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The lyrics below are " Behind Blue Eyes " by Limp Bizkit

The reason I posted the enitre song on here is because I really feel as though it's Draco's theme song. I liked it and I don't particularly like Limp Bizkit but I love this song.

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies

No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like I do, and I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies

No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.

Time ticked slowly until the end of Arithmany class and Draco was squirming in his seat. Today would be the day, the day he asked Hermione to be his date to the ball. He'd admired Hermione for some time now and it wasn't until he became friends with Serena did he have the courage to step up to his feelings. He knew there was no turning back, Serena had made sure of that. As soon as the professor dismissed class, Draco shot out the door like a bullet and ran down the hall to Hermione's afternoon class. He prayed that she wasn't going to be with anyone, especially Ron or Harry. He crept along the wall and stood on the bricks that were opposite of the door. His palms were sweaty and his heart raced, threatening to stop at any given time. He couldn't lose his nerve, what was this? A Malfoy being nervous? It was unfathomable. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he caught sight of Hermione in the sea of students passing by. Swiftly he walked up behind her and gently grabbed her elbow.

"Can we talk? "He said smoothly, not losing some of his arrogance.

Hermione's eyes were wide with shock. "What do you want, Malfoy? "

"Two minutes. That's all I want. "Draco replied.

"What makes you think I should give you the time of day? "Hermione retorted.

Draco sighed softly, " You have a good heart and you have that entire philosphy of giving people a second chance. "

Hermione looked stumped for a moment but then nodded and allowed Draco to lead her into a more secluded part of the hallway. He reassured Hermione that no one would pay them any mind.

"Alright, Malfoy. What's this all about? "Hermione crossed her arms over her chest. She'd had to many experiences with Malfoy and she knew that she should tread lightly around him.

"Well, I wanted to ask you something. Something I am sure that you will say no too. First, I want you to know that I am truly sorry for my behavior the past six years. It was wrong and I understand that. I am willing to admit my faults. I especially shouldn't have called you a mudblood. That was really horrible and I hope you can forgive me for that. Can you? "Draco sounded almost desperate.

Hermione could do nothing more then blink and the blond that stood in front of her. Since when did Draco Malfoy, of all people, come begging for forgiveness. What was this changed that coursed through his mind and body. Hermione looked into Draco's steel grey eyes. They were still cold, but Hermione saw something in them that she'd never seen before. Truth and desperation. Could it be that Lucius Malfoy had pushed his son so much into believing his morals that Draco had come to terms with the error of his ways? Hermione couldn't be sure that it was the reason alone but she believed that a person's eyes were the windows to their souls and she saw something new. A new made over soul. How could she not forgive him.

"Yes, Malfoy. I forgive you. "She said finally.

Draco sighed in relief. "Great! That's great. Now, what I really wanted to talk to you about is that we're both single and we don't have dates to the ball. I was wondering if...maybe you would like to be my date. "

Hermione took a moment to comprehend the words the came quickly tumbling out of Draco's mouth. She couldn't help but smile. She couldn't deny the fact that he was gorgeous and now he seemed so different. Still she was weary.

"How do I know if this isn't some scheme that you've concocted with your nasty little friends. A way to render me helpless and embarrass me in front of the entire student body? "Her tone was almost malevolent and it made Draco wince.

"It's not like that. I barely talk to any of them anymore and believe it or not, I have admired you for quite some time now. I was to chicken shit to say anything to you until now. Serena helped me with that. "Draco explained.

Suddenly the pieces fit. Draco was the boy Serena had been talking about. Somehow she felt that if Serena could trust Draco then maybe she should give him the chance.

"Alright Malfoy. I'll be your date to the ball but allow me to warn you that if you even so much as consider hurting or embarrassing me, then I will make sure that you regret your existence. "Hermione smiled faintly.

Draco's face broke out into a genuine smile that made him even better looking that what he was. Hermione nearly melted on the spot.

"This is great. So I'll meet you by the doors of the Great Hall at eight o'clock? "

Hermione nodded. " I'll see you then. Have a good day, Malfoy.

She turned to go. " Hermione wait. "Draco yelled after her. To his relief she turned around. "Please call me Draco. "

"Goodbye, Draco. "

Draco could barely control his excitement as he nearly skipped down the hall to his next class. He felt that a huge weight had been lifted off his chest and he was free to do anything. He didn't even care what his father might think when he found out and he knew that his mother was an understanding woman. He had no worries. Everything was going just right.

That night at dinner, Serena took her usual seat next to Harry with a big grin on her face. Harry raised an eyebrow at his girlfriend as she piled food on her plate. It still amazed him how much the girl could eat and not gain an ounce.

"What are you so happy about? "He asked finally.

Serena shrugged heartily. "Let's just say the mission is complete. "

Harry sighed heavily. He knew exactly what that meant. Malfoy had invited Hermione to the ball and she had happily accepted. Oh he dreaded the moment when Ron found out. He wanted to be far, far away from the vacinity of Hogwarts when that happened. He looked to his best friend with sad eyes. He was chatting happily with Leah, whom he'd asked to the ball but he knew that Ron was still aching inside from his break up with Hermione. Serena and Harry had not objected to Ron and Leah attending the ball together but they had had the common sense to warn them both. Leah knew what pain Ron was going through and had wanted no more then a platonically good time at the ball. She wasn't stupid enough to expect anything more. Harry sighed again and turned to his plate, pushing the food on it around for a minute. Maybe it wasn't his problem at all and he shouldn't worry about it. However, as soon as Ron heard the news he was going to go ballistic and how could Harry lie and say he knew nothing. The only defense he could think of was that Serena, Hermione and Draco were their own people and he can't control their actions. That at least was the truth. Still, it didn't ease his mind. Finally, he decided to put his mind off of that topic and ate dinner quietly. After all, something was coming that he was dreading above all other things. Serena was going home soon.