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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, that's JKR. I don't own the song, that's Taylor Swift. ((Even though Beyonce's video was better. Haha.))

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me.

You Belong With Me, by Taylor Swift

Draco sighed and put his head in his hands. Why did everything have to be so complicated? He hadn't meant anything by it. It had only been a joke. He went to the fireplace in his flat to call Hermione over. He needed to visit with her; she always knew how to cheer him up. Draco leaned down to throw the powder in when someone knocked on his door.

"Bugger. Who could it be?" He contemplated just ignoring the person and calling Hermione over anyway.

"Don't you dare ignore me, Draco Alexander Malfoy."

He stopped in his tracks. With a smirk, he walked to his front door and let his friend in.

"How do you do that? I was just about to Floo you over here and then you just happen to be at my door."

"I'm just amazing like that," she grinned happily. "So, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine."

Hermione scrutinized him carefully. "I don't believe that for a minute. What happened between you and Astoria this time?"

He paced the floor wearily before spilling out the story. Hermione made comments appropriately and rolled her eyes at the ridiculous behavior of Astoria.

"It was just a sarcastic comment. I thought it was funny." He seemed to feel the need to defend his actions.

"Well, she doesn't get your humor, not like I do."

"Nobody gets me as well as you do, 'Mione."

"I know." Her smile was teasing.

He grimaced as if the humor was too much for him. "I guess I should Floo her and apologize."

"Don't even think about it! Accio WWN." She turned it on and went to their favorite station. "Listen, Draco!" She turned up the volume. "It's our song!"

She turned the radio as loud as it would go and took his hands. "Dance with me."

He obliged and they twirled around the room together, both laughing madly. He stopped and let go of Hermione's hand; caught off guard, she fell to the floor. With a small frown on her face, she got up and rubbed her sore bottom. "You better have a good explanation for that, Draco."

"Astoria wouldn't like this song. She loathes this type of music."

Hermione was stunned. "You dropped me on my arse because she wouldn't like this music?! That's it: you need some help." She ran out the door and in amusement, Draco followed her, making sure to close and lock it behind him.

As they walked down the cobblestone street, Hermione daringly grabbed his hand and entwined her fingers with his. At first, Draco looked around to make sure that Astoria wasn't around and then relaxed before tightening his grip on Hermione's hand.

"Where are you taking me anyway?"

"You'll see," she said with a mischievous smile as she continued to lead him into what appeared to be muggle London.

"I feel so conspicuous in my robes," he complained loudly.

"Oh for Merlin's sake, come on then." She dragged him into the nearest muggle clothing store and took him to the men's section. "Pick something out then. Heaven forbid you feel 'conspicuous'." She stuck her tongue out at him jokingly and he returned the gesture.

Half an hour later, they came out of the store; Draco was dressed casually and yet handsomely in faded grey skinny jeans and a green shirt. It was chilly outside, so he had bought a et too.

"Feeling less conspicuous?"

"Yes," he replied smugly, "much less."

"Good, now come on!" She grabbed his hand again and they walked down the street together. Hermione felt happy and carefree. This is perfect, exactly how it ought to be. She turned and smiled at Draco who returned it instantly. He had the most beautiful smile. It'd been awhile since Hermione had seen that bright of a smile on his face. In fact...she'd venture to guess that since he started dating Astoria...he hadn't smiled like that. Why was he even dating her? They were wrong for each other. There was definitely someone much better out there for him. Has he ever thought that just maybe, he belongs with me?

She shook the thought out of her mind and stopped in front of a small little building. "We're here!"

Draco wrinkled his nose slightly. "Where exactly is here?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at his snobbishness and walked in. A little bell signaled her entrance and a middle aged woman appeared from the back room.

"How may I help you folks today?"

"I'd like a scoop of rocky road please, and he'll have..." She looked at him questioningly.

"A scoop of chocolate fudge brownie, please."

"Coming right up."

Hermione and Draco took a seat at one of the tables inside.

"You took me to muggle London to get ice cream? Really, Hermione? You know, we could have just gone to Fortescue's."

She smiled serenely. "I know."

When their ice creams came, Hermione led him out the door. "We aren't eating here, silly."

He sighed and resigned himself to following her around for awhile longer. They arrived at a playground and sat on a park bench, eating their frozen treats in silence.

"Hey, Draco."

"Yeah?"

"You've got some ice cream on your nose."

"What?" Hermione laughed and pushed his cone onto his nose so that a big splotch of ice cream was in the middle of his nose. He looked at her in mock anger. "What the hell was that for?"

She tried and failed to look apologetic, but instead, started laughing. "Sorry, I can't take you seriously with ice cream on your nose."

In retaliation, he pushed her cone into her nose so they both had ice cream on their nose. "There, now we're even."

She looked so taken aback at his action that he just had to laugh. Did she really not expect him to get her back? Her face was priceless. Amidst their laughter, a fleeting thought stood out in Hermione's mind. Hey, isn't this easy? We're so at ease together; it's nice.

They sat in silence for a few minutes. Hermione, thinking about what they would be like as a couple. The thoughts were pleasant ones and they made her smile. She looked over at her companion and frowned. He looked pensive.

"You thinking about Astoria?"

He looked up at her, his blue eyes hard with emotion. "Yes, I was. Sometimes I wonder why I'm with her. I mean, she doesn't seem to appreciate anything I do and she takes life so seriously. She doesn't joke at all and she doesn't understand me. I am so lucky that I've got you. You've always been around for me and you get me, even when I don't completely get myself. I can tell you pretty much everything and you always have a knack for making me laugh when I feel like I'm going to cry. You're truly a great friend, Hermione."

Her heart broke at the word 'friend'. Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you? I've been here all along! Why can't you see it?

"Have you ever thought that..." Hermione couldn't bring herself to finish the thought aloud.

"Have I ever thought what?"

She smiled sadly. "It's nothing. Come on, it's getting late. We should head back." Hermione threw the remains of her ice cream in the trash and walked at a brisk pace ahead of him. "...just maybe you belong with me?"

Draco caught up to her, seeming not to have heard the last half of her quietly spoken question, and slipped his hand in hers and squeezed it. She smiled at him and they walked back to his flat in a companionable silence.

AN2: Hm, this had a sadder ending then I wanted it to have. But, hey, they can't always kiss and get together, right? I mean, look at canon. ((Gloomy.))

Anyway, please review! My surgery is at seven am tomorrow and it'd be great if I could come home to ten or more reviews! :D Please?