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Hermione's POV

I'm sitting at the kitchen counter of our common room on a transfigured bar stool since the couch is too comfortable to sit on and there's a lot more space here. About half of the counter is covered in sheets of parchment in varying sizes of stacks and Nat is currently sitting on the stack of exams that I've finished marking. I've gone through about half of an ink pot while grading these exams and I'm feeling so overwhelmed right now. I have to mark over 300 exams before Monday and it just seems like such a big task.

I groan into my hands and Nat looks at me with a worried look. She uncurls herself to pad over quietly and rub her head against my hands which are currently supporting my head. I lift my head to look at her and give her a small smile before picking her up and cuddling her in my arms. I nuzzle my head against her as gently as possible and wish that Draco was here so I could do the same to him. He left earlier to de-stress and fly for a bit before sitting down and marking all the presentations. We decided to divide up the workload like this since it would make it easier to get everything marked in time for exam result day.

With a final look at my mess of exams, I get up and grab my coat from a hook at the front. I slip on my shoes and start walking. I know that I'm stressed because of marking, but I'm also still stressed from doing exams. Being the brightest witch of the age doesn't come without hard work and struggles.

I kind of wander at first but I realize that my feet are taking me in the direction of the tower. When I get there I climb up the stairs to the astronomy tower and when I finally reach the top, I stumble to the edge and sit down.

I'm not quite sure what provoked it, maybe it was just stress, but I start crying. A lot. I bury my face in my hands and let the tears out. I allow the lump at the back of my throat to get bigger. As I do this, I start to feel a lot less stressed.

When I get sad, I tend to get as sad as humanly possible about as many different things as possible. Though I guess the feelings aren't relevant anymore, I reach back into my memories and remember when Draco and I first started becoming friends. I had an unlikely friendship with him, and I remember having doubts about whether or not we'd be able to continue with it. I remember a song from a movie I watched with Draco over the break. It was a great film, but this song in particular resonated with me.

Struggling to remember the words and with a shaky voice, I start to sing.

You know I want you
It's not a secret I try to hide
I know you want me
So don't keep saying our hands are tied

You claim it's not in the cards
But fate is pulling you miles away
And out of reach from me
But you're here in my heart
So who can stop me if I decide
That you're my destiny?

Even as I sing, my words are slightly warped from my crying. With tears still on my face and erratic breathing, I take a deep breath in and continue with what I've started.

What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you
And it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don't we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight

This is one of my favourite parts next. There's a pessimistic viewpoint, but it's also what I hear in my head, from my rational side. With more power I start the next verse.

You think it's easy
You think I don't want to run to you
But there are mountains
And there are doors that we can't walk through

I know you're wondering why
Because we're able to be
Just you and me
Within these walls
But when we go outside
You're gonna wake up and see that it was hopeless after all

At this point I start gaining momentum, remembering my thoughts from before and the scene this song is from. My voice is starting to clear up and I allow myself to really feel the words.

No one can rewrite the stars
How can you say you'll be mine
Everything keeps us apart
And I'm not the one you were meant to find
It's not up to you
It's not up to me
When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
Say that the world can be ours
Tonight

I'm completely invested in the song now and I'm enjoying it quite a lot at this point. I feel so much lighter. I'm even moving my arms with the music and just relishing the feeling of it.

All I want is to fly with you
All I want is to fall with you
So just give me all of you

It feels impossible

It's not impossible

Is it impossible?

Say that it's possible

How do we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine?
Nothing can keep us apart
Cause you are the one I was meant to find
It's up to you
And it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
Why don't we rewrite the stars?
Changing the world to be ours

I take a deep breath and calm down for the last section of the song. At this point I practically whisper the ending, partly because it's so low, and partly because I don't want to believe it.

You know I want you
It's not a secret I try to hide
But I can't have you
We're bound to break and
My hands are tied

"That was beautiful, you should sing more often 'Mione." I freeze where I sit and my blood runs cold. There are only three people who call me 'Mione, only two of them are male, and only one of them speaks like that. I turn around and there standing against the door to the astronomy tower, is Ronald Weasley.

I stare at him in shock, fear showing on my face. He's just standing there completely casual with his hands in the pockets of his jeans and his hoodie all wrinkled. I stand up and all of a sudden I feel anger building up inside me. Its like a flood of fury and soon I'm trembling because of it.

"What are you doing here." I practically spit. His eyes widen in shock and he straightens up when he sees how upset I am. If I'm not mistaken, I see a flash of fear in his eyes.

"Yeesh, I thought you'd be happy to see one of your best friends again." He says in a defensive tone.

"You cursed and assaulted my boyfriend. You betrayed my friendship and hurt someone I cared about. Now you just turn up out of the blue and expect to be all chummy? Do you know what it was like to hear you spout all that prejudiced nonsense after all we've done to eradicate it? It may have been towards the 'evil Slytherins', but when you turn the tables completely it's just as bad as it was before! My best friend suddenly became a monster and you would not listen to me! So don't come back here all casual expecting a warm welcoming. Do not try to be a nice now after all the awful things you did. At this point, you might as well have been a Death Eater."

Tears are once again flowing down my cheeks. I see him flinch when I mention Death Eaters and it seems like he might finally be understanding what I'm saying, but I'm too angry to listen to him. He attempts to apologize, at least I think he does, but I guess I'll never know. Instead I push past him and say, "Just leave me alone."

I don't see the crestfallen expression on his face, nor do I hear the apology or his explanation.

I check myself in the mirror once again to make sure I didn't miss any spots of dry skin. When I'm satisfied with my appearance I exit the bathroom and walk downstairs to try and get some more of my marking done. I only have tonight, Saturday, and Sunday to finish the marking and I realize that I definitely don't want to be a teacher. It's nice getting this experience, but Merlin's beard its stressful. I rub my face as I step out of the stairwell to enter the kitchenette only to be faced with Draco; leaning on one crutch and balancing two mugs of hot chocolate in one hand. When he turns and sees me, his face lights up in a beautiful smile.

"There you are! I was wondering where you'd gotten to since your stuff was here but you weren't. Do you want some hot chocolate?"

"Um… Sure." He then looks likes he's about to try and hobble over with the two cups and I immediately rush over reprimanding him. "Draco! Don't try to come over here. You're barely holding both of the mugs. What if you drop one while you're doing that?" He then looks at me with an expression that displays his bruised ego. I smirk at him and he just pouts instead. I sigh. "Fine, I'm sorry for scolding you. I'm really glad you made me this, thank you."

He brightens up almost instantly and I can't help but think that sometimes he can be so immature. However he's also really amazing. I take the mug from him and sit down on my stool from earlier. I try to focus on the exam so I can mark it, but I can't focus. The drama from earlier on the tower is still replaying in my head. I groan into my hands which attracts Draco's attention.

"Hey, what's wrong? If you're tired, go to bed and come back to this tomorrow. I'll neaten this up for you, just go lie down." As he says this I curse him inside my head. I can feel tears pricking my eyes, why does he just have to be so nice? Why did I have to like him? This could be so much less complicated if we just hated each other.

Though I try my best, a traitorous tear makes its way down my cheek and he immediately spots it. He grabs a tissue from the counter and wipes it away. It just makes me cry harder. I don't deserve this wonderful person. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have been in a fight with Ron in Diagon Alley. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have been attacked in Hogwarts. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't be sitting here almost crippled.

I sob harder, hating every second of it. He just conjures another stool and sits next to me. He pulls my hair out of my face and rubs my back. "Shh… just let it out. You can tell me later if you want." He whispers to me. I try to calm down, so for the second time today I start singing. It's soft and barely intelligible, but I start to sing a small segment of a song I found in Fourth year.

I heard a voice from the other side singing,
"Hold fast, love last"
As winter turns into summertime singing,
"Hold fast, love last"
I heard a voice from the other side singing,
"Hold fast, love last"
As winter turns into summertime singing,
"Hold fast"

Draco stays silent throughout and just sits next to me, ever so patiently. I then sing the part I most want to convey to him. My biggest fear is losing him. I've already lost Ron, and Harry is so far away. Draco is probably my best friend out of all my friends, and to have him torn away from me would be awful. The dreamer in me wants him to stay with me forever, but the rational part of me is saying that it'll never work, that this is all a dream or that it's a joke.

So let's dance a little, laugh a little, and hope a little more
Yes, let's dance a little, laugh a little, and hope a little more
'Cause I don't want to live without you
No, I don't wanna live without you, without you

I see a flicker of understanding in his eyes when I look up to see his face. He smiles at and wraps his arms around my shoulders.

"I'll never leave you Hermione," he whispers, "if I have to rewrite the stars I will do it." His words make me shiver at how much it echos what I sang earlier.

"Um... well if you were wondering why I'm upset, the other reason besides what I said, well sang, earlier is that Ron's back. I forgot he's here for the second semester as part of his punishment." I can see Draco's eyes darken as I say the name of my old best friend. He unconsciously tenses up, but who can blame him?

"If the Weasel so much as breathes in a way that makes you feel uncomfortable, tell me okay? I promise that he'll pay for anything out of line." The darkness of his words makes me feel a little uneasy, so I try to lighten the mood a bit.

"It's alright Draco, you forget that I could just remove house points from him. He isn't exactly in everyone's good books right now, especially with Ginny. If he loses points for Gryffindor like he used to, I doubt he'd live long enough to regret it. Draco just nods and I decide to not push it any further.

After awhile we both by unspoken consensus get up and go to bed without clearing up. I stumble onto my bed, barely aware of my surroundings and have a restless night filled with promises, arguments, and teardrops.

Author's Note: The names of the songs as they appear are Rewrite the Stars from The Greatest Showman, sung by Zac Efron and Zendaya, and Without You by for King and Country feat. Courtney. I had an idea for a chapter and I got the ideas out. It isn't great and I re-wrote it a couple times, but I thought I owed you guys some more content and I had some time. The tone of the characters may have changed a bit, and I apologize if you don't like it. I just read a couple really good fics recently so I've adopted some stuff unconsciously. Thanks for the support guys, but please review! I love hearing from you guys, even criticism since it's still feedback. Have a great week guys, till next time.