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The yellow cab pulled up in front of the building. Hermione stepped out, stood, surveyed the sight before her eyes and smiled, she loved the night life.  Turning around, she helped Lauren get out of the car.  Charity, who had exited the other side, walked around the back of the car and rapped the hood, to let the driver know he could leave.

The cab pulled away and the three girls walked towards the building. As Hermione and Lauren turned to head to the end of the line-up awaiting admittance Charity stuck her arm out to stop them.

"What are you guys doing?" She grabbed their arms and dragged them to the front of the line. Stepping up to the body guard, she licked her lips in a seductive manner, said a few hushed words and slipped him a 20 dollar bill. The burly man nodded his head and stepped aside allowing the three girl entrance. Charity grabbed the other two girls, who were standing there staring at Charity in shock, and dragged them into the club.

As Hermione stepped into the club, she felt the beat of the music in her chest. It was an incurable feeling. She loved to dance, she loved to move her body to the rhythm of the beat and forget what surrounded her. That's why she loved these nights out with Charity and Lauren, she felt like for once she was being herself.

Hermione had been so distracted, that she hadn't even felt herself being pulled towards the bar; until she had been pushed down onto one of the padded stools and the bar tender ask her what she would like.

"Um… Just a raspberry daiquiri, please" she responded and turned back to Charity and Lauren in time to hear part of their conversation.

Lauren was shaking her head and saying "I can't believe you!" Charity smiled innocently and responded "What's not to believe?" Hermione laughed at her friends antics. Charity and Lauren had always argued jokingly like that, but it still managed to make Hermione laugh. When one of Laurens' favourite songs came on, she grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her onto the dance floor. Charity stayed back, something about saving her energy for Drox.          

Lauren dragged Hermione on the dance floor, and began to sway her hips. Hermione joined in and soon the two girls were dancing close and all male eyes were on them. Hermione, before long, had forgotten where she was, who she was, everything, she got lost in the music.

Out of breath, Lauren left Hermione to dance with some fellow who had interrupted them. She headed to the bar, and pick up her drink, taking a sip of the bitter drink she sighed, turning to Charity, she said,

"About time she got some action, of all the years I've known her, she's never once had a boyfriend." Charity just smiled and continued to stare at the guy who gripped Hermione's waist. Where had she seen him before?

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 Hermione continued to dance; unaware of her surroundings, unaware that Lauren had left. That was until and strong pair of hands gripped her waist and pulled her against a muscular body. Hermione was shocked at first, of all her times at this club, she had never danced with anyone of the opposite sex, it wasn't that she was gay, it was merely that she had never wanted to. About to step away, she decided against it and turned herself in the man's grip to get a better look.

His snowy blonde hair was strewn across his face and some pieces fell to cover his stony grey eyes. He had defined cheekbones, which added to his very handsome face. His lips curled up in an unmistakeable smirk.

"Hi" came his deep voice; that could cause any girl to melt. Hermione stared at him a moment longer then responded    

"Hey, do I know you?" she asked. There was something unmistakeably familiar about him, she just couldn't place it.

"You should" he said before releasing her hips and leaning in "If you're lucky, you'll see me later" he whispered in her ear, before turning and walking away. Hermione stood still, shock flowing through out her body. Who was the mystery man? She shook and headed towards Lauren and Charity, who look about ready to have a heart attack.

Charity dove off her bar stool and grabbed Hermione by the shoulders.

"Do you realize who you were dancing with??!" she shrieked. Hermione brought her hand up and rubbed her ear.

"No. but according to the both of you, I should." Charity stared at Hermione amazed.

"Do you realize you were just dancing with the lead singer of Drox?! He's like the sexiest man alive!"  Hermione stared at Charity blankly.

"No, that's not where I know him from" She shook her head, thinking. Charity opened her mouth to respond, but fell silence when the room broke out in a bunch of female screams. Hermione and Charity turned just in time to see the blonde haired beauty and 3 other walk on to the stage. They took their positions and began to play. The young man who had been dancing with Hermione leaned forward and his husky voice rang clear through the club.

Faded away like the color in a blue sky at the end of the day.
Night falls and the search begins for something better than this.

A scream or a cry, the truth or a lie,
I'm not sure they will save us this time.
I don't wanna be around
when it all comes down to watch something beautiful die.

 Hermione's eyes never left the singer. She needed to know where she had seen that face before.

You said the only way was to run away.
You're sick of me so you just can't stick around to hear me pleading
(I'm pleading).
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know.
I just can't stand here and watch you go.
I'm running after you (I'm running after you).

She thought back to all the people she'd met in the bar. She tried to place a face to a name. But nothing came.

Helpless, cause my hands are tied.
Eyelids pinned back so they're open wide.
In a theatre, all alone in the front row,
to watch something beautiful die.

What happened to the things we used to do?
You said it's all the same and that you needed a change.
You left without goodbye and now I'm wondering why.
But I don't think I want to know all the things that he does better
and how the past just doesn't matter.
You left me once but this time will be the last time.

She thought of all the people she had met on her travels to L.A., but once again she came up empty handed. She knew she had seen those cold grey eyes before, and that signature blonde hair, but she couldn't for the life of her remember where.

Look for the feeling that we lost.
Where did you have it last?
Maybe if we retrace our steps.
But we can't find the path that led us here to where we stand.
Face to face to watch this bitter end.
Now something beautiful is dead.

As the song came to a close and the crowed erupted in cheers, the grey eyes caught the brown one. Hermione racked her brain for a name to put with that face. Their eyes stayed locked as his lips curled in to a signature smirk, the Malfoy signature smirk.

"Oh god" Hermione said quietly.

Hey everyone!! I can't believe I have a new chapter out already! I was just amazed but your reviews I decided to continue.  Yea it's only been at day since chapter one and it may seem like I'm rushing but with school and everything being so boring I actually write all day and I take my time doing it!! I'm still in shock of all your great reviews!! Please keep R\R thanks so much!

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