Disclaimer: Don't own Malfoy or Harry or Ron..oh, but I wish I did.and I
don't own the song.Evanescence does.
A/N: thoughts will be surrounded by the little arrow thingies (^)
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Hermione woke with a start and rolled over and looked at her clock. It was only 4:57 in the morning. She lay back down, pulling the covers over her head and groaned, trying to figure out what has woken her from her slumber. After fifteen restless minutes, Hermione decided to go into the common room to find a good book to read, since she had already completed the one she started on the train. Upon entering the common room, Hermione noticed a young blonde man sitting in front of the fire playing a .piano? He had a pair of black boxers on, and nothing else. His skin was glowing under the fire's light, making him seem like a god. She recognized the song he was playing as the piano parts of Evanescence's song "My Immortal." Hermione quietly walked in as not to disturb his beautiful playing. She walked right up behind him and slightly leaned over to make sure that he was actually playing, and not that the piano had been enchanted to play it. A piece of her hair fell from behind her ear and lightly brushed Malfoy's bare shoulder causing him to jump up and stop playing.
"What the hell are you doing up, Granger? It's five in the morning." Malfoy said after finding his voice. He looked up at her. She was wearing a tight black tank top and a black pair of pajama bottoms with flames all over it. He had always imagined her to have slept in something less.sexy, like a loose white t shirt and some stupid pajama bottoms. But Hermione looked hot; on fire to be exact (no pun intended since she did have on flame pj's.yea ok that wasn't that funny.)
"I could be asking you the same thing Malfoy. What are you doing out of bed this early.and playing a.piano no less?" Hermione could not take her eyes off of him. There was something captivating about him under the flames glow. She looked into his eyes and found them to be full of warmth, lacking their usual hostility.
"Right. Uh.Granger, could I ask of you a favor? Don't tell anyone about this.my piano playing, I mean. Nobody actually knows that I can play, except my mother and now for you. I want to keep it that way. If my father found out I had learned.well.it would not be good." He looked pleadingly into Hermione's eyes.
Hermione thought about what he was asking her. She looked deep into his eyes and began to wonder why she got so mad at him earlier. He really had done nothing he hadn't done before, why did it matter now. Then she remembered that he had apologized to her on the train and perhaps it was that miniscule insight to his soul.the real Malfoy that made her want to believe that he could be a better person. "Sure Malfoy. I won't tell anyone, but. there is one condition." With this little remark Malfoy's face fell. "You have to play that song for me. I couldn't help but notice that it was the song "My Immortal' and I love that song. Please, Malfoy?" She looked strait back into his eyes. Normally, this would be about the time when Malfoy would ask something like 'Why in the hell should I do something for you' or 'Fuck off you stupid Mudblood, I'm not going to do anything you ask' but this time he just patted to the little spot next to him, indicating for her to sit down. This little action sort of caught Hermione off guard. She stared at him for a moment and then made her way around the side of the couch and took a set beside him. Malfoy started playing as soon as she sat down.
^Why am I doing this? She is a mudblood and I am playing for her. I am giving her insight to my very soul. No body has ever heard me play, except for my mother, who taught me, and now Granger is going to be the first one. What is wrong with me? And why is the hell does it feel so good to be this close to her? ^ These thoughts were running through Malfoy's head as he began to play for her. A few seconds later he was surprised when Hermione started to sing along with his playing.
*I'm so tired of being here Suppressed by all of my childish fears And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave Because your presence still lingers here And it won't leave me alone These wounds won't seem to heal This pain is just too real There's just too much that time cannot erase When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I've held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me You used to captivate me By your resonating light But now I'm bound by the life you left behind Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me These wounds won't seem to heal This pain is just too real There's just too much that time cannot erase When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I've held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone There's just too much that time cannot erase When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I've held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me All of me All of me Ahhhahhhhh*
He couldn't help but be mesmerized by her voice. It flowed from her mouth smooth and sweet like honey. As the words tumbled from her lips, Malfoy couldn't help but want to feel those soft lips upon his own. Hermione looked up at him. Her eyes were the embodiment into her very soul. Everything she was feeling at the moment was shown in those great honey brown orbs staring back at him. He saw happiness and pain, love and hate, confusion and complete understanding all at the same time. He saw everything that he felt inside of himself. ^ What am I thinking, this is Granger here. I could never kiss her. I would never kiss a .mudblood ^ He suddenly pulled out of his hypnotic stage and looked into the fire. Hermione was the first to break the awkward silence.
"You play beautifully. I would have never guess, coming from a guy like you."
"A guy like me? What is that supposed to mean?" Malfoy said, slight anger filling his voice.
"I didn't mean that in a bad way, it's just.you don't seem like the type. Most guys that play the piano are either really sweet.or really gay, which I have heard from your extensive ex girlfriends that you most definitely are not that. Nor are you very sweet, at least, not sweet to me or anyone else I have seen you around. I just didn't expect it.that's all" Hermione said, trying to get back the Malfoy she had just seen a few seconds ago, the one who looked at her with his real self, not the one that he was behind his mask.
"Yea, well, I guess I like to do things that no one would expect. I don't really like to go by the rules, if you haven't noticed." He said, his eyes filling with the same warmth that had been there before. Hermione noticed now that his eyes really weren't stone gray like she had thought before, but they were really a light blue color, like a cloudless sky. "Your not exactly what I expected either. You know.once you got rid of your little boyfriends, Potty and Weasel." Then he laughed, just a slight chuckle, but it was genuine. "You're not that bad at all. And you have a lovely voice." At this, Hermione blushed just enough to give her cheeks a slight pink glow.
"Thank you." Hermione said. She could feel a slight heat rise up in her cheeks. "Well, I am kind of getting tired, so.um.I guess I probably need to go back to my room. You should go too.to your room. To get some sleep." ^ Great 'Mione, just great ^ "You know, after all, classes do start back up tomorrow.or should I say, in a few hours, and we probably both need our rest. So.goodnight, Malfoy." With that, Hermione got up from the couch and went to her room.
"Goodnight." Malfoy almost inaudibly whispered to Hermione's retreating body. ^ Maybe this year won't be so bad after all. ^
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Hermione woke the next morning to a very, VERY annoying alarm clock. She fumbled around on her night table for a few moments trying to turn it off. "Dammit, shut UP!" she yelled out in frustration. She had had all of the buzzing she could handle so in her final attempts to shut it off, she picked it up and threw it towards her door.which a certain Slytherin was now entering.
"What in the hell is that noi-" but Malfoy was cut off by an alarm clack flying towards his face. He ducked just in time to avoid getting hit. The alarm clock smashed into the wall behind him and slowly faded to a silent heap of plastic and metal on the floor. "Dang, Granger. Don't you know how to turn off your own alarm?"
"Sorry Malfoy, I just got really pissed off at the thing." Hermione looked down towards her busted alarm clock, shaking her head.
"Well, just because your pissed doesn't mean you had to take it out on the alarm. Why didn't you just unplug it, you know, instead of giving it flying lessons?"
"Well, Malfoy, if you haven't noticed, it lacks a cord which usually means that it is battery operated." Hermione stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Honestly, Malfoy had been unable to distinguish that there was a cord because you couldn't exactly tell what was what.
"Ok. Then why didn't you just take out the batteries.instead of demolishing it?"
"Sorry, Malfoy, but there is no way in hell that I am that coordinated this early in the morning. The quickest thing I could think of to shut it off was to throw it. Ok? Now if you would please excuse me I want to get some sleep." Hermione let out a groan and lay back down, pulling the covers over her head. Malfoy turned around and walked out of her room, shutting the door behind him. He walked into the bathroom and started the shower. Fifteen minutes later, he was out and drying himself off with a plush white towel with DM embroidered into it. He wrapped the towel around his waist and proceeded to go into his room. Once there, he dressed for school. By the time he was finished it was a mere five minutes until breakfast started and fifty minutes until their first class. Malfoy figured that he should wake Hermione up since if she didn't attend breakfast, she wouldn't get her schedule and in result wouldn't know what class to go to. Malfoy went up to her door and knocked quietly. He heard no answer whatsoever so he knocked a little louder. This time however he heard something that very strongly resembled "Leavemethefuckalone" Malfoy laughed to himself then yelled through the door "You might want to get up. Breakfast is already served." He heard and estranged cry and a thud on the ground followed by the sounds of someone shuffling though a dresser. The door suddenly opened revealing a very disoriented Hermione. "Better hurry!" he called out to her as she threw herself into the bathroom, no doubt to take a really, really quick shower.
Twenty-five minutes later, Hermione emerged form the bathroom looking fresh and rejuvenated, and smelling very much like Midnight's Path. (A/N: its this scent from Bath and Body Works, it smells really, really good.) She had put on her school robes and had them arranged very much like she had the night before: unbuttoned with a white shirt which was slightly unbuttoned its self and a short plaid skirt, only this time she completed the ensemble with a black tie and white knee high socks and black Mary- Jane's. (Mind you, she did have shoes on the night before, but this was a different pair) She had also done a quick drying and straitening spell on her hair so her brown locks now fell just to the top of her butt. She applied a little make-up also, just the bare necessities: mascara, black eyeliner, and a slightly tinted, shimmering lip gloss. She looked at her watch and grabbed her bag; she only had twenty minutes to get to breakfast, look at her schedule and make it to her first class. With her luck, they would have potions first.
Sure enough, as soon as Hermione entered the Great Hall a grey owl delivered her Time Table and she had Double Potions with Slytherins first today. She looked through the rest of her Time Table to see when her classes would take place.
*Hermione Granger* *Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry*
*Even days* *Double Potions- Professor Snape w/Slytherin* *Transfiguration- Professor McGonagall w/Ravenclaw* *Lunch* *Herbology- Professor Sprout w/ Hufflepuff* *Defense Against the Dark Arts- Professor Natyla Crudele w/Slytherin*
*Odd days* *Charms- Professor Flitwick w/Ravenclaw* *History of magic- Professor Binns w/Hufflepuff* *Lunch *Care of Magical Creatures- Hagrid w/Slytherin* *Arithmancy- Professor McKillian w/Ravenclaw*
*Wednesday Night at midnight* *Advanced Astronomy- Professor Sinistra w/whoever else has that* *excruciatingly late (or early, if you please) class*
She noticed that they had a new Arithmancy and DADA teachers. She couldn't wait to meet them. A few moments later, she was approached by Harry and Ron who wanted to compare schedules. The only differences they had were that in place of Arithmancy they had Double Divination and they lacked the Astronomy class. She walked over to the table and grabbed a piece of bacon and a slice of buttered toast since she didn't have time for anything else. She turned to Harry and Ron and asked them if they had seen Josh, the new transfer. They both looked at her a wiggled their eyebrows. "Uhg.guys, its not like that. Dumbledore told me to show him to his classes today since I am Head Girl" They pointed towards the end of the table where Josh was seated, finishing off his scrambled eggs. Hermione smoothed down her hair and walked over to where Josh was seated.
"Um.Josh, is it? Hi, I am Hermione Granger, the Head Girl, and Dumbledore requested that I show you to your classes today. May I take a look at your schedule?" He nodded and handed her his Time Table. Hermione did a quick look over his classes and discovered that his schedule was identical to her schedule. "Looks like we have all of the same classes. Uh. we have about ten minutes to get to Potions and Snape hates it when students are late, so we better get going."
A/N Ok yea I know that was a really stupid way to end the chapter but it was getting really long so I decided I needed to put what happens next into the next chapter. So.read and review and tell me if I should continue
~Ridiculously yours, Tygerskiss
A/N: thoughts will be surrounded by the little arrow thingies (^)
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Hermione woke with a start and rolled over and looked at her clock. It was only 4:57 in the morning. She lay back down, pulling the covers over her head and groaned, trying to figure out what has woken her from her slumber. After fifteen restless minutes, Hermione decided to go into the common room to find a good book to read, since she had already completed the one she started on the train. Upon entering the common room, Hermione noticed a young blonde man sitting in front of the fire playing a .piano? He had a pair of black boxers on, and nothing else. His skin was glowing under the fire's light, making him seem like a god. She recognized the song he was playing as the piano parts of Evanescence's song "My Immortal." Hermione quietly walked in as not to disturb his beautiful playing. She walked right up behind him and slightly leaned over to make sure that he was actually playing, and not that the piano had been enchanted to play it. A piece of her hair fell from behind her ear and lightly brushed Malfoy's bare shoulder causing him to jump up and stop playing.
"What the hell are you doing up, Granger? It's five in the morning." Malfoy said after finding his voice. He looked up at her. She was wearing a tight black tank top and a black pair of pajama bottoms with flames all over it. He had always imagined her to have slept in something less.sexy, like a loose white t shirt and some stupid pajama bottoms. But Hermione looked hot; on fire to be exact (no pun intended since she did have on flame pj's.yea ok that wasn't that funny.)
"I could be asking you the same thing Malfoy. What are you doing out of bed this early.and playing a.piano no less?" Hermione could not take her eyes off of him. There was something captivating about him under the flames glow. She looked into his eyes and found them to be full of warmth, lacking their usual hostility.
"Right. Uh.Granger, could I ask of you a favor? Don't tell anyone about this.my piano playing, I mean. Nobody actually knows that I can play, except my mother and now for you. I want to keep it that way. If my father found out I had learned.well.it would not be good." He looked pleadingly into Hermione's eyes.
Hermione thought about what he was asking her. She looked deep into his eyes and began to wonder why she got so mad at him earlier. He really had done nothing he hadn't done before, why did it matter now. Then she remembered that he had apologized to her on the train and perhaps it was that miniscule insight to his soul.the real Malfoy that made her want to believe that he could be a better person. "Sure Malfoy. I won't tell anyone, but. there is one condition." With this little remark Malfoy's face fell. "You have to play that song for me. I couldn't help but notice that it was the song "My Immortal' and I love that song. Please, Malfoy?" She looked strait back into his eyes. Normally, this would be about the time when Malfoy would ask something like 'Why in the hell should I do something for you' or 'Fuck off you stupid Mudblood, I'm not going to do anything you ask' but this time he just patted to the little spot next to him, indicating for her to sit down. This little action sort of caught Hermione off guard. She stared at him for a moment and then made her way around the side of the couch and took a set beside him. Malfoy started playing as soon as she sat down.
^Why am I doing this? She is a mudblood and I am playing for her. I am giving her insight to my very soul. No body has ever heard me play, except for my mother, who taught me, and now Granger is going to be the first one. What is wrong with me? And why is the hell does it feel so good to be this close to her? ^ These thoughts were running through Malfoy's head as he began to play for her. A few seconds later he was surprised when Hermione started to sing along with his playing.
*I'm so tired of being here Suppressed by all of my childish fears And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave Because your presence still lingers here And it won't leave me alone These wounds won't seem to heal This pain is just too real There's just too much that time cannot erase When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I've held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me You used to captivate me By your resonating light But now I'm bound by the life you left behind Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me These wounds won't seem to heal This pain is just too real There's just too much that time cannot erase When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I've held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone There's just too much that time cannot erase When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I've held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me All of me All of me Ahhhahhhhh*
He couldn't help but be mesmerized by her voice. It flowed from her mouth smooth and sweet like honey. As the words tumbled from her lips, Malfoy couldn't help but want to feel those soft lips upon his own. Hermione looked up at him. Her eyes were the embodiment into her very soul. Everything she was feeling at the moment was shown in those great honey brown orbs staring back at him. He saw happiness and pain, love and hate, confusion and complete understanding all at the same time. He saw everything that he felt inside of himself. ^ What am I thinking, this is Granger here. I could never kiss her. I would never kiss a .mudblood ^ He suddenly pulled out of his hypnotic stage and looked into the fire. Hermione was the first to break the awkward silence.
"You play beautifully. I would have never guess, coming from a guy like you."
"A guy like me? What is that supposed to mean?" Malfoy said, slight anger filling his voice.
"I didn't mean that in a bad way, it's just.you don't seem like the type. Most guys that play the piano are either really sweet.or really gay, which I have heard from your extensive ex girlfriends that you most definitely are not that. Nor are you very sweet, at least, not sweet to me or anyone else I have seen you around. I just didn't expect it.that's all" Hermione said, trying to get back the Malfoy she had just seen a few seconds ago, the one who looked at her with his real self, not the one that he was behind his mask.
"Yea, well, I guess I like to do things that no one would expect. I don't really like to go by the rules, if you haven't noticed." He said, his eyes filling with the same warmth that had been there before. Hermione noticed now that his eyes really weren't stone gray like she had thought before, but they were really a light blue color, like a cloudless sky. "Your not exactly what I expected either. You know.once you got rid of your little boyfriends, Potty and Weasel." Then he laughed, just a slight chuckle, but it was genuine. "You're not that bad at all. And you have a lovely voice." At this, Hermione blushed just enough to give her cheeks a slight pink glow.
"Thank you." Hermione said. She could feel a slight heat rise up in her cheeks. "Well, I am kind of getting tired, so.um.I guess I probably need to go back to my room. You should go too.to your room. To get some sleep." ^ Great 'Mione, just great ^ "You know, after all, classes do start back up tomorrow.or should I say, in a few hours, and we probably both need our rest. So.goodnight, Malfoy." With that, Hermione got up from the couch and went to her room.
"Goodnight." Malfoy almost inaudibly whispered to Hermione's retreating body. ^ Maybe this year won't be so bad after all. ^
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Hermione woke the next morning to a very, VERY annoying alarm clock. She fumbled around on her night table for a few moments trying to turn it off. "Dammit, shut UP!" she yelled out in frustration. She had had all of the buzzing she could handle so in her final attempts to shut it off, she picked it up and threw it towards her door.which a certain Slytherin was now entering.
"What in the hell is that noi-" but Malfoy was cut off by an alarm clack flying towards his face. He ducked just in time to avoid getting hit. The alarm clock smashed into the wall behind him and slowly faded to a silent heap of plastic and metal on the floor. "Dang, Granger. Don't you know how to turn off your own alarm?"
"Sorry Malfoy, I just got really pissed off at the thing." Hermione looked down towards her busted alarm clock, shaking her head.
"Well, just because your pissed doesn't mean you had to take it out on the alarm. Why didn't you just unplug it, you know, instead of giving it flying lessons?"
"Well, Malfoy, if you haven't noticed, it lacks a cord which usually means that it is battery operated." Hermione stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Honestly, Malfoy had been unable to distinguish that there was a cord because you couldn't exactly tell what was what.
"Ok. Then why didn't you just take out the batteries.instead of demolishing it?"
"Sorry, Malfoy, but there is no way in hell that I am that coordinated this early in the morning. The quickest thing I could think of to shut it off was to throw it. Ok? Now if you would please excuse me I want to get some sleep." Hermione let out a groan and lay back down, pulling the covers over her head. Malfoy turned around and walked out of her room, shutting the door behind him. He walked into the bathroom and started the shower. Fifteen minutes later, he was out and drying himself off with a plush white towel with DM embroidered into it. He wrapped the towel around his waist and proceeded to go into his room. Once there, he dressed for school. By the time he was finished it was a mere five minutes until breakfast started and fifty minutes until their first class. Malfoy figured that he should wake Hermione up since if she didn't attend breakfast, she wouldn't get her schedule and in result wouldn't know what class to go to. Malfoy went up to her door and knocked quietly. He heard no answer whatsoever so he knocked a little louder. This time however he heard something that very strongly resembled "Leavemethefuckalone" Malfoy laughed to himself then yelled through the door "You might want to get up. Breakfast is already served." He heard and estranged cry and a thud on the ground followed by the sounds of someone shuffling though a dresser. The door suddenly opened revealing a very disoriented Hermione. "Better hurry!" he called out to her as she threw herself into the bathroom, no doubt to take a really, really quick shower.
Twenty-five minutes later, Hermione emerged form the bathroom looking fresh and rejuvenated, and smelling very much like Midnight's Path. (A/N: its this scent from Bath and Body Works, it smells really, really good.) She had put on her school robes and had them arranged very much like she had the night before: unbuttoned with a white shirt which was slightly unbuttoned its self and a short plaid skirt, only this time she completed the ensemble with a black tie and white knee high socks and black Mary- Jane's. (Mind you, she did have shoes on the night before, but this was a different pair) She had also done a quick drying and straitening spell on her hair so her brown locks now fell just to the top of her butt. She applied a little make-up also, just the bare necessities: mascara, black eyeliner, and a slightly tinted, shimmering lip gloss. She looked at her watch and grabbed her bag; she only had twenty minutes to get to breakfast, look at her schedule and make it to her first class. With her luck, they would have potions first.
Sure enough, as soon as Hermione entered the Great Hall a grey owl delivered her Time Table and she had Double Potions with Slytherins first today. She looked through the rest of her Time Table to see when her classes would take place.
*Hermione Granger* *Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry*
*Even days* *Double Potions- Professor Snape w/Slytherin* *Transfiguration- Professor McGonagall w/Ravenclaw* *Lunch* *Herbology- Professor Sprout w/ Hufflepuff* *Defense Against the Dark Arts- Professor Natyla Crudele w/Slytherin*
*Odd days* *Charms- Professor Flitwick w/Ravenclaw* *History of magic- Professor Binns w/Hufflepuff* *Lunch *Care of Magical Creatures- Hagrid w/Slytherin* *Arithmancy- Professor McKillian w/Ravenclaw*
*Wednesday Night at midnight* *Advanced Astronomy- Professor Sinistra w/whoever else has that* *excruciatingly late (or early, if you please) class*
She noticed that they had a new Arithmancy and DADA teachers. She couldn't wait to meet them. A few moments later, she was approached by Harry and Ron who wanted to compare schedules. The only differences they had were that in place of Arithmancy they had Double Divination and they lacked the Astronomy class. She walked over to the table and grabbed a piece of bacon and a slice of buttered toast since she didn't have time for anything else. She turned to Harry and Ron and asked them if they had seen Josh, the new transfer. They both looked at her a wiggled their eyebrows. "Uhg.guys, its not like that. Dumbledore told me to show him to his classes today since I am Head Girl" They pointed towards the end of the table where Josh was seated, finishing off his scrambled eggs. Hermione smoothed down her hair and walked over to where Josh was seated.
"Um.Josh, is it? Hi, I am Hermione Granger, the Head Girl, and Dumbledore requested that I show you to your classes today. May I take a look at your schedule?" He nodded and handed her his Time Table. Hermione did a quick look over his classes and discovered that his schedule was identical to her schedule. "Looks like we have all of the same classes. Uh. we have about ten minutes to get to Potions and Snape hates it when students are late, so we better get going."
A/N Ok yea I know that was a really stupid way to end the chapter but it was getting really long so I decided I needed to put what happens next into the next chapter. So.read and review and tell me if I should continue
~Ridiculously yours, Tygerskiss