A/N/ New story! Yay! I hope you guys enjoy this one. Remember, reviews are loved. Rated M for later chapters.

Setting/ This story is in the point of view of a twenty-one-year-old Draco Malfoy. By this time if life as become a pure hell and he prefers to live in the past. This is his recollection of how he fell in love with the most unlikely of people AND how he lost her.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters the only thing that is mine is the story.

I never saw myself as the type of person to fal in love. I was always a live for the moment kind of person. For most people, relationships give them meaning, definition of life. Relationships are for lonely people, and I was anything but.

I had money, I had friends, but most importantly I had power. This however meant that most of my friends were not real friends. They were just trying to stay in my good graces for whenever I did expand my net of influence. Of course at that time I still had the world at my fingertips and never cared about being used for my wealth.

I never saw my wealth, influence, or my good looks as a blessing, but a right. So of course I took it all for granted and now, as an adult I regret it. My home was taken, assets frozen, and friends either dead or serving a life sentence if Azkaban. My looks too are less than before. My hair has lost its sheen and my eyes dull. A result of the seemingly endless trials and verbal abuse I have suffered since I was seventeen.

Sometimes I wish for my old life back, to be able to start over, have all the money, the friends, and the girls. But..then I would have to trade all of the memories I made with he one woman I had ever been in love with. I could never go back to tormenting her and calling her things like mudblood.

I'm sure this is all pretty confusing, so allow me to relive those memories, as I have done in so many of my dreams. The only difference being that I will also recall the bad times for the sake of your understanding.

Although the whole wizarding world has now made massive changes, the change for me started much earlier. The first of my changes happened way back when I was thirteen, and got punched in the face by a certain muggle-born witch. The respect I gained for her after that one act of retaliation, set the stage for the feelings I would develop just a few years later when I was sixteen.

The new school year had just begun, and my friends and I were discussing how we spent our holiday. "So gentlemen," I leaned back into the leather armchair. "Have any good hook-ups over the holiday?"

"I had myself a nice one while my family was is Spain." Blaise absentmindedly pulled on a hangnail on his left index finger. "Those salsa lessons really work wonders you know."

"And let me guess. " Crabbe's voice came from the sofa in the corner " Draco was in France getting cozy with some floozie while PAnsy was spending her summer at home writing him letters."

I stared at him. "Yeah, so?"

He looked at me like I was insane. " So, Pansy is hot. And she is so into you."

"Yeah, well I'm not into her." I considered for a moment "She is a good shag though."

"She deserves better, Malfoy."

I scoffed "Then you can have her. Show her what she deserves."

Blaise chuckled "She only has eyes for you Draco. Besides, Crabbe is disgusting."

Goyal couldn't help but to laugh at his friends expense, earning him a glare of lethal intent. "Even if she couldn't stand me, " I started "I could still get in her pants." This earned me a matching glare. "I can have any girl I want. All I have to do is put on the charm and flash her a smile."

Crabbe saw an opportunity to call my bluff. " What about Granger?"

For a moment there was a stunned silence then came an outburst of laughter. Blaise and Goyal could not control their amusement and Crabbe just settled further back into the sofa with a smug smirk plastered on his face.

Blaise collected himself. "He's got you there my friend.

I of course didn't find this the least bit amusing. "I sais any girl I wanted. Why would I ever chase after Granger? She is a Gryifindor AND a mudblood."

"You're just saying that because you know you can't have her." Crabbes smirk was rapidly becoming more annoying.

"No, its because she would be a complete waste of time."

Blaise was the one t respond. "Why don't you prove him wrong?"

The suggestion was possibly the most shocking thing I ever heard. I couldn't fathom sleeping with her. "What?"

"He will never let it go if you don't."

"Hello! Mudblood. One, its gross and two my father would kill me." I counted on my right hand.

"Only if he were to find out."

"Have you lost your mind? Even if it wasn't Granger I don't have time. The Dark Lord's orders are my priority."

"You have your whole life to do his bidding. You only have a few years of school left, You may as well have fun with it."

"Are you forgetting that I hate Granger?"

"That makes it all the better. Nothing could hurt a virgin, even Granger, more than taking her virtue then dropping her. Trust me I know."

"I think I'd rather strangle her." The thought made me grin.

"You can do that later. I'm sure the Dark Lord wouldn't mind one less mudblood in the world."

Crabbe who was quiet until now spoke up. " I betcha he can't do it."

That was the push I needed. The competitive monster reared its ugly head. "You are so on, Crabbe! I can have any girl, even Granger."

So that was how my romance started. With a bet and a desire to cause pain. Let me make something clear, I am not proud of the tings I did when I was young or how things started. But I don't regret the relationship. Even if we were both caused pain in the end. The truth is that I changed. I grew into a better person because of Hermione and for that I will always love her.