I own nothing related to Harry Potter or the songs used in this fiction. I just love Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy and was called Hermione in grade school.

Okay, here's the next chapter. It's from "On a Clear Day" and is in Draco's POV. Sorry, I know , it's short, but I was falling asleep as I was typing it. Thanks to Casi (jokergirl4ever), I love ya girlie, and to chaylor rocks, both of whom have reviewed.

Why did each love melt away before?
Heaven above turn to clay before?
She wasn't you - She wasn't you.

Why did champagne lose its year for me?
Love's haunting strain disappears for me?
What could I do?
She wasn't you.

Draco sat in the chair near the fireplace, a bottle of Firewhiskey in his hand. He couldn't believe that Mione thought he was cheating on her! For the brightest witch of their age, she was so thick! It had been a month and he was still torn up over it.

"Draco?"

Draco looked up and saw Astoria Greengrass standing in his fireplace. Draco looked at the girl he was previously betrothed to.

"Are you okay, Draco?" she asked, kneeling down next to him.

"I lost her, Storia." He mumbled, resting his face in his palms. "She thinks I cheated on her."

"Whom with?"

"My cousin!"

"What? But Draco, that's absurd!" Astoria laughed.

"She's never met anyone in my family. How was she to know that Abia was my cousin?"

"You really love her Draco." Astoria said, placing her hand on his knee.

Draco nodded. "When I look back on all the relationships I had been in...None of them compare to her." He said. "Sorry."

Astoria shrugged; she didn't mind that he had just told her that he didn't like having her as a girlfriend at the time.

"It's just…When I was with her…It was like I could mold the Heavens. That Nyx gave me the power to bend time and everything itself. Nothing has taste anymore!" he cried, throwing the bottle of Firewhiskey into the fire with that last sentence. "No matter what I do, she's always in my mind!"

She wasn't you, and no vows ever chained me.
No, she wasn't you, and goodbyes never pained me.
Now I know why each affair always faded so fast!
Only with you was I born to live;
only to you is the love I give,
Love for as long as a lifetime can last.

Weeks had passed but still, Draco was having difficulty getting Hermione out of his head.
He wondered around, lost in everything. He had said 'goodbye' to so many women and never felt a thing but when it came to the one woman he didn't want to say 'goodbye' to, he felt that irrevocable pain in his chest.

One day, when he was feeling worse than any other day, Pansy decided to pay him a visit.

"Draco, what are you doing?" she asked, her hands planted on her hips.

"What's it look like, Pans?"

"Pathetic…that's what it looks like." She said, dragging him out into his yard and pushing him into the pond.

He popped out of the cold water, sputtering. "What the fuck?" he yelled at her.

"Deal with it!" she snapped.

When they were back in the manor, Draco (after changing his clothes) looked at his ex-girlfriend.

"Why didn't we work?" he asked.

"I loved you and you didn't love me back." She said, crossing her leg. "We weren't a good match at all." She shrugged. "There's a lot…but I think the main reason is that we just weren't meant for each other, you know?"

Draco nodded. "How does Zabini treat you?"

Pansy smiled. "He treats me like I'm the only person in the world. It's like gravity with us…natural. I fall, he catches me."

"Sounds like that shitty vampire movie that the Muggles are going nuts over. (a.n: This story takes place in our present timeish…like 2010, being we just entered 2011, but you get it and to clear things up, I do like Twilight but I am a True Blood girl)

"Yeah, well, love is just another chapter in the movie of life." She said, getting up to leave. "Take care, Dray, I don't want to have to push you into the pong again."

"It's okay," he said. "I'm all over it. I realized why I can't get 'Mione out of my head."

"Oh, really and why is that?"

"It's because I can't get her out of my heart. Everything you just said about you and Blaise is how I felt when I was with her. I was born to live with her…to love her. I will until I die."

Pansy smiled. "Then you know what to do."

Draco hugged her. "I do."

As she was stepping into the fireplace he stopped her. "And tell Blaise…that if he hurts you, little sister, I'll kill him."

"We're not siblings."

"No, but I love you like one.