In celebration of my 125,000 word count!

In this fiction, Draco and Willow are both the same age, that being sixteen. It's AU- what happened in the series have no effect on this mini-fic but they are essentially the same charcters.

Disclaimer: Draco belongs to JK Rowling. Willow & Sunnydale belong to Weldon. Neither of the afore mentioned people are me, ergo I don't own them.

Disclaimer the second: Song 1 is 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams' by Greenday. Song 2 is 'Unwritten' by Natasha Bedingfield.

PART ONE: DRACO

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

Draco looked around the most definitely muggle club with a mixture of distain and excitement (although he'd never show it). This was his last chance for a holiday. In January he'd turn seventeen; the official age of activation for Death Eaters. That meant that come January he'd sign, or tattoo, his life away- holidays and all.

The reason for the signing of ones life away being one thing- to save his own skin. There wasn't a choice to make. His name had been put down as a future death eater before he'd been born and if he decided to back out now, then no more life for Draco. He didn't mind that much- the world would be a better place without the muggles and mudbloods the only idea he didn't like was answering to a master. He didn't do well with rules or authority, but it was strictly survival of the fittest in the Wizarding world at the moment.

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone

Back to now, most probably the last bit of fun he could have for a very long while. But who to share it with…

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...

He wandered around the club, the only one in Sunnydale to accept under 21's past the front door, much to his dismay. A girl with long chestnut hair eyed him up and down openly. She was a pretty little chit make no mistake, but not a witch. She had no power, he could see that, but her aura spoke of potential for greatness. Maybe she would do…


My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone


"Hey there, handsome." The brunette said as she approached him with a predatory gleam in her eye. "I haven't seen you around before."

"I'm just visiting, pet." He smirked mentally rolling his eyes. These muggles could be so stupid.

"Oh my God, you're English? That's so awesome!" She squeaked.

Draco winced. Merlin, she had a high voice.

"I'm Cordelia." She said in what she obviously thought was a sexy voice. She crossed her arms, pushing her breasts towards him. "And you are..?"

"Names Draco."

She laughed. She actually laughed. At him! At a Malfoy! A common muggle was laughing at a Malfoy! He reached inside his jacket and grabbed his wand, but then let it loose. He'd promised his father that he wouldn't draw attention to their family and killing a muggle on the hellmouth of all places would most definitely do that.

"Really? You're serious?" She saw his very un-amused face and stifled her giggles. "Oh well, it's nice to meet you."

"Charmed." He replied dryly, fast going off this girl. He turned his back on her and returned to scanning the rest of the club. That corned radiated power…

He walked off without a backward glance to Cordelia.

"Okay well, see you later then!"

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone

It was two girls- they were the source of that power. He stood from where he was and watched them. The blond one had the more obvious kind of beauty; her friend was the one who made his breath catch in his throat. Her soft red hair fell half way down her back and strangely enough it didn't repel him as it did on the Weasley's. Her pixie-like features were smiling at something the blond one said.

As he continued to watch the duo sitting at the table, he saw the blond one look up and search around. They locked gazes for a moment before he switched his eyes back to the pixie.

The blond one was telling her, that much was obvious. Disbelief crossed her pixie face and she shook her head. The blond one with the red aura stood up and beckoned him over, much to her friend's dismay.

As he approached the table the blond got up grinning and walked away. "See ya later Will."

"Buffy wait…"

But she was gone, leaving her alone with the stranger. "Hi." She squeaked.

"Hi. Draco."

She shook his outstretched hand tentatively. "I'm Willow."

He smirked, the closest thing to a smile he could get. "Mind if I sit?"

"Nuh-uh."


Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone

He kept his eyes on her as she shifted uncomfortably. She was powerful, very powerful. Her aura was flicked with gold and black, there was some dark magic in her; he'd seen enough of it in his life to recognise it so he was sure it was there. Perfect.

"I have to ask, Buffy?" He said in his friendliest voice.

She giggled. "I know. Not the most common name, but she's a good person."

He nodded and silence fell over them for a moment.

"Do you want to dance?" He asked quickly.

"Err, o-okay."

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...

He led her out onto the dance floor where she just stood their nervously looking around at the couples slow dancing around them.

"Problem?"

She whispered something.

"Didn't quite catch that luv."

"I can't dance." She whispered.

"I'll show you." He offered.


My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone

He placed her hands around his neck and rested his own hands on her hip.

She seemed nervous; she avoided his eyes preferring to look down at their feet.

"Willow?" He said softly. "Are you okay?"

"Fine." She squeaked. "I'm good."

This time she kept looking up at him. He pulled her a bit closer to him. She seemed to be the only witch in the God forsaken town, so he had to try and get on her good side on he'd be doomed to spend the rest of his holiday with muggles, ugh.

To his slight surprise she carried on dancing for the next song and the next and her nervousness seemed to lessen, but then no-one could resist the Malfoy charm for long.

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a…

He pulled her closer still and stooped his head to brush a kiss to her lips. Willow jerked her head back, but did not pull back completely. He took that to mean that she didn't really mind.

"You're really beautiful, pixie." He whispered.

"T-Thanks." She stuttered as he dipped his head again, but this time he was going for her neck.

He heard her epp as his tongue brushed against her skin. He grazed his teeth over her quickening pulse.

"Stop, please stop." He vaguely heard her whisper something, but wasn't really paying that much attention.

He slid his hand lower to cup her ass. She trembled under his touch.

As he was really getting into it he felt someone tap his shoulder.

"I suggest you move your hands real quick if you don't wanna lose them."

It was the girl with the stupid name. "Do you mind?"

"I mind very much. You okay Will?"

She nodded. There was a little bit of fear in her pixie eyes as she looked at him, but she quickly averted her eyes to the floor.

"I suggest you leave." Bunty, or whatever her name was, said coldly. The power was radiating off her now, he did not want to get into a fight with her even if he did have his wand- he was pureblood, not stupid (although it was remarkable how often those traits got confused).

Draco shrugged. There would be some obliging muggle to take care of his…needs. He sauntered off waving to Willow as he went. "See you, pixie."


My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone.