What if you had a Simple Plan, and things didn't quite go along with it?
Welcome to Draco and Hermione's world. (A series of songfics to simple
plan's album: no pads, no helmets, just balls)
It's 6 AM
The clock is ringing
I need to spend
An hour snoozing
Cause I don't think I'm gonna make it
Draco Malfoy walked down the corridors of Malfoy manor, it was early in the morning as far as he could tell. No one else was awake. Then Draco saw his father walking down the corridor, well that's if you could call Lucius Malfoy a father. More like a cold-hearted bastard. Right now Draco didn't want to be at Malfoy Manor, he didn't want to be anywhere. Imagine knowing the fact that your father hated your existence? His mother was loving and caring, but she could never even get close to her own son because of his father. Lucius luckily didn't see Draco as he was walking rather running down the hall, off to another one of his 'meetings' or 'death eater round ups' as Draco liked to call them.
I punch in
I'm still sleeping
Watch the clock
But its not moving
Cause everyday is never ending
I need to work I'm always spending
Hermione Granger sat was lying in her bed at 6AM, she was thinking about her family and how everyday her father would come home from work, get drunk then beat his mother or her, sometimes they would get out of it but it would be even worse the next day. She watched the clock, and it seemed as if it wasn't moving, like time had stopped, she wished life was like that because that meant no more abuse. She couldn't wait until the end of the year, she was moving out, putting her mother into a nursing home and starting her own life, as far away from her father as possible.
And I feel like I'm living the worst day over and over again
And I feel like the summer is leaving again
I feel like I'm living the worst day
I feel like your gone
And every day is the worst day ever
Draco awoke to the sounds of screaming, his mother most likely, he was used to the sounds of her being bashed by her 'husband'. He hated it but if he tried to stop it, he would get it even worse. Sometimes he was envious of all of that Gryffindor bravery, although he would never show it. 'If you act like a Malfoy I will treat you like one' his fathers words ran through his head. Not bloody likely, I've been doing all you've said for years, yet I still don't live up to your expectations he thought.
Yesterday was the worst day ever
And tomorrow won't be better
It's history repeating on and on
Summer plans are gone forever
I'd trade them in for dishpan water
Cause everyday is never ending
I need to work I'm always spending
Hermione awoke to the sounds of her father's voice, 'you stupid woman, you can't do anything right!' he roared at Helen Granger. Hermione pulled on her dressing gown and walked downstairs. The scene was horrible, he was standing over her holding a blood-covered knife. 'Oh, and if it isn't the witch, go ask stumble-bum to fix this one, she's gone and there's nothing you can do about it!' he thundered. Hermione ran up to her room, gathered her things and climbed down the drainpipe (A/N: think of that scene with rizzo in grease) She ran to the bus depot and got away from her father.
It's so long
I can't go on
Draco walked into the kitchen and saw a not from his parents: 'Draco, your father is taking me away somewhere, I don't know the exact details, there is some money underneath the 3rd floorboard from the family portrait in the ball room, take it and get yourself out of the house as quickly as you can, Your loving mother, Narcissa Malfoy' That bastard will pay thought Draco as he scrunched up the note and made his way out of the hell-hole that was Malfoy Manor.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Please review, this is my first shot at writing a DM/HG, Please tell me what you think, a few more chapters to come.
It's 6 AM
The clock is ringing
I need to spend
An hour snoozing
Cause I don't think I'm gonna make it
Draco Malfoy walked down the corridors of Malfoy manor, it was early in the morning as far as he could tell. No one else was awake. Then Draco saw his father walking down the corridor, well that's if you could call Lucius Malfoy a father. More like a cold-hearted bastard. Right now Draco didn't want to be at Malfoy Manor, he didn't want to be anywhere. Imagine knowing the fact that your father hated your existence? His mother was loving and caring, but she could never even get close to her own son because of his father. Lucius luckily didn't see Draco as he was walking rather running down the hall, off to another one of his 'meetings' or 'death eater round ups' as Draco liked to call them.
I punch in
I'm still sleeping
Watch the clock
But its not moving
Cause everyday is never ending
I need to work I'm always spending
Hermione Granger sat was lying in her bed at 6AM, she was thinking about her family and how everyday her father would come home from work, get drunk then beat his mother or her, sometimes they would get out of it but it would be even worse the next day. She watched the clock, and it seemed as if it wasn't moving, like time had stopped, she wished life was like that because that meant no more abuse. She couldn't wait until the end of the year, she was moving out, putting her mother into a nursing home and starting her own life, as far away from her father as possible.
And I feel like I'm living the worst day over and over again
And I feel like the summer is leaving again
I feel like I'm living the worst day
I feel like your gone
And every day is the worst day ever
Draco awoke to the sounds of screaming, his mother most likely, he was used to the sounds of her being bashed by her 'husband'. He hated it but if he tried to stop it, he would get it even worse. Sometimes he was envious of all of that Gryffindor bravery, although he would never show it. 'If you act like a Malfoy I will treat you like one' his fathers words ran through his head. Not bloody likely, I've been doing all you've said for years, yet I still don't live up to your expectations he thought.
Yesterday was the worst day ever
And tomorrow won't be better
It's history repeating on and on
Summer plans are gone forever
I'd trade them in for dishpan water
Cause everyday is never ending
I need to work I'm always spending
Hermione awoke to the sounds of her father's voice, 'you stupid woman, you can't do anything right!' he roared at Helen Granger. Hermione pulled on her dressing gown and walked downstairs. The scene was horrible, he was standing over her holding a blood-covered knife. 'Oh, and if it isn't the witch, go ask stumble-bum to fix this one, she's gone and there's nothing you can do about it!' he thundered. Hermione ran up to her room, gathered her things and climbed down the drainpipe (A/N: think of that scene with rizzo in grease) She ran to the bus depot and got away from her father.
It's so long
I can't go on
Draco walked into the kitchen and saw a not from his parents: 'Draco, your father is taking me away somewhere, I don't know the exact details, there is some money underneath the 3rd floorboard from the family portrait in the ball room, take it and get yourself out of the house as quickly as you can, Your loving mother, Narcissa Malfoy' That bastard will pay thought Draco as he scrunched up the note and made his way out of the hell-hole that was Malfoy Manor.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Please review, this is my first shot at writing a DM/HG, Please tell me what you think, a few more chapters to come.