Hi. Well, this is my first story.

Its got a the Killers song in it, when you were young,

well, yeah, read... and review if you are bothered and SOMEone please bother.

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
Save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch him now, here he comes

"Some people got a 'D' in their essay." Snape said.

"Some people got a 'D'? Ha! Freaks. Hey, Potter, was it you?" Draco Malfoy sniggered.

"Harry, don't! You'll just get yourself into more trouble!" Hermione hissed, grabbing Harry's arm as he started to reply.

Malfoy was still looking at Harry, even when he didn't say anything. He saw Hermione grabbing Harry's arm, and looked at her.

Hermione let go of Harry's arm and looked at Malfoy.

Their eyes met, and Malfoy started to say something. "Hey Mud-"

Hermione looked away. She was sick of it. She was sick of Malfoy teasing her. She endured more than enough. 5 years was a long, long time.

"Professor, can I go to the bathroom, please?" What's wrong with me, Why is my voice like this?

Snape turned to Hermione. Her hand was in the air.

Snape's lip curled.

"No."

Hermione started shaking and turned away from Snape.

Malfoy raised his eyebrows at Hermione's reaction. What's wrong with her? I always call her that, it's nothing new.

As soon as the bell rang Hermione ran out of the room, and all the way to the grounds.

It was raining.

Malfoy ran out after her.

"Hermione, Hermione wait!"

Hermione stopped at the edge of a tree and turned around, her hair soaked, her robes soaked.

"What? What do you want Malfoy, from me? What could you possibly want form a Mudblood?"

"Hermione…. Hermione, are you okay?"

Hermione laughed.

"Yes, yes I'm really great, you know, and of course it's normal for you to ask."

Malfoy flinched. He started to feel his robes getting wetter and wetter.

"Hermione..."

"Why are you asking me these things, Malfoy, what do you want?"

"Nothing, I just…"

"Then stop torturing me! Like you'll listen to me anyway."

"Hermione I wanted to know if you're alright or not."

"Oh, Haha Malfoy, that's really great. Yeah, we've been pals since Pre-school, isn't that it?"

"No, Hermione…, but I …"

"Ugh, Malfoy, just shut up, alright? It doesn't make a difference to you, does it! Teasing Ron, teasing me, teasing Harry, it's your job, isn't it? It's your bloody job, making everyone's life hell, and anyway it's not like you've got any feelings at all and - "

"I like you."

Hermione froze.

Malfoy took a step closer.

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young

"Hermione…" Malfoy started.

"Don't Malfoy, just, stop, okay, just –"

"Hermione…"

He took a step closer.

She took a step back and felt the hard wood of the tree that she was leaning against behind her.

"Hermione"…

Closer.

He was right in front of her. She could see her reflection in his blue eyes, she could feel the water from his hair dripping onto her robes as he leaned down to her, down to her lips…

And kissed her.

Can we climb this mountain, I don't know
Higher now than ever before, I
Know we can make it if we take it slow
Thats thinkin easy, easy now, watch it go.

Woot, somebody read it, hopefully.

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What will happen next...

Ill put that one, WHEN i make it P.

thanks!!