A/N This is my third attempt at a fanfic and don't worry I am still finishing My Name and I do have a plot to the sequel to my first story but I will not work on it until I get My Name finished. Two stories at a time to keep track of is my limit. You know I have friends and council and band council and band(IM IN THE HIGHEST LEVEL) and i have all region tryouts which finished in me making it woo hoo... So anyway I'm trying out new stuff with this fic

POST OOTP FIC!!

This story is dedicated to one of my best friends in the entire world whom I love, Michael. Michael never reads fanfictions and even though he knows I like him I just have to write a story about it so here it goes.

TO Michael G. (BEST FRIEND FOR TWO YEARS, CRUSH FOR A YEAR)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. They belong soley to the WB and the great author known as JKR. No ingringment is intended and I am making no money off of this.

A NEW START

Chapter One: Street Racing

I stared deeply into his wonderful eyes, seeing the moon, the stars, a whole other world, wondering if there was anything more grand. I can't believe I'm looking into this man's eyes. He touched my chin lightly pulling me to himself. I closed my eyes instinctively. He whispered my name and I opened my eyes to see him bend towards my face. I could feel his gentle breathing against my lips. He smiled as he gave me something I would never forget, a first real kiss.

I woke up in a bad mood. It was the first day of summer break. I had two months without work, without my precious studies, without my best friends. There wasn't anything better than school for me.

"Hermione!" I rushed downstairs as I saw Crookshanks purr and cuddle against me. I greeted my mother and my father with a hug and kiss.

"Yes, mum?" I asked as I saw my mum eying my dad. Something was going to happen. I could feel it in my blood.

"You know your cousins Kara and Liz in California? We thought it would do you some good to spend some time with them. You're leaving in about three hours."

My cousins Liz and Kara were legal, barely but still. I was about to go into my seventh year, hopefully Head Girl. They were total girls. Too much like Parvati and Lavender for my liking. They always just rolled their eyes and told me to grow up whenever I visited them before.

"Mum, I will not go. That is it!"

"Liz, Kara, how wonderful to see you." I said faking a smile, trying to sound something close to happy. My parents would pay, but getting a new car was something I couldn't pass up even if I wanted to, especially when it's the newest model of mustangs available.

"Hermione, we have to do something about you hair!" Kara said circling around me as if I were her prey. So what if my hair was a little bushy?

"Make-up is a must. Hermione your complexion is to die for, now all you need are a few touches." Here we go, I thought as I started preparing myself for what was to come.

The next day it began. The make-up was terrible, and all of the hair things were even worse. I have to admit though, the end result woke something in me. I felt confident and I knew that this made me attractive to guys.

With my new confidence I was no longer the old Hermione, inside or out. I was still me in general and still had an urge to learn about everything and still had the shyness and innocence about me, but I longed to have a real boyfriend.

My next adventure was that night. I felt grateful for what my cousins did. Even if I didn't like them I still owed them so I let them take me where they wanted me to go.

"It's called Street Racing." Kara said looking at my wardrobe, "Here." She said throwing me something that looked as if it was meant for a five year old.

I changed uncomfortably into the tight black halter and some shorts. I suddenly felt very naked, but if it would help get what I wanted then....

"It's illegal... You look good." Liz said eying my outfit that Kara supplied.

"That's basically it... Wait, lots of hott guys." Americans are so strange sometimes.



As we arrived I spotted a spot of white in the crowd of dark. I looked at Kara and she could sense who I was after, "White platinum hair?" I nodded, "Girl you don't have a chance. He's one of the world's best racers! We only see him during summer though, a little strange if you ask me."

"What's his car like?" I asked wondering if I could at least take a glance at the mystery person.

"His car I can tell, his name I can't. No one but the person who races beside him knows his name. It's over there." I knew nothing at all about cars so the name of it went straight past me as I headed toward him.

White hair, I wonder what color his eyes were since he was wearing sun glasses, he seemed buff too. Around eighteen, so basically my age. I approached the window with caution. There were girls swarmed around it, so I pushed my way through feeling my Gryffindor spirit come to me.

I stood there as he began to eye me. Suddenly I heard a loud roar as his car did some kind of rumbling thing.

"What's your name?" I could have sworn I heard his voice before, but I couldn't place it.

"Mina." I said thinking that a new nickname would get me out of any trouble whatsoever.

"Mina.... I'll see you at the finish line." He said as the girls jealously glared at me since he's never spoken before.

"He talked to you. He wouldn't even talk to me..." Liz put me in the car and drove me to the finish line.

"I don't want to be a chicken, I don't want to be a duck, so kiss my butt..." I looked at Kara and Liz strangely as they made some kind of strange movements. Now I know how Purebloods must feel when they don't understand something of England Muggle heritage.

"Is that some kind of chant?" I asked curiously. They laughed slightly.

"So, Mina, we don't want to rush you since you're new to this all, but we were wondering if you would like to go to a party for Drag Racers?" I looked at her unsure... I slowly nodded.

After a few minutes of waiting in the dark with a crowd of people got boring. I was about to move when I saw lights approach. I backed away quickly in time to avoid a collision with the mystery man's car.

After a few seconds money was exchanged and given to the platinum haired hottie... Since when did I start thinking hottie? Anyway, after the money was exchanged my cousins pushed me forcefully into the car again as we drove to some kind of beach side party place.

"I hope he talks again.. I've never heard him speak except for to you, it sounds sexy." I rolled my eyes...

"I think I might know him, but I just can't place him." I mumbled aloud to myself.



"Hey hott stuff." A guy approached me at the beach. I looked into the crowd of people for my cousins, but I couldn't find them. I think the guy was drunk.

I moved slightly away. He came towards me again, "No." I said turning around.

"Oh yes, baby, we're going to have fun tonight." He said grasping my arm. Had no one in the crowd of the people noticed that this man was harassing me?

"Leave me alone, fucker." I said pulling away from his grasp as I started to walk away. No one seemed to notice that he took me in his grip forcefully and was now putting his hand where it most definitely didn't belong. I had never had a real kiss, now this man was going to steal something so precious to me?

"Come on baby. Are you a virgin? I'll make it as rough as possible." He said pulling me with him until someone stopped him.

I looked up timidly, frightened of this man, and saw none other than the mysterious, seemingly silent driver.

"Is she yours, man?" The man asked frightfully. The 'silent driver' nodded. The man automatically let go of me and started to run into the crowd of people. Now people seemed to notice me.

"I am most certainly not 'yours.'" I smirked at him. He lifted his sunglasses closer to his face and smirked himself. He lifted up my face and kissed my forehead. Girls melted, wishing they could have his lips anywhere on them. His lips were warm and inviting, I could tell even if it was just briefly on my head.

"Mina!" I looked around to see my cousins. I rolled my eyes at them. "Come on let's go. If your mum knew you were out this late then she would murder us, slowly and painfully. You know German cars sink the slowest?" I nodded not sure of how else to reply.

I woke up feeling strangely, like I was being watched. I opened my eyes to see the mystery driver wearing a sexy, black shirt with 'Racing is Life' on it and baggy black shorts.

I screamed as I knew that I was wearing a flimsy shirt with underwear under my comforter. I gripped it tightly.

"What are you doing here?" I asked outraged. He smirked slightly as he adjusted his sun glasses again.

"Waiting for you, sweet heart..." He said smirking again. I got up and made sure the covers were on me completely, then I pushed him out, closed the door and went into my adjoining bathroom.

I washed up quickly and put on a black sleeveless shirt and a black skirt. I wanted to look nice for him, even if I didn't know him, didn't talk to him a lot, only just met him, and even if he just invaded my privacy. He was hott.

I put my hair down and colored the tips green and put silver streaks in my brown locks. Then I decided to add a green end to my skirt and some green and silver on my shirt. I might as well have become a Slytherin... Slytherins had that sexy smooth effect. Where did that come from?!? Never mind.

I walked out into the living room to see my cousins staring at him dreamily and him just ignoring them and their constant questions.

"Ready to go?" He asked me simply. My cousins still looked in awe as he spoke.

"Aren't you ruining your image as being quiet?" I asked him smirking a now familiar smirk. Hey, six years at Hogwarts being a Gryffindor in a Slytherin's world gave you something.

He shook his head as he grabbed me around my waist and dragged me out my front door. He opened the door to his car for me and then shut it behind me.

His car was amazing inside, with lots of little triggers, neon lights, leather seats, and a very cool looking stereo.

"Why me?" I asked him as he entered. Why had he chosen me to pull his ministrations on?

"Because you're familiar somehow." He replied smirking as he stepped on the peddle. I was pressed against my seat as I knew we were going way more than speed limit would allow for a good three seconds before me slowed down to a normal speed.

"Where are we going, and who are you?" He looked at me as he sped up and then suddenly stopped at a red light.

"My name is of no importance, and where we are going, you will soon find out." I looked at him suspiciously. I knew him somehow. I'm not sure from where, but I do from somewhere.

"What is your god damn name?" I asked now more curious than I was willing to admit, yet my urgency gave me away.

"My nickname is Bad Faith, but you can call me Dray, which is another nickname." Why wouldn't he tell me his real name, and why did I feel like I was going back to Hogwarts. Ancient Ruins. Latin... Bad Faith, Bad Faith, I should know this.

"Dray, is bad faith just something in another language, maybe Latin?" I asked hopefully. He ignored my question as we pulled in somewhere.



I went outside and took his hand as he took me to the perfect spot on the beach. He led me along to a secluded spot where I saw a small café on the beach, and both of us wearing black.

"Dray... Would you like the special table?" A waiter asked. Dray just nodded and I followed them to a cliff side. There was a small passage way and we went through it until we saw some kind of a cave. It was the perfect place for a meal and it was absolutely amazing.

We sat there for the best part of the day silently. I looked over to him, he was watching me.

"Tell me who you are." I demanded. He looked at me and took off his sunglasses to show his eyes absolutely flaming. His silver eyes. I knew him, I know I did.

"Bad Faith....... It's Latin." He nodded. He looked at me expectantly.

"Hermione." He said nonchantingly. He knew me. From school perhaps.

"Bad faith... Malfoy meaning death or despair. Draco Malfoy?" I asked stunned. "Dray..." He looked at me.

"Hermione Granger. I didn't know who you were until I saw you in the light this morning..." He spoke arrogantly as if trying to make himself the one I knew before. As if reassuring me that it was him.

"I thought I hated you..." I said a little confused as I bit my bottom lip, slightly to the right. He took my chin and gazed into my eyes. All thoughts of hate dissipated as he kissed my cheek, his lips lingering. That was the last thing on my mind for the next week or so, Draco Malfoy.

A/N I know it's a rocky start but I have to start somewhere, right?!? I had to put German cars sink the slowest because I have a small obsession with Court TV, and remember I am only 13 (13 November 16th)

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BLINK 182 LYRICS

"Down"

The drops of rain they fall all over

This awkward silence makes me crazy

The glow inside burns light upon her

I'll try to kiss you if you let me

(this can't be the end)

Tidal waves they rip right through me

Tears from eyes worn cold and sad

Pick me up now, I need you so bad

Down down down down

Down down down down

It gets me so

Down down down down

Down down down down

It gets me so

Your vows of silence fall all over

The look in your eyes makes me crazy

I feel the darkness break upon her

I'll take you over if you let me

(You did this)

Tidal waves they rip right through me

Tears from eyes worn cold and sad

Pick me up now, I need you so bad.

Down down down down

Down down down down

It gets me so

Down down down down

Down down down down

It gets me so

LOVE THIS SONG AND WHEN IM DOWN ABOUT MICHAEL I LISTEN TO IT...