Hey, here we go again. Another song/ story coming up!! Ok, I'll quit my jabbering, and get on with it.

More to Life

Hermionie looked up from her pile of books that usually surrounded her when she was in the library. Sitting next to her was Draco Malfoy. Although they used to be enemies, they resolved there differences, well some at least. She never saw him work on his homework; he usually just came in here, sat down beside her, and read a book.

* I've got it all, but I feel so deprived

I go up, I come down and I'm emptier inside

Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing

And why can't I let go*

She held her breath when he started to speak. "Fancy seeing you here Hermionie," He said jokingly. "Oh, you find my hiding place. I'm amazed." She laughed. "How did you find me Draco? I thought no one would see me here, especially this early in the morning." Hermionie asked, flabbergasted. It was noon on a Saturday.

* There's got to be more to life...

Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me

Cause the more that I'm...

Tripping out thinking there must be more to life

Well it's life, but I'm sure... there's got to be more

Than wanting more

I've got the time and I'm wasting it slowly

Here in this moment I'm half way out the door

Onto the next thing, I'm searching for something that's missing*

She never noticed him this close before. Every second he seemed to draw nearer. She could make out every lose strand of hair on his perfect, pale face.

* There's got to be more to life...

Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me

Cause the more that I'm...

Tripping out thinking there must be more to life

well it's life, but I'm sure... there's got to be more

Than wanting more*

She never seemed to get enough of Draco. Every time he left for something, or they had different classes, she would miss him dreadfully. She wished they never had to part, at all. It would be a joyous day if that came at all. As she looked at him again, he was looking right at her, two inches away from her face. Quietly he pulled her into a light, sweet kiss. He tasted like chocolate, and cinnamon. She didn't know that behind them stood a disgusted Harry.

The End (or is it?)

Well, I finished it. The next few stories are going to be when they are out of school. Ok? Till next time Disclaimer: I own nothing at all! *sob* the people (Draco, Herminie, Harry) belong to J.K.Rowling only Got to give her all the credit. And the lyrics belong to Stacie Orrico. Great singer she is. All I own, is the plot. Which is not stolen at all.