Hermione stood frozen to the ground. There was no way she could mistake that smirk. She continued to stare at him, when the band struck up another tune. Draco lean forward, eyes locked on Hermione and began the next song.

Circling your head, contemplating everything you ever said
Now I see the truth, I got doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I'm out
See you later
I see your fantasy, You want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, Inside of our heads (yeah) Well now that's over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide

Hermione was scared, shock, terrified…. happy? Shaking her head she backed away from the stage, when Lauren grabbed her arm.

Back off we'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we're Headstrong
Back off we'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can't give everything away
I won't give everything away

"Where are you going?" she called over the music, gesturing to the stage she added "They're not that bad!"

Hermione racked her brain, searching for an excuse.  Rubbing her temples and point to the door, she indicated she needed air. Lauren nodded her head and let go of Hermione's arm.  She took off for the door.

Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best
I see you're full of $#!T, and that's alright
That's how you play, I guess you'll get through every night
Well now that's over
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah) Well now that's over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide

As she paused to allow the bodyguard to stamp her hand, she heard the crowd erupt into cheers and turned back to the stage in time to see the band walk off.

Hermione walked out into the cool air, her heels clicking as she stepped. She wandered to a large tree which towered over a wooden bench. She sat on the bench with an ungraceful plop. She leaned forward to place her head in her hands, but sat up with a frustrated moan. Reaching to the back of her head she yanked at the large pin that held her hair, allowing a mass of waves to tumble down her back. She shook her head and let it fall back against the cold wood of the bench. She sat like that for a while, not talking, not crying, just thinking.

She reminisced on her mothers' death, on her adoption and most of all, who she had left behind. Ginny had sent countless letters along with Ron and Harry. She had also received a letter from Professor McGonagall. Hermione had sent short, pleasant letters in response, but continued to ignore their pleas for her return. Now the letters seemed to die down. Ginny sent one every so often, but ones form Harry and Ron were sparse.

Deciding she wanted to go home Hermione stood up and turned back towards the club. She snapped out of her thoughts when she ran straight into the one person she was trying to avoid. Literally.  She stumbled back onto the wet pavement, her stiletto heel snapping as she fell. Cursing under her breath she tried with all her might to get up, but it was as if she couldn't stabilize herself. A strong pair of arms wrapped themselves around her waist and pulled her up, helping her to balance on her broken heel.

Slipping her shoe off her foot, she scooped it up and turned up to face her savoir. He towered over her tiny form, standing a sturdy 6'4, compared to Hermione's 5'5.

"Thanks" she muttered before pulling out of his grasp and walking in the opposite direction. She managed to make it to the side of the road and to call a cab. As she lowered herself into the cab, another body lowered in with her.

"What are you doing?" she asked, genuinely confused. The young man just smiled and brushed a strand of blonde hair out of his eyes.

"Where to Miss?" The cab driver asked, turning in his seat. Hermione continued to stare at Draco before responding,

"Fifth and Elglinton." The cab pulled away from the curb and Hermione's eyes never left Draco's. Draco turned from Hermione and tapped the cab driver on the shoulder

"Could you make that the park on Cheshire?" The driver looked confused for a moment and then nodded his head in acceptance.

"What are you doing?" Hissed Hermione, "I want to go home! I don't have a shoe and it's too cold to be wandering around out there dressed as I am!" Draco rolled his eyes, and pulled his wand out from inside his leather coat, muttering a quick spell, Hermione's shoe was fixed. Bending over, he slipped the shoe back on to her foot.

Hermione stared over at him stunned; this was the same Draco Malfoy who had made her years a Hogwarts a living hell. Now, now he was… sweet… almost a gentleman. The cab pulled over to the side of the road, and Draco handed the man a 10 dollar bill, telling him to keep the change. When Hermione stepped out of she was covered by a leather jacket.

"There" he stated "Now you have no reason not to talk with me." Scrunching up her nose she fell in step along with him.

"If you don't mind me asking, what do you what to talk about?" Draco turned to face her.

"Why you didn't return to Hogwarts." He stated simply, taking Hermione by surprise. She stared to him blankly for a moment, and then responded.

"Why do you care? I'm just a filthy mudblood right?" Draco winced at the term. Hermione was shocked; he had spent his years at Hogwarts ensuring that she didn't forget her place in society. She was muggle born, that was all that mattered.

"Yes, I didn't have a proper childhood, but you have to understand… with my father, the term… mudblood" he said, shaking his head "was merely part of my vocabulary." Frowning Hermione continued to walk. They wandered around the streets of L.A. in silence, until they had reached Hermione's building.

"This is where I go" she said, looking up into his grey eyes, which she now realized were not grey, in fact, they were such a light blue they merely looked grey from a distance. Turning, Hermione grabbed the handle to the building.

"Hermione wait." Draco's voice rang through the silent night. Turning to face him she furrowed her eye brows in question.

"I… I want you to know I'm sorry for calling you a mudblood. It was wrong." Hermione was amazed. Draco Malfoy, Slytherin price was admitting he was wrong. What's going on is this world?

"Don't look at me like I'm crazy" He snapped "People change!"

"Oh yea?" Asked Hermione.

"Yea!"

"Hermione smiled "Prove it"

Hey everyone!!! There is only 1 reason this Ch. Made it out tonight, and that is because I've got soccer tomorrow and I wont be able to update!! L oh well!! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this Ch.!! Believe me when i say I love your reviews!

Keep R\R and I'll keep writing!!

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Hells Angel

P.s. Was Draco too out of Character?

P.S.S the Two songs I used were, Something Beautiful –Cauterize (That was the 1st one) and Head Strong- By Trapt (2nd one)