THIS IS NOT MY USUAL STORY. I can't honestly tell you where it has come from. but its here, Its been stalking me demanding to be written, so I have finally committed it to paper... er computer. So this is a song fic, but not a one shot. It may go on for a really long time. I'm not sure. It's not my usual style of writing so please let me know if you like it. For the most part it's going to be in Hermione's point of view, occasionally Draco's I'll let you know if it's switching around.

DM/HG fic, don't like the ship, don't sail.

DISCLAIMER- My one and only disclaimer, I do not own the people, I do not own the song, I don't own much of this story, I am hoping I own the plot, but even that is a mystery. I am not making any money I am doing this for fun. Cover it? I hope so. Please enjoy the story.


Break me.

Part one.

Never thought I'd change my opinion again. But you moved me in a way that I've never known. You moved me in a way that I've never known...

I was studying in the library when I heard a sound, 'great', I thought to myself, 'just what I need, more distractions.' I slowly stood and picked up my wand. Then I heard the laugh. I sighed to myself and walked to the door. Being Head Girl is such a hassle.

"Malfoy! Please remove the third year from the ceiling." I said with my wand pointed at the white blond ferret's face.

"Ah Mudblood, What are you going to do about it?" he sneered. I sighed again.

"Malfoy. We are seventh years, petty name calling? I have grown up, I hoped perhaps you would have too."

"Well Granger, are you still a Mudblood? I think so, therefore I am just stating the obvious am I not?" Hermione's eyes narrowed.

"You are so fucking immature." Draco's usual cold exterior was slightly broken as his eyes widened to the size of small saucers.

"My, my," he said as he regained some composure. "Head Girl goodie two shoes just swore. Didn't think I had it in you." I rolled my eyes.

"There's a lot you don't know about me."

"Uh.. I'm still up here." The third year called down from the ceiling.

"Oh yes! Malfoy let him down."

"No." I sighed,

"Fine have it your way. Petrificus totalus!" The spell hit Draco squarely in the chest, hard. The red light flung him back and smacked him up against the wall. Quickly I spun around. "Wingardium Leviosa" she said as she caught the falling third year before he hit the ground. Slowly she levitated him down. When I had released him from the spell he his knees gave way and he kissed the ground. Then sped towards me and hugged me.

"Thank you!" and with that he ran off. 'what an odd boy' I thought to myself. I rounded on Draco's stunned form.

"Well Malfoy, I really don't know what I'm going to do with you. You see," I sat down right in front of him making my eyes level with his, staring straight into his cold gray eyes. "I could put you in detention, make you write lines, clean the Owlry, or something horrific like that. Or I could take house points away from Slytherin, lots of house points. You see terrorizing a younger student is no way for a seventh year to behave. Or I could leave you sitting here stiff as a board until some one who gives a rats ass about a ferret like you to help you…. OR even more fun then that, I could send you up to the ceiling where you put that third year and leave you there. I know a great permanent sticking spell." I got out my wand once more and pointed at him. His eyes widened again, 'this is too fun' I thought. "But unfortunately… I can't do that because I am head girl and I'm… how did you put it, goodie two shoes. So Draco What is it. Detention, Lines, Loss of house points? Finite" With the regaining use of his arms and legs he dived for his wand, but I was to fast for that I grabbed his wand and pointed it at him as well.

"Damn Granger, You are much more Slytherin then I thought." I laughed at him.

"I am not a Slytherin, nor any part of me even a smidgen Slytherin. I am a Gryffindor through and through, The thing is I am smart. I know how you work Malfoy, I use this to my advantage."

"Indeed Granger. I'm quite surprised actually. You tend to do that to me often." This time it was my turn to have my eyes widen. "Oh yes," he said "In second year you figured out how the basilisk was getting around, how to avoid it, meaning Potty was able to kill it, also meaning you didn't die, which at that point I must say I was quite upset about. In third year you slapped me. Full-out-red-mark-for-days slap, No one, especially not a Mudblood has ever had the audacity to talk back to me let alone hit me." I could feel my jaw slowly dropping. "Then fourth year came around and you managed to win the heart of a Durmstrang, Quidditch superstar like Viktor Krum. I couldn't understand it. I thought about it forever, it was like a weird obsession, then I saw you at the Yule Ball and it all made sense. You're quite beautiful Granger," That's when my jaw quite literally hit the floor. "For a inferior-jumped-up-mudblood-best-friend-of-Potty-and-Weasleby type way."

"Of course." I replied sarcastically. Draco smirked.

"And then last year You went about with an underground Defense club right under Umbridge's nose for however long that was, and lied right through your teeth to her so you could get rid of her with the centaurs. It was quite an amazing performance by the way, you had me thoroughly convinced." He applauded me. He actually stood there clapping.

"Erm…"

"And now seven years later, you become head girl, which is absolutely no surprise, stand in the middle of the school hallway threaten me, swear at me, slap me. Like I said, you continue to surprise me." I was quite literally stunned, I couldn't move, or speak, I could barely think. Actually that was a lie, I couldn't stop thinking. So many thoughts and emotions were running through my mind.

"D.. d…detention it is then." I half squeaked dropped his wand and went back into the library. Draco bent over and picked up his wand and walked towards the Slytherin common rooms. He wasn't quite sure why he had told her all that. It was true, but he didn't know why he had said it. "God Granger is confusing." He said under his breath. Still there was something about her, he didn't know it, but he really wanted to find out what that something was.

Back in the library Hermione sat looking at her huge ancient text book reading the same line over and over again. None of it was sinking in her mind was too full of what had just happened. 'What the hell was he talking about.' I thought to myself. ' he hates me, and all of a sudden I'm smart, surprising, beautiful! Oh this was all just to confusing.' I slammed my textbook shut and magically packed all of my books into my book bag, slung it over my shoulder and walked to the door. I peaked out just to make sure Draco was gone. Malfoy, Malfoy was gone, 'did I just call him Draco… damn' I made my way up to the Gryffindor common room and made my way to my private dorm. Being head girl came with its perks. Her head room was perfect. Just exactly what her bedroom at home looked like, clean, neat, tidy, nice. Just nice. Just Hermione. I sunk into my comfortable bed and drifted off to sleep, a sleep riddled with confusing dreams, the scene between herself and Malfoy was on repeat, going over and over again in her mind.

XxXxXxX

"Hermione, You okay!" Harry asked. I snapped back to reality.

"What? Oh yes I'm fine." We were in potions and Harry and I were partners, we were making a difficult remembering potion, which makes no sense at all, obviously some one forgetful wouldn't be able to make this potion, as was shown clearly as Neville and Ron's cauldron melted.

"Well you don't look fine, you keep spacing out and you just tried to add essence of fire newt to this potion instead of golden birch roots." He looked concerned.

"Oh sorry Harry. It's.. erm… my time of month and…"

"Okay I get it, don't need details." Oh boys are so dumb, bring in womanly problems and they leave you alone. Of course that wasn't what was wrong with me. Malfoy was sitting a few rows down from us and he kept looking at me. The sad part was, I was usually looking at him first.

"HERMIONE!" I looked at Harry. "Okay, at least your responsive when I'm loud." I raised an eye brow at him. "I've been trying to speak to you but you got all distant again. Are you sure you're all right? Maybe you should go see Pomfrey. You look flushed." I raised my hand to my head and it did feel warm.

"Professor, Can I go visit the nurse please." Snape looked at me, but even he seemed to think that I was ill.

"Whatever Ms. Granger, Let's hope Potter doesn't mess up while you're gone, your grade will suffer." I looked at Harry.

"I'll do my best he whispered. I grabbed all my stuff and rushed from the room. I didn't go straight to the hospital wing, first I went and sat on the steps just outside the entrance hall. I breathed the clean fresh air and sighed. I put my head in my hands and just sat there.

"This doesn't look like the hospital wing to me." Someone drawled from behind me. I shot up and spun around. And came face to face with Malfoy's gray eyes.

"Oh Malfoy I.. fresh air.. out… I'll be going now." I tried to push past him but he grabbed my arm and spun me around. "Oh I.." He was so close, too close. I started to feel claustrophobic, but in a good sort of way. "um.."

"Sorry," He said. He made my jaw drop once again, he apologized? "For everything." Malfoy lowed his head to mine, and kissed me softly on the lips. My brain was screaming, red lights were flashing everywhere, a voice in my head, that sounded quite oddly like Ron said. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING!" But under that, there were fireworks, sparks everywhere. My whole body tingled. After a few seconds my brain won and I pulled back.

"What was that?" I breathed, I could barely speak, I couldn't look him in the eyes. If I had I would have seen the confusion in his features.

"I… I don't know." He let go of me and took a step back, I finally looked at him, his face was impassive, emotionless, very Malfoy. I felt my face grow hot, well it had been hot the whole time, but now it was burning, I felt quite lightheaded in fact.

"Draco.." I whispered, and then the world went black.

XxXxXxX

Draco's POV

She was so close, I could smell the apple-fruity shampoo she used, she looked scared, confused, happy?

"I'm sorry" I said "for everything" I said quieter, and then I kissed her. I don't know what made me do it. Maybe it was just because of how close she was after I pulled her around, or the way her chocolate coloured eyes looked when she was surprised, or maybe it was the apple smell that hung in the air around her. But I did it, and it was awesome. Underneath the voice of my father telling me what I was doing was disgusting, that she was a Mudblood, beneath the dirt under his well polished shoe, I couldn't help but enjoy it. It was a perfect kiss. It felt so right. She broke the kiss and asked me what I was doing, she didn't look at me, she chose a spot on my robe instead of my eyes. And for that I am sort of glad, if she had looked at me she would have seen the most un-Malfoy I have ever been.

"I.. I don't know." I said regaining composure as I took a step back. She was red in the face, but not from embarrassment.

"Draco…" she whispered, her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she slowly fell to the floor. It was so graceful, I just watched. Then I got my wits about me and caught her just before she hit the cold hard stone.

"Granger? Granger!" I said urgently shaking her gently by the shoulders.

"Shit." With out thinking I picked her up, putting her arms around his neck, even though she had no control of them, and carried her to the hospital wing. I kicked open the door and Madam Pomfrey looked up from her newspaper startled at the site of me carrying a mudblood into the room.

"Mr. Malfoy what have you done!" I sneered at her.

"I did nothing," how dare she accuse me. "she left our potions class feeling ill and looking flushed, I found her sitting outside on the front steps getting air, I told her it would be a good idea to come up here because she still looked flushed and then she fainted right in front of me." Well part of that was true at least. "So I brought her up here." I placed her gently on the bed nearest to him. "now you can deal with her." I said sneering to keep up the act. I left the room quickly and walked back to the Slytherin dorms, class was almost over and Snape won't care if I don't get back. Oh the joy of him being my godfather. A my fathers voice started to talk to me in my head 'What the hell was that Draco' Woah, scary. I don't know, I told the voice. I am so confused. 'Malfoy's don't become confused.' I know father. 'Obviously you don't, you have besmirched our name, dishonored us' It's not my fault. 'Not your fault, first you call a bushy haired mudblood beautiful and then you kiss those filthy lips.' Draco put his face in his hands. She is beautiful, 'Don't say that Draco, you fool. Some one who is as high ranked as you should not be meddling with Gryffindor mudbloods.' Shut up, shut up, "SHUT UP!" he looked around, luckily no one else was around, talking to yourself isn't a good thing even in the Wizarding world. I heard the bell ring signifying the end of class, it was dinner time, but he wasn't hungry. He loitered around the common room just thinking, and pacing, playing the scene in his head again. Draco, she whispered, Draco, Draco, Draco. She had called me Draco? I hadn't even noticed, she looked so pale and pink at the same time. I was so, dare I say it, worried that I didn't even noticed that she called me my first name. Granger had never called my by my first name. People had started to file into the common room, greeting Draco as they did. He was forced to put on his mask and be social. Being the king of the house made things difficult when you were confused. Even so I turned in for an early night. I fell asleep quite quickly despite the circumstances. A whispered Draco… was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

XxXxXxX

Hermione's POV

I awoke hours later on an uncomfortable bed, that was definitely not my own, I looked around and realized I was in the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey looked at me.

"Well nice of you to join the land of the living."

"What happened?"

"Mr. Malfoy," she said with an unhappy tone. "Brought you in, saying you passed out in front of him. I checked you over and you don't seem to be sick or magically inflicted so I figured he must have told the truth. I could have woke you up but you looked so peaceful I figured you need the rest." She smiled. I hadn't really heard much of what she said. As soon as she said Malfoy had brought me in memories of what had happened before I passed out came flooding back with enough force to make anyone want to throw up. She asked how I was feeling, I lied and said I was fine, and she let me go back to my comfortable bed. I walked into the Gryffindor common room and even though it was quite late I noticed a pair of head over top of my favourite armchairs. Red and black hair poked out each looking thoroughly ruffled.

"Hem, hem." I said they jolted up and looked at me.

"Hermione! Are you okay!" they both said at the same time.

"Of course I am boys. Everything is just fine."

"We came to see you, but you were asleep. Pomfrey told us to leave you alone. So we came here to wait." I smiled. It was so awesome to have such fantastic friends.

"Aww you guys are too cute. But I am really tired, I don't feel like I slept during that time, so I'm going to go to bed." She hugged her best friends and made her way to her private room. I picked up my quill and a piece of parchment… what to say what to say. She sat there for a few minutes. Finally she wrote a short note attached it to her owls leg and let it fly away.

XxXxXxX

Draco was sitting at the breakfast table, after not eating dinner last night he was quite hungry. An unfamiliar owl flew down and landed in front of him. He took the parchment from its leg and read the letter.

Thank you. For yesterday.

Was all it said in minuscule writing. Granger. He said to himself. He looked over at the Gryffindor table to see Hermione looking at him. He nodded to her with a small smile. She blushed and went back to her conversation with her friends. 'She's so pretty when she blushes. Woah? Did I just think that?' He thought to himself. He banged his head into the table.

"Drakey baby? What's the matter?" A shrill voice said.

"Nothing Pansy." I said as she put her hand on my thigh and started to draw little circles.

"There's a Hogsmeade day coming up soon." She said trying to sound nonchalant, it didn't work.

"Oh yah, I think I'm going to take that blonde Ravenclaw girl. She's hot, and she's a pure blood, who are you going with?" I asked, I can be so mean when I want to be. She looked so hurt, I felt kind of bad. But this is me we're talking about. She removed her hand from my thigh.

"Oh I don't know yet." She changed the conversation to transfiguration next block and I completely tuned her out saying the occasional yah. I looked back at Hermione. Her hair was in a tight bun placed directly at the back of her head. She looked amazing. I don't know why. But she had this aura of wonderful-ness, I couldn't help becoming entranced. I shook my head 'What am I saying!' God this was confusing. 'I'm staring at the fucking Gryffindor mudblood queen. And I am saying she's beautiful. What is wrong with me!' I think you're in love. A voice in my head said. A voice I had never heard before. 'love?' I smirked just thinking about it. I am not in love. Malfoy's don't show such a weak emotion. And if I decided to be 'in love' it would definitely not be with a Gryffindork. Whatever you say the unfamiliar voice said to me. I shrugged it off and thought about the Hogsmeade day. I suppose I could go with that Ravenclaw girl. I though looking at the said girl. She's quite pretty. What is her name… Damn…E? uh, Em I think… Emma-Leigh? Yes that's it Emma-Leigh. I suppose I should ask her since that's what I said to Pansy. 'You could ask some one else' said that damn voice again. I know what your thinking, I told it. It's not going to happen. I looked over at Emma-Leigh again. Yes I suppose she would do.


Hmm, Draco seems to have mild schitzophrenia.Idon't think he actually does,he just has a lot of people in his head. Yes I wrote myself intothe story, butI'mhonestly not 'in the story'I'm just using my name.

I have an idea on where this story is going. I may have to change some formating later... I haven't decided yet. Anyways please read and review (L)