Well there's a little
boy waiting at the counter of a corner shop
He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day
They never ever see him from the top
He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground
He gets to his feet and he says
Draco POV
Draco climbed onto the train
at platform 9 ¾. He found an empty compartment and sat down. He looked out of
the window and saw everyone else, laughing with their friends as the climbed
onto the train. It wasn't fair. Why couldn't Draco be climbing onto the train
laughing and joking? Why did he have to be the son of Lucious? Lucious Malfoy,
one of the biggest supports of the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort. Draco hated his
father. He hated his father for hating him, his mother, Hogwarts and muggle
borns'.
Everyone thought Draco had no problem with being hated by everyone except the
Slytherin's. But Draco wanted people to accept him. People only saw the
outside. The cold grey eyes, the sharp blonde hair gelled back, not daring to
move. But inside, Draco could be nice. He felt like there was this barrier
around him, stopping him from having fun, being a kid, or even a human. Draco
Wanted more than nothing to be excepted by Hermione
Granger. The girl he had been tormenting for the past few years. He didn't mean
it when he called her a mudblood. It was his last year at Hogwarts and he
wanted to make a change, yes he was going to make a change. Draco shook his
head. 'Better get back to reality' he thought. Suddenly the compartment door
flew open and in walked Hermione Granger. Draco stared at her,
she looked like she had just sucked a lemon.
'What's wrong with you?" Draco asked as Hermione sat down in front of him.
"Don't talk to me Malfoy, Harry and Ron didn't save me a seat and this is the
only compartment left" Hermione looked around "Where's your 'gang'" she asked
sarcastically.
"Shut up, I don't know, probably got lost when they went to find some cakes"
Draco joked. Hermione sniggered. Draco smiled; he had never heard her laugh
before. Hermione opened her back and pulled out a book. As she was about to
open it she knocked her bag onto the floor. Hermione scolded as her inbox
smashed all over her books. She bent down and started cleaning up the mess.
Draco laughed.
"And they call you the smartest witch in school? Step aside" Draco said as he
pointed his wand at the mess. He swished his wand and the mess disappeared.
"Thanks" Hermione smiled at him. Draco smiled at her and noticed her hair. It
wasn't a big puffy frizz ball it used to be, it was smooth and shiny.
"Can I help you Malfoy?" she snapped. Draco glared at her and went back to
staring out the window. But he couldn't concentrate on the fields that were
zipping past, he was thinking about Hermione.
She had changed over the holidays. 'She looked…. pretty' Draco thought
to himself. The rest of the train journey was sat in silence until Harry
entred. He glared at Malfoy and turned to Hermione.
'You ok Hermione?" he asked. Hermione ignored him and kept reading her book.
Draco snorted. Harry ignored him.
"C'mon Hermione, don't be stupid…" Hermione interrupted Harry.
"Don't be stupid? I f you want my opinion Mr Potter, you are the stupid one."
Hermione slammed her book shut and turned her back on Harry.
"Fine, be like that" Harry scolded as he walked out.
"Don't say anything" Hermione spat at Draco her back still turned.
"Wasn't planning too" Malfoy replied.
What about me, it
isn't fair
I've had enough now I want my share
Can't you see I wanna live
But you just take more than you give
Malfoy dropped himself
onto his bed in the head's dormitories. He wandered who was Head Girl.
'Probably Granger' he thought to himself.
KNOCK KNOCK Draco walked over and opened the door. There stood Hermione.
"Oh, so you're head boy, I thought so" she said as she handed him a note. "It's
from Dumbledore, about the start of year ball" Hermione finished as she barged
her way into his room.
"Can I help you?" Draco asked her, staring at her with her pink bathrobe and
dripping wet hair.
"Yeah, did they give you a hair dryer?" she asked.
"A hair dryer…?" Malfoy asked looking puzzled. Hermione sighed.
"It's an electrical muggle object that blows out hot air and dries your hair."
Hermione told him.
"Why don't you just use your wand?" Malfoy asked.
"I don't know how too" Hermione added.
"I do" Malfoy said pointing his wand at Hermione's hair.
"Are you sure you know?" Hermione asked him worriedly.
"Yes, Pansy told me she uses this to dry her hair."
"PANSY! BUT…" Hermione tried to argue but Malfoy had already cast the spell.
Hermione closed her eyes. It felt warm and cosy.
"Done" Draco said. "Oh dear"
"What does oh dear mean?" Hermione asked worriedly
rushing to the mirror.
"AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" Hermione screamed as she saw
her chocolate brown hair had turned jet black.
"What have you done Malfoy!" she screamed at him.
"Sorry, I guess Pansy must colour her hair" Malfoy laughed.
"This isn't funny! What am I supposed to do?" Hermione cried. Draco frowned.
"Calm down, I know what to do." He waved his wand and a book appeared titled 'How
to solve hairy problems'. Draco opened to the contents until he found the
chapter 'When colouring goes wrong'.
"It says that to get back to your original hair colour you need to say this
line;
Black hair be gone,
Brown hair be back,
Make my life normal,
Once again.
Hermione repeated the line and with a POP! her
hair was back to normal.
"YES! Thank you Draco!" she smiled at him.
"Nothing to it" Malfoy added.
"I better go to the breakfast" Hermione said as she quickly rushed out of the
room. Draco slumped himself onto his bed. 'It's so unfair' he thought 'she'll
never know how I feel right now. No one will'.
Well there's a pretty
girl serving at the counter of the corner shop
She's been waiting back there, waiting for her dreams
Her dreams walk in and out they never stop
Well she's not too proud to cry out loud
She runs to the street and she screams
Hermione POV
Hermione sprinted towards the train. How could she be late? It just wasn't her. She clambered onto the train, barging past people to get a seat next to Harry and Ron. It took Hermione a while to find the compartment. She dragged her bags in and was about to sit down when…
"Sorry Hermione, no room" came Harry's voice from somewhere behind her bag.
"What?" Hermione said puzzled.
"No room" Ron repeated. Hermione looked around and saw the compartment full
with Ron, Harry, Ginny, Fred, George, Neville, Luna, Lavender and Lee Jordan.
"Sorry Hermione" everyone chimed in. Hermione scolded. She pushed her bags back
out and went to find another compartment. She knocked on a few doors but they
were all full until she came to one with someone siting by themselves, staring
out the window. Hermione stood there for a minute then realised, the lonely boy
was Draco Malfoy.
"Don't talk to me Malfoy, Harry and Ron didn't save me a seat and this is the
only compartment left" Hermione snapped after Draco asked what she wanted. Hermione glanced around. "Where's your 'gang'?"
Hermione asked. Draco shrugged.
"Probably got lost when they went to find some cakes" Draco joked. Hermione laughed. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out her book. Hermione scolded as she knocked her bag on the floor and her inbox smashed. She grabbed a hankie and began wiping it up. Draco laughed. Hermione glared at him.
"And they say you're the smartest witch in the school?" he joked as he pointed his wand to the mess and cleaned it up instantly.
"Thanks" Hermione smiled. Draco smiled back, that's when Hermione noticed his eyes. They weren't a cold grey, but a warm, comforting blue. Then Hermione noticed his hair. It wasn't gelled back like it used to be, it was hanging loosely, a bit hanging over his eye and it was really blonde. Hermione came back to reality when she noticed Draco was staring at her.
"Can I help you Malfoy?" she snapped, pretending she didn't know what was going on. They sat in silence for the rest of the train journey. 'Malfoy's changed' Hermione thought ' he's different, he's handsome'. Hermione's thoughts were interrupted when Harry walked in.
'You ok Hermione?" he asked. Hermione ignored him and kept reading her book. Hermione heard Draco snort. Harry ignored him.
"C'mon Hermione, don't be stupid…" Hermione interrupted Harry.
"Don't be stupid? I f you want my opinion Mr Potter, you are the stupid one." Hermione slammed her book shut and turned her back on Harry.
"Fine, be like that" Harry scolded as he walked out.
"Don't say anything" Hermione spat at Draco her back still turned.
"Wasn't planning too" Malfoy replied.
So take a step back
and see the little people
They may be young but they're the ones
That make the big people big
So listen, as they whisper
What about me
Hermione dropped her bags onto the floor of her head's bedroom and went to find the bathroom. Eventually she found it and a huge golden bath. There were hundreds of taps lining the walls. Hermione filled the bath up with warm water and added chocolate bubbles. She climbed in and relaxed. After ten minutes of relaxation Hermione climbed out and put on her bathrobe.
"EEERRR! NO HAIR DRYER" she screamed. Hermione decided she would go ask Malfoy if he had one.
KNOCK KNOCK Hermione hammered on the door until Draco opened it.
"Oh, so you're head boy, I thought so" she said as she handed him a note. "It's
from Dumbledore, about the start of year ball" Hermione finished as she barged
her way into his room.
"Can I help you?" Draco asked her, staring at her with her pink bathrobe and
dripping wet hair.
"Yeah, did they give you a hair dryer?" she asked.
"A hair dryer…?" Malfoy asked looking puzzled. Hermione sighed.
"It's an electrical muggle object that blows out hot air and dries your hair."
Hermione told him.
"Why don't you just use your wand?" Malfoy asked.
"I don't know how too" Hermione added.
"I do" Malfoy said pointing his wand at Hermione's hair.
"Are you sure you know?" Hermione asked him worriedly.
"Yes, Pansy told me she uses this to dry her hair."
"PANSY! BUT…" Hermione tried to argue but Malfoy had already cast the spell.
Hermione closed her eyes. It felt warm and cosy.
"Done" Draco said. "Oh dear"
"What does oh dear mean?" Hermione asked worriedly
rushing to the mirror. Hermione knew she shouldn't have trusted Malfoy.
"AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" Hermione screamed as she saw
her chocolate brown hair had turned jet black.
"What have you done Malfoy!" she screamed at him.
"Sorry, I guess Pansy must colour her hair" Malfoy laughed.
"This isn't funny! What am I supposed to do?" Hermione cried. Draco frowned.
"Calm down, I know what to do." He waved his wand and a book appeared titled 'How
to solve hairy problems'. Draco opened to the contents until he found the
chapter 'When colouring goes wrong'.
"It says that to get back to your original hair colour you need to say this
line;
Black hair be gone,
Brown hair be back,
Make my life normal,
Once again.
Hermione repeated the line and with a POP! her
hair was back to normal. She sighed with relief
"YES! Thank you Draco!" she smiled at him.
"Nothing to it" Malfoy added.
"I better go to the breakfast" Hermione said as she quickly rushed out of the
room. Hermione slammed the door down and leaned against it. She slid down to
the floor. 'It's so unfair' she thought to herself 'He'll never no how I feel
right now, no one will'
And now I'm standing
on the corner all the world's gone home
Nobody's changed, nobody's been saved
And I'm feeling cold and alone
I guess I'm lucky, I smile a lot
But sometimes I wish for more than I've got
Draco POV
Draco lied on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He was thinking about Hermione. 'How can I even think I have a chance with her, she's too good for me.' he thought to himself. But it has always been like that, she was to good for him, he was out of her league. Draco felt alone. He wasn't a stranger to this feeling, he experienced it a lot, from his father and friends. Draco thought, he was lucky in some ways, after all, he was head boy and… well that was it really. All that was left as his world was darkness. 'But can't I have more than darkness?' he thought to himself. Draco wished and prayed that one day, Hermione would be his.
Hermione POV
Hermione sat on her sofa and lost herself in deep thought. Suddenly a feeling hit her, she had never really felt it before, it was loneliness. Hermione thought why should be experiencing this, then it hit her, Malfoy. How could she like him? Hermione couldn't deny the feelings, she wanted him, more than anything.
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