A/N: I know I should be working on Not Magic, but I'm suffering from writers block, so I wrote this, it's a one-shot for now, unless I get enough people telling me I should continue it. It takes place during Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, at the part where Ron wins the Quidditch Cup for Gryffindor, but I changed it a little bit to make it fit for my story. It changes from POVS after every chapter, so the first one's Hermione's the second one's Draco's and so on. I hope you like it.
I quietly walk out of the Gryffindor common room, tear threating to fall from my eyes, no one will notice me gone, and I told Harry and Ginny that I would be back in a while and that I was just going to the library to get some studying in because the exams were coming up soon. The real reason I left was because Ron just kissed Lavender Brown, and I thought he loved me, I loved him, and he goes snogging Lavender Brown. I find an empty classroom to go to and cry. How could he do this to me, I obviously wasn't good enough for him. I hear someone outside, I check my watch for the time, there is still time before curfew, so I can't get in trouble. I put a silencing charm on the door, but that doesn't stop the person from coming inside.
"Fancy seeing you here, Granger," I say, to Granger. I look at her, when she makes no attempt to say anything. Her beautiful face stained with tears, her usually chocolate eyes red and puffy, I feel my heart stop when I see this. I wonder what's wrong with Hermione, she would probably have said something by now she hates me. Maybe Weasel realized that she was too good for him and probably deserved something better. Draco Lucius Malfoy, what are you thinking, about the girl you love is crying and your thinking about Blood-Traitor-Weasely, go and make her feel better. I go and sit next to her, she moves away.
"What's wrong Granger?" he asks me, I look at his face, expecting to see his trademark smirk, but instead his face looks concerned. Hermione don't tell him, tell him to shove it or something like that he just wants to hurt you, don't fall for his concerned face. I look back at his face, then into his eyes, they aren't the usual stone gray, but they look warm and caring, I decide to tell him.
I guess she doesn't want to tell me, that makes sense though, I made her life a living hell for the past five years, but in my defense I didn't know better I was just going with what Father told me about mudbloods and muggles. I stand up to leave, "Wait Malfoy, don't tell anyone about this, I don't want Harry or Ginny or Ron to know about me crying" she says. This is your chance Draco, get her now, none of her precious friend know she's crying. "I won't tell anyone about this but, you have to tell me why you are crying first" I say, surprised at how concerned that comes out.
What have you gotten yourself into Hermione now you have to tell him or else everyone will know. "Okay, fine Malfoy" I say casting another silencing charm on the door, "The Gryffindor house was having a party, in honor of winning the Quidditch Cup, and then Lavender, goes up to Ron and asks him to be her boyfriend, and Ron says yes, more out of pressure than actual feeling for her, then she kisses him. I make an excuse to Harry and Ginny who are too busy to notice the whole Lavender situation, and leave. And why am I telling you this?"
"You're telling me this because talking about what's wrong is supposed to make you feel better, and because I asked you," I say. Way to go Draco, you should have said something along the lines of 'you're telling me because I like you and I want to know who did this to you so I can go and hex them into next week. Now you just ruined your only chance to talk to her alone. Just go along with the converstation, maybe you'll get another chance to ask her out.
I can't believe I just told that to Draco Malfoy watch him tell everyone about the Mudblood whose heart was broken by the blood-traitor. I look at him he looks like he's in pain, "What's happened to you, you look like you're in pain" I ask, his face gets tenser. Hermione why do you even care, he deserves to be in pain he made your life living hell for the last four years, you can't possibly expect him to tell you what wrong with him.
Did she just ask me why I look like I'm in pain, Draco you will tell her your feelings for her now. No don't tell her, tell her that to make Weasely jealous she should pretend to go out with you, that's perfect. She looks up at me awaiting my response. "Nothing is wrong with me; it just pains me to see girls crying, it doesn't matter if they're muggles or purebloods, but I have an idea to make Weasel jealous he's wasting his time on that Brown girl, you can pretend to go out with me." I say. Her expression changes to thoughtful, good job Draco, she'll pretend to go out with you then over time you can tell her your feeling for her and hope that her feelings for you change.
That is a good idea; Ron will blow at when he finds out that you're going out with Malfoy. I look up at Malfoy, "That's a good idea Mal-Draco, now that were, 'going out' we should start calling each other by our first names." I wrap my arms around him and pull him into a hug.
"I'll meet you outside the Great Hall tomorrow, before breakfast at seven, love" I tell her, smiling on the inside. I can't believe she said yes, now all I have to do is get her to fall in love with me.
A/N: So what do you think, should I continue this or leave it as a one shot. Please review.