Hey guys here is a fic i wrote a little while ago, i will warn you now Draco is a bit OOC but it is meant to be a fluffy type fic, it's short and sweet and i will post the rest if people are interested. it's a song fic based on "Why Can't I?" by Liz Phair, its an awesome song! anyway to the story... Enjoy!!!
Why Can't I?
Get a load of me, get a load of you,
Walking down the street and I hardly know you,
It's just like we were meant to be.
"Oof… oh I'm terribly sorry." Hermione apologized straight into the man's chest, which she had just collided into.
'That's alright." The stranger apologized as he looked down at her. However, his eyes immediately turned from warm to harsh as soon as he recognized the girl standing in front of him. "Oh, it's you Granger."
"Malfoy." She acknowledged. "Well, in that case, if it's only you I take back my apology."
"Now, now Granger. That's not very nice now is it? We are supposed to be mature young adults. Is that really adult behaviour?" he asked in a condescending tone.
"Ah Malfoy, always the predictable asshole. Obviously you haven't changed a bit over these past two years."
He raised an eyebrow at her. Obviously, he has difficulty raising two. Hermione thought to herself. "Well, Granger, it appears that you haven't changed a bit either. Always speaking your mind, unaware of anyone else's feelings but your own."
Hermione bit her lip almost guiltily. She could not tell if he was really hurt by what she said or not. She scoffed. "You? Malfoy? Have feelings? That's the biggest load of rubbish I ever heard!"
He glared at her. "Right." He said coolly as he spun around and stalked off.
Hermione bit her lip, and looked down at the ground guiltily. Should I go after him? She pondered to herself. What? Why am I even considering going after him? Just to give him another chance to insult me?
Insult you? A voice inside her head whispered. He barely said three words to you! All the insults were pouring from your mouth, not his.
Hermione gasped suddenly, frightening an old woman who was walking past her. She walked briskly to try to catch up with Malfoy, Merlin knows why, but she felt guilty about what she had said to him. She could see his blonde hair just ahead of her. "Malfoy" she called out, and several people, including the handsome young man she was chasing, turned at hearing her shout.
He narrowed his eyes, but stopped his walking.
Hermione was surprised, she had half expected him to walk faster, but obviously, this was a very different Draco Malfoy than she had known all her seven years at Hogwarts. She smiled slightly as she approached him.
"Yes Granger? Come to insult me some more? I beg your pardon but I think I have had enough for one day."
Yes. Very strange. She concluded in her head. He is almost acting civil towards me! Ha! As if! He probably has some evil prank all planned out in his head. She thought grimly to herself and paused slightly in her stride. There you go again, the voice whispered. Usually you are not so quick to judge but within an instant, you are already decided against him! You do not know this man anymore… perhaps you never did.
"Malfoy." She said breathlessly as she reached him.
He just glared at her.
"I… uh... I wanted to apologize… I guess, for being so rude to you, you don't deserve that," she mumbled quietly.
"I'm sorry? What was that?" Draco asked as though he hadn't heard.
"I said I was sorry." She replied, still mumbling.
"You said you were what?"
"I SAID I WAS SORRY GOD DAMMIT!"
He grinned, "Alright, alright, no need to shout."
She began to feel the anger bubbling up inside her, but then she saw him grinning, a genuine smile. An expression she had never seen on his face before. It transformed him, and she could not help the smile that began to spread across her face also.
He turned around and began walking away. Hermione felt a sense of disappointment come over her. It was obvious that Draco Malfoy had changed, and for some strange reason she felt as though she wanted to get to know this Draco a bit better. She was jolted out of her thoughts when she noticed him turn around and smile at her. "So Granger, what have you been up to the past couple of years?" he asked, motioning for her to follow.
"Oh, you know, not much, defeating the Dark Lord and all that hoo-ha, nothing too exciting. You?"
He gave a laugh then sighed, "Yeah same."
They both laughed a bit. She looked up at him and found him looking down at her. Their eyes connected and their laughter died down. They continued walking, staring into each other's eyes. Hermione felt a strange tingling sensation creep up from the bottom of her spine. She shivered a bit and looked away.
She gave a small laugh. "So, are you still living at the manor then?" she asked deciding it was time for a change in subject. Not that there had really been one in the first place.
Draco shook his head slightly, as if trying to clear away some unwanted thoughts and smiled fondly, thinking of his home. "Yes." He said this almost dreamily, and Hermione was quite startled by his tone. "I'll never sell it." He told her. "It's where I grew up."
Hermione nodded in understanding.
"What about you? Are you still living at home?"
Hermione sniffed a bit at this. "No." she replied sadly. "Too many bad memories."
Now it was Draco's turn to nod. He had gone to her parent's funeral after Voldermort had killed them during the war. "So where are you staying now?" he asked, not only out of politeness, but also out of curiosity.
She smiled. "Ginny Weasley and I just bought a house in magical London a few months ago."
"Ah, the young Weaslette how is she?"
Hermione glared at him for the crude nickname he used for her friend, but realized, he wasn't poking fun. "She's good. She's engaged to Seamus Finnigan."
"Finnigan eh? Excellent beater in our seventh year. I remember he hit a bludger right into the side of my head during a particularly long Quidditch match. I was in the hospital wing for a month!" he spoke of the memory almost fondly as though it were something he would treasure forever.
Hermione laughed at this. "Oh, I remember that! I nearly fell out of my seat I was laughing so hard. And Dean Thomas had to practically carry me back to the common room. Awesome party that night and Seamus was a hero for weeks." she looked thoughtful for a moment, reliving the memory.
"Hey! I don't seem to recall it being that funny!" he cried indignantly.
"Ohh, yes it was." She started laughing; tears began to pour down her cheeks.
He looked alarmed for a moment then began laughing as well. They stood there in the middle of a London street doubled over in laughter. Hermione had to cling on to Draco's arm in support so she would not fall to the ground. Either Draco did not seem to notice or he did not care.
How strange this seemed, never had Hermione ever imagined that she would be standing here, laughing with Draco Malfoy, the boy who had done nothing but tormented her though out her schooling years. Hermione felt as though she hadn't really met Draco Malfoy until today.
They heard the Big Ben strike 5 'o Clock and were broken out of their reverie.
Draco cleared his throat. "I should be getting back to the manor. Mother will be wondering where I am."
Hermione nodded. "I should be getting back too."
They both looked at each other, both unsure how they should farewell the other. It was Draco that reached his decision. He held out his hand. She took it uncertainly and shook it.
Then before she knew what was happening, Draco leant down and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. "It was great to meet you… Hermione." And with that, he spun around and walked away.
Hermione stood there for a moment, stunned. She raised her hand to her cheek as she watched him walk away and whispered after him, "It was great to meet you too… Draco." Not even noticing the snow that was lightly beginning to fall.
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