A/n: This is to my very first reviewer Bombshell. I love you! Hugs and kisses! ^-^! Also, I'll update more often on my other stories, too.
A/n2: For now on, I'm gonna tell what's happening in my life. Today, Monday, I was off from school. Now it's only 8:33. I don't have school on Tuesday, either. Aren't I lucky? Anyway, I joined a few art groups and now am submitting 'Fantastic Artworks.' That's what my Art Teacher said. Yay. I can draw good, plus I can sort of write! Also, can some of the people that review tell me what's happening in their lives? I *love* learning stuff. My main interest is stuff... That's... Well, interesting. Ain't that fun? _; Also, I learned from an unknown person that my crush liked me. o_o; What should I do? Someone help me here!
Gawd. I blabbed. If you read through this, I congratulate you. Hey, I'll give you a cookie if you review. How about that?
Key: Arstics, those star things around words or either thoughts or emphasized. Also, I'm still going to use the same key for the words for the song. The ~^* thing. ;
Disclaimer: A twelve year-old could *never* create these characters... Got that? Stop making me do these idiotic and annoying disclaimers!
What happened previously: *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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Chapter two... "The more I listen to these songs, the more I fall in love with you..."
"Draco?" Hermione looked over at the boy, inquiring as they walked down the corridors, "Are you all right?" She reached over in an attempt to confort him, and grabbed his hand.
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? "I'm fine... It's just that song..."
Hermione smiled. "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..." Her voice filled the hallways as she sang along with Draco.
Now another person had seen it... Matthew Mars, an exchange student. Even though the boy didn't blab-he was too quiet-this was *way* too big to share to himself. In a flurry of excitement, he ran the wrong way, ( A/n: Like me! I have no sense of direction at all! ) and ran straight into the backs of Hermione and Draco.
"What the-?" Draco turned around, pulling Hermione with him. The both of them faced a frightened Matthew. "Matthew," he spat, "if you dare say anything, you'll be exactly like nearly headless Nick..."
Hermione sighed inwardly and looked around. Thank *God* no one else had seen it.
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Later, at 12 at night, Draco was still awake and was breaking the rules once again. Guess where he was!
~^*Graffiti decorations,
Under a sky of dust,
A constant wave of tension,
On top of broken trust.
The lessons that you taught me,
I learn were never true.
Now I find myself in question,
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association,
(You point the finger at me again)*^~
"And this song's called Runaway?" Draco asked Hermione as he laid on her bed.
"Yeah. I thought it'd be good if you listened to other songs, too." Hermione replied as she played with a strand of her hair. "I listened to this when I learned one of my Great Grandparents had died. I just wanted to run away, never say good-bye, just like the song says. It came hard on me. The lyrics were exactly how I felt. I loved the song back then..."
Through the songs, in a mere day, Hermione and Draco had grown closer. The two were now friends, though Hermione kept the secret from her friends.
~^*I wanna run away,
Never say good-bye,
I wanna know the truth,
Instead of wondering why.
I wanna know the answers,
No more lies,
I wanna shut the door,
And open up my mind. *^~
Draco glanced over at Hermione. *I never knew...* "When did you find out that she die? And *how* did she die?" He had to know. I mean, anything could have happened. A burned down house, murder...
"She died... Right in her bed. The doctors said she didn't suffer any pain... I still remember her... Laying on her bed, looking so angelic..." As she said this, a tear ran down her cheek.
~^*Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association
(You point the finger at me again) *^~
"That part about pointing the finger... Being guilty in association... That happened to me." Said Draco as he stared up at the ceiling, "When my Father tried to make me become a Death Eater. When I refused..." Draco began spilling out his painful and horrid past. It was crystal clear to him now. He could see it now...
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A young Draco Malfoy sat on the steps of his parent's huge mansion. His hair was a mess and he wore dirty clothes that had holes in them. Well, he was four. What do you expect? But that hadn't been the reason. If you looked at him more closely, he had scars all over his legs and back. He had disobeyed his Father. He had *accidently* used the bathroom on the thorn patch... Like a dog. He hadn't been allowed back inside. What else could he do?
"I didn't do anything wrong..." The young Malfoy whispered. Tears ran down his cheeks.
~^*I wanna run away,
Never say good-bye.
I wanna know the truth,
Instead of wondering why.
I wanna know the answers,
No more lies.
I wanna shut the door,
And open up my mind.*^~
Now I take you four years to the future.
"OWW!! DAD!! I DIDN'T MEAN TO!!" Cried out Draco. His Father merely whipped him harder.
"That isn't an excuse!" He yelled.
The rest of Draco's life was the same, leading up to when he had to become a Death Eater.
~^*I'm gonna run away and never say good-bye
(gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away)
I'm gonna run away and never wonder why
(gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away)
I'm gonna run away and open my mind
(gonna run away/mind gonna run away gonna run away/mind gonna run away mind gonna run away/mind gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away/mind)*^~
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"Draco... I never knew..." Hermione said after Draco had gotten done explaining. Draco nodded. "I always thought your Father loved you. I thought he would, since you're his only son..."
"Father doesn't seem to care about that at all..." Draco commented, staring up at the ceiling. Tears stained his cheeks. For a while the two were silent, the only sound the song playing.
~^*I wanna run away
Never say good-bye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind
I wanna run away
and open up my mind
I wanna run away
and open up my mind
I wanna run away
and open up my mind
I wanna run away
and open up my mind*^~
It was the next day. Only three people knew of Hermione and Draco's friendship, but the two weren't about to let anyone else find out. The two went on with their normal lives, trying not to be suspicious to anyone. In their very few classes together Hermione and Draco were paired up. The first one was in Potions...
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Sorry I had to end it here, but it was getting too long. Anyway, thanks again to Bombshell for reviewing. ^-^! This chapter was a bit angst, eh? I got that skill from my brother. It runs in the family, y'know.
Preview of the next chapter:
~^*There are just too many times when people try to look inside of me
Wondering what I think of you when I protect you out of courtesy
Too many times that I've held on but when I needed to push away
Afraid to say what was on my mind, Afraid to say what I need to say
Too many things that you say about me when I'm not around
You think you have the upper hand means you gotta keep puttin' me down
Well I got so many sad thoughts of you it's about as much as I can stand
So I wait till the upper hand is mine*^~
Draco smirked as he listened to 'Hit the Floor.' "This is *way* better than doing that idiotic Transfiguration homework, eh, Hermione?" The girl beside him nodded.
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Also, I'd be grateful if someone showed me how to put richtext documents here.
And I leave you with the next song I'm using for Chapter three, 'Hit The Floor.'
There are just too many times when people try to look inside of me
Wondering what I think of you when I protect you out of courtesy
Too many times that I've held on but when I needed to push away
Afraid to say what was on my mind, Afraid to say what I need to say
Too many things that you say about me when I'm not around
You think you have the upper hand means you gotta keep puttin' me down
Well I got so many sad thoughts of you it's about as much as I can stand
So I wait till the upper hand is mine
One minute you're up top
(You better not want to draw)
Making a rough start
(Just before you hit the floor)
One minute you're up top
(You better not miss a shot)
Making a rough start
(You think you won)
And then it's all gone
So many people like me that put so much trust in all the lies
So concerned with better things and just say what we feel inside
So many people like me walk on eggshells all day long
All of those and all they want is to feel like I've been stepped on
There are so many things you say that make me feel you cross the line
Watch this I will show you all I am counting down the time
Well I got so many sad thoughts of you it's about as much as I can stand
So I wait till the upper hand is mine
One minute you're up top
(You better not want to draw)
Making a rough start
(Just before you hit the floor)
One minute you're up top
(You better not miss a shot)
Making a rough start
(You think you won)
And then it's all gone
I know I can't trust or see the way you say
And now I realize you're bast but you're right anyway
And now your eyes have got you thinking up for what you saw
I know now something's got to fall
One minute you're up top
(You better not want to draw)
Making a rough start
(Just before you hit the floor)
One minute you're up top
(You better not miss a shot)
Making a rough start
(You think you won)
And then it's all gone
A/n2: For now on, I'm gonna tell what's happening in my life. Today, Monday, I was off from school. Now it's only 8:33. I don't have school on Tuesday, either. Aren't I lucky? Anyway, I joined a few art groups and now am submitting 'Fantastic Artworks.' That's what my Art Teacher said. Yay. I can draw good, plus I can sort of write! Also, can some of the people that review tell me what's happening in their lives? I *love* learning stuff. My main interest is stuff... That's... Well, interesting. Ain't that fun? _; Also, I learned from an unknown person that my crush liked me. o_o; What should I do? Someone help me here!
Gawd. I blabbed. If you read through this, I congratulate you. Hey, I'll give you a cookie if you review. How about that?
Key: Arstics, those star things around words or either thoughts or emphasized. Also, I'm still going to use the same key for the words for the song. The ~^* thing. ;
Disclaimer: A twelve year-old could *never* create these characters... Got that? Stop making me do these idiotic and annoying disclaimers!
What happened previously: *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.
~~~~~~~
Chapter two... "The more I listen to these songs, the more I fall in love with you..."
"Draco?" Hermione looked over at the boy, inquiring as they walked down the corridors, "Are you all right?" She reached over in an attempt to confort him, and grabbed his hand.
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? "I'm fine... It's just that song..."
Hermione smiled. "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..." Her voice filled the hallways as she sang along with Draco.
Now another person had seen it... Matthew Mars, an exchange student. Even though the boy didn't blab-he was too quiet-this was *way* too big to share to himself. In a flurry of excitement, he ran the wrong way, ( A/n: Like me! I have no sense of direction at all! ) and ran straight into the backs of Hermione and Draco.
"What the-?" Draco turned around, pulling Hermione with him. The both of them faced a frightened Matthew. "Matthew," he spat, "if you dare say anything, you'll be exactly like nearly headless Nick..."
Hermione sighed inwardly and looked around. Thank *God* no one else had seen it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Later, at 12 at night, Draco was still awake and was breaking the rules once again. Guess where he was!
~^*Graffiti decorations,
Under a sky of dust,
A constant wave of tension,
On top of broken trust.
The lessons that you taught me,
I learn were never true.
Now I find myself in question,
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association,
(You point the finger at me again)*^~
"And this song's called Runaway?" Draco asked Hermione as he laid on her bed.
"Yeah. I thought it'd be good if you listened to other songs, too." Hermione replied as she played with a strand of her hair. "I listened to this when I learned one of my Great Grandparents had died. I just wanted to run away, never say good-bye, just like the song says. It came hard on me. The lyrics were exactly how I felt. I loved the song back then..."
Through the songs, in a mere day, Hermione and Draco had grown closer. The two were now friends, though Hermione kept the secret from her friends.
~^*I wanna run away,
Never say good-bye,
I wanna know the truth,
Instead of wondering why.
I wanna know the answers,
No more lies,
I wanna shut the door,
And open up my mind. *^~
Draco glanced over at Hermione. *I never knew...* "When did you find out that she die? And *how* did she die?" He had to know. I mean, anything could have happened. A burned down house, murder...
"She died... Right in her bed. The doctors said she didn't suffer any pain... I still remember her... Laying on her bed, looking so angelic..." As she said this, a tear ran down her cheek.
~^*Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association
(You point the finger at me again) *^~
"That part about pointing the finger... Being guilty in association... That happened to me." Said Draco as he stared up at the ceiling, "When my Father tried to make me become a Death Eater. When I refused..." Draco began spilling out his painful and horrid past. It was crystal clear to him now. He could see it now...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A young Draco Malfoy sat on the steps of his parent's huge mansion. His hair was a mess and he wore dirty clothes that had holes in them. Well, he was four. What do you expect? But that hadn't been the reason. If you looked at him more closely, he had scars all over his legs and back. He had disobeyed his Father. He had *accidently* used the bathroom on the thorn patch... Like a dog. He hadn't been allowed back inside. What else could he do?
"I didn't do anything wrong..." The young Malfoy whispered. Tears ran down his cheeks.
~^*I wanna run away,
Never say good-bye.
I wanna know the truth,
Instead of wondering why.
I wanna know the answers,
No more lies.
I wanna shut the door,
And open up my mind.*^~
Now I take you four years to the future.
"OWW!! DAD!! I DIDN'T MEAN TO!!" Cried out Draco. His Father merely whipped him harder.
"That isn't an excuse!" He yelled.
The rest of Draco's life was the same, leading up to when he had to become a Death Eater.
~^*I'm gonna run away and never say good-bye
(gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away)
I'm gonna run away and never wonder why
(gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away)
I'm gonna run away and open my mind
(gonna run away/mind gonna run away gonna run away/mind gonna run away mind gonna run away/mind gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away/mind)*^~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Draco... I never knew..." Hermione said after Draco had gotten done explaining. Draco nodded. "I always thought your Father loved you. I thought he would, since you're his only son..."
"Father doesn't seem to care about that at all..." Draco commented, staring up at the ceiling. Tears stained his cheeks. For a while the two were silent, the only sound the song playing.
~^*I wanna run away
Never say good-bye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind
I wanna run away
and open up my mind
I wanna run away
and open up my mind
I wanna run away
and open up my mind
I wanna run away
and open up my mind*^~
It was the next day. Only three people knew of Hermione and Draco's friendship, but the two weren't about to let anyone else find out. The two went on with their normal lives, trying not to be suspicious to anyone. In their very few classes together Hermione and Draco were paired up. The first one was in Potions...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sorry I had to end it here, but it was getting too long. Anyway, thanks again to Bombshell for reviewing. ^-^! This chapter was a bit angst, eh? I got that skill from my brother. It runs in the family, y'know.
Preview of the next chapter:
~^*There are just too many times when people try to look inside of me
Wondering what I think of you when I protect you out of courtesy
Too many times that I've held on but when I needed to push away
Afraid to say what was on my mind, Afraid to say what I need to say
Too many things that you say about me when I'm not around
You think you have the upper hand means you gotta keep puttin' me down
Well I got so many sad thoughts of you it's about as much as I can stand
So I wait till the upper hand is mine*^~
Draco smirked as he listened to 'Hit the Floor.' "This is *way* better than doing that idiotic Transfiguration homework, eh, Hermione?" The girl beside him nodded.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Also, I'd be grateful if someone showed me how to put richtext documents here.
And I leave you with the next song I'm using for Chapter three, 'Hit The Floor.'
There are just too many times when people try to look inside of me
Wondering what I think of you when I protect you out of courtesy
Too many times that I've held on but when I needed to push away
Afraid to say what was on my mind, Afraid to say what I need to say
Too many things that you say about me when I'm not around
You think you have the upper hand means you gotta keep puttin' me down
Well I got so many sad thoughts of you it's about as much as I can stand
So I wait till the upper hand is mine
One minute you're up top
(You better not want to draw)
Making a rough start
(Just before you hit the floor)
One minute you're up top
(You better not miss a shot)
Making a rough start
(You think you won)
And then it's all gone
So many people like me that put so much trust in all the lies
So concerned with better things and just say what we feel inside
So many people like me walk on eggshells all day long
All of those and all they want is to feel like I've been stepped on
There are so many things you say that make me feel you cross the line
Watch this I will show you all I am counting down the time
Well I got so many sad thoughts of you it's about as much as I can stand
So I wait till the upper hand is mine
One minute you're up top
(You better not want to draw)
Making a rough start
(Just before you hit the floor)
One minute you're up top
(You better not miss a shot)
Making a rough start
(You think you won)
And then it's all gone
I know I can't trust or see the way you say
And now I realize you're bast but you're right anyway
And now your eyes have got you thinking up for what you saw
I know now something's got to fall
One minute you're up top
(You better not want to draw)
Making a rough start
(Just before you hit the floor)
One minute you're up top
(You better not miss a shot)
Making a rough start
(You think you won)
And then it's all gone