Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. They are owned by J.K. Rowling and the WB. Neither do I own the Backstreet Boys (I wish) or any of their songs.
A/N: I enlarged the font cause I had some complaints with my last song fic. Now, this is a kind of follow-up/epilogue/sequel/whatever-you-want-to-call-it to my other song fic, "Get Another Boyfriend". You don't have to read that first, but it would help you get a better idea of what is going on. Now you may enjoy (or be disgusted). Oh, and by the way, I had to change like one or two lines to get it to work. Like I said with GABF, I'm not against D/H, as a matter of fact, I kinda like it, but it just didn't work with these songs, so I had to make them breaking up.
**blah, blah, blah** = lyrics
More Than That
A Song Fiction to a Song from the New BSB Album Black & Blue
**I can see that you've been crying. You can't hide it with a lie. What's the use in you denying that what you had was wrong. I heard him promise you forever, but forever's come and gone. Baby, he would say whatever it takes to keep you blind to the truth between the lines**
"C'mon, wipe off those tears, and tell him," Harry told Hermione. He had stopped yelling and went back to a normal tone of voice.
"But he said… f… forever… forever we'd be together," Hermione just had to say it. She was about to break up with Draco and had to get out her last loving thoughts of him. Only then would she rip his heart out like he did to her.
Harry lifted Hermione's chin so she was looking into his sparkling, green eyes.
"Her made you oblivious to it all. Now, get up, and go tell him," he said with a smile. He wanted her to be with someone that actually cared for her, like himself, not Draco. Harry knew that he was the right one for Hermione. She just had to realize it. He took her hand and pulled her out of the chair where she sat.
"Oh, Harry, thank you. Thank you for helping me realize," she forced a smile.
"There he is. I'll be back here, just in case he tries to hurt you," Harry pointed out Draco, who was rambling down the hallway with Crabbe and Goyle. They looked drunk. He could only guess they were talking of how good Lavender was when she was drunk. It disgusted Harry to even think of it.
"Go on," Harry ushered Hermione toward the stoned Draco. "Make 'em squeal," he joked, trying to get her to loosen up.
Hermione walked timidly up to her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend.
"Draco, we need to talk. Alone."
Draco waved his hand, signaling Crabbe and Goyle to go away and give them some time alone. He grabbed Hermione around her small waist, that horribly sick, sexual glare in his eyes. She slapped his arms.
"What was that for? A little feisty are we?" Draco thought it was all just a flirting game that would lead to him laying Hermione. His dirty mind was wrong.
"Oh, you are so wrong. And thanks to Harry, I know who you've been getting 'feisty' with and it's not me. As a matter of fact, it never will be me," Hermione spat at Draco.
"I don't understand, sugarbaby," Draco was confused. Usually Hermione was so obedient, so well trained.
"No, it's not that I don't want to loose my virginity. It's just that I don't want to loose it to you, you mother-fucking weasel," Hermione hissed.
Harry and Draco were both surprised at this outburst (Harry had done an eavesdropping charm—he could not resist).
"Yeah, that's right. Only expect that sort of talk out of Lavender, do you?"
The words stung Draco like a wasp. He was caught.
"As Madame Hooch would say, game's over," Hermione had never felt so powerful, so independent, in her life.
"It is? But, but I gave you those earrings! They're diamonds! Is breaking up with me the thanks I get?" Draco whined.
Hermione ripped out the earrings and shoved them into Draco's hands.
"Tell your mother thanks," Hermione smirked, which was not like her. "You going to cry? Why don't you bury your tears in Lavender's cleavage?! Mine isn't available!"
And with that, Hermione ran back to Harry, leaving Draco gaping at her.
**Oh… I will love you more than that. I won't say the words, then take them back. Don't give loneliness a chance, baby, listen to me when I say I will love you more than that**
"Hermione, you did the right thing," Harry reassured Hermione.
"I trust you, Harry." She flung her arms around him as a thank you. She did not notice him blush.
"I know you deserve someone better, Hermione. Don't take this as conceited, but someone like me," Harry slipped in. "I won't lie to you. I'm as sincere as I can be. I'll do better than Draco."
Hermione just kind of stood there, with mixed feelings of these words, not exactly sure how to take them.
**Baby, you deserve much better, what's the use in holding on? Don't you see it's now or never, 'cause I just can't be friends, baby, knowing in the end, that I will love you more than that. I won't say the words then take them back. Don't give loneliness a chance, baby, listen to me when I say, I will love you more than that**
"I can't just stand her hugging and think that we're only friends, Herm. I just feel that there is more to it," Harry admitted.
"You feel it too? I thought… I was… just alone. I took my chance with Draco, because I thought I'd never have a chance with you…" she looked as if she would burst into tears again.
"I will treat you like the beautiful, independent person you are. I won't treat you like I own you. You own yourself."
**There's not a day that passes by, I don't wonder why we haven't tried, it's not too late to change your mind, so take my hand, don't say goodbye**
"Hermione, please don't think I just told you about Draco to break you guys up. You know that right?" Harry wanted to make sure.
Hermione nodded.
"I tried to keep you happy by not telling you, but I realized that was hurting you. So that's why I told you," Harry reassured her it wasn't intentionally done to hurt her. "But can I make you happy? Would I make you happy? I'll do everything I can to make you feel safe. So will you accept me as you boyfriend? Or shall I continue to wait respectively?"
"Harry, you're such a sweet gentleman. Of course. I've waited for this moment forever," Hermione stared deep into his eyes.
"I love you," Harry simply replied.
They kissed, and how forever long their lips were locked (they didn't know, nor care), they kept thinking why they had waited so long. But now it didn't matter. All that seemed to matter was they were together.
**I will love you more than that. I won't say the words then take them back. Don't give loneliness a chance, baby, listen to me when I say, I will love you more than that**
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A/N: Thanx to everyone who reviewed GABF, and suggested me write a sequel. I never would have done it if you hadn't. If you liked this, check out some of my other song fics on my website that I co-host with Aurora the Enchantress (check out her stories, she is a really good author). Our web address is http://www.hotharry.homestead.com