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Draco walked to the Slytherin common room. Stupid bitch mudblood. Thought she was above him. No one was above him.

She had learned that, or she would.

Why was he even thinking of her? Draco had other issues to turn his attention to. Only two more nights left at Hogwarts. Tomorrow was some kind of student ceremony thing. There was a dance tomorrow too. Dances, they were a laugh. And they were below Draco.

Draco entered the common room. Blaise and Pansy were fighting. Blaise said he was so over Pansy. He lied.
It was pathetic really. How much Blaise gave up, how much emotion he showed, weakness, all for a girl. Draco would never even think of doing anything like that for a girl.

Blaise finished and stormed out of the dorm. He glanced up at Draco and shrugged. Draco just rolled his eyes. Weakness. Draco was anything but weak.

Love wasn't real.

Draco controlled his emotion. His eyes were blank. Those gray orbs gave away nothing.
"You know your killing him." Draco muttered. It was the least he could do for his best friend. This had to end.

Pansy turned to Draco. He had noticed her. He never noticed her. Her eyes shone with admiration and lust.

"Killing who?" She asked innocently.

"Blaise. You don't notice. He always watches you. He cares about you. You just push him away and ignore him." Draco wondered what the hell he was doing. This was none of his business. He didn't care, but He was tired of Blaise being depressed and moping around. Pansy thought that was rich coming from his. Ignoring people. He had no idea what he did to her....

Blaise though. Pansy never sparred Blaise a second glance. He was hot. He was sweet. Something rare in Slytherin. He wasn't Draco though.

Pansy didn't need Draco. She could live without him. Couldn't she?

(A/N don't worry this is Draco/ Hermione... it's just there are more people in the world then just them)

Harry walked towards Ginny. She was sitting in the common room reading. Her knees up on the couch beside her. One strand of hair fell innocently in front of her face. Harry sat down beside her.

"What you reading?" He asked.

"Mmm..." She put the book down. "A book. What are you doing?" "Watching you read a book." "Well. I think that I want to go outside." Ginny said suggestively. "Coming?" "Of course." Ginny and Harry walked through the castle holding hands. They walked out the front doors and towards the lake.

Ginny sat down, brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her hands around them. Harry sat beside her so she was leaning against him.

"I could stay like this forever." Ginny muttered. "I don't want to be here without you next year." "I want to be here next year, with you." Harry stared at the lake. "Life is much simpler here. It's all about school work and friends and....." Harry paused.

"When I go out there. Away from Hogwarts, everyone will be watching me. They all expect me to finish what I started. There is so much pressure. I don't care what they think. What do the expect of me. I'm just a normal kid. I didn't ask for any of it!"

Ginny turned to Harry. She took her hands off her knees and wrapped her hands around his waist.

They just sat like that. Happy to be in each others presence. Trying to ignore the future. The fact that their happy existence was being shattered my an impending war.

(A/N screw Ron... he just got cut from story.... fine I'll include him at some point)

Hermione looked out the window. She could see the lake, and Ginny and Harry. She would never have that. Someone to comfort her, to understand her. She sighed in frustration. No one even thought that's what she wanted. They all thought all she cared about was studding, or school. No one bothered to find out what she was really like.

In the summer she was a different person. Without classmates to judge and taunt her, she could be herself. In the summer, she didn't care, she wore what she wanted. She did what she wanted. In the summer there was no one standing in the corner judging her. Weighing her in their minds to see if she was worth anything. Taking one look at her and deciding she was ugly, or stupid, or a mudblood. The latter stung. She pretended it meant nothing. Every time she was called a mudblood, it was proof she was inferior. It was like stabbing her then twisting the knife. It never got better. It hurt just as much every time.

Hermione hide the pain. It was easier that way. She trusted few, and rarely told anyone her troubles.
And when she did want to talk to someone. They didn't want to listen. So was the story of her life.
Hermione grabbed a book out of her bag. Books were good. She read to escape. The characters always had a happy ending. Their lives were exciting and breathtaking. Not like her own.

About half a book later Ginny walked in. There was a bounce in her step. The bounce of being happy, because of someone else. Hermione thought that she would never have that bounce.

"I think I'm falling in love with Harry." Ginny exclaimed. Her eyes glazed over with happiness.

"It's called falling for a reason." Hermione thought to herself.

"I thought you already loved him?" Hermione asked, one eyebrow raised.

"I really, really liked him. I think I love him now though. I have to go find Lavender. She has this gorgeous white dress she said I could borrow." Ginny said goodbye and happily skipped away.
Hermione sighed and sank farther into her silent revere.

Ron walked into the common room and saw Hermione reading. That's all she seemed to do. It made her happy, he thought. (A/N guys they never think)

Ron was suppose to go to Pansy's tonight. He was torn. She was gorgeous, but it was wrong. She was Slytherin. Frustration he ran up to his dorm and threw himself on to his bed. After a while he got up to go and "visit" Pansy.

Draco went out to find Blaise. Damn love-sick bastard. Who was actually stupid enough to fall for a girl. Blaise apparently.

After searching for a while he found him, outside by the lake. Draco sat down and didn't say anything for several minutes.

"She didn't know." Draco said. He stared at the lake and tried to ignore what was obviously a couple who were "busy" 50 meters over.

"She did. She just doesn't care about me the way I do about her. I don't even know why I do. She never even looks at me twice. She's never fell for a guy. I don't know if she will, at least not for me. She's so sober and cold. She's like you. It's all fake."

"What. I'm not fake. What are you talking about?" Draco asked. "And she didn't know. She does now though."

"You are fake. You have this mask on, you don't let anyone see anything. I can never tell what your thinking, or how you feel." Blaise starting playing with the grass on the ground.

Draco's eyes softened. Blaise was his best friend. Otherwise Draco wouldn't have bother with helping him and crap. Blaise was so in love with Pansy he was blind. Blaise helped him before. It was his turn to help now.

"True." Draco muttered.

"Anyways. Pansy slept with Weasly. She obviously doesn't care if she would rather be with him than me." "Blaise if she slept with Weasly I think she has no taste."

"Maybe."

"I'm going in. You coming?" Draco asked.

"No. I'll go in later." Blaise said looking up at the sky.

Draco said a few words then left.

Ron went up to Pansy's dorm. He knew the password, and it was late so few people were up.

When he got to Pansy's room she was a asleep.

Ron decided to let her sleep. He looked at her. She was so innocent and her guards were down. She was so vulnerable.

She was on top of her covers. Her blonde hair was spread out behind her. He thought she was so beautiful.

He got up and left.

(OK PEOPLE I NEED VOTES SHOULD IT BE PANSY AND RON OR BLAISE... or should they all just die?)

Draco walked back into the heads common room and threw himself on a couch. Blaise. Who had always been so smart, but would give up anything in a second for Pansy.

Draco closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep when the mudblood stormed in. Damn friggen bitch, interrupting his sleep.

Hermione was ignoring Draco and was about to walk up to her dorm, yawn, when Draco asked, "Do you think I'm fake?"

"What?" 'So tired.'

"Do you think I'm fake? Blaise says I hide behind a mask and don't show emotion."

Hermione was starting to wonder if he was stoned or hammered.

She sat down on the couch beside him.

"Why did you kiss me?"

"I don't know." Draco anwsered.
"Okay....... I don't think your a faker. You just have trust issues." (like me hehe)

"Trust issues." Draco muttered. Half asleep. "I suppose your happy in your world of books." "

Really. How could anyone be happy living other peoples lives."

"What..." Draco started to fall asleep.

"I don't know." Hermione said as the stress caught up to her. She hadn't noticed. She was exhausted. She could just close her eyes. Just for a moment then she would get up and........

Next chapter they wake up... next chapter will be mainly Draco/ Hermione

Pansy with Ron or Blaise.... R&R Thank you all...