I'm not totally sure how I'm going to end Draco and Hermione's relationship, but I do think they will have some kind of close relationship. The set up may be a little confusing, so the first ten chapters are in Draco's point of view and the next ten are Hermione's point of view. During them they don't really interact much.

Draco

Malfoy. The name has haunted me for the last three years. It controls everything I do. Sometimes I think of adopting my mother's maiden name. I can't remember the last time I had a good night's sleep. My fiancé, Astoria Greengrass, takes up most of the bed, and sometimes will push me out of the bed. Not on purpose, of course, but I wake up on the floor at least once a week. She can be a sweet girl, but she's only nineteen. Whenever I'm with her I feel too old to be around her, but I have to marry her. There is one girl that I would love to be with, but my name keeps me from her. My name isn't the only thing, though. Distance is a problem, but that could easily be fixed. The real problem is our past. Everything I've done to her keeps me away, as if I can't touch her. She probably wouldn't want to talk to me now anyway, so what would be the point of trying? The manor has become incredibly cold since the war, and that is saying something because it's always been cold.

I ran a hand through my hair, a stress habit that I've picked up, as Astoria sat on the couch next to me. I know she isn't much younger than me, but the ages just bother me. She's got an older sister, who happens to be my age, yet I was betrothed to Astoria. My parents clearly were not thinking when I was born. I'd just have struggle through the rest of my life. Astoria looked over at me and smiled.

"Draco, your mother wants to get together with us to plan out the wedding," she said, too cheery for my taste.

"I'll be there." I plastered a smile on my face and leaned in to kiss her.

This was a common thing I had to do. Just to make her feel as if we aren't arranged to be married. Astoria was more passionate than I was. She wanted this dream wedding and wanted to be in love. It felt wrong. We really had nothing in common, but she seemed to be interested in me. I stood from the couch and left the room. I had become distant the last few years. I really did need help. From everything that I've seen, I've been traumatized. Apparently no one thought that would happen to a young child, but I'm the living proof that it does. I wandered around the manor for a while to clear my mind then made my way up to the bedroom I shared with Astoria. It wasn't very late, but I needed to be secluded. Just for a few minutes.

I laid down on the plush mattress on my stomach and closed my eyes. My mind drifted away as I lain on the bed. I forgot everything for a moment, but it was short lived. For some reason Astoria decided to enter the bedroom.

"Hello, dear," I mumbled.

I felt the bed sink; she had sat next to me. "Draco, is there something you need to tell me?" she asked.

"No, I'm fine, just like always. Don't worry yourself over me."

Astoria laid her head on my back. I felt her hand rubbing my back and getting very low. As I had predicted, her hand landed on my bum. This was very uncomfortable for me, but I didn't say anything, letting her have her way. One of us had to be happy, right? It was the easiest thing to do. She started to rub my bum and the thoughts that I'm too old for her came back into my mind.

"Stop," I told her and pushed her hand off of me. "Not right now."

I could tell she was giving me a weird look. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just want to be alone for a little. Is that okay with you?" I snapped at her, and she quickly got up.

"Alright. I'll come get you when it's dinner time."

I nodded, and rolled back to the middle of the bed. She didn't know boundaries. We have sex all of the time, but I wasn't in the mood for her nonsense. She was young and lusty. I know any man would kill for a woman like her, but sex with her just wasn't as exciting as it once was, which hadn't lasting long either. I wasn't in the mood for any kind of interaction with anyone. A few hours later, Astoria came back into the room and told me it was time for dinner. I got out of the bed and we walked to the dining room, arm in arm. We ate in silence then went up to bed. Of course, we made love before falling asleep. The normal schedule for the day completed.

In the morning I was awoken by Astoria tapping on my chest. When I opened my eyes she smiled at me. I looked at the ceiling, hoping she'd just disappear, but she didn't. She never did. She still lain there rubbing my chest and playing with the hairs on it. Sometimes she looked quite beautiful and I wouldn't mind shagging her, but I start to feel like a perverted old man; she's nineteen, I'm twenty-one. She practically just left Hogwarts. Why did I get put with her and not her sister?

"Draco…" she whispered. I looked over at her. "Are you alright?" I nodded.

No one knew how I really felt about her. Astoria is great, but she's annoying at times. I kept watching her. I was going to marry her soon and I had no other choice.

"Your mother is coming over later today. She's going to help with the wedding," Astoria said after a few quiet minutes.

"I'm sure you two will have a lovely time." I smiled at her and she cuddled into my side.

Moments later, Astoria was straddling my hips. "Remember last night?" she whispered, seductively. It was always fun to watch her trying to be sexy. I nodded to her in response. "It was so amazing…and you're so…what word am I looking for? You're so…huge," she rubbed my chest.

Just to play along with her I grabbed her hips and whispered, "You're incredibly tight." I could feel her get wet at my words. We both remained naked from the night.

She grabbed my hands and moved them to her chest. "What about these?" Astoria bit her lip and controlled my hands to knead her breasts.

In all honesty I've seen better in my days, but I couldn't tell her that. "You have gigantic tits." I felt her grow even wetter. I wasn't one for foreplay, and neither was she. Just a few dirty exchange of words and she was ready.

Astoria pouted seeing I wasn't aroused the slightest and got off my hips. I took this opportunity to get out of the bed and take a shower, thanking all gods she stopped before I had to push her off. Today I just wasn't in the mood.