Don't own anything...still, probably going to stay that way for a while too.
Well you're saying that you're playing.
Well you're saying that you're playing but you're faking.
Well you're swinging to the rhythm pointing to the good looking.
But it's coming to the surface you're only crossing and fading.
Well you're expecting to look sharp and needing to have class.
But all I can see is you nodding your head fast.
Thinking you're impressing everybody when you look bored.
But I'm knowing what you're doing is proving you're a big fraud.
Hermione couldn't believe her luck. When Draco, yes it must be Draco now, she thought sadly, had told her why he was there so early she'd denied it. She couldn't believe it, it was simply impossible. The boy had no qualities whatsoever that would even put him on the list to be Head boy. She was mad, really mad. The fact that the bouncing ferret, no Draco now, was bounding down the step's behind her and pushing her to go faster ever other step didn't help her outlook on the situation.
"Malfoy! If you push me one more time I'm going to.." she started, only to be cut off by the smug faced Slytherin rasing an eyebrow at her.
"You'll what get us both demoted?" he asked smoothly, like how his 'fall' down the stairs would go with no witnesses around to see it.
"I..I, nothing." she said, hating the thought that he made her tongue tied.
She was a reasonable girl, no reason for her to blow her top over something as simple as...
"Stop pushing me! I'm going to fall if you keep it up!" she hissed at him again, noting the smirk he usually kept on lock on his face absent, replaced with a look of mild confusion.
"Then move down the stairs, Granger. You've been standing there for an hour." he said with a unnecessary sigh, he completed the bored five year old act with an eye roll.
"Don't over-dramatize things, Malfoy." she muttered, once again taking up the task of getting down the stairs without hexing the wizard behind her.
"I don't over-dramatize." he complained the last few steps.
"Then you don't, either way... shut up." she said before turning around and walking to the portrait for the Head's common room.
"A lion and a snake?" he asked from behind her.
What was he, a lost puppy that followed the first person he saw.
"Excellent deduction, Malfoy." she said, rolling her eyes and waiting for him to retort, which he did.
"That makes no sense, the snake would bite the lion, injecting it with it's poison then eat it after it dies." the bundle of sunshine said, now standing beside her.
"Well aren't you just the welcome wagon." she said turning to face him. "It's supposed to symbolize the houses of Slytherin and Gryffindor living in peace with each other, she explained carefully.
"Well I can see that, Granger. It's just idiotic that the old bat would even think that would depict reality.
"Alright it's been lovely getting to know you. I'll see you at the first meeting for the ball." she called over her shoulder as she headed to her room.
"That's in a month." he called after her.
"That's the idea." she called back, reaching her door and opening it to view the room she'd left to go to the meeting in Dumbledore's office.
She'd been there for a couple day's, learning about the castle first hand instead of a book, that was now, believe it or not, was collecting dust on her desk. She heard muffled voices from the common room she and the... the thing shared. It was to early for Pansy to be here, she thought. She went to the door and peeked out, startled to find a head in the fireplace, talking to Malfoy. She looked a little closer to see the head was Lucius Malfoy, his voice raised the longer he talked to his offspring.
"You will be joining us, Son." he said in a matter of fact voice.
"Father, I'm in school. I couldn't possibly get away from school work every time that....thing..."
"The Dark Lord!" his father roared at him.
"Yeah, 'Dark Lord'" the younger Malfoy continued "has an itch that needs scratching, or something else that need's tended to. I'm not a servant, Father." he finished, smirking as his father's head started to turn a horrible shade of red, from the fire she was sure.
Hermione sighed and decided to make her presence known. She stepped out of her room and called to Malfoy before walking fully into the room.
"Malfoy, do you know where the bathroom is?" she asked, not knowing why she was getting him out of a very uncomfortable situation.
He looked at her with disgust and then turned to his father again.
"As you see, I have something to do. Go away." he spat at his fathers head.
"I hope your hair catches fire." she muttered to herself.
"Draco, you told me the mudblood was gone." his father said with such venom that a balisk would quake in his path.
"No, I said she left the room." the boy said from behind her, smirking at his father.
Before anything else could be said the head disappeared and Hermione was left staring at an empty fireplace.
"Why are you out here, Granger?" he asked, knowing she wasn't looking for the bathroom when she went to sit on the couch.
"You needed help, you were in trouble." she said, wondering if she'd done the right thing.
"You thought I, Draco Alexander Malfoy, needed help?" he asked, apparently stunned.
"Well, yeah." she said after a hesitation. This wasn't Harry or Ron. Why had she done that. "Your father was yelling at you!" she defended, her chin going up a couple of notches.
"Listen to me, Granger. Never interfere like that again. It will be the last thing you do." he said, his accusing finger inches away from her face.
"Wouldn't dream of it, you arrogant prat." she said, her voice raising before she got off the couch. "I'm leaving before this goes any further."
"Ever get tired of taking the high road, Granger?" he asked, almost serious.
"Ever get tired of hanging on daddy's purse strings?" she shot back, totally serious.
"What are you talking about, Granger?" he roared at her, looking much like his father.
"That's the only possible explanation for you being Head boy, Malfoy!" she answered calmly. "I've seen you do no work in class, it doesn't make sense for you to be head boy when there are so many other boy's that deserved it." she continued, gauging his reaction the whole time.
"Well, Granger, look's like smart's do wear off in time. I'm top in our year, mudblood." he said with a liberal hint of pride in his voice.
"You mean second, Ferret, right behind me." she said smoothly before exiting to her room.
She smiled as she closed the door to her room and leaned on it. She'd done it. Finally told that over grown rat exactly what she'd thought. He didn't show the emotion but she was sure he was angry with her. 'Good' she thought to herself, 'now he know's how I feel all the time.'
Theres the newest chapter. The song was Steriogram 'on and on' incase you were wondering. leave some reviews for me pleaes:)!!!