Disclaimer: No, I don't own this. If I did Draco and Hermione will be together, Harry would be less of an idiot and Ron, well, would have gotten a hot chick. But like J.K Rowling owns this, you should go bother her.
A/N: Well, I don't know. This just came out of me. Cuz I'm obsessed with them now. I was just listening to my personal hell of favorite song: Use Somebody of Kings Of Leon (I highly recommend you: listen to it while reading, you'll understand this a lot more), and hell, this wrote itself. I just put my fingers onto it. I hope you don't like it as much as I do, because that'll be none. Oh damn, whom am I cheating? I hope you love it as much as I do, or we'll have problems. Like, real ones. I'll make Sirius hit you *scowls* hehe just kidding. But go ahead and read this. God, I'm annoying sometimes, aren't I?
Ps: Before I forget, this goes to my bellita-pooh, because one: you are awesome, and two: well, you know I love you (even tough you don't want to marry me *pouts*) Hope you like it ;D
Use Somebody
Hell, it had been one hell of a week. First, his annoying father owls him to know what is going on with "their" plans, if he had made a choice yet, when obviously he didn't want to think about it. Then, stupid Saint Potter goes and fetches the Snitch and Slytherin loses the damn Quidditch game. And now, that mudblood refuses to get out of his head. It seems that all he can think about is Granger, how pretty she is, the way she walks, her eyes, everything; honestly, he was starting to hate himself.
But it wasn't his fault, right? He said that to himself as he started walking, where? Little he knew, where his feet dragged him probably. Whenever he thought of her his feet will be scorching, and he just had to walk until that feeling passed. Even if now seemed that the named feeling would never pass. Damn Granger. He despised her. Or well, maybe not. She was smart and noble and caring and sweet and nice. Everything he wasn't. Someone he needed. Oh hell, he could use somebody like her. Somebody that would just be there for him. Yeah, she could be that somebody.
He stopped, staring at the place he was at; it was in the Astronomy Tower. And of course, she was there. Waiting for him? God knows. He went to her and hugged her closely, as if never wanting to let her go. When he, indeed, let her go, he found himself staring at her depth eyes, knowing that he was finally complete. Because yes, he could use somebody. Somebody like her.
Fin?
A/N: So? Your opinion? I love tomatoes, by the way! Hehe. Go review and let me now.