A/N: This is my second Dramione fanfic, I got bored and it started bringing up new ideas. I wish they just made a machine that like wrote out people's thoughts cus' writing is so much harder T. T. you have to pay attention to sensory detail and subjects and nouns and UGHHH OVERLOAD! Anyways Enjoy and plz leave a note~ XoXo Alisia

Dramione Fanfic: Another Weird Love Story

Chapter 1: The Brain Works In Mysterious Ways

***"… JULIA NOOO!" A boy with black hair dashed his way through the trees to see his beautiful Julia hanging for her life. He wondered what got her to think that the only way to escape their parents forced marriage was to jump off a cliff. He stared at her frightened expression and his heart broke into pieces. He never told his dear Julia that he loved her, from the second he first saw her he fell in love with her outgoing personality, her knack for never shutting up, and her random manner of acting out.

"ANDREW, BEHIND YOU!" She shrieked as he slowly turned in back of him. There stood his evil twin brother, Damien. He smirked at him and slowly approached him with a five millimeter pistol in his hand. Andrew stared wide-eyed at the sudden surprise.

"I told you brother that I would pay you back for the scar you gave me. You should have just let her die Andrew, but you always have to be the hero of the story huh?" Damien growled snidely. He kept his gun pointed at Andrew and slowly walked closer. Damien did not notice that Andrew had a gun in his right coat pocket. "You sicken me brother…" Damien growled, staring into Andrew's eyes blankly.

"You know you can't kill me Damien…we're connected by a soul. If you kill me, then you'll also die beside me!" Andrew screamed keeping his eyes on Julia. She looked at him wide-eyed, still trying to hang onto the cliff.

"True brother, but I can still kill her! Can't I? If you don't listen to me, your precious Julia will die with a bullet wound to the head. And from this height, her body would be broken to pieces." Damien smirked. Andrew looked bewildered at his brother's madness. He nodded hesitantly, staring back at Julia to see if she was secured.

"Alright Damien…I accept. But first, please let me help Julia off the edge of the cliff. Think of it as a trade, my cooperation for Julia's safety." He pleaded towards his brother. Damien glared at him before nodding hesitantly. Andrew rushed towards Julia and helped her climb up the ledge. Julia looked at her lover to see that he was in tears. He crouched down to her level and slowly stroked her cheeks. Being sure to memorize the scent of her, to remember her soft skin, the velvety smoothness of her lips, for he only had a few seconds to. He slowly bent forward and captured her lips in a slow, gentle kiss. Savoring the moment and hoping it stayed alive in his memory, even as he traveled into the afterlife. He gave her a teary smile before pulling the gun out of his coat pocket and facing his brother. He fired and as Damien got hit with the bullets, he could feel the same wounds thrashing through his body.

"NOOO ANDREW, STOP!!!" Julia screeched. Damien glared at him and tried firing at Julia. But Andrew quickly shielded her with his body, taking the hit for her. His face was in front of her face and he smiled at her, a weak and saddened grin.

"NO! STOP! PLEASE STOP!!!" She shrieked in a high-pitched voice. He stared at her beautiful sky blue eyes, shining with liquid; it looked the same as the first day they met. Finding her sleeping on the grass was the one thing he did correct in his life, and he'll forever cherish that memory. He blinked back the tears, feeling the pain pulling him out of his consciousness. As the bullets stopped, he already knew his brother was losing consciousness as well. His job to protect her was done; he collapsed onto his knees and fell onto his back, the blood already beginning to pool under him.

"Andrew, you're going to be alright. You're going to be alright!!!" Julia screamed with tears dripping down her face, trying to convince herself that everything would be alright, that Andrew would be alright. Andrew slowly moved his fingers to her face, stroking her soft cheek. He gently used his hand to remove the rest of her tears

"Julia, I love you. I wanted to know everything about yo---." He was suddenly cut off by Julia.

"Oh no you don't you arsehole! If you want to know everything about me then wait and find out! LIVE! Don't die on me PLEASE! DON'T SAY GOODBYE!!" Julia was breaking down, cuddling her head against his chest. He smiled down at her before lifting her chin and gently kissing it.

"This isn't goodbye Julia. Our love is pure and will live forever in this life and the next. There were just too many obstacles in this life that tore us apart. I don't have much time anymore *cough cough* so I'll just say it now." He tried sitting up by himself, but was aided by Julia. "I love you, Julia Taylor Ferren. Until the day die and even after that, will you marry me?" He reached into his pocket and took out a box. He opened it and showed her two gold bands, one bigger than the other. She clasped her hand over her mouth to suppress her from more tears.

"Yes! YES!!! I WILL MARRY YOU!!!" Andrew grinned from ear to ear; taking the smaller ring he placed it onto his Julia's left ring finger. He kissed her ring finger before sitting up and kissing her lips. Then he went and showered her face with kisses and lastly kissed her forehead. He grinned at her before setting his head onto her lap, and reminiscing the last time she let him sleep there. She slowly stroked his fine, velvety black hair, knowing what would come next.

"Julia, promise me after I die, you'll move on. Make a happy life for yourself and know that I'll always be up there watching over you, because I love you." He stared serenely into her eyes and waited for her answer. She squeezed her eyes shut and gripped his hand that covered her cheek, "I promise." He grinned one more time before cuddling his head into her lap and falling into a deep, never-ending dream.

Julia pulled his hair away from his eyes before setting her lips on his once more, remembering back to their first kiss.

'Hey Julia, have you ever kissed someone?'

'…of course. I do it all the time…'

'Really? Then do you want to kiss me?'

'Well we're still kids…'

'Kissing is what kids always do.'

'Like who?'

'Well…Kathy kissed me last week.'

'WHAT?!!! OH THAT LITTLE WIT—Oomph. Er ge oof meaa…mmmmm'

'So…how was it? Say something…'

'Wow…that was my first kiss.'

'How was it?'

'It was soft….and…'

'And?'

'Again…It makes me want to do it again.'

'You can if you want. I don't mind at all.'***The End.

"OH MERLIN THAT WAS BEAUTFUL!!!" I screamed for the whole world to hear. After a few minutes of ogling the book to my chest, I immediately realized that I was still out in public. I looked around and saw people staring at me, probably finding it odd that a girl suddenly screamed out of nowhere. I quietly adjusted my glasses and quickly ran for my life into the Hogwarts Express. I ran into one of the random compartments and threw my bag and luggage down.

'Phew' I thought in relief, happy that there were no more prying eyes. I cheerfully hugged the book to my chest once again, remembering the character Andrew's last words 'because I love you…' AHHHH SO SAD, BUT SO GOOOOOOD! After rereading the last page, I had to re-wipe another batch of tears that were streaming down my face.

I, Hermione Granger, have never fallen in love.

Love as in sharing ice cream in cafes, taking pictures in those cute photo decorating booths, and watching the sun set while cuddling on a blanket. THAT'S WHAT I WANT! I want to drown in love until my fingers get all wrinkly and even after that! Even my mother bugs me about it, "Hermione…it's sad but I'm convinced that you will probably die a virgin." It never occurred to her that I'm trying my best! My mother doesn't realize that she's the one that gave me her flat chest and her small butt! Darn her! Not to mention her shortness!!!

The compartment door abruptly opened and in poked a boy with black hair. He had small, round glasses situated on the end of his nose and he was already dressed in his robes. The yellow and red tie must mean that he was from Gryffindor. I raised my eyebrow at him and he paused shyly before asking,

"Err…me and my friends were wondering if we could share your compartment, everywhere else is full…but now that I look at it…you must want some privacy, correct?" He was staring directly at my face. I suddenly realized that I probably looked like a sopping mess. I shook my head at him while using my sleeves to wipe my tears. He was hot, to say the least. His shaggy hair was parted to the right, and some of it came above his eyes. His body structure was very slim, but his chest looked chiseled and muscular. Ahhhh how dreamy…

"No? Yes?" He asked.

"NO!" I screamed randomly. He widened his eyes in shock of the sudden eruption.

"Umm no…sorry it wasn't anything. It was something silly…you guys can stay." I told him meekly.

He grinned and replied, "Great then", He turned back outside the compartment and shouted, "C'mon guys! I found one!"

I heard the stomping of many feet and wondered how many friends does this guy have? Firstly, in came two red heads, 1 a boy and 1 a girl. Then another girl with brown hair came in and sat rather 'too' close to the boy with red hair. Then another two red heads came in, both were twins and both had smirks placed on their faces. The compartment was pretty much filled up and I couldn't help but regret a little of saying yes to the black haired boy's request. It was utterly tight in here and I was quite uncomfortable at everyone's close quarters. I stared at the dark haired boy and raised my eyebrow.

"Ahahaha…again I'm very sorry about the intrusion. I'm Harry Potter." He stated, offering me his hand to shake. I stopped for a second and gaped at him. 'Harry Potter?'

"THEE HARRY POTTER!!!?" I suddenly yelled. Everyone stared in shock for a moment before laughing their heads off.

"Oh don't forget esquire 'The Boy Who Lived." The twins said in unison, smirking at Harry's annoyed look sent towards them.

"I'm Ginny and these are my brothers---." Ginny was cut off by her brothers. She was very pretty, like an angel. Her long red air inched all the way down to her lower back. It looked straight and soft, unlike mine. She had beautiful pale skin that made her look like a vampire and not clammy at all, unlike mine. She had a smile that seemed to give off a sophisticated manner, unlike mine. And she seemed like one of those people who knew what they were doing and aren't jumpy at all, unlike me. 'Sad….' I told myself.

"Fred and George Weasley pleasure to make your acquaintance lovely lady!" Fred and George said in unison. They were both tall and muscular, and both had red hair.

"Ron Weasley." He looked at me and grinned, slouching back on his chair and looking super sexy. I gazed at him before moving onto his probable girlfriend.

"I'm Lavender Brown, Ron's girlfriend." She told me, still gazing at her boyfriend. She seemed to look like those desperate, touchy-touchy girlfriends. I should explain to her that I'm not going to come onto her man.

"Nice to meet you guys, I'm Hermione Granger and I just transferred here from Beauxbatons." I told them. They all grinned at me before going about their business. The boys started talking about girls and Quidditch, and other things that guy's like…I don't know pants? While I was invited to gossip with Lavender and Ginny.

"Oh my god did you get to see Malfoy today Ginny!!!?" Lavender squealed excitedly. Ginny shook her head with a sad face. "Oh he looks dreamier then last year!" Lavender shouted. "His skin is a little bit paler than usual, but his eyes…Oh Merlin one stare and it left me frozen on the spot!" Ron looked at his girlfriend from the boy's side of the room, clearly displeased at hearing his girlfriend going on and on about another guy. He shook his head, probably already used to her being like this.

"Really?! How could I have missed that!" Ginny said while pouting.

"Oh you'll have plenty of chances. Oh Merlin and when he strutted by it was…" Blah blah blah…I dozed off in my chair, hoping to block out her annoying voice with sleep.

Dream POV:

It looked only like the doings of a dream; since the sunset's peach hue seemed to rip through the skies randomly. I found it amusing as I laid on the soft wet grass which still had mildew stuck on it. The breeze was cool and relaxing, feeling like heaven as it blew across my skin. The clearing surrounded me with trees, but I felt content where I was.

'Hermione' the wind echoed. I looked around only to see the usual wood trees. I shrugged and looked back at the sky.

'Hermione' There it was again! I peered around to reassure myself, but again I didn't see anything. Then suddenly there was a rustle of leaves and through the bushes came a glowing figure. His body was shaped slim and muscular, and he was at least six feet tall. His glow seemed to shroud his face and most of his body. I placed the back of my right hand onto my eyes, shielding them from the blinding light.

"Hermione…" He came straight to me and kneeled to where I laid. I still couldn't see his face, but I could tell he was grinning under all the light. He leaned down and was headed for my lips. I puckered them, waiting for the kiss that was moments from coming…until.

"Hermione!" Someone was shaking me out of my dream. NONONO KISS ME! I WANT THE KISS! NOOOOOOO. I puckered my lips tighter, waiting for SOMETHING AT LEAST!

"Are you trying to catch something in there Hermione?" Ron grunted out. I quickly woke up wide eyed and unpuckered my lips. "NO!" I screamed.

"It's time to wake up; we have to change before the train stops by Hogwarts." Ginny said. I quietly followed her to the changing room while gently touching my lips. 'Aww my lips don't feel kissed. They don't feel anything!'

I gazed at myself in the full body mirror as I changed. My dark brown hair fell messily onto my back as I took off my shirt. Why did I have to drag this messy bird's nest to school with me? Oh yes I remember now, mother did not let me go to a proper wizard's salon to get my hair straightened. Rather she let me choose between not cutting it and going to a cheap nearby barber's shop. I mumbled obscenities under my breath and hurriedly swapped clothes, meeting Ginny outside the changing room. She smiled and led us back to the original compartments.

Before I had a chance to get in I was bumped by a pack of girls. They glared at me and one big, tall girl bumped my shoulder hard, causing me to flinch. 'BLOODY HELL?!!' I stared wide eyed as the pack sauntered towards another compartment, not even apologizing! They smiled excitedly at each other, I could hear parts of what they were saying; "Famous" "Slytherin" "To die for" "Malfoy".

'Hmm I wonder what he looks like.' I looked towards their compartment distastefully before opening my own.