Disclaimer: Of course, I own Harry Potter... bwahaha... NOT!! Unless I'm J.K. Rowling... (so If you didn't get the sarcasm that I'm insinuating at the start, well I'm plainly saying that I DONT OWN ANY RIGHTS FROM ALL HARRY POTTER BOOKS, MOVIE FRANCHISES… I don't even have my own car)

As for the plot, it was loosely based from the Korean film "He was cool" (I recommend it, it's very funny and romantic)… So I'm not entirely owning up the concept of this whole story…

Summary: Just like other D/Hr fanfics, Draco was still a cold-hearted guy caused by how he was brought up by his parents particularly by his father. Though he had been in a lot of relationship, he'd never been intimate with anyone. But an unexpected encounter with Hermione have changed everything and possibly brought back something that was deeply buried inside Draco's….

A/N: This is my first time ever to write a story (a real one) let alone post a D/Hr fanfic… And I'm not really that good with grammar and all... So please don't flame on me, but would gladly accept CONSTRUCTIVE criticisms not insults… And if anyone would be interested to be my beta reader/s, pm me or anything?!?!?! So imma leave you here now before I bore you to death with my petty remarks…

CHAPTER 1: Reminiscing Memories

"DRACO... LUCIUS... MALFOY!!" the slytherin blond swiftly rose up from his bed caused by the sudden change in the tone of his father's rants. Though he had been half-awake for a few minutes already, his hasty movement and grogginess made him tripped from his blankets tangled on his legs and caused him to fall head first and bumped on the floor.

One of the things he learned growing up is that when the senior Malfoy yelled out his full name in a very deliberate manner then he is in big trouble and he won't really be pleased with what will happen next. That's why he couldn't care less with the piercing ache in his head and NOT EVEN bothering to check on the huge lump that was formed in his ever so beautiful and charming face (at least that's what he believed in… and almost all of the girls in his school.. except for one) because he knew that what he will witness next would be far more frightening.

'Good thing, I have this thick green carpet in my room or Merlin knows what will happen to my head' he thought to himself as he was covering himself with his silver robes and rushing his way to where he think his father is.

Upon reaching his father's office room, where he usually carries out his "businesses", Draco anxiously stopped outside the door, which is slightly opened pulling out orange light beams coming from the blaze in the room's fireplace. He didn't know if he should just enter and stand by the door or go near where his father is because he doesn't want to show his fear from his father though the latter is completely aware of it.

He regretfully blames himself for not waking up the first time his father called his name since he was already half-awake at that time. But in reality, he blames the dream that frequently keeps him up late at night… or early in the morning. It is always the exact same dream that after waking up in the middle of the night, he doesn't want to go back to sleep anymore, afraid of reminiscing the memories again or the overwhelming feeling that he once felt…

"I've been calling your name for the past hour." His father said from inside the room. 'I doubt that', Draco thought to himself because he knew that Malfoys are not known for being patient and of course they have house-elves to do that. "Well… Do you want me myself to drag you inside this room", his father cried in a slightly irate but calm voice.

It is then his go signal to leave off any indecisiveness and meet his father's wrath. He entered the cold albeit lighted room and stand still a few steps from the door facing his father's back who is seated in a big luxurious chair made out of gold with dark green cushions adorned with silver linings. He almost look like a royal king with his long blond hair flowing seamlessly on the back of the chair and him fronting an exquisite fireplace that must have been constructed by a famous designer from France. The atmosphere had made Draco even more terrified of what might come for not attending to his father instantly. It seems like something was stuck from his throat blocking the words from coming out but he knew he has to say something, maybe apologize. So he tried to gather up all the courage that has left of him and muttered something in a monotonous voice.

"I'm sorry father for not responding to you much sooner. I was...", but he was cut off. "You slept late last night, am I right? "

"Y… " he tried to respond.

"Of course, I'm right." said rather coolly by the senior Malfoy. "I always am"

Draco tried to show a blank face but deep inside he was trying to comprehend why his father is not punishing him for his sluggishness, knowing today is the day he would be going back to Hogwarts through the Hogwarts Express which would leave in about three hours from now, and he haven't even packed yet. He was waiting for his father's incessant rants of how incompetent, slothful, stupid bastard he was but it never came.

"Both of us know that the Hogwarts Express would be leaving in about three hours from now and I'm aware that you haven't started packing your things yet, am I right?" the senior Malfoy inquired with a sly tinge in his voice. 'Well, now you got your wish, fool' fumed to himself while waiting for the pain of the Cruciatus curse that was about to come. Nothing. 'Yet', he thought.

Just as about Draco took a small step towards his father, the hidden figure from the chair rose up and turned his body to face Draco wearing the same expression as the latter but with a small smirk. Draco was not sure of it because this is not what he had expected and he was too anxious about the nearing figure who still wears the same expression while holding his long silver cane. Then, suddenly, something came to his mind.

'Oh Merlin, he's going to hit the cane into my stomach… my legs… MY FACE!!!' Draco was awfully worried. 'I should have gotten up earlier and packed my things days before… It's all because of that goddamn dream… Now, I have a big lump in my head and several more bruises in other parts of my face' he regretfully rambled on and on because this is what he was trying to avoid from this dream. Aside from being punished by Lucius, He was afraid of getting too caught up with the emotions that he felt in that dream and loses his focus and his mask. This is unacceptable for a Malfoy because Malfoys don't feel anything and let alone Lo… He couldn't say it. He wouldn't even want to think about it. It's just a sign of weakness and growing up as a Malfoy, he shouldn't be weak.

He was too caught up with battling with his mind that he didn't notice the small contact from someone, his father. He was too startled with what had happened that he jerked off but eventually stood still after sense dawns in his mind. He was in one of the awkward, one-hand, detached hug with his father and he had no idea why but it is better than getting the Cruciatus curse though he had grown immune from it.

His father must have read his mind as the former started to speak, "I'm very disappointed in you for not listening to your mother after she told you to fix up your things for Hogwarts a few days ago and now, you're still in your boxers and your robes" Draco doesn't know how to respond because there's no fury on the tone of his father's voice but a bit of slyness. "tsk… tsk... tsk… Now, now draco. That is not how a Head Boy should act especially on the first day of school. Am I right?" Then the smirk plastered in his father's face grew wider upon saying the word "Head Boy".

Clearly, the reason for his father's unusual behavior is because of this but he seems to have lost words to say because he himself couldn't believe it. Though he had been dreaming of becoming one, he had been certain who would get the position.

"How are you sure that it was me? Isn't it P…", he was cut off again. "NO!" His father's expression turned into the one he had been anticipating all along. "It is not that stupid scar head git who got the position but you, my son, so you better not mess this up!"

"I got the letter this morning. This would be a great opportunity for you to lure in that crazy old man. Apparently, the old man trusts you because he wouldn't give you that position if he didn't. And I don't even have to bribe him with anything. Hmpf!", while saying these words, Draco's father shifted into a dreamy look with a tinge of mischief as he continued, "The Dark Lord would be very pleased with this…"

With that, Draco blocked off his hearing and drifted his mind to somewhere else while pretending to be listening. He really couldn't care less about the return of You-Know-Who and doesn't really want to be involved with their dark workings. But he knew, that by the end of this school year, he has to face his wretched fate. For now, he would just have to make the most out of his freedom, of not being boss around, at least in Hogwarts.

In Hogwarts, he's a god. Almost everyone respects him and is afraid or stupid to mess around with him (with the exception of three people). 'I guess being associated with Death eaters has its own benefits' he smiled mentally. He had always been like this, cold-hearted and terrorizing, since he was brought out into this world. Saying that his father is a tyrant is the understatement of the year. Draco is a proof of that. As for his mother, though she doesn't ever lay hands on Draco like his father, she doesn't ever touch him, ever. She was always indifferent and apathetic. Draco guessed that being married to Lucius Malfoy did that to her. His parents tried to give him everything that a kid could hope for but never had they given him the one thing he truly needs. At first, as a kid, he thought material things could suffice for everything not until his sixth birthday. It was the first time he learned that it existed.

"Well, what are you still doing? Go and pack up your things. Wouldn't want you to be late in your first day as Head Boy", his father said before going back to his royal chair and carries on with his "business" works. Draco was too engrossed with his daydreaming that he barely heard his father's last remarks. Seeing his father's retreating figure did he then realized that their conversation was over and it's time now to go back to his room and pack up his things. He sighed as he went upstairs trying to block off his mind from getting back to his dream.

(At the Hogwarts Station)

Hermione was fervently skimming through the crowd looking for a certain raven-haired boy and two red heads. She hasn't seen them since the start of their summer break because she was with her great aunt Adela, her grandma's sister who is also a witch, for the whole time and they've only owled each other four times. It has been years since she last went to her great aunt's manor and they've missed each other so much. That's why Hermione couldn't refuse the invitation of staying in the manor for her entire summer and bond with her favorite aunt. It's not only because of the luxury of being in the manor that always makes her ecstatic but also because her aunt Adela was the only close relative that she got who she can talked to about the wizarding world. Her Aunt Adela had been there ever since she was still a kid, bringing her to places full of magic which she believed to be true as a little child but then eventually confirmed it to be actually true when she reach the age of eleven.

"MIONE!!!", a screechy sound was heard coming from her back, overpowering the loud murmurs of families saying their goodbyes to their children who are going to start their year in Hogwarts. She turned her body to the source of the very familiar noise, and before she could even move her feet she was enclosed in tight hugs from her friends.

"Oh Mione, we've missed you so much!", cried the little Weasley.

"Yeah, you should have visited us in the Burrow. We were…", Harry blabbered on and on along with Ron. "And Fred and George showed us this new…"

"gah… uys.." the sandwiched girl barely muttered. And with all the strength and air that she can gain, she tried to mumble with a little force, "Gu..uys.. caaan't breeaaathhh!"

With that, the three convicts looked at each other and finally let her go. "Oh! Sorry Mione." They mumbled in unison. "We just missed you so much", Ginny tried to reason out.

"That's… okay… guys… just… need… to… breath…" Hermione reassured them in between her breaths.

After her breathing came back to its normal rate, Hermione gave them a big smile and said, "And I also missed you guys as much but let's continue this brief reunion inside the train. We wouldn't want to be left out."

Then they all budged their way towards the train, with Harry and Ron carrying the heavier luggage of the two girls. Inside the train, they found an empty compartment which is where they've seated at from last year.

"So Hermione, what did you do at your aunt's manor. I bet it's a lot of fun, with all those big rooms and high ceilings… hmmm…", Hermione smiled at her friend's dreamy look. "Don't worry. Next time, I'll bring you with me."

"Oh really, Mione! That would be great!" exclaimed Ginny. Harry and Ron both narrowed their eyes and attempted to craft a cute pout.

Hermione laughed at her best friends' childishness, "What?!"

Harry tried to explain while Ron kept up with their charade, "Well, we've been best friends since first year and we always do everything together. So…"

Hermione interrupted as she rolled her eyes, "Of course, I'll bring both of you too. You're my best friends. And now, I have Ginny as my best girl friend." Ginny, then, gave Hermione another big bear hug while the latter giggled at her girl friend. (A/N: No guys, that is meant in a platonic sense and I don't even write slash fics. This is definitely a D/Hr fic) They laughed at each other with no other reason just being back together and enjoying each other's company.

"Well, well, well... if it isn't the Mudblood and her two pathetic boyfriends. Why, don't they satisfy Ms. Little Prude that she have to resort to the little Weaselbee." Draco said in a pitiful tone with his trademark smirk while eyeing the two girls who are still entangled in a tight embrace.

"Hmpfh! Perv..", Hermione mumbled with disgust as both her and Ginny straightened out to sit comfortably in their place.

At this moment, all the four Gryffindors have their eyes narrowed down while trying to contain their rage and, ironically, it's Ron who broke the dangerous silence, "You have no business in here Malfoy so get the hell out of our compartment, you scumbag!"

Appearing as if he is unaffected by the perilous looks towards him, Draco tried to move in closer inside the compartment and carry on with his insults, "If I am a scumbag, then where should we classify your pitiful family, Weasel?! Hmmm… Trash? Dirt? Dust? You don't even come close to those." And the slytherin's smirk became wider because he knew that he had hit a spot.

Good thing Harry had been training hard as a seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team which made him more strong and agile or else, Draco must have been drenched in blood by now with fierce punches from Ron, who had also been working hard as a keeper. Harry kept a shaking Ron (out of great fury) in place while Hermione tried to keep the situation from getting worst, "Just leave us alone Malfoy or I, this year's HEAD GIRL", she said those latter words more deliberately as if trying to shove it to his face which oddly made his smirk much wider (if that's even possible), "would have to take HUGEpoints from your house and bring you to the Professors for detention." Then, Hermione lifted her hands and made a gesture of shooing away someone while holding an innocent wily smile on her face.

"Oh really, well I don't think that would be possible because I, this year's HEAD BOY", saying it same as how it was said by Hermione, "wouldn't allow it." Then, he took out a metal badge confirming what he just told her and smirk the biggest one he ever had. 'I swear to Merlin, that that stupid smirk is so wide that it would cut his head into halves if he ever pulled any further' Hermione formed an evil smile in her mind.

"But I thought… that…"Hermione stuttered, still not believing him albeit the proof is right in front of her.

Draco cut her short, "NO!", now he had lost his composure and rage is evident in his face, "It is not your pathetic excuse for a boyfriend, Pothead, who got the position, BUT ME!"

And now, it's Hermione who needs comforting. When it finally sunk into her, she couldn't move, say or think of anything. It's like the whole world has thrown its entire negative aura onto her and pulled her into the deepest ends of the dark underworld. In short, she was Head Girl and the Head boy is Draco, his arch enemy, the git who has taunted her ever since she stepped foot on their magical school. Now, she has to put up with him and organize all the activities that she had eagerly planned already in her head a few months ago. Now, all of her plans would be doomed because DRACO IS HEAD BOY!!

'Arghhhhhhh!!!!' she yelled out in her mind while her face was still in a shocked state.

"I bet your father bribe your way to get that position", Harry smirked to his retort.

"Are you saying that goodie-oldie Dumby could be bribe with money", Draco's smirk came back, "tsk… tsk… I thought you're in his side, then why are you stabbing the old man behind his back. Traitor!"

"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO IS A SON OF A DEATH EATER!! YOU'RE THE TRAITOR!!" Harry's fuming broke Hermione's current trance which made her sense the rising heat between the two and get a hold on Harry before he could do something drastic.

"Just jerk off Malfoy!" Hermione fumed, not thinking of any witty retorts but just to calm his over-raging best friend.

"I would glad to, if you would go back with what you're doing with the little Weasel" Draco said with a little slyness while raising his brows playfully.

This had hit the ultimate spot of both boys and it took both Ginny and Hermione's full strength to keep the two boys from beating the hell out of him. "HARRY! RON! Let it go, he's not worth it!" It was now Ginny who tried to appease verbally the shaking forms of both boys with the help of Hermione.

Thankfully, Draco finally leaves them alone, knowing that he had gotten into their deepest nerves. He laughed an evil laugh mentally. (A/N: Woohoo, they 're a bunch of stubborn kids, aren't they? I thought it wouldn't end.)

"You both know that he was just trying to get into your nerves so you could do something that would lead to you being expelled! Don't let his satisfaction be fulfilled!" Hermione tried to make sense to them.

"But his words… what he said to you… it's just" Harry mumbled while his hands on his head, embarrassed that Draco had triggered him.

"We know. But you must remember, he had always been and will always be a prat so just ignore him like what we always do for the past years." Ginny said while all of them acquiesced mentally. Then they all settled down and think of the positive things that will come for this school year.

(At Draco's compartment)

He was alone. He had always been. But now he felt it even more because he's alone inside this big compartment that should have been occupied by both Heads but the other Head was busy flirting with her stupid friends. But he prefers this loneliness just to be away for a few minutes from his two dim-witted followers and her annoying ex-girlfriend and also because he is used to it. That's why he decided to head on to this compartment, but seeing the Golden Trio, he wouldn't want to miss a bit of fun for the start of the year.

'Oh, Life is good' he thought to himself as he was recalling the faces of the two Gryffindor boys. 'Or is Life really that good?' His subconscious mind tried to argue with him. 'Shut up!' he retorted.

This is what he was afraid of, and also the drawback of being alone. It was during these lonely times, that he unconsciously (or furtively) reminisces on memories of his past, remembering that constant dream that haunts him every time he thinks about it and make him rethink about the path of his life.

He suddenly falls into a deep slumber and his mind drifted into unconsciousness.

It was his sixth birthday. His birthdays had always been the happiest day of the year. Though his parents were not always present or not always there to stay with him to celebrate, it still is the happiest because he got lots and lots of present and new toys. And at that time, he knew it was enough, hell, it was more than enough for him. He knew that every kid who goes into his birthday parties are envious because his' was one of the grandiose and most talked about kiddie party in the elite wizarding community in Europe.

Of course, Lucius won't settle for anything less than perfect so he spends big amounts of galleons to maintain their reputation. Of course, it's all for the appearance. It always has been, that's why when he is sure that the party would go along smoothly, his job is done and he don't need to join in with the foolish games during the party. He knows this grandiose party and all the new toys and presents are more than enough to make his son satisfied.

But it is on that fateful day that Draco realized none of these things are enough, that there is one simple thing that his parent can but wasn't able to give him. And since that day, he has never felt such overwhelming feeling and suddenly realized that he had been so lonely all throughout his life and all of the material things have covered it all up… but not entirely.

The party is almost nearing its end and it is a tradition that every guests will give their presents to the birthday celebrant and greet him a happy birthday on this portion. Then it was there…..

A/N: It may seem a bit dark, with Draco's personality, but I assure you that there would be a few or a lot of funny scenes (though I'm not sure if you would look at it as funny.. well in my opinion, it's funny, so just hold on, and since this is based from a romantic-comedy film)… AND the UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER would be in the next chapter. It would change th… na ah!! I can't tell you coz it will spoil the story but If you want to know what happens, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!! And… REVIEW!!