A/N ok this is the first part in my Draco/Hermione romance I've decided to do this story and a song fic. Please don't flame me for this story cause this is my first time writing D/H . there may be a few grammatical errors… I really need an editor… now some of you may have read my other fanfiction " the corridor of Forbidden" well I have not given up on it…. I'm just busy re-writing chapter one ( cause the one I have up now kinda well….. stinks) and I'm re-writing chapter 6.. hopefully that'll be up soon J alright I guess that this is lone enough… now get reading!
Can you tell I'm faking it?
But I want to be myself
Draco sneered as Hermione walked by. " Granger" he said as he gave her a mock bow. He looked up, inadvertently making eye contact with her.
So many different faces
Depending on the phases
My personality changes
Hermione saw something in those big gray eyes. She saw a person she didn't even know existed. The rest of his face remained unchanged, same cold sneer plastered on it. But those eyes, there was something different about them. They were no longer cold and unfeeling instead they were warm. Hermione gasped, this change in his eyes frightened her.
I can fool you and attract attention
Camouflage my nature
Let me demonstrate…
As quickly as the change had come over Draco's eyes it left. Hermione blinked, breaking eye contact, and now the eyes staring back at her were cold and hard once more. " Granger, class started a minute ago. Sit down it'll be 10 points from Gryffindor" Snape's voice rang out across the classroom.
Makeup's all off
Who am I?
Draco paced the Slytherin common room deep in thought. " She can't know" Draco told himself for the twentieth time since that incident in potions. Draco had the distinct feeling that Grang… Hermione had seen his momentary slip up. That she had seen past his facade, that she had seen the truth, which was hidden behind his eyes. Part of him wanted very much to believe that Hermione had caught a glimpse of the real him while the other part of him was terrified at the thought of his enemy possessing this new weapon.
Magic's in the makeup
Who am I?
Draco knew that by feeling this way he was deifying his father and his mother, especially his father. He knew that he was going against everything he was brought up to know and be. " But why should I care what they think" Draco thought bitterly " my mother barely even knows I'm alive and my father… well he beats me when ever he's drunk or mad"
If you bore me then I'm comfortable
Draco was sitting at the Slytherin table with Pansy hanging off his arm talking about some idle nonsense once again. " Doesn't she ever shut up, or at least have something interesting to say." He thought to himself " why can't she be more like Hermione?" Draco mentally smacked himself. " Get over it fool!" he scolded, " she's a filthy Mud blood and you're a Malfoy!"
If you interest me I'm scared
Hermione, Harry, and Ron were walking by the Slytherin table. Hermione turned her head just in time to see Draco looking at her with a sneer on his face and Pansy Parkinson hanging off his arm. Hermione felt a prang of jealousy. As she took her seat at Gryffindor table she heard an annoying little voice in the back of her head say, " Fool, he'll never like you." " Oh shut up!" Hermione said aloud " Hermione are you feeling okay?" Ron asked, one eyebrow cocked. " Yes Ron, I'm felling fine" Hermione replied with a sarcastic smile. " Touchy…" Ron said and went back to eating his soup.
To be continued…
A/N 2 ok now that you've read this please go and review it…. If only to say like/ don't like… depending of the responses I'll write the next part
~Isis~
