I don't own Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, well the list could go on and on. let's just say I own a computer.

I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who noticed?
I can't be the only one who's learned
I don't want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do
Is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
Can I have everyone's attention please?
If you're not like this and that, you're gonna have to leave

Draco sat at the desk in his room. There were once again piles of letters on one corner. He reached out and pulled the top one off the stack turned it around to look at the seal. Pansy. He couldn't get away from the girl. She'd done things to people that made his stomach turn, not that her looks didn't help the process along. She'd been pretty as a child, he remembered, their families had lived next to each other for the longest time. But one day she came over and she'd....well, she'd gotten ugly. Her face resembled a pug dog, as he'd over heard people describe. She he didn't know what she'd done but it was something she'd never done again. He always thought she'd tried to help her look's along with her mothers wand and it backfired, badly he might add.

'Draky!!!! I can't believe you haven't owled me back all break! I'd say you didn't like me, but we all know that's impossible. I wish I could be with you right now, I miss you. Father said you're going to be getting the Dark Mark soon, is it true? I hope it is, can you imagine how it will boost your image, along with mine of course. I can't wait to see you baby. I'll keep my bed open just for you.

Your undying lover, the future Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy.'

The letter had stopped as suddenly as it had started. Draco shivered at the thought of ever being involved with her, her adding his last name to her's was also causing some gag reflexes. She was, what was the term muggle's used.... gold digging. Yeah, she was doing exactly that. He knew she'd sent him letters all summer, he'd never even bothered to open them. She must have gotten the hint and sent the polite howler. Damn her parent's for actually allowing her to learn how to read, then buying her books to help her learn more. If they would have shut her away, like he'd prayed they would many times, he wouldn't have to worry about her almost stalking him. It was unhealthy for anyone to do that. His thought's were interrupted by a loud banging on his door.

"Draco!!! Get yourself out here right now!" the muffled voice of Granger yelled.

"I didn't do anything." he to himself, trying to get himself out of fight back mode. "I'll explain it to her and she'll leave me alone." he continued, hoping he was right. "Yes?" he asked as he opened the door.

"Look what the dog sent to me!" the frazzled looking Gryffindor cried, thrusting a letter into his chest and letting it go before he could grab it.

Draco went to pick it up but didn't know if he should expose his neck to her incase she was carrying an ax or something, she looked like she would ax him and have no problem hiding the body.

"Umm..." he said, knowing it sounded stupid but nothing else would escape his lips.

"Well pick it up at least." she huffed, bending down to pick up the letter before the envelope was shoved into his chest once again.

"Sorry, come in." he muttered, hoping to any God listening that she'd decline.

"I think I will. I want to see your reaction. Plus I want to talk to you about this upcoming year." she announced, already past him and sitting on his bed.

"Make yourself at home, please, I insist." he said dryly before extracting the letter and reading it.

'Mudblood. I don't know why I'm wasting perfectly good parchment on YOU but I thought I would let you know before anything happened. Draco is MINE. He hate's you and so do I. I don't want you near him at anytime during the school term. If I catch near him I'll hex your overgrown hair into Hades. I hope you know that I'll be in your common room all the time and I'll make your life hell. I knew Draco would get Head boy, but I don't know why Dumbledore would pick a filthy mudblood like you to go along with him.

Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy.'

Draco sighed as he read the last name. She was demented. The girl really thought he was interested in her, that was very sad.

"I'm sorry for her. She doesn't know what she's talking about." Draco said as he folded the letter and handed it back to her.

"I didn't think you were aloud to get married while still in school." Hermione asked casually.

"I'm not, and never plan to be, married to Parkinson. She's revolting." he stated simply, hoping she wouldn't ask him explain further.

The fates were smiling on him for a minute, it seemed, because she let it drop. She now sat on his bed, staring at the floor like it was the most interesting thing she'd ever seen.

"You wanted to talk?" he prompted, pulling out the chair of his desk to sit across from her, his letters could wait.

"What is it going to be like when the school year starts?" she asked softly, looking up at him and meeting his eyes.

"What do you mean?" he replied, confused.

"How are people going to treat us when the find out we have to share a common room and stuff?" she extended her question.

"I don't know. Why should it matter? It's not like we're doing this because we want to. We have to." he answered, wincing as his word's hit his own ears. She'd likely blow now.

"But... I don't know, Malfoy. What if we lose friends and we only have each other to rely on?" she asked.

"I don't think that would happen." he answered the question with an eye roll as well.

"Well it could, you never know. I mean, I haven't told Harry and Ron yet. They know I'm Head girl but they don't know you're Head boy." she explained, she'd been thinking about this for a while it seemed.

"Who cares?" he asked, trying to get the thought of Weasel and Potty visiting his common room.

He didn't give her the answer she wanted, it seemed, because she snapped her chin up and her eyes started to spark.

"You of all people should know, Malfoy! You put me through hell all throughout school and now you're just willing to put the past away? Why don't you just tell me what you really think so I can try to get some rest." she snapped at him, her voice never wavering from the proud tone.

"You want to know what I think? I think it's bullshit that I have to be stuck here with you, when you can't even go one hour without complaining about something. I think you're hair's horrible, you're voice is annoying and you're habit of dwelling on things is simply nauseating! I can't ever see myself being friends with you because you cling to Potter and Weasel like their you're life line. I can't stand the fact that I'm stuck in a common room with you for the year!" he exploded, sick of hearing her complain about things. "Anything else you want be honest about?" he asked, daring her to answer.

"You're a horrible person, Malfoy!" she exclaimed before hopping off of his bed and running to the door.

"You asked what I thought." he called after her, knowing it wouldn't help her calm down.

He sighed when he heard a door slam shut. Maybe he shouldn't have said all of that. He walked out of his room and over to her portrait.

"Granger, are you okay?" he asked, casting a glance to the picture frames around the room's that thankfully still held their occupants.

"Go away!" he heard from the other side of the door.

"No! Open the door so we can talk." he insisted. Stepping back as he saw the portrait open slightly.

"Come in, but don't touch anything." she said with a small sniff.

"Fine, whatever." he answered, suddenly feeling stupid for making her open the door. He had no idea what to talk about with her. He had Goyle and Crabbe to talk to every day, what did he know about carrying a conversation without resorting to shouting?

I think I'm getting the hang of longer chapters lol. Hope you liked it!