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A/N: Now I know I shouldn't start another one of these without even updating my other stories recently but I cant help it. I had a flash of inspiration. So I hope you all enjoy. As always, please review. Good or bad, just please tell me what you think. If you think its good and I should continue, or if I should go back into hibernation. So be it. Now, on with the story.
I Care…
I know people don't think I care, but really I do. In fact I care so much about one person. I hurt them all the time, but really I love them. I can't tell her, she's too happy with how things are. I can't bring it all crashing down around her.
I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
I guess I should start at the beginning. I am Draco Malfoy. That's right the Slytherin Sex God. I fell for the Gryffindor Book Worm. I so stupidly fell for Granger. Oh well, its happened now. Nothing I can do to change it. What's that quote? Oh yeah, "you can't pick who you fall for." Well I know that for sure. I fell for the bookworm mudblood. God I hate that word so much. I know exactly what you're thinking. Draco Malfoy hating the word mudblood? Whatever. But really I do. I'm not like my father. I hate him. I don't want anything to do with him or the Dark Lord. He'd kill me if he knew, so I have to go along with it. I was actually really happy when he got sent to Azkaban. I know he'll get out soon. I might try and tell Hermione this year, haha yeah, sure I will. Maybe this year will be different….
Hermione's POV:
My life seems so perfect. I hate it.
I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
My friends aren't there when I need them, yet I'm there for them all the time. I don't like being home for the summer. My family doesn't understand me or my world. They just don't get what this whole war is about.
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
Then there's Draco. I like him a lot, but he hates me. He's always calling me mudblood. I think this year I'll try and make a truce with him. I know he'll laugh at me but maybe, just maybe this year will be different….
A/N: Well? How do you like it?
Song is Papa Roach's Scars.