A/N: Ok, so basically I have been an absolute bi-atch for not updating in so long. Even after you guys wrote such lovely reviews. So, as an apology, I'm going to answer the reviews people wrote for the last chapter.
XxXbloody nekoXxX: I love how you updated on each chapter one time. I absolutely LOVE you and hope you continue reviewing my chapters. (hint, hint, wink, wink)
INMH: Yup, ya gotta love Usher. Although the truth is I'm not the biggest fan of him. I only used "Yeah" because I wanted to add a bit of humor to the story. Everything just seemed too angsty.
Faith Maguire: I know in the book that Hermione will most likely end up with Ron. But hey, a girl can dream! And I really liked the music choices you recommended. If you read the chappie, you'll see one of your recommendations got chosen. I love the Killers.
koalainglasses: OMG! ACK! I LOVE your username. Nerdy koalas!
Mz Hellfire: Yes, it's really frightening how people are so obsessed with Usher. I have a friend who owns an Usher vibrator. Ack! Too much information! I'm sorry if I scarred you for life.
Prongs-gurl202113: I can tell from your username that you're a big fan of James Potter. And I really like your signature. Thanks Rebecca!
Icy-Queen: Thanks for the review! I'm glad I made you laugh! Although, sadly, this chappie will have a bit of angst in it. (bashes head on keyboard)
I'll Be Seein' You: Don't worry. I don't hate you for disliking rap. I'm not the BIGGEST fan of rap (I'm more of an alternative rock and emo chick) but I felt that it was a good song because it seemed like something Seamus would NEVER sing. And thanks for the recommendation!
Charm12: I'm glad you liked the "summer" bit. I'm glad you liked the song I picked. I don't LOVE Usher but I completely respect him as an artist.
cestmoi-lily: Ack! I adore your username. Love how you incorporated the French.
Ariana the musical genius: Hmmm…this may be a hunch, but I'm guessing your name is Ariana? And you're a musical genius? I really appreciated your comment because I always love it when people call me a good writer. It's the biggest compliment I could ever get.
BrennaM: Lol, yes! I LOVE Neville and I'm always sad WHEN J.K. Rowling makes him seem like such a loser in the books. I decided to make him a little bit of a pimp in the last chappie.
LazyLacy: I'm glad you liked my music choice. Also, I'm lazy too so I'm happy we both share that characteristic.
LaLa-the-Panda: Love your username! Go Pandas! They're so cute and cuddly. Glad you thought the last chapter was funny.
mello80: I'm glad you thought the chapter was hilarious and LMFAO-worthy. And I know that this is…erm…kinda later but…HAPPY NEW YEAR!
There was one anonymous reviewer who asked me to incorporate a Perfect Circle song into my story. I'd just like to say that I'm thinking about it and I'm trying to see how I can fit it in. I can certainly tell that you're a big fan of them. You even wrote down the lyrics. :-D
Now…ON TO THE CHAPTER:
Draco's P.O.V.
I don't really know how long I paced up and down that bloody hallway. Just listening to the sound of my footsteps. It made me furious that that stupid Mudblood bitch could reduce me to such a state.
I'm a MALFOY, for Christ's sake. Once upon a time, I was the dreaded Slytherin Prince. Back then, I wouldn't even blink an eye if I kicked a puppy. Back then, I was the type of person you would go to if you wanted to make orphans cry.
But now…GAH! I'm going bloody soft. Jesus Christ Almighty, I can't stop thinking about her. Everywhere I go, there she is!
I saw her in my bloody cereal. MY CEREAL! DO YOU KNOW HOW DISTURBING IT IS TO EAT YOUR CHEERIOS AND THEN HAVE THE FACE OF YOUR EX-GIRLFRIEND STARING BACK AT YOU?
Yes I know that it's odd that I, Draco Malfoy: pureblood extraordinaire, would know what Cheerios were. Actually, I discovered them last year when my father almost had a heart attack because of his high cholesterol.
I know that it's a shock Lucius Malfoy has high cholesterol but it's true. It's genetic. That's why I always steer clear of sweets and red meat.
Anyway, Dobby went shopping and bought Cheerios because apparently it's supposed to reduce cholesterol and I just made a fucking soliloquy on cereal, didn't I? Bloody hell, SEE WHAT THAT MUDBLOOD IS DOING TO ME?
Wait…hold on. I hear someone coming…
Hermione's P.O.V.
I never meant for Harry and I to end up in the Slytherin area of Hogwarts. He was the one who suggested we take a stroll around Hogwarts. And the next thing I know, he's kissing me.
It's been a week since I told Harry that I liked him and we've been going out since. I should be happy. I mean, I have a wonderful, attentive, funny boyfriend who just happens to be the Boy-Who-Lived and the most sought after teenager in the world. Not that fame is important to me or anything. I've always been Harry's best friend no matter what.
But that's just it. I only think of him as a best friend. Not just a best friend. A BROTHER. But Harry apparently cares about me very deeply. Either that or it's male hormones.
Wherever I go, he's always there. It's actually rather creepy. When I leave the classroom for Ancient Runes, he's always standing there. Waiting for me. I mean, it's sweet but…really, really weird.
And I can't help but wish that the person kissing me right now wasn't Harry and was, instead, someone else. Someone with blonde hair and piercing silver eyes…
Harry's P.O.V.
What are you coming to me for? I'M BUSY RIGHT NOW!
Draco's P.O.V.
Imagine being pierced by twenty-five poison-tipped arrows. Then run over by a cement truck. Twice. Then having a herd of hippogriffs trample you. Along with that oaf, Hagrid. Yeah, he's pretty heavy. Now imagine that pain increased ten-fold.
That's how my heart feels right now.
I bet that wench planned this. I bet she begged Potter to come over to the Slytherin dungeons and snog. I bet she thought it'd be a real laugh to come over here and break my heart. Again.
You think I'm blind? I've seen them. I've seen them walk down the halls, holding hands. Kissing each other on the cheek. Sending each other loving glances.
Every single bloody time I've wanted to take my quill and stab it into Potter's skull whilst screaming, "YOU BLOODY ARSE, SHE'S MINE! MINE, YOU HEAR ME? MINE!"
But I can't. Because she dumped me.
It's not like I have NO bloody pride at all. I will NOT be made a fool of and come crawling on my knees, begging her to take me back.
I WILL NOT! YOU HEAR ME? I WILL NO-
What the bloody hell? What's going on? What's this sensation that I'm feel-NO. OH FUCK NO. Not now. NOT HERE. Not with the cow and the fucking Boy-Who-Lived sucking each other's faces several feet away from me!
End P.O.V.
A soft, flowing guitar riff echoed across the stone walls of the Slytherin dungeons. The smooth melody caused Hermione to jerk away from Harry's mouth, much to his disappointment.
"Hermione…what…"
"Harry. Do you hear that?"
"I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all…"
Hermione's eyes widened. She knew that voice! She snatched up Harry's hand and dragged him across the hallway. When she turned the corner, her eyes landed on a certain blonde Slytherin who was standing outside his common room and trying desperately to stop singing and say the password.
"It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss.."
Hermione stood there, gobsmacked while Harry stopped to catch his breath and stared at the Slytherin with confusion and disbelief.
"Malfoy?"
"Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his—chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go…"
Harry looked like he was going to vomit when he heard Draco's lyrics.
"Eww…who knew Malfoy was a voyeur?"
Hermione didn't respond. She bit her trembling bottom lip, attempting to quiet the sobs that were threatening to spill out of her mouth.
"I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside…"
A small crowd of people began gathering behind Harry and Hermione, all gaping at Malfoy as if he had three antennas poking out of his skull. Draco, at this point, had given up all hope of ever stopping his little performance and merely stood there, defeated. His hands were clenched into fists and a look of pure anguish was stretched across his features.
I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his—chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go…"
A majority of girls were crying at his lyrics, utterly moved by the strong emotion in his voice.
"Ohh…he's so sensitive." Parvati cooed.
Cause I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside
I never...
I never...
I never...
I never...
When the last few notes of the song were played, Draco immediately spat out the password to Slytherin and literally raced into the common room when the door opened. All the girls began twittering over how utterly sweet Draco was and soon left, gossiping and cooing.
Hermione continued to stand there, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I wonder who he was singing about." Neville suddenly stated.
"Well it's obviously not Hermione and me." Harry exclaimed.
"Why do you think that?"
"'Cause I don't smoke."
(A/N: Ba-dum-bum-psshh…)
"Hey, Harry. Is Hermione okay?"
"Oh my God, 'Mione! What happened? Why are you crying?"
"I-I…um…I'm just so h-happy…"
"About what?"
"Um…that…that you don't smoke. Nicotine is bad for you!"
"Oh. But 'Mione, I never smoked. Why would you be so happy about it now? Come to think of it, you're only crying after Malfoy's song. Does this have to do with the ferret? Hermione, tell me the tru-"
"Harry, let's snog!"
"Wha-MMPH!"
A/N: Hee-hee…Okay, so that was chapter seven! Yaaayyy! Hopefully you won't have to wait so long for the next one. The song was "Mr. Brightside" by the Killers. REVIEW!
