The lyrics from, "I Can Love You Like That" by JMM/All 4 One and an old tune called "Get Ready" by The Temptations were my inspiration for this chapter. Enjoy.

All things Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling. The storyline is mine. I do not own "I Can Love You Like That" by Michael Montgomery and All 4 One or "Get Ready" by The Temptations.

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Draco was the Prince of Slytherin. He had witches throwing themselves at his feet every day. He was also the king of love them and leave them, but after a chance "encounter" with Hermione Granger and a run in with her Granger Magic, Draco finds himself not only falling in love but falling apart as well.

You will again experience the events of Malfoy Magic, but this time the story unfolds through Draco's perspective. Hermione has told her story, now Draco is telling his.

Rated M for language.

Malfoy Magic 2: A Malfoy Come Undone

They read you Cinderella, you

Hoped it would come true

That one day your Prince

Charming would come, rescue you

You like romantic movies,

You never will forget..

The way you felt when Romeo…

Kissed Juliet

All this time that you've been

Waiting

You don't have to wait no more

I can love you like that

Draco was sitting in potions class watching Granger as she smiled at Potter and the Weasel. He thought she looked beautiful. In the past month or so, Granger had begun to wear her hair differently and taken to wearing makeup. She was even wearing a more flattering type of clothing. These little things had changed her entire appearance. In his opinion anyway. Draco watched how her lips moved and wanted to feel those lips on his again. Then Granger ran her fingers through her now luxurious, brown hair and Draco watched as a piece of her hair floated to the ground.

Potter caught him staring and taunted. "Like what you see Malfoy? Muggles have a thing called a camera. Maybe you should get one."

After Potter spoke, his eyes had met Granger's and he had hastily turned away. What the fuck? It was true, he had been staring. He and Granger had caught a shag and he had eaten her out, but it hadn't been anything serious. That's it. Except that hadn't been quite it. Looking back on things, Draco had to admit he liked the way Granger had made him feel. He liked the way she had taken over his dick and the way she had clung to him during the sex and the way she had squealed and the way that moan had come tearing out of her throat as they climaxed. Being with Granger had brought him to an orgasm unlike any he'd ever had. Recently, it had come down to more than liking a sexual encounter. For Draco, it had become personal.

On the other hand, it may have been great sex to him, but evidently it hadn't impressed Granger at all. She hadn't tried to talk to him, flirt with him or chase him down. In fact, she barely looked at him. He had given her one of his finer Malfoy shags and she hadn't thought twice about it. At one point, he put her ignoring him down to it being her first sexual encounter and not having anything to compare it to. But Draco quickly realized that explanation was completely silly. If anything, virgins tended to cling to their first wizard rather than ignore him.

With all the thinking and Granger watching Draco was doing, he found it necessary to utilize the dark area off the charms corridor to adjust himself so embarrassing lines couldn't be seen. The truth was, his dick needed quite a bit of adjusting lately and he was thinking of finding some willing witch to shag him just to relieve his problem. It wouldn't matter who or where. He just needed a body.

Draco was blustering. He knew he wouldn't be chasing any arse that night or any night soon. He had gone off the stupid bints at Hogwarts who were always throwing themselves at him. If he had wanted them, he would crook his finger. But he didn't want any of them. For almost a month, he had been getting his release the old fashioned five fingered way and wasn't embarrassed about it.

After Draco dispersed the thoughts of getting himself satisfied, his mind immediately returned to Granger. Screw this he growled softly as he cast about for something else to think about and found nothing. He soon found his thoughts back on Granger. Draco wanted to believe it was nothing more than guilt because he'd been her first sexual encounter. What else could it be? He was the Prince of Slytherin and nothing got to him, especially not the know-it-all Granger. Then the next minute he was telling himself that guilt didn't account for his need to stare at her every chance he got. He had shagged other witches and didn't stare at them or follow them around. Once he was finished with a witch, he could give a shite what she did or whom she did it with. What was so different with Granger?

Draco watched her in the Great Hall. He watched her run off to her charms class. He watched her walk around the Hogwarts grounds and he watched as Anthony Goldstein brushed some imaginary piece of shite from her shoulder and as the fucking Weasel tried to corner her. Draco also watched Granger as she talked to all those other wizards who were suddenly finding her irresistible. He had even gone out of his way to warn her that some of those wizards meant her no good.

None of the other gits bothered him as much as Terry Boot. Draco was a wizard who knew when another wizard was trying to get a shag. Thus, Boot infuriated him. Draco hated to see the prat anywhere near Granger because she appeared oblivious to Boot's intentions. The day Draco heard Boot asking her out he'd lost it. Fucking no good fucking Ravenclaw didn't have any business asking Granger out. Draco had made some ridiculous remark about Boot then walked away. When he got back to the Slytherin dungeons, he had thrown things and broken things like a petulant child. Later he had taken it upon himself to tell Granger that Boot was up to no good.

After Granger finished listening to him, she'd gone all Gryffindor on him. She told him that they were her classmates and he was the only one who seemed to be looking for trouble. Granger had looked adorable while she gave him his telling off.

What, adorable? Had the word adorable come to mind with regard to Granger? Draco was a Slytherin and Slytherins didn't do the word adorable. What was he playing at? He had riled Hermione up and didn't want to find himself at the business end of her wand, so he had gotten the hell away from her, but not before stating. "I'm only looking out for the muggleborns."

While he was watching her, there were a few times he could have sworn Granger was watching him as well, but when he turned back to check, she was busily talking to someone else.

The Prince of Slytherin was losing his edge.

A couple of times Draco found himself daydreaming about him and Granger in the woods and could almost feel her tiny hands touching him and rubbing up and down his dick. He could feel himself inside her. What it all came down to was his pureblood arse had shagged and eaten out a muggleborn and liked it. Draco told himself it was merely a slip. But his dick always ended up getting hard and the daydreams about Granger kept coming.

Then things had gone from bad to worse. Draco got pissed with the Slytherins. Nott crossed the line the morning he called out to Granger that she was looking good. He embarrassed Granger and she had gone completely red as she stooped to pick up the books which had fallen to the floor. Potter and Weasley who rushed to help Granger pick up her books had looked around suspiciously, but hadn't said one word to Theo.

What the fuck? Mr. Slytherin Theodore Nott giving a compliment to the Gryffindor Princess and dumb arses Potter and Weasley not threatening to hex his balls off. To Draco it felt as though the world had been turned upside down. It wasn't only the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff boys going after Granger, it was Slytherins as well. Bloody fucking hell.

Another Slytherin Draco would gladly hex the balls off was Blaise. He had begun wishing Granger a good morning every single day. Surprisingly, Granger was returning his greeting. This one particular morning, Blaise commented on Granger's hair as well. It had been so blatant that even Potter and Weasley caught on and gave him the stay away from our princess look.

Blaise could care less what Potter and the Weasel thought, but Draco figured Blaise should care about what he thought. Draco began to wonder if Blaise was flirting with Granger. Worse yet, he wondered if Granger was flirting back. No freaking way was Granger flirting back. She wasn't like that. Draco had sex with her and she wasn't flirting with him. Draco had gone completely round the freaking bend and told Blaise what he thought of his comment to Granger and how he'd been completely out of order. Blaise told Draco to mind his own fucking business. It had gone on from there. They had continued to argue back and forth until the professor gave them both a detention. Draco had been so angry about everything he left the classroom right on the bell.

That was also the day Draco realized he had fallen for Hermione Granger.

Draco questioned himself. Now what? He had admitted that bit of information to himself, but what the fuck could he do with it? Seeing how Granger didn't want to give him a second look, he had done the only thing he could. He studied her. He wanted to know what she liked and what she didn't like. Foremost, Draco wanted her.

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I would make you my world

I'd move heaven and earth

I will give you my heart, be all

That you need

Show you you're everything that's

Precious to me

If you give me a chance…I can

Love you like that

Be all that you need

On the last Hogsmeade visit before Easter break, Draco decided to accompany Blaise and Pansy. He hoped to see Granger on the trip and had looked in every conceivable place for her to no avail. Draco saw the Weaselette. He saw Potter and his sidekick, Weasel. He even saw Boot with his little group of Ravenclaws. He had seen just about every living Hogwarts student except for Granger.

Half the trip had gone by before Draco realized Granger must not have come to Hogsmeade. Within seconds of this realization, Draco told Pansy and Blaise he was going back to Hogwarts early. Since Blaise and Pansy started dating, they really didn't care if Draco was around or not. His departure was fine with them. They also thought Draco was acting the prat these days and were glad to see the back of him. Draco didn't think about it one way or another. His only concern was getting back to Hogwarts to find Granger.

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I never met a girl who

Makes me feel the way

That you do (you're alright)

Whenever I'm asked who

Makes my dreams real, I

Say that you do

So fee-fi-fo-fum

Look out baby,

'cause here I come

And I'm bringing you a love

that's true.

So get ready, so get ready

I'm going to try to make you

love me too.

So get ready, get ready

'cause here I come.

Draco ran practically the entire way back. Once back at Hogwarts, he figured the one place Granger was sure to be was the library. Everyone knew that piece of information about her. It was a running joke throughout the school. When he walked into the library, there she was. She glanced at him without saying a word. Draco pretended to be looking for a book and browsed the library shelves for several minutes gathering up his courage. After taking a stabilizing breath, Draco decided he would take his chances and approach her.

"Hey Granger. You must have been as bored as I was in Hogsmeade to be back so early."

Without even taking her eyes off her book Hermione replied. "I didn't go to Hogsmeade."

It was at this point Draco had tired of the game and came right out with it. "I know you didn't go to Hogsmeade because I looked everywhere for you."

For a second, it seemed as though his searching for her meant something, and she took her eyes off the book. "Why were you looking for me Malfoy?"

Draco snappishly replied. "I wanted to see you."

They were going back and forth getting nowhere.

Hermione laughed. "You see me every day Malfoy as I'm in most of your classes."

Draco saw where the conversation so he came right out and told Hermione he wanted to see her outside the school setting and hopefully spend some time alone with her.

As soon as Draco said, spend some time alone, Hermione had exploded. She accused him of only wanting another shag. She even made a remark about him taking her virginity.

Draco stood there for several seconds trying to comprehend what had just been said feeling as though he had been slapped. This was not the way he pictured their first conversation going. He stood there looking at her and Hermione sat there looking back at him. Finally, he said something to the effect, "Whatever Granger. Have it your way because you always have to be right. There's no chance that Draco Malfoy has honorable intentions because Hermione Granger doesn't think it's possible. My mistake." Leaving the library in a disappointed fury, Draco went straight to the Astronomy Tower to suffer his pain in solitude. For the first time in his life, Draco Malfoy had humbled himself to a witch, a muggleborn witch and been humiliated for it. He felt like a total arsehole and promised himself he wouldn't give Granger another chance to make a prat of him.

Although it had the ultimate result of cutting his nose off to spite his face, Draco stayed away from the witch who had him so flummoxed. For the rest of the school year, he didn't say another word to her. Draco really hadn't given up because he continued to stalk Hermione almost daily, but he never spoke to her or approached her.

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I swear this much is true

I'll be holding nothing back

When it comes to you

You dream of love that's everlasting

Well baby open up your eyes

I can love you like that

The end of term came round. Along with end of term came the End of Term Ball. For those who were graduating, it would be the last ball they would experience as Hogwarts students. For that group of students, the upcoming ball was affectionately being called The End of it All Ball. Draco originally intended to attend alone, but at the last minute agreed to accompany Daphne to the ball with the understanding he wouldn't let her stand in the way of him seeing Granger. Even though he and Granger had not passed a word between them since that day in the library, he had hopes of seeing her and wishing her well. Draco looked around when he first arrived, but couldn't see Granger anywhere. The thought crossed his mind maybe she wouldn't attend. If she didn't attend the ball, Draco thought of going to look for her, but discarded that idea rather quickly remembering that the last time he had gone looking for her things hadn't turned out well at all.

Thirty minutes later, Draco's heart fell all the way to his feet when he looked up and spotted Granger entering the Great Hall on the arm of Terry Boot. Draco's collar began to choke him and he was having a hard time catching his breath. That fucking wanker Boot had been all over Granger for most of the school year and now here he was accompanying her to the last ball of their last year. Draco was in the mood to cross the room and hex the shite out of Boot's arse just for the fun of it. He actually made it halfway across the Great Hall when good sense suddenly kicked in and he made a quick turn in the direction of the side doors. After a few cleansing breaths, Draco returned to the ball to chat with the Slytherins as though he didn't have a care in the world.

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Almost as soon as Granger and Boot entered the Great Hall, a ring of wizards surrounded her clamoring for a dance. Draco noticed that so many wizards asked Granger to dance, she hardly danced with Boot all night. This piece of information had warmed him significantly. Perhaps Mr. Terry Boot would not be in any position to lay claim to Granger that night. Draco hoped that would be the case.

Draco watched Granger for most of the night. She looked amazing although he thought she was showing a little too much skin. Other than that, he had to admit she looked perfect. His dick got so hard it got caught in his robes and he had to duck into a corner several times to adjust his worrisome member. Draco caught Granger glancing in his direction a few times, but he hadn't dared to even nod his head. Granger really hadn't needed a nod from him as she was still surrounded by a bunch of wankers vying for her attention.

Draco danced with Daphne a couple of times, but wanted to remain stationery so he could watch Granger. After the third time he refused to dance with her, Daphne strode off in a huff. He figured Daphne could go dance with some of those gits who had Granger surrounded. He didn't give a shite. Daphne had sucked him off a few times and might have thought she meant something to him, but she was wrong. As the night went on, all the graduating class mingled among themselves with the exception of him and Granger who had mingled with everyone except each other. When the ball ended, Draco left the Great Hall without looking back.

Graduation Day was over and it was time to leave Hogwarts for the last time. Draco sat on the side of the bed which was no longer his and reminisced. He must have sat there for an hour with the good and bad times flying through his mind thinking about what had transpired between him and Granger when Theo called out it was time to go. So Draco Malfoy gathered up his things and went to catch his last carriage from Hogwarts. He had looked around, but couldn't see Granger anywhere and decided she must have taken an earlier carriage. The harsh reality of it was even if Draco had seen her, she probably wouldn't have acknowledged him.

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On the ride down to the Hogwarts Express, Draco thought back over the year. Yes he had shagged some witches, but Hermione Granger the only witch who meant anything to him thought he was a thoughtless prick who only wanted one more free shag. Truthfully, Draco did want another shag from Granger. In fact, he wanted all her shags for a long time to come. He couldn't even begin to think about her being with some other wizard because she had done what no other witch, pureblood or not, dared do. She had rejected his advances and in doing so had brought him to his knees, which only made him want her more.

Draco may have been down, but he wasn't counting himself out. He was Draco Malfoy the wizard who always got what he wanted. He wasn't going to let Granger get away. He would lay low for a bit to figure out a plan of action. Then, he would go claim his witch the proper way.

I never make a promise

I don't intend to keep

So when I say forever

Forever's what I mean

Well I'm no Casanova

But I swear this much is true

I'll be holding nothing back

When it comes to you

You dream of love that's everlasting

Well baby open up your eyes

I can love you like that

The Middle Of The Beginning