Title: No Other Reason But You

Rating: Must I give one? I'm not done so it can't be rated, sorry! I'll update it and rate it when I get the chance to okay? Good!

Ships I'm Sailing: It's an odd one… but I love it. They'd look kinda sorta cute together, I could see it happening okay? Leave me alone!

Disclaimer: the kinda sorta plot thing, if you even call it one, is mine! Mine mine mine! I'm such a Gollum and I put place a tag all over this. MY PLOT! ahem Though, the characters or the song isn't mine. J.K. Rowlings, owns the charries and Goo Goo Dolls takes over the song. If I could have either…

A/N: This is definitely a slash. If you don't like slashes for some reason or another (cause I know I was a bit skeptic of the whole Harry/Draco thing but I now love them), I will not be offended in anyway if you exit this. But if you are a shipper of a few different characters, you might want to take a look, eh? I won't tell you who the people are cause then it'll ruin my whole plot line! It's going to probably done in 2 chapters, hopefully.

I watched as the three sat at their usual table in the same bloody manner. It was entirely sick to see but I kept watching. The way He talked to them, with such ease. I finally knew what I was… Didn't matter, I knew I was in what I dared not say. The rest of my table shoveled down at the food before them. I, on the other hand, just stared somewhat at the grub directly in front of me. My plate was filled with everything I enjoyed to eat only I couldn't bare to eat it, much less touch it.

And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cuz I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven, as I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

"What on earth are you looking at?" A female voice broke my stare. Slowly, my eyes rolled over to her.

"Is it really any of your damned business what I look at in the Great Hall?"

I had transformed into even someone I could barely recognize. My body was still the same. Taking out the fact I grew taller over the summer. A rag weed a few called me but I shrugged them all off. What did they know anyways? But mentally, I was another person all together. I actually liked it and in a way, it terrified me. What if I didn't like what I became, who would be able to pull me from what I had created.

Everyone in the dorms could feel a change in me, besides my height. Time and time again, they bombarded me with questions as if I wasn't the same person they had only seen months earlier. Of course I wasn't! Things changed, I grew up, my world didn't rise and fall on making people happy anymore. Yet, no one could truly understand the change of me. No one but Him… He was the reasoning of my mood, my drawback, my entire essence of living anymore.

FLASHBACK

We had ran into one the first week back. I was late to Herbology and I knew, afterwards, He was late to Potions. This year, our houses were not paired off like they usually were our first few years at Hogwarts. My heart dropped as I had scanned the schedule but, we did have a few classes before. Just two, flying and transfiguration.

No one had bothered to wake me up that morning. Maybe because of my new attitude, or it was just that they didn't know I wasn't awake what so ever. I even missed breakfast, I was so dead tired. I took it he was alone too, for when we clashed, no hands dove over him to quickly pull him up as none was there for me. Papers I had had in my hands were now scattered all along the hallway.

"Sorry… didn't see you there." I said, grabbing some of the papers that were closer to me.

"Likewise. Need a hand?" I knew I had heard the voice somewhere yet I couldn't place it. It was so different and yet, so loving. As if there was compassion in the otherwise, almost dreary voice.

"Could you?" I said, quickly picking up mre papers in a hurried rush to make it to class.

I covered the right side of the hall and He got the left side. I did my best to try and at least take a glance to who I had bumped into but nothing recognizable. He dressed himself in black robes, a bit odd for one to dress in. Most people had dressed in the colors of their house. I was in my blue robes. I had bought them this year, as a way to break from a mold of followers. We finished in a matter of a minute, since I had stopped trying to place the name with the voice. I held out my hand for my papers, which he placed them in.

"Here you a…" He stopped in dead sentence.

We stared at one another for the longest time. With us on our knees, our hands so close to touching except they weren't because of the papers. We knew who the other was, and what struck us off was that it was too late to pull back the words said. They were dipped, dolled, and dried with tenderness and actual kindness, on both our parts.

I was the first to move and I knew I wasn't thinking entirely straight when it happened. Like a jackrabbit on race to get away from a predator, my lips pressed His. It happened so unexpectedly, with such ease in it that he almost fell back in astonishment. I pulled back and scrambled to my feet, running to the outdoors. I wanted to forget so promptly the kiss, his face, the beautiful eyes I got lost into.

FLASHBACK

"Well excue me 'Mr. I'm-so-above-evryone-I-can't-be-asked-anything." The sarcasm in her voice broke me from my daydream. The way she tried to sound so angrily made me want to laugh directly in her face.

It was true, I was far and beyond everyone it seemed. Almost to the point where I was above even Him. There was no way anyone would pull me from the high of glory I felt inside me. It was my time or be heard, be known. I would not be another set of footprints in this hell hole but I'd be someone everyone remembered. The girl took a glance to the boy next to her before she began to resume her own eating.

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cuz sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

"Are you okay, Mate? You don't seem like yourself lately and I wanted to…"

His petty speech should of been saved for someone who needed it. I was myself, my true self. One I could relate to and I didn't care what or how he felt for me. Baka boy, that's what he was. The boy cared for too many people when he could barely handle his own life.

"-n't touched your food."

I caught the last half of it. So that's how they checked up on me? If I hadn't eaten my food? What kind of friends were thse people? I wished they'd leave me alone. I was actually doing good in my classes. Even the ones I struggled the year before came like nothing to me. I'd even managed to be Mud blood Granger to questions. Boy, did I turn heads when I knew answers to questions even fifth and sixth year students struggled with.

Why were they intent on caring? I had made it clear when we got back to school I didn't need their friendship nymore. They were just getting in my way, all of them. I made it so perfectly lucid that I made a few bawl their crystal eyes out. It even made my day for the rest of the day.

Why had I drawn back so much, though? I could never understand that myself Just to spite the boy, grabbed a fork, pushing food into my mouth; making myself eat what I knew mt stomach couldn't handle. I didn't want it but I had to. I was going to prove those bastards wrong. They would not know of my intentions, ever.

"I'm fine," I snapped so quicky, he jumped. "Leave me alone or did you not catch that the first time I told you? Well let me refresh your small brain. I don't barge in on your inconsequential problems so I don't expect you get into mine. Do I make myself clear?" My eyes were so cold and so deadly, if only looks could kill.

"All I asked was…"

"Do I make myself clear?" My voice had risen far and beyond what I intended on yelling. My table and the one in front of us looked back to me. There was a few open mouths, but mostly wide eyes. Each person awaited how he would answer. Would he make just as nasty a comment? Would he just suck it up like the kind of child he was.

And I don't want the world to see me,
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am.

"Clear," he said, so meekly and so pathetic, that I made him say it again.
Made him snivel and grovel like the coward he was on the inside. I wanted the world to know that Big Shot that sat next to me was just a whimpering Wizard who never amounted. He made me sick, wanting to vomit on everything around me. The kids at my table widened their eyes in shock. I had become a total monster, a total monster and I loved it.

My eyes took a glance to the table just across. He was staring at me! Not around me, nor through me, but right into my own eyes. His lips played with the curls that tried to hide themselves at the corners of his mouth. I had achieved what I wanted. The approving smile of the boy I had became to love over the summer.

And that's when it happened. I vomited all over the table, and into the girl's lap beside me. I could not say where it came from but my stomach couldn't hold down any food I had forced in it just moments ago. The girl shot up like a rocket, squealing with disgust.

And ya can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive!

Just as the smiled tried to hide, it did. His eyes stared at me and I couldn't bear to look at him. I had achieved both the ultimate prize of acceptance and the dire defeat of being a human. Covering my hands over my mouth, I shoved back my chair with my legs, rushing for the large oak doors. A few teachers stood and/or watched me as I made my way out. there was no way to go back. I couldn't, I wouldn't.

Tears streamed down my face as I looked for somewhere to go. I hadn't returned back to the castle at all that day. I don't know where I want to go but I knew not back there. I couldn't face the looks and the murmurs that went with me if I dared walked back. The world was filled with hatred, I was just too stupid to realize that. Now, it seemed too late to make things right. No one could save me, no one at all.

And I don't want the world to see me,
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am.

And I don't want the world to see me,
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am.

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am