A/N: Ok I own all poems and songs unless stated other wise, so if you would like to use them, email me to ask. The Song Come Clarity is by IN Flames, not me I don't own it. Tears

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of these characters, except for Heaven Whitmore. She's all mine. Harry Potter people belong to JK.

Somewhere Out There

She sat by the window on the train watching the rain pour down. Harry and Ron were of with their new girlfriends and she just didn't feel like being the fifth wheel all the time. She hated it. Hermione and her friends had drifted apart during the summer. They didn't understand her anymore. They didn't know what her home life was like...for fuck's sake they didn't even care. They never asked her. Staring out the window she hummed a song she was thinking of.

"Granger, stop that godforsaken humming. It's giving me a headache!" the Head Boy spat out.

"Well Malfoy, I'm sorry if you hate my humming so much. Why don't you go chill with your asshole friends and leave me be if I bother you so much!" the Head Girl retorted.

"For your information mudblood, my 'friends' as you call them are all retard imbeciles that I hate almost as much as you. Also I was here first," he sneered. Hermione snorted and looked up at him with a smirk.

"My god, I was here first. Are you that childish?" she said while reaching into her bag.

"Well, well, the mudblood has spunk..." Hermione couldn't hear the rest of his words. She put on her head phones, and turned on her magical IPod. While she listened to her music she began writing in her note book.

Upside Down

When the world turns upside down
And all you love
and all that you know
Is taken from your hands
We plead to god to give it back
But it usually doesn't happen
But when or love or our trust is bonded
Bonded together, we can rise against
The pain, the hate, of all things evil
All you need is the love of your friends
Of your family,
But most importantly the love
Of your true love, and the love of yourself...

Hermione looked up...she saw Malfoy watching her. Pulling her earphones out, she asked, "What? What are you looking at Malfoy?" He smirked at her. 'God I hate when he does that' she thought. "Well Granger, not that it matters what I look at, but I was looking at you writing." Confusion showed in her eyes, she shut her book and put it away. "Why the hell were you looking at a mudblood? I know it isn't because you think I'm beautiful or anything. So what the hell was your reason?"

"I don't have to explain myself to you Granger. It's not a rule or anything. But you're right though, it definitely wasn't because you're beautiful. You're anything but that." He smirked. Looking him in the eye hate and burning tears that were daring to fall welled in her eyes. "Fuck you Malfoy!" With that she shot up out of her seat and stormed out of the compartment.

Malfoy looked around stunned. She never usually got that upset. Well except for that one time when she punched him. He looked over towards where she was sitting just a minute ago. Her black note book was sticking out of her bag. 'It can't hurt can it. What that fuck - I'm Draco Malfoy, I never care.' He snickered to himself and reached over to get it. Opening the book he leaned back and began reading Hermione's personal thoughts and feelings. He flipped to a random page in the middle.

Diary

I don't know what to do anymore. My parents are always fighting and I just can't take it anymore. Mom doesn't know what "father" does to me when she's gone. This morning when she left I was changing in my room. He came up and just opened the door without knocking. When I turned around he pulled me onto the bed and held me down and started kissing me. He felt me up. God I feel so dirty. I finally was able to push him off. He doesn't know that I've been working out. Harry and Ron don't know what's going on. They ditched me for there slutty girlfriends. I wish I could talk to someone. Oh God I've got to go. He's coming again!

Malfoy closed the notebook. "Oh my god" he whispered. Thousands of thoughts raced through his head, one of which was pity. 'Oh my god I can't believe I actually pity Granger. A mudblood.' Malfoy was broken out of his thoughts by a girl walking into the compartment with Granger.

"Malfoy, this is Heaven Whitmore. She's new this year." Malfoy looked the new girl up and down. She had long brown hair that was braided all down her head. She wore a short skirt and a long sleeved black top that said "wats poppin?" on the front. This was all worn under her robes. "Heaven comes from America."

"Sup? Malfoy is it?" She held out her hand. Waiting for him to take it Hermione watched his face. He was eyeing Heaven's hand with disgust. "Ah, so I guess you don't know how to be gentlemen. That's nice. Anyway, so Hermione, you were telling me about a new song you wrote. Wanna sing it to me?" Hermione snickered at what she had said to Malfoy, but looked up with surprise with the suggestion.

"Um, sure I guess. You said you can play piano. Right?"

"Yeah, you need me to play?"

"Yeah that would be great." She reached into her bag for her notebook. When she couldn't find it, she glared daggers at Malfoy. "Give me my notebook NOW! What RIGHT do you think you have to take my personal property? WELL!"

He didn't answer. When he held out the book to her she snatched it back so fast, a scratch formed on his hand. "Anyway, here's the sheet music, and my keyboard. You just need to unshrink it." Hermione hand the things to Heaven and set up everything to get ready to sing. She couldn't care less at that point that Malfoy was in the room. She just wanted to lose herself in the music. "Ok, so the piano has the drums and guitar part programmed into it you just play the piano and they will start, alright? 1…2…3"

Rushing through 30
Getting older every day
By two
Drawing pictures of innocent times
Could you add color inside these lines?

Draco was speechless. He couldn't believe her voice. Not only was her life so much like his, but she could sing too. Her voice was beautiful like an angel. 'Wait did I just think that? I'm losing it.' He watched has Hermione sung more of her song; watching the movements of her head and hands.

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
Don't want to live
In a dream one more day
I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
Don't want to live
In a dream one more day

Hermione swayed to her voice and the sound of Heaven playing. She couldn't stop thinking about all the things that had happened that summer: her father molesting her and hitting her. She then thought back to when she first spotted Draco. 'Wait, I just called him Draco.'

She remembered her thoughts of him. The light flutter she felt in her stomach. The way his eyes shined when they looked at her and his teasing smile. 'God, I think I'm falling for that git.'

Sure it would change my perspective
I'm certain I would change today
I'm certain it would change our ways
Would things fall into place?
I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
Don't want to live
In a dream one more day

Heaven sat watching the reactions of the two teens. 'That Malfoy character was watching Hermione with so much passion. He obviously liked her. Hermione has a beautiful voice. The two of us should start a band. I'll ask her later. She is my only friend so far. I wander if she even likes me? I'm glad I moved here. Oh, the songs almost done.'

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
Don't want to live
In a dream one more day
I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
Don't want to live
In a dream one more day
I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
Don't want to live
In a dream one more day
Take me somewhere
Don't want to live
In a dream one more day
Take me somewhere
Don't want to live
In a dream one more day

Hermione's breathing was heavy. The whole compartment was silent. "Hermione that was…"

"Shut up Malfoy." She walked out of the compartment, then stopped. Almost every student that was on the train was in the hall.

"Hermione, was that you singing?" asked a fifth year girl. "Um, yes it was."

"That was bloody brilliant!" Rounds of agreements were shouted out as clapping started. Hermione cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she rushed to the bathroom on the train.

In the compartment where the head boy and the new girl sat, a deep sigh could be heard. "What's wrong Malfoy?"

"Draco."

"What? Oh that's your first name right."

"Yeah that's what it is. Draco Landon Malfoy, pure blood wizard, Slytherin House in Hogwarts." he said holding out his hand.

"Long introduction, huh? Well then, my name is Heaven Grace Whitmore, half blood witch, I was in Owl Wing in Blackthorn Hall" shacking his hand Heaven replied back.

"Blackthorn. Yeah I've heard of that. It's in Massachusetts in America right?"

"Yes, I come from New Hampshire, but the nearest school was in Mass. So are you and Hermione friends?" she asked changing the subject.

Coughing, he replied in a strained voice," No I wouldn't even say we were civil to each other. Although I wish we were, because I'm a changed person and I want her to be able to see that. Earlier I was going to tell her she had a beautiful voice. Then she told me to shut up."

"Hey, what did I miss?" Draco jumped slightly in his seat as Hermione walked in.

"Nothing May although the train just stopped. I think we're here."

"May? Nickname, huh? Yeah we are here. Come on follow me and Draco."

'She just called me Draco. Well, I did call her Hermione earlier. But then she told me to shut up.'

"Who said you could use my first name mudblood?" he growled as he pushed past her.

"Inconsiderate prick."

"May, you hurt his feelings earlier. I thought you should know that." Heaven said, the walked to catch up with Draco, leaving Hermione to think about her thoughts. 'I hurt Malfoy's feelings? What about ME?'