A/N: I was watching Mona Lisa Smile and I thought of this...so here goes nothin'. Its not gonna be long, I can tell you that right now, I don't know why but I'm in the mindset of writing short things because I spent a good part of the afternoon writing two long chapters of TTF.

Mona Lisa

"Hermione!" Harry yelled as he followed quickly behind the swiftly walking brunette. "Where are you going??" He called after her.

She stopped and turned around. "Go fuck off Harry! Just fuck off" Hermione's eyes glittered with tears she was holding back. Confusion set in on Harry's face and he stopped and looked at her, realizing that she didn't want him to 'help' her anymore. So he didn't. He nodded and turned slowly on his heel mumbling a 'sorry'.

Hermione turned and continued the other way as tears streamed down her face. She began toward the one place she could be alone. The library. She walked timidly through the library door and went to her favorite table in the back of the library. She sat down and pulled a book out of her bag, not really reading at all. She heard someone behind her but paid no mind, until she heard his voice.

"Hello there Ms. Mona Lisa" It was the infamous voice of Draco-flipping-Malfoy. Just the person Hermione wanted to talk to right now.

Hermione made no movement and she had no idea what he took that as but he sat down next to her no less.

"No greeting Mona Lisa?" he questioned with that stupid smirk on his face.

"Oh fuck off Malfoy" she replied trying to concentrate on her book.

"You don't get it do you?" He nodded the smirk turning into one of those "I-know-something-you-don't" smiles. He winked through his glasses.

"Oh well Holy Great One, do tell!" she replied sarcastically, and glancing out the window noticing a slight lunar eclipse. She smiled to herself realizing that Malfoy was only going insane because of the full moon.

"Mona Lisa, you're smart you've had to have seen it. You are my Mona Lisa." He nodded as though it was obvious.

"Oh I'm so graced to be Draco Malfoy's anything!" She rolled her eyes and smiled, "is that all Malfoy?"

"Hermione, you don't understand what I'm saying, do you? I'm saying that I see beyond your smile so please stop faking it."

Now she looked at him curiously. He continued. "Have you ever really looked at Mona Lisa? She's smiling, but is she really happy? That doesn't matter because the artist is happy. Mona Lisa's eyes gave her away. They are beautiful and mysterious, and...the most beautiful ones I have ever seen." He said as he moved closer to Hermione's face. "She was beautiful not because she was happy, but because you could tell that she wasn't, and you can see..." He cut himself off by placing a kiss on Hermione's lips and she knew that he was right.

When he broke the kiss he smiled and said "You'll always be my Mona Lisa Hermione. I wish I could make you happy, because you want to be, not because other people want you to be"

Mona lisa, mona lisa, men have named you
You're so like the lady with the mystic smile
Is it only 'cause you're lonely they have blamed you?
For that mona lisa strangeness in your smile?

Do you smile to tempt a lover, mona lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
They just lie there and they die there
Are you warm, are you real, mona lisa?
Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art?

A/N: It's stupid, and there will be a repost of this but um yes, that's it for now. I promise there will be a repost!