Behind her smile

A/N: Okay, this fic may look very familiar for the ones who have read my fics, and that's because I've decided to re-write IT. I really like the general idea of this fic but I have to admit that I did a very poor job when it comes to writing it. So I changed it all and now it's, well--- basically it's the same idea, but written differently. I, personally, like this version much more.

Well, hope u all like the new behind her smile. Read and Review, pls!!

Disclaimer: (I always 4get to put this, lol.) I do not own Harry Potter. It's all J.K's idea. I only own the plot, which BTW is totally my idea. (no ppl, I didn't get it from the movie thirteen!!!)

DRACO'S POV.

"Come here, Draco!" Pansy said to me with her arms open as if she was a little girl waiting for her dad to pick her up. And I've got to admit that it was a very tempting offer. She was sitting in her bed with her legs crossed, and her mini skirt that barely covered her legs and panties. Her white school blouse was unbuttoned and she wasn't wearing a bra.

I have known Pansy almost my whole life. Her parents are my father's friends. I've always kinda had a crush on Pansy. Not a huge crush, but enough to feel attracted to her. She had always had THE body to seduce boys. And I knew it. I, myself, am no ugly guy. In fact I kinda have a lady's man reputation. I've never felt strongly about anyone, if you don't count Pansy. Personally, I don't even think love exists. Like for example, my dad always told my mother that he loved her, and vise versa. But they both had affairs with other people.

Love, for me, is good sex, or lots of money. At least that's what I have learned. You can hate someone but when you offer them money they'll treat you like a god. And don't people always say I love you when they have good sex? I know, I have been told that lots of times.

Anyways, back to Pansy. I have never, ever, had sex with her; nor have I kissed her, or touched her. For me Pansy was like the golden goal. The trophy I would receive when it was time. Well, now it was time. There she was sitting on her bed waiting for me to have sex with her. This was the major leagues. And I didn't even want to get near the bitch.

Harsh, I know. But it just didn't seem right to be with her. And I know I've done lots of bad stuff, but this one felt pretty bad. Like half of me was saying: 'Go and sleep with her, what are you waiting for, loser?', but the other half was telling me: 'Don't do it! She's not worth it and you know it! C'mon, run away from her, what are you waiting for, loser?'

"Draaaco! Come here baby, I'm waiting!" She said with a bitchy tone. She stood up and grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and kissed me. A deep, passionate kiss. Slowly her hands started to unbutton my shirt. And I started to get really nervous.

Then I was shirtless and her hands were on my pants' fly. Bye, bye pants, and off they go.

Pansy is all over me now. Her hands are dragging me closer to her: Closer to the bed. Until finally we're on the bed. She manages to turn around and now she's on top of me.

Now, normally, I will be more that happy about this. But now . . . I was kinda scared to be honest.

But scared of Pansy? It was so unreal. Yet it was just what I was feeling.

Just when Pansy was kissing my neck I managed to say something. "N-No" I whispered loudly enough for her to hear me. Pansy stopped and looked at me puzzled.

"No? No what?" She said confused.

"Don't do it" I said shyly.

"Don't do what?" Pansy sat on the bed again. "Don't you want to have sex?"

The word "no" was out of my mouth before I could even think of an answer.

"What...? Huh...?" She was asking as if I could read her mind and find out the endings of each question.

I stood up and grabbed my shirt and my pants. "So that's it, huh? You're whole life you've been begging me to take you, and now you're just gonna turn me down? Geez Draco, what the fuck is wrong with you?"

She was right, what's wrong with me?? No idea but there's no time to wonder. I need to leave the room....

I put on my clothes and walk towards the door.

"You can't just leave me here. I'm—I'm Pansy Parkinson!" Pansy yelled after me.

And just as I was leaving I hear her say: "I'll get you Draco! I always get what I want, and I want you! Go ahead; you can run but you can't hide. And sooner or later you're gonna understand what a big mistake you did and gonna come begging me to take you back. On day—"

"Oh, shut up already" I interrupted her annoyed.

"Just wait till everybody hears that the great Draco Malfoy got scared of Pansy Parkinson!" and then she laughed. An evil, ice cold laugh.

I stopped at the door. Once again she was right. What was everyone going to say? Maybe I was acting very odd, but not oddly enough so that I couldn't care what other people might think , or about my reputation.

I turned and walked towards her.

"Yeah, that's more likely . . . . . . Come here big guy" Pansy said with a smile on her face.

I took my wand out of my pocket and pointed it at her.

"What the f—" "Obliviate!" I interrupted her. She fell on the bed. I arranged her clothes on her so it would look like I was never there and she had fell asleep alone.

Then I left the room hoping I'd never had to come back.

It was late at night. But I really didn't want to go to my dorm where Zabini will be waiting for me to tell him what had happened with Pansy. What would I tell him? That I got scared and ran away? I don't think so.

So I decide to go to the only place I could think at the moment: The Astronomy Tower. After all nobody ever goes there, right? Wrong. Just as I entering to the Tower I heard a noise. Kind of like sobbing. More specifically; like a girl crying.

I quietly searched for her. Then I see a figure sitting on the floor, looking at the floor crying.

And then it hit me who she was . . . "Granger? What are you doing here? And why on earth are you crying?" I asked Hermione. Hermione jumped and wiped her eyes quickly.

After a while she managed to speak:

"I am not crying. And I think the question is what are you doing here?" Her voice was breaking and her eyes were red and puffy. So obviously she had been crying.

"I—I just wanted a little of fresh air" I lied.

"Yeah right. At the middle of the night? I don't think so." She said all bossy.

"Well, as I couldn't sleep I decided to go out" I lied again.

"Are you aware that you are breaking about 10 ruled by being here?"

"Well yeah but . . . —Hey! You're here too!" I said.

"I, unlike you, am a Head Girl. So I have all the right to be making guard and keeping an eye for students that are out of bed" Hermione said in a very annoying tone.

"I don't think sneaking out to cry counts as 'keeping an eye on students' does it?" I said. And this time I won. She couldn't get out of that one, surely.

Hermione looked as if she wanted to say something but nothing occurred to her.

"Okay you caught me!" She finally said. "I won't tell, if you don't tell either, ok?"

"Deal" I said hoping she was an honest girl.

Silence. Then I spoke "So... I guess that if you're not telling and me neither, I can sit here and get the fresh air I came for" I said as I sat down.

She looked at me puzzled but then apparently decided to let go whatever she wanted to say.

We sat there not talking to each other. Then I looked at her. She wasn't looking at me, she was just kinda in deep thought. And that's when I realized. Hermione Granger was known by her attitude. You could say that she was kind of like Pansy; always with boys around her: boys wanting her.

But she, unlike Pansy, seemed perfect in every way. She had good friends, good grades, she was popular, she had a great body and appearance, she was sexy, and she was always very confident. She knew just what to say make guys fall crazily in love with her. She was easily the most popular girl in school.

And there she was. Sitting next to me, and she had been crying. Of all the people of school, she was the last one I would have expected to see crying.

"So..." I said.

"So? So what?" Hermione asked.

"So, why were you crying?" I was dying of curiosity.

"I believe that's none of your business is it?" Hermione told me.

"Fine, be like that!" I said.

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"fine!"

"F—"

"Argh! Stop it! I'm leaving!" She interrupted me and stood up.

"Yeah, well, me too!" I said standing up too. I felt like such a little kid. We both left.

HERMIONE'S POV (next in that same night) I ran to my room and gave the password to the Witch of the portrait.

"Aren't you supposed to be in bed?" The witch told.

"Yeah, well, I'm a Head Girl, and I was guarding something . . . " I lied. Why was everyone so interested in my life?? Couldn't I just sneak out a bit?

"Oh, I see" The witch said, still not quite believing me.

"Just let me in, okay?" I told her angrily. The portrait swung open letting me in.

The Head Common Room was empty, as it always was at this hour. No surprise, since I shared it with Ernie McMillian. He was a nice guy and all, but sometimes he was just too nice. He cared a lot about school. Like he always needed to rest, so the next day he would be in his full self to study and learn! I admit it, I have good grades. After all, I am a Head Girl. But lately, or more specifically; this last year, I haven't been paying enough attention in school.

I used to study every day after dinner and sometimes after school too. But now, I spend my free time with Andrew (my boyfriend) or with some other boy.

And at night I go up to the Astronomy Tower . . . I entered my room and shut the door. It had been long day, and a long night. And I felt kinda sad.

I opened the first drawer of my night table and grabbed my scissors. I've always kept them there. Along with my compass, and some pocket knives.

My scissors are special. They're not like the common scissors that barely cut paper. This scissors are very sharp. Sharp enough to cut thought skin. I lifted the sleeve of my blouse and made a little cut with the scissors, then sighed. God it felt good.

I watched the blood pour out of the cut.

A tear fell down my cheek. I guess it was because of the pain. Yeah, it did hurt. But for me pain was good. Pain on the outside makes me forget about the pain on the inside.

Next to the cut I just did, there were about 10 more. In each arm.

Some weren't cuts anymore, some were just scars. I could remember almost every cut; at the time I had done them, and why I'd done them.

I like to imagine my blood is my problems, and when I cut it's not just blood leaving my body, but all my problems too.

If someone in the school knew about this, they wouldn't believe it. After all I am little Miss Confident to everyone. Everybody thinks I'm so sure about myself, when I don't really think I know who I am. Everybody's constantly watching . . . And I need to be perfect for them. Otherwise how can they like me? Would Andrew like me if he knew how insecure I am? Would my friends? I don't think so. Perfection is my direction, 'cause in the end that's all that's left. And that's my motto. Besides if people knew I was cutting myself, they would freak and probably send me to St. Mungo's. I am not crazy. And I do not need help.

Tonight had been really, really close. I'm glad I forgot my scissors here. What would've Draco done if he had caught me cutting myself?

I sighed. People just don't understand. Cutting isn't bad. On the contrary, if I wouldn't cut, I think I'd crack. Cutting is the perfect drug:

I don't hurt other people when I do it,

I do not turn crazy,

It's free,

And most importantly;

it works.

A/N: for old reviewers: teehee, like my chapter? Different? Yeah, it's different, but I like it. Tell me what u think, please.

As for the people that are reading my fic for the first time: I bet you didn't expect that about Draco, huh? Or that about Hermione? I know the beginning is a little weird and twisted, and I know I'm crazy for making Hermione do that, but it'll get better. Oh, yeah, and remember that this is fan FICTION! Hopefully, this will never happen in the books.

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