A/N: It's been a while, but I'm back and I'm revising the story..and I have a new obsession with the show 'Mindfreak'. It doesn't hurt that Criss Angel is attractive either

It started one Sunday afternoon

Intoxicated by flowers bloom

I fell asleep by the big maple tree

That's where she said she saw me.

Excerpts from "Of Dream" by Au4

Draco rolled on his side and stared up at the sky. This had been his everyday routine for a week. He had found a small park in Coppingham, away from civilization. It was a place where he found himself used to. His preferred spot had become under a old maple tree, full of a grassy meadow where he laid down and would stare at the sky for hours. It was only Sunday, and Draco already felt as if he had been in the small village for weeks.

Draco take a long drag from his cigarette and stared up at the sky as he saw the rings of smoke float away into the sky. His summer had become a blur of days, from waking up everyday to eating his breakfast, coming to the park and taking long naps under the tree. He had grown restless, but it was a place where he could just let everything go. He threw the cigarette in the meadow and shifted his body into a sleeping position. As his eyelids started drooping, the last image that came to his mind before he plummeted into slumber was of Hermione.

Hermione had been walking around town for the last three hours, and she had found absolutely nothing to do. Her parents had once again gone to help her aunt with her dental office, and had asked Hermione to join them. Hermione refused and citied that she wanted to see more of the village and to explore the sea. Her parents had reluctantly agreed as long as she joined them for dinner that night

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Hermione scuffed her shoe along the pebbled sidewalk and walked along the rest o the path. Her job had been going well, she had already even become friendly with some customers, who were overjoyed to see her when they made their purchases. But Hermione had yet to make any social contact with people her age, and spent her afternoons catching up on reading or taking long strolls on the beach. It had been a week since her last encounter with Draco, and Hermione preferred to keep it that way. As Hermione kept on walking, her mind wandered back to Draco. What was he doing in Coppingham? Hermione decided to keep this information from Harry and Ron, she knew if she told them, all hell would break lose. She was tired of the two boys being overprotective of her, and she wanted to be on her own for the first summer in a long time. Hermione kept on walking and before she knew it, she has stumbled onto a small park, detached from the city.

Hermione breathed in the air, and she immediately recognized the scent of jasmine and rose. Hermione's eyes widened as she took in the sigh before her. All around the small park was a number of trees that consisted of a weeping willow, and small bushes of flowers. Hermione was surprised to see a small stream in the center of the park. Hermione quickly grabbed her bag and took out her camera, one that she had received from her parents over a year ago, but never bothered to use (according to Ron, such a device was a waste because the pictures would stay still and not move).

As Hermione started snapping pictures of rare flowers she has never encountered, a vast figure in the distance made her sight curious. As Hermione inched her way closer to the tree, she backed away suddenely. Asleep under a big maple tree, was none other than Draco Malfoy. Hermione took in a deep breath and studied his face. He wore simple clothes, a worn white undershirt and faded jeans, his feet were bare and his face.. It was one way Hermione had never seen him so…serene. His eyelashes were long and dark, and his pink lips were formed in a "O". Hermione giggled. She had encountered the big bad Malfoy asleep under a tree.

Carefully, not to disturb him, Hemione aimed her camera as his face, and took a shot. Hermione reviewed the picture on the screen, and quickly turned off her camera. Draco didn't stir as she squatted in front of him and stared at him in awe. Hermione had never seen him so peaceful in slumber.. and as much as she did not want to admit it..so attractive. Wisps of his light blonde hair covered his eyes, and his breathing was the only sound mixed in with the faint chirping of birds and crickets. Hermione turned around and was about to get up, when a arm grabbed her.

Hermione cringed to see Draco grabbing her arm and smirking at her.

"What are you doing Granger? Why must you interrupt my peaceful slumber?" he asked, still smirking. Hermione blinked and looked up in surprise.

"Nothing, I'm was just going around the city..and I- I- found this place" she stammered.

Why did she suddenly feel nervous? She felt as if she were a little kid and had just been scourned at for doing a bad thing. Draco resumed into a sitting position, and backed up against the tree and folded his arms againt his chest. Hermione Granger was in front of him.

And as much as he did not want to admit it, he liked seeing her infront of him, shaking and wearing a pure white sundress, her long hair gathered into a braid.

"You can sit down Granger, I'm not going to bite you just yet." He stated. Hermione gaped at him, and reluctantly sat a bit further from him. She sat across from him, with an unreadable expression on her face. Draco reached into his bag and pulled out a piece of cheese and bread and offered a piece to her. Hermione kept her stare on him, and without blinking took the piece.

"Why are you acting all kind?" she said, finally breaking the silence between them. Draco shrugged and bit into his bread.

"Face it Granger, I think you and me are the only people who know each other here, and I'm not going to be acting like an arse every time I see you, even though I do enjoy getting you pissed off at me" he said with a smile.

It had been the first real smile Hermione had seen etched on his face. Hermione nibbled on the piece of cheese and returned a smile. Draco drank a sip from his water bottle and offered some to Hermione who shook her head, motioning to her own bottle in her bag. They sat in silence for a few minutes, eating their food and staring into the nature around them. Hermione had never seen such a tranquil place. She felt so much lighter, and the whole atmosphere around her seemed so soft. Draco's silver eyes bore into her own, and gave her another smile.

"You know it's weird, how you and me ended up here, and we haven't killed each other yet."

Hermione rolled her eyes and laughed.

" It's only about to start Draco.". Draco stared at her "You said my name."

Hermione shrugged

"It's the beginning of something new isn't it?"