"Acoustic #3"
"They painted up your secrets
With the lies they told to you
And the least they ever gave you
Was the most you ever knew
And I wonder where these dreams go
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming?
No one's listening anyway
Your voice is small and fading
And you're hiding here alone
And your mother loves your father
'Cause she's got nowhere to go
And she wonders where these dreams go
'Cause the world got in her way
What's the point in ever trying?
Nothing's changing anyway
They press their lips against you
And you love the lies they say
And I tried so hard to reach you
But you're falling anyway
And you know I see right through you
'Cause the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming?
You're not listening anyway"
She loved him.
Why, exactly? Oh there were a million reasons, yet there were none. He was handsome and charming, rich and romantic. With one smile he could make her melt to nothing more than a puddle on the floor, but in her logical mind, those weren't reasons that could justify the world "love". It was what was he was on the inside that really mattered to her.
Or, at least, what she thought was on the inside.
To tell the truth, she had never really fallen in love with the boy everyone knew to be Draco Malfoy. It wasn't his cool "bad boy" demeanor that had drawn her to him. More so, it was the chance that there was someone underneath that mask of arrogance, a completely different person. Unfortunately, that's all it had ever been. A chance. A possibility.
She'd fallen in love with a Draco in her head. Her imaginary Draco. He was the one that held her lovingly and whispered sweetly in her ear. The one with the deep, sensitive side, hidden beneath the veil that was the Malfoy name. For two and a half years she'd convinced herself that that Draco exsisted, that he was there, trapped somewhere within his head. But she had been so very, very wrong.
It's not like they hadn't agreed it would be best kept a secret. They were both very clever students; the top two seventh years in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However, they had always just met at night and avoided each other by day. It had always worked reasonably well. Whenever they did run into each other, she usually let Harry and Ron do the talking, then lead them away before they could pummel him. Yet the other day. . .
No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't make herself believe that when he had seen them in the halls, he hadn't meant the harsh words. It was not the fact that he had said the, more the way he had spat them out: "mudblood", like it left a bad taste in his mouth.
And she just couldn't believe the dream anymore.
He sat before her now, avoiding her eyes, as if he knew he had hurt her. She cleared her throat nervously, then got down to business. There was no use in tact; he'd been quite straightforward that afternoon. "I think we should break up."
He looked up sadly, as if he had been prepared for it. "Hermione, if this is about earlier today, I'm so-"
Quickly, she used her hand to cover his mouth and shook her head. "I don't want to hear it, Draco. For as long as we've been together, I've tried to convince myself you're someone you're just plain not." She bit her lip in order to keep from crying; part of her was still quite "in love" with him. "What you said opened up my eyes. This is stupid. . .let's just end it now."
Closing his eyes for a long, painful moment before opening them again, he nodded. "Let's."
Standing, she left the abandoned classroom they had been sitting in. It was quite a shame she went in such a hurry; she missed his tears.
A/N: Let me make one thing clear; I hate songfics. Why I am writing a songfic is beyond me. I'm just very in love with the Goo Goo Dolls and that song. It's really beautiful, go download it! Anyway, it reminded me of Draco. As for Draco/Hermione, I confess. I'm becoming quite fond of the couple. Excuse me while I hang my head in shame.
But please review anyway?
Disclaimer: I do no own The Goo Goo Dolls' "Acoustic #3", Harry Potter, or any of the characters.
"They painted up your secrets
With the lies they told to you
And the least they ever gave you
Was the most you ever knew
And I wonder where these dreams go
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming?
No one's listening anyway
Your voice is small and fading
And you're hiding here alone
And your mother loves your father
'Cause she's got nowhere to go
And she wonders where these dreams go
'Cause the world got in her way
What's the point in ever trying?
Nothing's changing anyway
They press their lips against you
And you love the lies they say
And I tried so hard to reach you
But you're falling anyway
And you know I see right through you
'Cause the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming?
You're not listening anyway"
She loved him.
Why, exactly? Oh there were a million reasons, yet there were none. He was handsome and charming, rich and romantic. With one smile he could make her melt to nothing more than a puddle on the floor, but in her logical mind, those weren't reasons that could justify the world "love". It was what was he was on the inside that really mattered to her.
Or, at least, what she thought was on the inside.
To tell the truth, she had never really fallen in love with the boy everyone knew to be Draco Malfoy. It wasn't his cool "bad boy" demeanor that had drawn her to him. More so, it was the chance that there was someone underneath that mask of arrogance, a completely different person. Unfortunately, that's all it had ever been. A chance. A possibility.
She'd fallen in love with a Draco in her head. Her imaginary Draco. He was the one that held her lovingly and whispered sweetly in her ear. The one with the deep, sensitive side, hidden beneath the veil that was the Malfoy name. For two and a half years she'd convinced herself that that Draco exsisted, that he was there, trapped somewhere within his head. But she had been so very, very wrong.
It's not like they hadn't agreed it would be best kept a secret. They were both very clever students; the top two seventh years in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However, they had always just met at night and avoided each other by day. It had always worked reasonably well. Whenever they did run into each other, she usually let Harry and Ron do the talking, then lead them away before they could pummel him. Yet the other day. . .
No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't make herself believe that when he had seen them in the halls, he hadn't meant the harsh words. It was not the fact that he had said the, more the way he had spat them out: "mudblood", like it left a bad taste in his mouth.
And she just couldn't believe the dream anymore.
He sat before her now, avoiding her eyes, as if he knew he had hurt her. She cleared her throat nervously, then got down to business. There was no use in tact; he'd been quite straightforward that afternoon. "I think we should break up."
He looked up sadly, as if he had been prepared for it. "Hermione, if this is about earlier today, I'm so-"
Quickly, she used her hand to cover his mouth and shook her head. "I don't want to hear it, Draco. For as long as we've been together, I've tried to convince myself you're someone you're just plain not." She bit her lip in order to keep from crying; part of her was still quite "in love" with him. "What you said opened up my eyes. This is stupid. . .let's just end it now."
Closing his eyes for a long, painful moment before opening them again, he nodded. "Let's."
Standing, she left the abandoned classroom they had been sitting in. It was quite a shame she went in such a hurry; she missed his tears.
A/N: Let me make one thing clear; I hate songfics. Why I am writing a songfic is beyond me. I'm just very in love with the Goo Goo Dolls and that song. It's really beautiful, go download it! Anyway, it reminded me of Draco. As for Draco/Hermione, I confess. I'm becoming quite fond of the couple. Excuse me while I hang my head in shame.
But please review anyway?
Disclaimer: I do no own The Goo Goo Dolls' "Acoustic #3", Harry Potter, or any of the characters.