Just a little Dramione songfic, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter I do not own. Talk like Yoda I must.
Italics are Hermione's thoughts while bold are Draco's, guess what bold italics are. Yep you're right, both of em.
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Hermione stood on the balcony on the Astronomy tower. It was definitely somewhere in the early hours of the morning, but she just couldn't sleep. Harry's invisibility cloak was folded under her arm as she looked up at the stars, thinking of an encounter with a certain blond Slytherin earlier in the day.
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He's the bane of my existence; the one I love to hate.
But you can't change the workings, the strange ways of fate.
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Down in the dungeons, Draco couldn't sleep. Why couldn't he stop thinking about her? He had unfortunately met Wonder Boy and Weasel on his way to Potions, but somehow Hermione looked ...different this time. And for some reason, that minuscule glance had stuck his thoughts to her more firmly than a permanent Sticking Charm.
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She's an annoying bookworm, the one I can't abide.
But every time I'm not with her, I want to be by her side.
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But honestly, she really couldn't stand him.
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Every night, every day, he gets in my way.
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Argh! She wouldn't even let him sleep!
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Can't you see I want to be alone?
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So why did sudden unwanted feelings spark up in one glance?
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But he's my Guardian Angel, the one by my side.
She's my Guardian Angel, my trusted confide.
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Why did he suddenly notice the way her hair would fall down the side of her face, or her smile and the trust in her eyes when she looked at one of her two sidekicks?
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She has the hope of a new day, the beauty of sunrise.
Hers is the face of the Angel, that walks in my dreams.
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Why did she feel slightly giddy whenever she thought of the way his eyes had pieced hers?
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He has hair of pale gold, eyes of the moonlight.
His is the face of the Angel, that fights off my fiends.
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Draco couldn't help but think of what his father, or his Slytherin friends would say if they could hear him think these treacherous thoughts out loud. He laughed dryly. Was their opinion so important to him?
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In my dreams I'll stay, every night I'll pray.
That my Angel will return to me.
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The best thing to do would just to forget, go back to sleep and deny it, even to herself, that she had ever thought of him (not as a git) even for a moment.
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'Cause she's my Guardian Angel, the one by my side.
He's my Guardian Angel, my trusted confide.
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But it hadn't just been tonight, had it? Oh no, both of them had thoughts like this before, and their annoying inner voices would not let them forget it. But, there was no point in believing that anything could change their situation, they were as opposite as fire and ice. Nothing could ever happen between them, and they both knew that.
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He's the one I loathe but adore.
The one I love but abhor.
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The one whose path is denied to me.
They're my Guardian Angel, that's the way it will stay.
They're my Guardian Angel, ... and I wouldn't want it any other way.
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Smiling slightly, Hermione withdrew from the balcony and ducked under the cloak, making her way back to Gryffindor Tower while, several floors below Draco slipped into a peaceful sleep with a grin on his face.
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Dada! Hope you liked it. :D By the way, this song (which I made up myself, I'm so proud!) fits very loosely to the song; Way to your Love, which I of course, do not own.