Author Note: I don't often write this type of story, but I was listening to this song and couldn't resist writing it. I am not a good author of this coupling so bare with me please. I will do my best. This story will be loosely based after a Mandy Moore song called "Turn the clock around." I read these fics a lot and I thought I'd try, but I am a hard core Hermione/Ron person. I just thought I'd try something different for once. I am already aware Draco will be way out of Character and Hermione will probably be too, but oh well. I write them in character all the time I just decided I wanted to do something new for a change.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the world that was created for him and the friends and enemies he was given. I own nothing, but the plot and that's good enough for me right now.

Prologue:

Hermione sat at a table in the Hogwarts library. It was her sanctuary, her place to get away from the rest of the world. She always knew that her constant appearance in the library was the reason people thought she was a walking dictionary, a machine if you will, though she didn't care one bit. If they had taken the time to get to know her they would; yes learn she did like to read, but also that she had feelings and there was a lot more to her than people seemed to see; a side that even Harry and Ron never saw.

Hermione smiled to herself and shook her head. What silly thoughts to be having. It didn't matter what people thought of her as long as she was happy with herself. She nodded in agreement to her own thought.

'See, that is sign of pure insanity,' Hermione jumped slightly at the unexpected and unwelcomed voice before looking up.

'What do you want, Malfoy?' Hermione gathered her things and put them back in her bag before sitting back in her seat.

'What? I can't be seen in the library on a Saturday?' He asked with slight amusement.

'You?' Draco nodded his head and raised his brow, waiting for her answer. 'Then absolutely not. So what do you want, Malfoy?' Draco sat down across from her and just watched her. It was an uncomfortable pleasantry, but it wasn't him mouthing snide remarks or spouting curses so she would learn to live with the uncomfortable air for now.

'Does it ever bother you?' He finally asked after watching her for a moment or two.

'Does what ever bother me?' She asked, annoyed at his vagueness and his presence.

'That you're different than how people think you are?' Her eyes shot open and she stared at him in disbelief. She could imagine a lot of statements coming from the annoying Slytherin boy, but never that. However, before she could get a word out, he stood up from the seat and pushed it in. 'Good day, Mudblood,' He added with a smirk.

Hermione was left sitting in her seat in the library trying to find a reason for his sudden statement. 'It couldn't possibly be him being nice, he doesn't know the meaning of nice,' she thought to herself. Before she even let it register in her brain what she was doing, she got up from her seat and quickly made her way in the direction Draco had exited from.

'Malfoy!' She called, quietly. She really didn't want everyone to know that she was seeking out him. She looked around but sighed in defeat when she couldn't find him. She wanted to slap herself silly for actually wanting to find him.

'Looking for me, Mudblood?' Draco emerged from behind a bookcase to her left. He now stood leaning up against the bookcase with his arms folded across his chest. He watched her expectingly, for she was the one to call for him.

'Malfoy,' she stopped and looked down. She could hardly believe this. 'Malfoy what did you mean by what you said?'

'Absolutely nothing, Mudblood. I was merely pointing out that people have two sides. One, that everyone sees and the other, that no one does. A secret self, have you.'

'Are you trying to say that you have a different side Mr. Malfoy?' Hermione inquired with a raise of her brow.

'Nothing of the sort, Granger,' he smirked at her before pushing past her and knocking her back. 'Just keep it in mind,' he whispered to her. Hermione didn't watch him leave. She was confused by his actions and his treatment towards her. Never once had he been so politely mean and it wasn't exactly mean, more like mysterious. Hermione crossed her arms and sighed. She quickly turned, but only found the library door swinging back into place. She figured Malfoy was just playing with her mind, but what she didn't expect was that this mysterious boy she had seen in the library wasn't going away. What she didn't know was that things were about to change in drastic ways and she was about to be swept along for the ride.

Author Note:

I know this is nothing like the stuff I normally write, but I wanted a change. I hope you will enjoy and feel free to flame me because I don't really care. It's all a matter of opinion. I know it's short, but it's only an prologue remember.

Kara Black