Disclaimer: Don't you ever get tired of typing up these disclaimers when everyone knows you don't own anything, but the story? Well, the song is "Easy to Ignore" by Sixpence None The Richer.

A/N: Okay, last chapter. Sorry it took so long, I was trying to find the right song which believe me is hard. Looking through a billion lyrics trying to find something that matches the concept of the story. Sheesh. Enough of my whining, thank you again for all the support and reviews and here is the final chapter.

Summary: It's a songfic about Draco and Hermione, and their peachy love-hate relationship. R/R!

Title: Easy to Ignore

[Draco's POV]

    It's night again, I've already lost track of everything else. All I know is when it's dark and when it's light out. It's been what, 3 weeks, since that little encounter happened. I've done better, if better means being empty. I still see her and I guess she knows I'm looking at her, but indulges herself more with that Weasely dimwit. I heave a sigh as I enter the Great Hall for dinner. I fight the urge to take a glance at the Gryffindor table, and instead quickly seat myself. Dumbledore stands up and begins a speech, about Merlin knows what. I stare intently at my plate, hoping for this to end so I can sleep. Why did I even come down here? I don't need food, it's not like I'm hungry.

"There will be a Christmas Ball in two weeks time. Please make preparations for this splendid event. All years are invited to attend and there will be a Hogsmeade trip to buy your apparel on Saturday. Now please, enjoy your dinner!" He sat down and began talking with the fellow faculty.

A dance? Well isn't that special. A billion girls asking me, well maybe just 9,999,999 girls asking me since I know for sure one girl won't. I sighed heavily and pushed my plate away which was quickly devoured by the ogre, Crabb. Such buffoons. I trudge back up to my dorm hoping to sleep my life away. Halfheartedly, I drop to my comfortable bed and close my eyes. My dreams of her have been lessening, but when they do come, it hurts more than before. This dream was quite interesting. I was at the Christmas ball decked out in a black tux with a silver silk shirt. My trademark smirk to complete it all. And there she was. Dressed in a mint green dress. She looked amazing and whenever she walked into the glistening moon her dress would slightly change colors. It was obvious she was the belle of the ball as other stood back jealously. She came up to me and I took her hand, eagerly awaiting to dance with her. We danced for hours while others watched, amazed at the irony of the sight. Here we are, enemies since 1st year, dancing together. Abruptly, I stopped and she looked at my questioningly. I didn't say a word, but led her outside. Minutes passed by and I knew she still didn't have a clue at what was I about to do. I looked out to the horizon and she followed in suit only to gasp. As the sun began to rise, it slowly faded out the stars, creating one of the most romantic scenes. I turned to face her and I saw her smile softly. Something caught in my throat, but I swallowed it back down and said "I love you Hermione." Before I got to continue, she started to fade, and she looked around frightened at this. I tried to grab her hand, but as I did she completely disappeared and I was left with air. Before I woke up, I dryly thought "Wow, I guess she was like the stars then. Fading away from the sun. Two different things, meeting once…"

///You and the moon are a beautiful sight to me.
The stars in your eyes make it really hard to see you.
A night in the sun is all I really want.
You and me with the best of both for once.

Night breaks. My heart could not ache anymore.
Am I that easy to ignore?///

By the time Draco opened his eyes, he realized that he was way off schedule, only have 15 minutes before class started. "Shit" he mumbled quickly jumping across his room with one leg in his pants. (A/N: lol imagine that.) Quickly, he ran out of his dorm, tying his tie and pulling on his robes. He ran down all the flights of stairs to reach the Potions lab and entered breathlessly. Everyone turned their head towards him and he glared weakly, too tired to care.

"Nice of you to join us Mr. Malfoy. Please take a seat." drawled Professor Snape.

"Yes sir." Draco said relieved and took a seat next to Goyle.

"Oh, and Malfoy. 10 points from Slytherin for being tardy." Snape said coolly. Draco groaned inwardly as he heard many of the Gryffindors snicker. Potions dragged on slowly by. Finally, that period was over. He grabbed his books and looked across the room to see Hermione alone. 'Maybe I should say something. No, the last time I did it blew up in my face. What's the point.' He shook his head and walked away to his next class. Hermione looked at him as he walked away. She sighed sadly and began her journey to her next class as well.

The ball came rather quickly. Draco decided to come, he had nothing else better to do and he wanted to sneak a peak at Hermione and who her date was. 'Probably that Weasel.' He came in the exact same suit that he had in his dream. He figured he looked good in his dream, he might as well look good in reality. The Great Hall was crowded and filled with incessant chatter and laughter. Dumbledore stood from his chair and greeted everyone. "Welcome to the Christmas Ball. Thank you to all the prefects and the Head Boy and Girl for coordinating and decorating this wonderful event. I know everyone is eager to dance so, have fun." He took McGonnagall's  hand for a dance. With this, everyone began to dance, all except Draco who stayed to the side, looking for someone. Finally, she appeared. And he was shocked to see she wore the same clothes as in her dream. But reality makes things so much more alluring. She walked closer and closer to him and his heart jumped in his throat. 'Merlin. My dream is actually coming true?' As she came closer, he became more and more confident. Not containing herself anymore she ran towards him and fell into the arms of Ronald Weasley, who embraced her lovingly. 'Oh bloody fucking hell. I knew it was too good to be true.' He stared intently at her while she was still being held by Ron. If looks could kill both of them would be in ashes by now with Draco's burning silver eyes. Hermione knew he was looking at her. And she desperately tried to ignore the urge to look at him back. Reluctantly however, she did, and saw his hurt eyes. They stared for hours which were really about 10 seconds before Ron led her to the dance floor. Throughout the whole night, he continued to stare until the dance's guests began to dissipate. Tired and frustrated he began to leave.

"Draco! Draco wait!" He stopped at the familiar voice, but didn't turn around. "Draco you forgot your cloak!" The voice said, he turned around to look into brown eyes. He wasn't in the mood to speak so he nodded his head and took the cloak from Ginny and continued to walk. He placed his hand on the heavy door knob and again heard a voice calling him. Getting annoyed he turned around to see Hermione walking up to him. 'Shit..shit..shit…damnit..' he repeated in his head a thousand times. Love began to replace his fear as he saw her. But, just as quickly as that came so did his hate. He rose his eyebrow at her, waiting expectantly for what she had to say. She began to explain.

"Look..Mal- Draco. I'm sorry for…leaving you like that the other day. I just was so confused and you came out of no where and kissed me and I'm just really regretful of that."

Draco was too hurt to care. Now she was saying sorry? What was she regretful for? The kiss, our relationship, what she said or is it all together? He replied nonchalantly, "Well, the truth hurts. I'm over it." Surprised at his apathy, she said slowly, "Well, if you ever need a friend or something, I'll be here for you, you know." A pang hit his heart as he heard it. But, he couldn't bear to be friends with her. He wanted more. "I don't need friends. And face it Hermione, we can never be friends. It's not like we were in the first place. Thanks for the offer, but being friends with you, would really break me apart." He said this with more feeling, but still held his clear, stone eyes. She looked at him sadly and replied. "Okay Draco, have it your way. But…I never meant to hurt you." He laughed dryly and replied as she walked away, "Yeah, well you and me didn't mean for a lot of things to happen." He, too began to walk way. They both turned around and glanced at each other one more time before going their separate ways. Draco breathed a sigh and went outside to clear his head. He looked up and saw the sun begin to rise once more. Another new day.

///You let your song blow right through me.
Your mighty intellect makes you mighty hard to see.
Will there come a time for me to be more to you, more to me?

Night breaks. My heart could not ache anymore.
Am I that easy to ignore?///

A/N: Hey, yeah, sorry if you were expecting a happy ending where they kiss and make up. Doesn't really happen in my stories. Anyway, this is the end. No sequels, no epilogues, no nothing. Nada. Zilche. So don't ask for another. Look for another HP fic and an Inuyasha fic. Later..