Chapter Three: Draco's Story: Oliver James's "Long Time Coming" from What a Girl Wants

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What can i say? When you're a seventeen year old Slytherin boy who's been in love with a seventeen year old Gryffindor girl that was almost a mudblood for a long time and your father just found out and is even more furious with you after he already got mad when you abruptly changed your mind about joining the family buisness (death eaters), things can change a lot.

I met Granger in Hogsmeade that Christmas. We were both by ourselves. She's been fired up ever since she am Weasel broke up, and she was getting ready to smack me. She noticed I had changed, and i noticed she had changed. I had never wanted to be alone before. I never saw her alone in Hogsmeade before either. And hey, what can i say, again? Some people DO want to feel loved, even if they are Slytherins.

Why don't I tell you the story?

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I formed Plan A in my head as Granger rambled on about smacking me and blah blah blah. She came towards me, I saw the fire in her eyes. She'd never suspect my plan, even if i did have that "You're-planning-something-evil- Malfoy" smirk on my face. Just as she striked at me, I grabbed her smacking hand, causing her to trip right into me. Practicing with the obvious Pansy Parkison was a sinch. That's when I kissed her.

That's where this whole thing started. Granger had been heart broken and suffering for the last three weeks and she was convinced that i had been suffering too. Which i was, actually. She said we could both help eachother.

Now, I'm cunning, hence one reason I'm in Slytherin, I didn't really believe Granger loved me, even at all. she just needed social and mentel help, as i have needed practically my whole life, but I'd never admit it to anyone out loud.

Why don't i tell you what happened later?

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Granger and I kept this secret. I don't think she liked keeping secrets from her little friends that much. She had an emotional breakdown just as she left the hall. she was leaving eraly, so I knew something was up. I got up a little while later, to not cause suspision, and i followed her.

I took her into the shadows where she wept and wept. She was in a lot of turmoil. My whole life i thought i was the only one with that kind of turmoil. I could barely understand her as she spoke:

"I don't understand anything I'm feeling right now." she wept.

"Join all the other seventeen year olds." I said almost sarcasticly.

"I feel so confused. Then I start feeling completly stupid. Then i can't remember what I felt stupid about, then I start thinking of Ron-"

Here we go. i though, but she surprised me.

"And then...." she said shakily. "I start thinking about you." she was speaking quietly. That's when I thought I saw something with red hair rush back into the Great Hall. I wasn't sure if I really had seen it or not.

"I never thought I'd ever fall for such an evil git." she finally said.

"That's good to know." I said, shifting.

"I'm sorry." she said, weeping again. "Why did you have to kiss me? Why did I ever fall in love in the first place?" she wailed.

"Who knows." I said. "I don't even know why I did."

She looked up at me in silence. "Do you really love me?" she said so I could barely hear her.

It seemed like a weird thing to say. Yes, by some horrible twist of fate I did really love her. I always knew Weasley did, too. Besides that my father always taught me to hate the Weasleys, I always hated him because I knew he'd end up with her.

This will never last, obviously. Slytherins are never ment to clash with Gryffindors, even though that stupid old hat said so. That's what I've been taught.

She looked up at me again. "I believe I should be asking YOU that question." Draco said.

Hermione suddenly looked away from me.

"I....I don't know." she said in a quivering voice.

"Yeah yeah yeah i know you love Weasley." I said, and she took a step away from me. She was looking thoughtful and curious, but still hopelessly confused. I looked in her brown eyes.

"It's no use anyway." I said, letting go of her hand so she could leave. She gave me a questioning look, but before she could say anything,

I left the hall to go back into the Great Hall.

Hermione's Story 2 coming soon!

[oh my goodness I'm sorry it's so short! But a heck of a lot has been going on lately and I couldn't write for a long time. Sorry. I have MCAS tomorrow and my sister had to go to the hospital and I'm not feeling so well, so, yeah. Lol. I'll try to make it longer next time.]