A/N: All the usual disclaimers apply, to both the story and the song!
So I recently discovered that SongFics are not allowed on the site because of Public Domain laws. I love this site to much to allow it to shut down...
So please do listen to the song - Just Like Fire By P!nk - when you read this fic... I have removed the lyrics and only marked the first line and the last of the section that i visuvalized that part of the story for...
No big changes... Just a proof update with corrected spellings and grammar!
Draco Malfoy gave his hair a once over as he walked out of his dorm room. He'd stopped gelling it back last year and it seemed to be working out great in the girl department. Luckily he only had to share his room with Theo and Blaise. Thankfully Crabbe, Goyle and 'Slytherin boy who blew up the cauldron in first year' were in a separate room so the new 'Sock on the door rule' was actually being maintained…. A waste of time according to Draco, women…. Such a waste… He was Happy for Daphne and Theo of course but still… there was so much to be done but as he waled into the common room all he saw were a bunch of wanna be idiots so caught up in their tiny problems, like assignments and the quidditch cup…. No, he had his sights set much higher…
I know that I'm running...
I want it all, mmm-mmm
4 years had already gone by and he still felt like he fell short of the expectations he'd set for himself. He was supposed to be ruling the school by now. First rule the school, then rule the ministry, then rule the magic… all of that from the shadows…. If only potter had shook his hand… The 'Golden trio'… tacky… he thought and at best idiotic…. Well not all… she was the only one with brains….
We came here to run it...
~ run it
It was his glory she had stolen… all those years of tutoring, private lessons with Snape, Newt Scamander and Bathilda Bagshot… and yet here he was still second in their year! Between the both of them, they has broken every record of high scores. They were the only ones responsible for the academic glory of Hogwarts… but still he was always a step behind her… and he hated her for it….
He wished she'd go up in smoke so he could finally have his moment…. Sometimes he wished he could curse her with feindifyre and watch her scream as she danced the dance of death in front of him…
Just like fire...
~ No one can be just like me any way
Just like fire, uh
But sometimes he just wanted to pin her against the stonewalls of the castle and kiss her senseless…. Women…. They exist solely to distract… like sirens he thought….
Later that day potters name was spat out of the triwizard cup and he cursed his luck some more….
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Hermione snuck out of her dorm before any of the other girls could wake up… Women… she thought… How I hate them… Ever since the two schools had arrived, the girls had taken it upon themselves to dress up even more than usual and try to catch spots next to the Durmstrang boys in class… It was pathetic….
According to the majority of women however, she was pathetic… the fact that she wouldn't take the time to learn the hair and make up charms or the fact that, her fingers were was always covered in ink and her favourite place in the entire school was the library… but none of that mattered, she knew in her heart that one day she would get out of this school and She and the boys would have brilliant futures outside these stone walls and she couldn't wait to leave….
And people like to laugh at you 'cause they...
~We don't have to worry 'bout a thing, about a thing, no
4 years had gone by and while the threat of Voldemort had been a very real, she hoped that just this year would be a simple normal one… Just one year where she didn't have to think of ways to save Harry, or the year that Ron would finally notice the way she looked at him… This, she hoped would be the year when everything would be perfect…
We came here to run it...
~run it
That night however, the cup spat out Harry's name. She saw a confused Harry, she saw a jealous Ron and she saw all her plans go up in smoke. She wished she could just curse that stupid cup into oblivion… Blow it up with whatever was a better than reducto and watch it's embers fly around like confetti… Just for once, she wished she wouldn't have to dive headfirst into the damn fire…
Just like fire...
~ just like me any way
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She had managed to shut everyone up by going to the Yule Ball with Krum, but Ron had gone and ruined it.
He had finally managed to get Snape to tell him what was going on and he realised he would have a choice to make. Regardless of what he chose, he was sure there was no hope. No bright light at the end of the tunnel.
Lost in thought they both had no idea where they were going and Slam…
We came here to run it...
~ I've done it
He grabbed the hand of the girl and pulled her in, wrapping his arms around her waist. She grabbed the collar of the boy's robe with both her hands. It was instinct, nothing else… but what followed, that was unexpected….
Grey met brown and their apologies were forgotten momentarily as the awareness of who's arms they were in set in.
For a moment, he wanted to lean in and kiss her, after all she looked resplendent tonight.
For a moment she wanted to breath him in because in that one gasp he smelt like perfection….
It a moment, and a very small one, that passed quickly… he righted her and left without a word. She brushed herself, took a deep breath and walked in the opposite direction.
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Voldemort is back
Harry is sucking at Occlumency
Won Won is busy sucking face with Lav Lav
Hermione couldn't take it anymore… She just needed to take a walk. Last year had been proof enough that Ron and She were never going to happen so why bother, but sometimes it still hurt a little…. Not her feelings, no her pride… That hurt the most…
The Dark lord is living in my house
I have to kill Dumbledore ore else he'll kill me and my parents
Snape can't help me… No one can
Draco couldn't take it anymore… He just needed to clear his head… Last summer the choice had been made for him. An impossible mission had been put in place but he pride wouldn't allow for any help… more than his pride it was his rage… He was angry with his fate, with his family, with everything… He felt like everything was slipping away from his control… he just needed to get one win….
Impossible? Please...
~ come on with me
Oppgno! He heard it loud and clear…. The weasel ran past him as the birds chased him. He peeked around the corner and saw her, she looked every bit a Gryffindor. Smug, furious and victorious…. And alone? Draco observed…. She was never alone…. Was she?
As he searched his memories, he realised, she was always alone…
Alone in the library…
Alone in the stands….
Alone in the hallways because she took more classes…
Alone in at meals, more often than not with a book…
Alone in most of the advance classes they took together….
It was like he was seeing her for the first time….
Oh, what's a girl to do?
~ what's a girl to do?
He didn't know why he did it… Ever part of his brain was telling him its a bad idea… but it just felt right… He walked towards her… She was surprised to see him and he could see her guard come up… He walked up to her and said "We've been waiting for you kick the weasel's sorry blind arse since 3rd year granger… but I suppose you were too busy with my face to pay attention to it then…" He smirked
She narrowed her eyes and asked "What do you want Malfoy?"
"Nothing… just making conversation…"
"I'm not buying it…"
Draco shrugged and turned to leave. Again he didn't know why he did it… He turned back and tucked a stray curl behind her ear and said "You're one of a kind…. truly…" and walked away… leaving Hermione confused and worried….
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For the next few days she didn't even realise when she was playing with the stray curl that he had tucked behind her ear… She actually took notice of him in their classes and was not at all surprised to find no change in him at all… she felt like she had imagined the entire scenario in her head, even thought she was sure that she hadn't….
Draco had verbally abused himself in the mirror all night once he'd gotten back to the Room of Requirement… He vowed to listen to his brain henceforth and let his magical instincts stay locked up… He knew he'd gotten her attention, he knew she was watching, he was extra careful to adhere to what she considered normal… after all keeping up appearances is something he excelled at… he just forgot one tiny detail…. She was the brightest witch of her age and once she had problem, she didn't let go till she'd solved it…
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It barely took a week for Hermione to figure out that Draco was always in the room of lost things… ironic she thought since, it was them and the DA last year that probably gave him the idea that it was the best place to hide and conduct plans in secret….
It took two weeks for her to find another way in… The passage from Hogs head that led straight into the room… With the help of the marauders and Harry's invisibility cloak, armed with her Gryffindor courage and sense of righteousness, she decided to pay a visit to the boy who had dared to distract her from her one year advance plan to prepare for the NEWTs
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Draco slammed the door shut in anger! The stupid cabinet was never going to get fixed and he was going to die… He finally gave into all the frustration and that was how she found him… Kneeling and sobbing in front of a broken cabinet in the Room of Lost things…
She didn't know why she did it…
He didn't know why he let it happen….
Hermione Granger, Mudblood, Gryffindor Princess, Sister to Harry Potter…. Hugged and comforted… Draco Malfoy, Pureblood Prince, Slimy Slytherin, Nemesis to Harry Potter … as he cried and clung to her like the only hope he had left….
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Outside the walls of the Room of Requirement nothing had changed. But inside… That was a different story all together… A story that no one could believe…
Kisses, moans, silent promises, loving caresses, looks that lasted centuries, Draco and Hermione were falling in love as the chaos around them grew… They knew, everything was going to burn because of the spark that they had fanned…. The spark that began with a tear and a kiss had grown into a flame that left room full of nothing but burning desire of the two star-crossed lovers who wanted nothing more than each other….
Just like fire...
~ just like me any way
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Dumbledore fell… Voldemort's power grew… Hermione was missing…. Draco was surviving, because that's what they had promised each other… they would survive…
When she landed in his house, when his aunt was treating up her flesh, Draco was clutching his chest heaving as he felt the pain with every scream, He wanted to rush in but from the crack in the door he saw her, she was looking at him and saying no! Don't come! Just stay…. So he stayed, he became her anchor as she clung to her sanity…
Just like fire...
~ just like me any way
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He had gone to the room of requirement… He didn't go to kill Potter, no he'd gone to save her… but Harry ended up saving his life… A few hours later he received a patronous from his mother… she told him that she lied… That potter was still alive… He had run to find Hermione… He didn't care who was watching… he pulled her into a hug and whispered the message…. She kissed him and for a moment the world stopped spinning…. Everyone just paused and looked at them…
Then Ron yelled aghast "Hermione! How could you?!"
"Shut up Ron…" She snapped and then turned to Neville "You are the only other person the Prophecy could have stood for, Harry is alive, but the so is the Snake, here…" she said handing him the sorting hat "only a true Gryffindor can pull the sword from the hat… so please Neville… pull it out and save Harry…"
A few moments later Neville did exactly what Hermione asked of him and finally Voldemort was dead… He had time for one kiss and a promise… "We'll be together…."
"Soon…" She made her promise and he was taken away by his parents
Just like magic...
~ just like fire
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She and Harry spoke at his trial… The Malfoy's lost a lot in reparations, but that's the thing about old money… there will always be some left… what was left was more than enough to rebuild… It took 10 years but he managed it… the Malfoy name no longer stood for manipulative death eaters… it stood for unity and harmony….
In some dark places, the Malfoy name stood for power and vengeance… and Hermione knew that when she took it… It didn't bother her… together they were unstoppable like an inferno…
we came here to run it, run it, run it...
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