Chapter Two
The week past rather quickly for Hermione. She spent it having fun with her Muggle friends, you know normal teenage stuff. Yes, Hermione does have friends outside of Hogwarts, she didn't just shut herself up all summer reading. How dense did you think she was? The 'normal teenage' aspect of her seemed to drain out of her when she was at Hogwarts. Never did she step out of line there…well not too far at least. Harry and Ron often dragged her into the mess, they always seemed to get out of it though. Hermione was a quick witted witch, very clever and charming. It was her that normally found a way out. Her vast knowledge helped them out immensely. You see, the true reason she was always shut up in the library, reading or doing homework, was because she didn't feel like she fit in. She wanted to keep things simple, so she wouldn't end up lonely. Yes, even the infamous Hermione Granger, part of the Golden Trio, was afraid of being lonely. True, she had great friends, Ron and Harry had always been there for her. But their was certain things she knew they wouldn't understand. If she told them that she liked anybody (not that there was anyone per say) they'd be all over him, with threats of murder. And just what did that tell a guy? Most would think it was just too much trouble and forget about her. Hermione had been so hard on herself lately, it was eating her up on the inside.
If she just lightened up a bit, and took a chance with someone, she would see a side of them she never thought she could….
Draco on the other hand, never really changed his ways from when he was at the Manor to when he was at school. Basically, they were the same to him. In both places no one cared. No one was there to look deeper then the surface of his looks. Yeah, their was the occasional time his mother took her eyes off the bloody mirror and said something nice to him, but other then that there was nothing. There was nothing but lonely days and nights at that cold manor he so much hated as to call home. No warmth, no one to give two shits on whether he ate properly, took showers, or even brush his bloody teeth. School seemed only get worse. There were several Slytherin girls swooning over him, but none of them really cared, they just wanted to shag him. They never looked past his looks to whom he really was. And to be quite blunt, they disgusted him. Okay, so there was the occasional time he would shag Pansy (a man has his needs you know) but other then that everything else those girls said about him was a lie. He kept up this bad boy act only for a few reasons, one being it entertained him to no end, and the second, just like Hermione, he didn't want to end up lonely. He knew if he ever told anyone this they would think he was a softie, then make fun of him and a Malfoy never let someone see his weakness. It would be the death of him. Who knew he'd find comfort in the most unobvious of places. Either way though, this week seemed like it would never end.
If he just lightened up a bit and took a chance with someone, he would see a side of them he never thought he could…
A/N: Sorry this one is SUPER short, but it was necessary so you could get to know what Draco and Hermione are thinking. R&R if you want to see another chapter:) Next one will be longer, promise.
Thanks to obsezzionzzz for the wonderful review! I wanted to wait for more but…I'm a very impatient person. I was planning on going more in depth on their feelings this chapter anywho:) I had it pre-written.