione took these two pictures and arranged them, in a straight line, on her empty dresser. She then took out her new laptop, which was given to her as a gift from her grandparents, and placed it on the adjoining desk next to the dresser.

About an hour later Hermione had finished unpacking, plugging in her pc, and helping Jessica organize her stuff. I mean, compared to Hermione, she was quite messy. Her side of the desk was covered with all sorts of things Hermione would never think to put on a desk. Socks and earrings. Who puts socks and earrings on a desk, when you have dressers and bureaus to put them in? Anyway, after helping her put those away Hermione was exhausted. She looked at her clock and sighed. It was already after one and she hadn't eaten since seven thirty that morning.

She was going to get up to go look for a place what sold food until Jessica's boyfriend, Anthony, came to the door. Hermione still couldn't get that inkling from her spine whenever she saw him. Instead of moving off the bed, she just stopped moving and lied there; praying for him to leave soon. After thirty minutes of waiting him to leave, Hermione fell asleep, dreaming of Anthony's cousin.

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Hermione awoke from her captivating sleep around six thirty that evening. The orange sun was slowing sinking and Hermione yawned. The room was slowing getting dark and Jessica was nowhere to be seen. Hermione stretched her arms, above her head, and groaned as her stomach suddenly started to grumble. She had forgotten that she hadn't eaten in eleven hours so she, slowly, raised her recuperating body out of the bed, placed her abandoned sandals back on her feet, got some money and decided to go looking for some food.

When her portrait opened Hermione could hardly see the hallway. There were so many girls, in some of their best clothes I might mention, coming out of their room. So Hermione waited a while, until it was at least manageable, and followed them. It looked like they were going some place where food was so why shouldn't she follow? She followed the crowd and saw that they all went to this local eatery at the right end of the campus. She slowed her pace as she got closer to the door and took in the surroundings. Above the door, there was a large white banner with the words "Welcome Freshman's!" in large black writing. Hermione took that as an indication and went inside.

The eatery was plainly decorated, white walls and white tiles; well that was until she saw the right of the room. There was a huge dance floor, large wrap-around tables and chairs and a DJ area. She silently walked to the left of the room, where the cash register was located, and quickly scanned the menu behind it. Most of it consisted of salads and different food for people who were on an eating binge. Then she looked to the far corner of the menu and saw something more her style; a roast beef sandwich with a side of fries. Just what I wanted she thought.

She walked slowly to the abandoned cash register but stopped short when someone cut in the front of her and said "A cherry cola please."

Hermione couldn't understand what it was with these people; they seem to have no home training or manners. I mean to just cut in front of me like that. That is so…uh. But she said nothing. She waited until the person was done, left and disappeared into the crowd to make her way to the cash register.

"Can I have the roast beef club with a side of fries; please?"

The girl looked at her weird, as if saying 'all of that', for a few minutes, calculated the cost of the sandwich and asked "Is that all?"

"Um no, can I have a medium canned pumpkin juice as well?"

The girl took about three minutes trying to put that in and after she was done she said "That will be £3."

Hermione took her money out of her pocket, paid the money, and stepped aside. She waited for about five minutes until the cashier told her that her food was ready. As soon as she reached over to grab her food, the same guy, who cut in front of her before, came back and said "Another cherry coke please."

The cashier smiled and said "Sure, cutie."

Hermione rolled her eyes, but stopped when the guy said "Mmm, a roast beef sandwich. You seem like my kind of girl."

But Hermione was in no mood to talk to him so she, politely said "Great", turned the other way and walked away. She walked pass all the girls, who were dancing with numerous guys, and walked out the door. She walked back to her room, said the password and went inside. What she didn't expect to see was Jessica and Anthony practically going at it.

She gasped loudly and quickly walked over to her bed. She put up a soundproof barrier in the middle of the room, turned on her magically powered television, which she had hidden before, sat on her bed, and began eating.

About an hour, she was done eating but was too engrossed in the movie to get up. She was watching a classic entitled Titanic, which starred one of her favorite actors; Leonardo DiCaprio. As soon as the movie went on commercial, she quickly got up, threw the empty plate into the garbage and sat back on the bed. Within thirty minutes of getting up, she fell asleep.

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A week later, which was the first week of classes, was surreal for Hermione. The first four days were filled with lesson plans, copies of the curriculum, the list of recommended books and revision from what they should have covered in their previous school. Today is the 31st and it was the first day she would get to see her first potions class. She had been looking forward to this class all week and couldn't wait to see who her professor was; that was until she reached the potions class. You see, someone else was reaching for the door. She then reached her hand further towards the door until the person said "Allow me."

Hermione smiled, allowed the person to open the door for her but as she was thanking the person she looked up and her eyes met silver-grey ones.

"Draco?"

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Note:

That is the first chapter of Because of you. I know it might seem long, but if you are use to my writing then you should expect it. I know it might not seem like a song-fic but I am not sure if I will put the actual lyrics or the meaning of the song; I guess you will have to find out.

I will be updating this story frequently, since I am off from college. I will be updating my other stories as well.

Now for the thing I wanted to tell you, I was thinking that I could start a story, later on in the year, and have you submit, not through comments, but through messages, but you could tell me how you want the other chapters to go one at a time. You could send the ideas, and I could write the chapter, if it goes with the concept of the story, and credit it for you.

If it sounds like a good idea, let me know.

But know that when I start the story, an author will only be credited no more than time; meaning no one author can be credited for more than two chapters; and not back to back. In addition to that, the first chapter and the last two chapters; be it epilogue or not, are off limits.

So review and tell me what you think!

Much Love

Baybeetricia