Chapter Three: Rule Two: Sneak Around to Get Answers~~~~~~~~~~``````
Hermione lay on the couch in the common room alone with the book about her lying open on her stomach face down with a black quill next to it with a bottle of blood red ink on the floor. Next to the bottle on the floor was her CD player, her head phones on her head. She stared at the ceiling with a blank expression on her face. She didn't mouth out the words to the song she just listened. It was now October, two weeks from when she and Draco had the fight and four weeks since school started. Hermione sighed as she listed to the lyrics.
Blood running down my naked flesh
Voices whispering unseen madness
Silence provoking unseen pain (deep inside me) .
Draco walked into the common room unnoticed by Hermione who was still staring up at the ceiling her lips, now, moving wordlessly as she sang along to the music. He noticed that the book that was about her was lying in plain view on her stomach opened with a quill next to it. She had obviously been writing in it with the same odd rusty colored ink. To Draco it reminded him of blood and wondered if she was actually using her own blood when she wrote. Draco walked cautiously forward towards her. If someone walked in at that moment would think that he was attempting to ambush a sleeping dragon because her temper reminded him of one. Draco had just reached the foot of the couch when Hermione lifted her head to look at him. Her face was emotionless; she had stopped mouthing out unheard words and just looked at him. For some reason Draco couldn't see her ears and frowned at her motioning to his own ears and raising an eyebrow. Hermione snorted and smiled a genuine smile at him. She then reached down to a round silver thing on the floor and pressed a button on it and removed the things on her ears.
"Haven't you ever heard of a CD player?" Hermione asked still smiling at him. She then closed the book and placed it on the floor as she sat up. Draco shook his head looking confused.
"Well duh! You're a pureblood wizard, why would you have heard of one." Hermione scolded her self picking it up and standing, walking over to Draco. "You have heard of CD's right?" Hermione asked standing in front of him. She was standing so close the Draco could feel her hot breath on his chest which made his breath quicken. Hermione looked up into his eyes waiting for an answer.
"Yeah, I've heard of CD's I have some of my own." Draco said as if it was a very stupid question to be asking.
"Good, well a CD player plays your CD's so just YOU can listen to them with out anyone ELSE hearing them." Hermione explained rising on her toes so that she was now eye level with him. She reached up and placed the head phones on his ears. She lingered in front of his face for a moment before lowering her self and pressing a button on the CD player. Instantly the music came on Draco jumped slightly, Hermione smiled and laughed softly at his reaction. Hermione lowered the volume so she could talk to him.
"So?" Hermione asked a little loudly even though she lowered the volume but it was still rather up high.
"I like the band. Who are they?" Draco asked nodding his head to the music.
"Thanks, I was listening to it before I told the guys at the record place to put it on the market. I know I'm torturing our fans by making them wait any longer but the band and I just want to make sure it's ok." Hermione sitting on the arm of the couch. Draco stared at her in disbelief.
"This is your band?" He asked Hermione nodded smiling at him.
"I'm the one singing. I also play the guitar but I'm not lead guitar Faith is. She's the one with all the solos. She's really good isn't she?" Hermione said "This is our second CD it's called 'Blood Red' our other CD is called 'Outsiders' and our band is called 'Resurrected'. I have the other CD in my room if you want to borrow it." Hermione continued crossing her legs. Draco walked over and sat on the couch behind her. Hermione slid into the couch but when she didn't feel the couch squish underneath her she looked over and saw that she had slid into Draco's lap. Hermione got up quickly.
"OH! Sorry. I didn't mean to do that I didn't know you were that close." Hermione apologized in a slightly hurried voice blushing slightly.
"It's ok. I didn't mean to sit so close. I didn't know if you were going to stay there or not." Draco said in the same hurried voice. Hermione went over and picked about the book about her, the quill, and the ink bottle and started to walk to wards her room.
"You can hold on to that and listen to it if you want. You can give them back to me later I have another one in my room." Hermione said as she walked away but she said it loud enough so Draco could here over the music. Draco nodded when she looked over at him for a response before closing her door. Draco sat there listening to the music when a new song came on that really got his attention.
I'm sitting here wondering
Am I really you whore
Or did you really love me
If you did then why put me through all this pain
Through all this suffering as I held you child
I'm sitting here holding the only thing dear to me
I gave him a name! But you took him away!
You killed him before he could even speak
Just so you know his name was . what you wanted it to be
Evan
You heard me morning his death
You took him away from me
You should never underestimate a woman in love
I'll get back you no matter what
I'm sitting here holding the thing dear to me
I gave him a name! But you took him away!
You killed him before he could even speak
Just so you know his name was . what you wanted it to be
Evan
I gave him life but you! You took it away!
You took away my life!
Now you will pay! You will feel my pain!
And I won't stop there.
The song ended and Draco turned off the CD player and rushed over to Hermione's room and knocked furiously at the door until she opened it.
"What did that song mean?" Draco asked pushing past her into her room when the door opened.
"Which one?" Hermione asked a little confused.
"The one about that child that died!" Draco said putting her CD player down on her desk. Hermione swallowed tears coming to her eyes. Her breathing became heavier and she shrunk down to her knees. She could no longer hold back the tears that she had held back all summer. The tears streamed down her face, she wouldn't answer Draco it hurt too much to even speak about it. She just shook her head and stared at the floor.
"Tell me; please I might be able to help you." Draco said softly kneeling down in front of her placing his hands on her shoulders. Hermione cried even harder when he touched her. She swore to herself that she wouldn't let another Malfoy touch her after what happened. She tried to shrug his hands off her but couldn't. Hermione put her face into her hands and then placed the backs of her hands on her knees with her face still in her hands and cried. Hermione tried as hard as she could to stop crying but the tears just kept on coming. She hadn't cried when it happened for fear of being beaten or worse. So now all the tears of the summer came. Hermione shook her head again as she felt Draco's warm hands rubbing her back gently up and down. Hermione sat up slowly tears still in her eyes as she looked into Draco's silvery grey ones. Hermione took in a sharp breath remembering looking into a pair of silvery grey eyes that were much colder then the ones that she was looking into now and more tears fell down her cheeks. Hermione leaned forward and cried into Draco's chest. Draco wrapped his arms around her trying to get her to stop crying. Draco rocked her back and forth for what seemed like ages when Hermione finally seemed to stop crying. Hermione pulled back slightly and shook her head for a third time.
"I-I can't it-it's too painful to remember." Hermione stuttered taking in shaky breaths. "You see your father almost every weekend right?" Hermione asked suddenly wiping her eyes on her sleeve.
"Yeah why?" Draco asked. Hermione gave him a devilish smile.
"Take me with you." Hermione said. Draco looked surprised at her for a moment.
"Can I ask you why?" Draco asked very, very confused as to what was going on.
"I want to do something. Either that or you can give it to him for me. Because I know you're a lot stronger then me so it would hurt a lot more then if I were." Hermione said starting to ramble uselessly that he was stronger then her. Draco raised an eyebrow at her.
"What were you thinking of doing?" Draco asked after a moment of thinking.
"I wanted to slap him. And maybe just maybe knee him in the groin. But, then I got to thinking that I could punch him because I have a good right hook. Well, that's just what Jason said when I punched him for looking up my skirt once during the summer I was going into 6th year." Hermione rambled again but still making her point. Draco had noticed that she wouldn't look at him when she was talking like she normally would do until he brought up the subject of the dead child in the song. Draco placed two fingers under her chin and gently turned her face up to look at him. He looked at her with concern in his eyes. 'Why do I feel this way to a mudblood? What is this feeling? Why do I care? But why did she start crying again when she looked into my eyes?' Draco thought staring into her chocolate brown eyes.
"What's wrong? It'll be easier to live with if you tell someone." Draco said gently replacing his hand on her cheek. Hermione closed her eyes and leaned into his hand feeling the warmth that came from it. Hermione was having a battle inside her head trying to decide on whether to tell him or not. She did have a desire to tell him because if the child had lived he would have had a half brother. Hermione finally opened her eyes and look deeply into his cold eyes.
"Do you remember a girl that came to your house this summer with a child in her arms? The child had dirty blond hair. And the girl a familiar face that you knew but just could place to who the person was?" Hermione asked softly looking down again. Draco racked his brain for the memory and when he finally placed that memory and the child he looked at Hermione with wide eyes.
"That was you?" He asked a little scared because when he met the girl she looked so happy and sad at the same time that at that time it made him want to kiss that girl and try to get her to forget her problems. Hermione nodded shamefully her breathing was heavy and shaky.
"That child was your father's child. He seduced me over Christmas break last year. He put a spell over me so that he looked my age and not the age he was supposed to be. That night was the worst night of my life. I hated my self after that. I returned to Hogwarts pregnant with his child." Hermione said her voice was shaky and she was close to tears again. Draco looked at her horror struck; he pulled Hermione into his arms again and rocked her back and forth as she cried. "I felt so used! I almost jumped off the Astronomy tower! But Harry and Ron convinced me not to." Hermione said into his chest crying harder then ever. Draco rubbed her back in attempt to calm her. In a few minutes she had calmed down again and just sat there on the floor holding onto Draco as if she would die if he let go. Draco pulled away to look at her. At that moment he was thinking about the blood red ink that she had been using to write the stuff in the book with. Hermione answered him before he even asked the question.
"No, it's not blood it's just charmed to look like it don't worry I'm not that weird. I got it in a Wicca shop in Transylvania. The witch there said it was ink to write you secrets in. The ink never fades and disappears when unwanted people read the paper that it's written on." Hermione explained pulling away from him an wiping her eyes. "I guess since I told you about the song you can read the rest of it. There's no point in keeping it away from you now right?" Hermione continued getting up and walking over to where she had placed the book. She picked it up and ran a hand over the back leather cover that had a Chinese fireball dragon engraved in it. At the bottom of the cover was a phrase written in the ancient dragon language. It said: 'kayo nale: Kano wato' for some reason Hermione understood this phrase. In English it said 'fly free: Die well' it was an old dragon greeting among the dragons. (A/N: yeah I'm making this all up and I know that dragons can't speak or anything I just put that in there.) Hermione turned and handed the book to Draco who was still on the floor. Draco took the book and stood, he smiled at her a genuine smile and did something very unexpected; he hugged her. He hugged Hermione with no reason what so ever. Hermione cautiously wrapped her arms around him returning the hug. Draco pulled away and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I'll think about letting you come with me." Draco said and left and very stunned Hermione still standing in the same spot in her room thinking about what he just did.
Hermione sat on her bed two days after giving Draco back the book. Music papers were strewn about her bed with a spiral note book in front of her. Hermione wrote all the lyrics in the note book along with many other things that had to do with the band, such as like on the first page were tons of different names for the band when they first started. Hermione had her guitar in her lap hooked up to the amplifier but had the volume on low. (A/N: I know nothing about electric guitars so don't kill me if I get it all wrong kay? Kay) Her guitar was black with the name 'Evan' written across the face in red letters, kind of like they were slashed of by a very bad artist. Hermione picked away a tune mumbling the words to the song as she went along pausing every now and then to write down the notes.
It was Saturday and she was still in her pajamas even though it was 2 in the afternoon. Her Pj's consisted of long black flannel plants with a black T-shirt that had the phrase: 'don't piss me off I'm running out of places to hide the bodies' written across it.
"YES!" Hermione cried when she finished with the new song and notes for both guitars and the interlude parts that were Faith's solos. Hermione then set her guitar aside and started on the bases notes as well as the drums. After what seemed like forever Hermione finished and got up and stretched. She had been sitting there for hours thinking and writing. She walked over to her closet grabbed some jeans and a baggy T-shirt and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
Draco slammed Hermione's book closed and rested his forehead on his hands. He wasn't even close to being done with her book and he had read practically all night last night! 'Hermione is a very depressed person' Draco concluded in his head as he rubbed his eyes and got up from his bed. He had also stayed in his Pj's which were really just his black boxers with bright green snakes on them. He grabbed some cloths and left his room for the bathroom. Draco was just about to open the door when he heard the shower running and the muffled voice of Hermione singing. Draco could make out the words and stood there listening at the door.
You don't remember me but I remember you
I lye awake and try so hard not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream
And dream I do
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be you to live, to breath
You're taking over me
Have you forgotten all I know
And all we had
You saw me morning my love for you
And touched my hand
I knew you loved me then.
The shower turned off but Hermione continued to sing.
I believe in you
I'll give up every thing just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breath
You're taking over me.
Hermione opened the door singing with her eyes closed and walked head on into Draco, which took them both by surprise, and fell to the floor. Hermione looked at him wide eyed.
"How long have you been standing there?" Hermione asked readjusting the towel on her head.
"You have a beautiful voice." Draco said as they sat there on the floor.
"You didn't answer my question, but thank you anyways." Hermione said getting fed up with her towel and taking it off her head. Her hair fell heavily around her face from the wetness and curled into perfect banana curls framing her face. Draco stared at her in aw. 'God she beautiful!' Draco thought but then caught himself and mentally slapped himself for thinking such things.
"I repeat: how long have you been standing there?" Hermione said; she wasn't fond of the idea of people standing out side the bathroom door when she was showering.
"Not long. Only long enough to hear you sing, which is very lovely." Draco said now gathering his cloths from the floor that had scattered when he fell. Hermione nodded and stood grabbing her jimjams (A/N: another word for Pj's) and walked quickly into her room softly closing her door. Draco stood slowly staring at her door his head tilted to one side thinking. He shrugged off his thoughts and entered the bathroom.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Evanescence song 'taking me over'. They do, not me. They yes. Me no.
Hermione lay on the couch in the common room alone with the book about her lying open on her stomach face down with a black quill next to it with a bottle of blood red ink on the floor. Next to the bottle on the floor was her CD player, her head phones on her head. She stared at the ceiling with a blank expression on her face. She didn't mouth out the words to the song she just listened. It was now October, two weeks from when she and Draco had the fight and four weeks since school started. Hermione sighed as she listed to the lyrics.
Blood running down my naked flesh
Voices whispering unseen madness
Silence provoking unseen pain (deep inside me) .
Draco walked into the common room unnoticed by Hermione who was still staring up at the ceiling her lips, now, moving wordlessly as she sang along to the music. He noticed that the book that was about her was lying in plain view on her stomach opened with a quill next to it. She had obviously been writing in it with the same odd rusty colored ink. To Draco it reminded him of blood and wondered if she was actually using her own blood when she wrote. Draco walked cautiously forward towards her. If someone walked in at that moment would think that he was attempting to ambush a sleeping dragon because her temper reminded him of one. Draco had just reached the foot of the couch when Hermione lifted her head to look at him. Her face was emotionless; she had stopped mouthing out unheard words and just looked at him. For some reason Draco couldn't see her ears and frowned at her motioning to his own ears and raising an eyebrow. Hermione snorted and smiled a genuine smile at him. She then reached down to a round silver thing on the floor and pressed a button on it and removed the things on her ears.
"Haven't you ever heard of a CD player?" Hermione asked still smiling at him. She then closed the book and placed it on the floor as she sat up. Draco shook his head looking confused.
"Well duh! You're a pureblood wizard, why would you have heard of one." Hermione scolded her self picking it up and standing, walking over to Draco. "You have heard of CD's right?" Hermione asked standing in front of him. She was standing so close the Draco could feel her hot breath on his chest which made his breath quicken. Hermione looked up into his eyes waiting for an answer.
"Yeah, I've heard of CD's I have some of my own." Draco said as if it was a very stupid question to be asking.
"Good, well a CD player plays your CD's so just YOU can listen to them with out anyone ELSE hearing them." Hermione explained rising on her toes so that she was now eye level with him. She reached up and placed the head phones on his ears. She lingered in front of his face for a moment before lowering her self and pressing a button on the CD player. Instantly the music came on Draco jumped slightly, Hermione smiled and laughed softly at his reaction. Hermione lowered the volume so she could talk to him.
"So?" Hermione asked a little loudly even though she lowered the volume but it was still rather up high.
"I like the band. Who are they?" Draco asked nodding his head to the music.
"Thanks, I was listening to it before I told the guys at the record place to put it on the market. I know I'm torturing our fans by making them wait any longer but the band and I just want to make sure it's ok." Hermione sitting on the arm of the couch. Draco stared at her in disbelief.
"This is your band?" He asked Hermione nodded smiling at him.
"I'm the one singing. I also play the guitar but I'm not lead guitar Faith is. She's the one with all the solos. She's really good isn't she?" Hermione said "This is our second CD it's called 'Blood Red' our other CD is called 'Outsiders' and our band is called 'Resurrected'. I have the other CD in my room if you want to borrow it." Hermione continued crossing her legs. Draco walked over and sat on the couch behind her. Hermione slid into the couch but when she didn't feel the couch squish underneath her she looked over and saw that she had slid into Draco's lap. Hermione got up quickly.
"OH! Sorry. I didn't mean to do that I didn't know you were that close." Hermione apologized in a slightly hurried voice blushing slightly.
"It's ok. I didn't mean to sit so close. I didn't know if you were going to stay there or not." Draco said in the same hurried voice. Hermione went over and picked about the book about her, the quill, and the ink bottle and started to walk to wards her room.
"You can hold on to that and listen to it if you want. You can give them back to me later I have another one in my room." Hermione said as she walked away but she said it loud enough so Draco could here over the music. Draco nodded when she looked over at him for a response before closing her door. Draco sat there listening to the music when a new song came on that really got his attention.
I'm sitting here wondering
Am I really you whore
Or did you really love me
If you did then why put me through all this pain
Through all this suffering as I held you child
I'm sitting here holding the only thing dear to me
I gave him a name! But you took him away!
You killed him before he could even speak
Just so you know his name was . what you wanted it to be
Evan
You heard me morning his death
You took him away from me
You should never underestimate a woman in love
I'll get back you no matter what
I'm sitting here holding the thing dear to me
I gave him a name! But you took him away!
You killed him before he could even speak
Just so you know his name was . what you wanted it to be
Evan
I gave him life but you! You took it away!
You took away my life!
Now you will pay! You will feel my pain!
And I won't stop there.
The song ended and Draco turned off the CD player and rushed over to Hermione's room and knocked furiously at the door until she opened it.
"What did that song mean?" Draco asked pushing past her into her room when the door opened.
"Which one?" Hermione asked a little confused.
"The one about that child that died!" Draco said putting her CD player down on her desk. Hermione swallowed tears coming to her eyes. Her breathing became heavier and she shrunk down to her knees. She could no longer hold back the tears that she had held back all summer. The tears streamed down her face, she wouldn't answer Draco it hurt too much to even speak about it. She just shook her head and stared at the floor.
"Tell me; please I might be able to help you." Draco said softly kneeling down in front of her placing his hands on her shoulders. Hermione cried even harder when he touched her. She swore to herself that she wouldn't let another Malfoy touch her after what happened. She tried to shrug his hands off her but couldn't. Hermione put her face into her hands and then placed the backs of her hands on her knees with her face still in her hands and cried. Hermione tried as hard as she could to stop crying but the tears just kept on coming. She hadn't cried when it happened for fear of being beaten or worse. So now all the tears of the summer came. Hermione shook her head again as she felt Draco's warm hands rubbing her back gently up and down. Hermione sat up slowly tears still in her eyes as she looked into Draco's silvery grey ones. Hermione took in a sharp breath remembering looking into a pair of silvery grey eyes that were much colder then the ones that she was looking into now and more tears fell down her cheeks. Hermione leaned forward and cried into Draco's chest. Draco wrapped his arms around her trying to get her to stop crying. Draco rocked her back and forth for what seemed like ages when Hermione finally seemed to stop crying. Hermione pulled back slightly and shook her head for a third time.
"I-I can't it-it's too painful to remember." Hermione stuttered taking in shaky breaths. "You see your father almost every weekend right?" Hermione asked suddenly wiping her eyes on her sleeve.
"Yeah why?" Draco asked. Hermione gave him a devilish smile.
"Take me with you." Hermione said. Draco looked surprised at her for a moment.
"Can I ask you why?" Draco asked very, very confused as to what was going on.
"I want to do something. Either that or you can give it to him for me. Because I know you're a lot stronger then me so it would hurt a lot more then if I were." Hermione said starting to ramble uselessly that he was stronger then her. Draco raised an eyebrow at her.
"What were you thinking of doing?" Draco asked after a moment of thinking.
"I wanted to slap him. And maybe just maybe knee him in the groin. But, then I got to thinking that I could punch him because I have a good right hook. Well, that's just what Jason said when I punched him for looking up my skirt once during the summer I was going into 6th year." Hermione rambled again but still making her point. Draco had noticed that she wouldn't look at him when she was talking like she normally would do until he brought up the subject of the dead child in the song. Draco placed two fingers under her chin and gently turned her face up to look at him. He looked at her with concern in his eyes. 'Why do I feel this way to a mudblood? What is this feeling? Why do I care? But why did she start crying again when she looked into my eyes?' Draco thought staring into her chocolate brown eyes.
"What's wrong? It'll be easier to live with if you tell someone." Draco said gently replacing his hand on her cheek. Hermione closed her eyes and leaned into his hand feeling the warmth that came from it. Hermione was having a battle inside her head trying to decide on whether to tell him or not. She did have a desire to tell him because if the child had lived he would have had a half brother. Hermione finally opened her eyes and look deeply into his cold eyes.
"Do you remember a girl that came to your house this summer with a child in her arms? The child had dirty blond hair. And the girl a familiar face that you knew but just could place to who the person was?" Hermione asked softly looking down again. Draco racked his brain for the memory and when he finally placed that memory and the child he looked at Hermione with wide eyes.
"That was you?" He asked a little scared because when he met the girl she looked so happy and sad at the same time that at that time it made him want to kiss that girl and try to get her to forget her problems. Hermione nodded shamefully her breathing was heavy and shaky.
"That child was your father's child. He seduced me over Christmas break last year. He put a spell over me so that he looked my age and not the age he was supposed to be. That night was the worst night of my life. I hated my self after that. I returned to Hogwarts pregnant with his child." Hermione said her voice was shaky and she was close to tears again. Draco looked at her horror struck; he pulled Hermione into his arms again and rocked her back and forth as she cried. "I felt so used! I almost jumped off the Astronomy tower! But Harry and Ron convinced me not to." Hermione said into his chest crying harder then ever. Draco rubbed her back in attempt to calm her. In a few minutes she had calmed down again and just sat there on the floor holding onto Draco as if she would die if he let go. Draco pulled away to look at her. At that moment he was thinking about the blood red ink that she had been using to write the stuff in the book with. Hermione answered him before he even asked the question.
"No, it's not blood it's just charmed to look like it don't worry I'm not that weird. I got it in a Wicca shop in Transylvania. The witch there said it was ink to write you secrets in. The ink never fades and disappears when unwanted people read the paper that it's written on." Hermione explained pulling away from him an wiping her eyes. "I guess since I told you about the song you can read the rest of it. There's no point in keeping it away from you now right?" Hermione continued getting up and walking over to where she had placed the book. She picked it up and ran a hand over the back leather cover that had a Chinese fireball dragon engraved in it. At the bottom of the cover was a phrase written in the ancient dragon language. It said: 'kayo nale: Kano wato' for some reason Hermione understood this phrase. In English it said 'fly free: Die well' it was an old dragon greeting among the dragons. (A/N: yeah I'm making this all up and I know that dragons can't speak or anything I just put that in there.) Hermione turned and handed the book to Draco who was still on the floor. Draco took the book and stood, he smiled at her a genuine smile and did something very unexpected; he hugged her. He hugged Hermione with no reason what so ever. Hermione cautiously wrapped her arms around him returning the hug. Draco pulled away and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I'll think about letting you come with me." Draco said and left and very stunned Hermione still standing in the same spot in her room thinking about what he just did.
Hermione sat on her bed two days after giving Draco back the book. Music papers were strewn about her bed with a spiral note book in front of her. Hermione wrote all the lyrics in the note book along with many other things that had to do with the band, such as like on the first page were tons of different names for the band when they first started. Hermione had her guitar in her lap hooked up to the amplifier but had the volume on low. (A/N: I know nothing about electric guitars so don't kill me if I get it all wrong kay? Kay) Her guitar was black with the name 'Evan' written across the face in red letters, kind of like they were slashed of by a very bad artist. Hermione picked away a tune mumbling the words to the song as she went along pausing every now and then to write down the notes.
It was Saturday and she was still in her pajamas even though it was 2 in the afternoon. Her Pj's consisted of long black flannel plants with a black T-shirt that had the phrase: 'don't piss me off I'm running out of places to hide the bodies' written across it.
"YES!" Hermione cried when she finished with the new song and notes for both guitars and the interlude parts that were Faith's solos. Hermione then set her guitar aside and started on the bases notes as well as the drums. After what seemed like forever Hermione finished and got up and stretched. She had been sitting there for hours thinking and writing. She walked over to her closet grabbed some jeans and a baggy T-shirt and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
Draco slammed Hermione's book closed and rested his forehead on his hands. He wasn't even close to being done with her book and he had read practically all night last night! 'Hermione is a very depressed person' Draco concluded in his head as he rubbed his eyes and got up from his bed. He had also stayed in his Pj's which were really just his black boxers with bright green snakes on them. He grabbed some cloths and left his room for the bathroom. Draco was just about to open the door when he heard the shower running and the muffled voice of Hermione singing. Draco could make out the words and stood there listening at the door.
You don't remember me but I remember you
I lye awake and try so hard not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream
And dream I do
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be you to live, to breath
You're taking over me
Have you forgotten all I know
And all we had
You saw me morning my love for you
And touched my hand
I knew you loved me then.
The shower turned off but Hermione continued to sing.
I believe in you
I'll give up every thing just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breath
You're taking over me.
Hermione opened the door singing with her eyes closed and walked head on into Draco, which took them both by surprise, and fell to the floor. Hermione looked at him wide eyed.
"How long have you been standing there?" Hermione asked readjusting the towel on her head.
"You have a beautiful voice." Draco said as they sat there on the floor.
"You didn't answer my question, but thank you anyways." Hermione said getting fed up with her towel and taking it off her head. Her hair fell heavily around her face from the wetness and curled into perfect banana curls framing her face. Draco stared at her in aw. 'God she beautiful!' Draco thought but then caught himself and mentally slapped himself for thinking such things.
"I repeat: how long have you been standing there?" Hermione said; she wasn't fond of the idea of people standing out side the bathroom door when she was showering.
"Not long. Only long enough to hear you sing, which is very lovely." Draco said now gathering his cloths from the floor that had scattered when he fell. Hermione nodded and stood grabbing her jimjams (A/N: another word for Pj's) and walked quickly into her room softly closing her door. Draco stood slowly staring at her door his head tilted to one side thinking. He shrugged off his thoughts and entered the bathroom.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Evanescence song 'taking me over'. They do, not me. They yes. Me no.