A/N: I always wanted to write a story with a lot of Draco in it. Well, in this story, that's what I got. I'm working with my brother on this one, though he isn''t doing too much. Since WordPad's being a bitch, I have to give you a key. The arstics, those star things are thoughts or words you'd normally emphasize... I think that's the word. Remember, I'm only twelve! Don't expect it to be great... But I'm not exactly planning on being a writer when I grow up, either. Oh, also, the words that have ~^* things around it are the lyrics to 'And One.' I'm hooked on the song. So, this is also a song-ficcie. My very first one. Wow. Someone go get me a metal. Also, my bro' helped me write the some 'Mature' situations...
Disclaimer: Do I even look like I could create these wonderful characters? Hell, I could have made them up... But I didn't. So there! J. K. Rowling owns HP.
Rating: PG13. Mainreason: Language.
Title: Sometimes Music Goes A Bit Too Far
Genre: Romance/General
Full Summary: It seems that Draco snuck out of his dorm at night. Want to know what happened? Well, he fell in love, got hook on a song, and now has two girls knowing a really huge secret. Draco/Hermione.
Chapter one... Damn muggle music.
I always was a bit too pessimistic. Even though no one around me sensed it in the Great Hall or any of my classes, I was putting up an act. I was *pretending* to be this little selfish, pureblood, arrogant, mud-blood hater. My name's Draco Malfoy, and I think I have a crush on a mud-blood...
It had all began when I strolled down the halls. I was tossing a rock back and forth when a tune caught my ear. Damn muggle music.
It was 12:00 at night and I had snuck out. I had taken a great chance in sneaking out. I could have gotten expelled, but I didn't care. I hadn't gotten caught and I was heading towards the Gryffindor house.
~^*Where should I start...
Disjointed heart...
I've got no commitment,
To my own flesh and blood.
Left all alone...
Far from my home...
No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I...*^~
What was that song? I had to know. The voice sounded sad in the beginning... And then began to fill with rage. The background was filled with things I had heard of as 'guitars' and 'drums.' The lyrics lured me, and soon I was in front of a Gryffindor girl's dormitory door and put my hand on the knob. I didn't know how I had gotten past the painting. Somehow, the door had already been opened and never was closed. The sound grew louder...
~^*Keep it locked up inside...
Cannot express,
To the point I've regressed.
If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed, I...
Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies*^~
When I had opened the door, I saw Hermione Granger sitting on her bed, her MP3 player blaring. She listened to this kind of music? The girl apparently was oblivious of my presence and continued to lay on her bed, her eyes closed, singing along with the song. Well, not for long.
"Malfoy?!"
I looked over at Granger and smirked. "Who did you expect? Lord Voldemort? Your muggle music lured me here, that's all. By the way, what was that song called?" I inquired as I sat on the edge of her bed. No one was in her room besides me and her.
"'And One.' By Linkin Park." I heard her mutter. The music continued to play in the background.
~^*It's too late to love me now...
You helped me to show me.
It's too late to love me now...
You don't even know me...*^~
Two different voices. Both enraged with anger... I couldn't see why a person like Granger would even think of listening to this song. Hell, I thought she never listened to music like this at all. *Heck* is probably her word, she's so straight. But what got me puzzled was the lyrics to the song. It was more of something that *I* would have listened to.
"Granger, there most be some reason you love this song..." I said to her as I stared at her MP3 player, holding my face in my hands.
"Why should I even tell you? You're the one who barged into my dorm!" The angered tone in her voice made me look over at her.
"And I won't leave either, until you tell me the reason you listen to this kind of music..." I said as I leaned back onto her bed, sliding my hands under my head, "And I don't think you want anyone to find me here on your bed at 12:00 at night. People might get ideas..."
*^~Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace*^~
"Fine! My Mother just died and I thought if I listened to this, I would be able to get rid of my pain... Why would you care, anyway?" Her voice was mixed with sadness and anger. And when I sat up to look at her, her eyes showed another emotion. Love?
"So, that's the *only* reason, eh?" I loved prying. Hey, I had to know what that look in her eyes were. It looked so close to love...
"N- Yes it is!"
I laughed. I'd caught her... "What's the *real* reason, Hermione?" The word had just popped out. I hadn't meant to say her first name. I'd meant to say 'Granger' but no, my damned mouth had to make me say her first name...
~^*Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace*^~
"Y-You..." She stuttered.
"And what was the reason?" I leaned closer to her until our foreheads were touching. I love doing stuff like this. I searched her eyes and didn't notice the sound of a door opening, until I heard a scream.
"Malfoy?!!!" My eyes widened at the sound of Lavender's voice and looked over at the open door. Lavender and Paravati stood in the doorway, Lavender's eyes wide and Paravati gaping at us.
I gritted my teeth. "You'd better not say anything or I'll..." I had to make some sort of threat. I knew those two would tell all the houses before the night was over with...
~^*Keep my distance,
Keep my distance,
Keep my distance,
Keep my distance...*^~
The music continued to play in the background in an almost eerie way... But there were two voices singing to it... Can you guess whos it was?
"Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness,
Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midriff.
Dark all I do embark the shadows.
Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog.
Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistence.
The twisted web of tangled lies.
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste.
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes.
Against the state of being.
Feeling the weightlessness pressed between the ceiling.
Reeling around room.
Riding a bubble of sound proof.
It's the frequency making you.
Sha-shake with every boom.
Involuntary muscle contraction.
Ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria.
The sound pounds to make the dead flush.
To have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next day...
Narrator's POV
"Keep it locked up inside..." Draco muttered in his sleep, tossing back and forth. Those damned lyrics were still going through his head. He just *had* to hear that song another time. He just *had* to sneak into Hermione's room and steal that CD...
That song annoyed Draco through all of his classes. "Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace...Breaking a part of my heart to find release...Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace..." He muttered in the Great Hall as he ate. Draco was zombie-like, and Hermione noticed.
*This is all my fault...* Hermione thought as she looked over to the Slytherin table at Draco, oblivious of the weird looks from Harry and Ron she was getting, well, until a voice penetrated her thoughts.
"Hey, 'Mione, you okay? You look awfully sad..." Inquired Ron as he looked over at her. Hermione didn't bother to answer him and just pushed back her plate.
"I'm going..." She muttered.
At the same time, Draco was walking away from the Slytherin table, still muttering lyrics to 'And One.' He didn't notice he was walking beside Granger as he pushed open the Great Hall door and walked slowly down the halls.
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Ha. Poor Malfoy. Who wants me to write more? Just tell me with that nice little button below that says "Review." It's the right thing to do, y'know. Since no one reviewed my last story, this may be the last you'll ever see of me...
Preview of next chapter: Draco intertwined his fingers with Hermione's as he walked down the empty hallways. He didn't care. He had fallen in love with a mud-blood. So what? No one would ever find out! Or would they?
REVIEW, PEOPLE! Damn, don't ignore me just because I'm a kid. I have fingers. I have an IQ of 120. I can flame you to hell. YOU'D BETTER REVIEW!!!!!!!!!
Stop. Before you close this, I want you to hear the lyrics to 'And One' another time before you leave.
Where should I start
Disjointed heart
I've got no commitment
To my own flesh and blood
Left all alone
Far from my home
No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I
Keep it locked up inside
Cannot express
To the point I've regressed
If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed, I
Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies
It's too late to love me now
You helped me to show me
It's too late to love me now
You don't even know me
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Keep my distance
Keep my distance
Keep my distance
Keep my distance
[music slows to rap solo...]
Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midrift
Dark all I do embark the shadows
Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog
Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistance
The twisted web of tangled lies
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes
Against the state of being
Feeling the weight-less-ness pressed between the ceiling
Reeling around room
Riding a bubble of sound proof
It's the frequency making you
Sha-shake with every boom
Involuntary muscle contraction
Ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria
The sound pounds to make the dead flush
To have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff
Also, buy all of Linkin Park's CDs. LINKIN PARK OWNZ!
If you're still reading this, I hope you review. Right now, it's only 9:58, so I can right much more. Who wants more? Like I said, just review. Also, someone tell me how to make richtext documents work on Fanfiction.net. My richtext version is *way* better than this, and I'd appriciate it if you told me in your review.
Thanks! Ja.
Disclaimer: Do I even look like I could create these wonderful characters? Hell, I could have made them up... But I didn't. So there! J. K. Rowling owns HP.
Rating: PG13. Mainreason: Language.
Title: Sometimes Music Goes A Bit Too Far
Genre: Romance/General
Full Summary: It seems that Draco snuck out of his dorm at night. Want to know what happened? Well, he fell in love, got hook on a song, and now has two girls knowing a really huge secret. Draco/Hermione.
Chapter one... Damn muggle music.
I always was a bit too pessimistic. Even though no one around me sensed it in the Great Hall or any of my classes, I was putting up an act. I was *pretending* to be this little selfish, pureblood, arrogant, mud-blood hater. My name's Draco Malfoy, and I think I have a crush on a mud-blood...
It had all began when I strolled down the halls. I was tossing a rock back and forth when a tune caught my ear. Damn muggle music.
It was 12:00 at night and I had snuck out. I had taken a great chance in sneaking out. I could have gotten expelled, but I didn't care. I hadn't gotten caught and I was heading towards the Gryffindor house.
~^*Where should I start...
Disjointed heart...
I've got no commitment,
To my own flesh and blood.
Left all alone...
Far from my home...
No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I...*^~
What was that song? I had to know. The voice sounded sad in the beginning... And then began to fill with rage. The background was filled with things I had heard of as 'guitars' and 'drums.' The lyrics lured me, and soon I was in front of a Gryffindor girl's dormitory door and put my hand on the knob. I didn't know how I had gotten past the painting. Somehow, the door had already been opened and never was closed. The sound grew louder...
~^*Keep it locked up inside...
Cannot express,
To the point I've regressed.
If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed, I...
Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies*^~
When I had opened the door, I saw Hermione Granger sitting on her bed, her MP3 player blaring. She listened to this kind of music? The girl apparently was oblivious of my presence and continued to lay on her bed, her eyes closed, singing along with the song. Well, not for long.
"Malfoy?!"
I looked over at Granger and smirked. "Who did you expect? Lord Voldemort? Your muggle music lured me here, that's all. By the way, what was that song called?" I inquired as I sat on the edge of her bed. No one was in her room besides me and her.
"'And One.' By Linkin Park." I heard her mutter. The music continued to play in the background.
~^*It's too late to love me now...
You helped me to show me.
It's too late to love me now...
You don't even know me...*^~
Two different voices. Both enraged with anger... I couldn't see why a person like Granger would even think of listening to this song. Hell, I thought she never listened to music like this at all. *Heck* is probably her word, she's so straight. But what got me puzzled was the lyrics to the song. It was more of something that *I* would have listened to.
"Granger, there most be some reason you love this song..." I said to her as I stared at her MP3 player, holding my face in my hands.
"Why should I even tell you? You're the one who barged into my dorm!" The angered tone in her voice made me look over at her.
"And I won't leave either, until you tell me the reason you listen to this kind of music..." I said as I leaned back onto her bed, sliding my hands under my head, "And I don't think you want anyone to find me here on your bed at 12:00 at night. People might get ideas..."
*^~Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace*^~
"Fine! My Mother just died and I thought if I listened to this, I would be able to get rid of my pain... Why would you care, anyway?" Her voice was mixed with sadness and anger. And when I sat up to look at her, her eyes showed another emotion. Love?
"So, that's the *only* reason, eh?" I loved prying. Hey, I had to know what that look in her eyes were. It looked so close to love...
"N- Yes it is!"
I laughed. I'd caught her... "What's the *real* reason, Hermione?" The word had just popped out. I hadn't meant to say her first name. I'd meant to say 'Granger' but no, my damned mouth had to make me say her first name...
~^*Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace*^~
"Y-You..." She stuttered.
"And what was the reason?" I leaned closer to her until our foreheads were touching. I love doing stuff like this. I searched her eyes and didn't notice the sound of a door opening, until I heard a scream.
"Malfoy?!!!" My eyes widened at the sound of Lavender's voice and looked over at the open door. Lavender and Paravati stood in the doorway, Lavender's eyes wide and Paravati gaping at us.
I gritted my teeth. "You'd better not say anything or I'll..." I had to make some sort of threat. I knew those two would tell all the houses before the night was over with...
~^*Keep my distance,
Keep my distance,
Keep my distance,
Keep my distance...*^~
The music continued to play in the background in an almost eerie way... But there were two voices singing to it... Can you guess whos it was?
"Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness,
Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midriff.
Dark all I do embark the shadows.
Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog.
Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistence.
The twisted web of tangled lies.
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste.
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes.
Against the state of being.
Feeling the weightlessness pressed between the ceiling.
Reeling around room.
Riding a bubble of sound proof.
It's the frequency making you.
Sha-shake with every boom.
Involuntary muscle contraction.
Ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria.
The sound pounds to make the dead flush.
To have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next day...
Narrator's POV
"Keep it locked up inside..." Draco muttered in his sleep, tossing back and forth. Those damned lyrics were still going through his head. He just *had* to hear that song another time. He just *had* to sneak into Hermione's room and steal that CD...
That song annoyed Draco through all of his classes. "Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace...Breaking a part of my heart to find release...Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace..." He muttered in the Great Hall as he ate. Draco was zombie-like, and Hermione noticed.
*This is all my fault...* Hermione thought as she looked over to the Slytherin table at Draco, oblivious of the weird looks from Harry and Ron she was getting, well, until a voice penetrated her thoughts.
"Hey, 'Mione, you okay? You look awfully sad..." Inquired Ron as he looked over at her. Hermione didn't bother to answer him and just pushed back her plate.
"I'm going..." She muttered.
At the same time, Draco was walking away from the Slytherin table, still muttering lyrics to 'And One.' He didn't notice he was walking beside Granger as he pushed open the Great Hall door and walked slowly down the halls.
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Ha. Poor Malfoy. Who wants me to write more? Just tell me with that nice little button below that says "Review." It's the right thing to do, y'know. Since no one reviewed my last story, this may be the last you'll ever see of me...
Preview of next chapter: Draco intertwined his fingers with Hermione's as he walked down the empty hallways. He didn't care. He had fallen in love with a mud-blood. So what? No one would ever find out! Or would they?
REVIEW, PEOPLE! Damn, don't ignore me just because I'm a kid. I have fingers. I have an IQ of 120. I can flame you to hell. YOU'D BETTER REVIEW!!!!!!!!!
Stop. Before you close this, I want you to hear the lyrics to 'And One' another time before you leave.
Where should I start
Disjointed heart
I've got no commitment
To my own flesh and blood
Left all alone
Far from my home
No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I
Keep it locked up inside
Cannot express
To the point I've regressed
If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed, I
Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies
It's too late to love me now
You helped me to show me
It's too late to love me now
You don't even know me
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Keep my distance
Keep my distance
Keep my distance
Keep my distance
[music slows to rap solo...]
Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midrift
Dark all I do embark the shadows
Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog
Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistance
The twisted web of tangled lies
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes
Against the state of being
Feeling the weight-less-ness pressed between the ceiling
Reeling around room
Riding a bubble of sound proof
It's the frequency making you
Sha-shake with every boom
Involuntary muscle contraction
Ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria
The sound pounds to make the dead flush
To have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff
Also, buy all of Linkin Park's CDs. LINKIN PARK OWNZ!
If you're still reading this, I hope you review. Right now, it's only 9:58, so I can right much more. Who wants more? Like I said, just review. Also, someone tell me how to make richtext documents work on Fanfiction.net. My richtext version is *way* better than this, and I'd appriciate it if you told me in your review.
Thanks! Ja.