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Lost in the Music	By : Daydreamer Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 23799 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 4: Losing Track of time

Hermione returned to the head dorms from her practice session, after her meeting with Mr Lovewell he had taken her to the recording studio, which was situated higher in the building of his office.

She had done a range of vocal exercise with her vocal coach and then sung the 3 songs that had already been released.

Then she was set to work with a song writer, although Hermione wrote her own songs.

Hermione preferred to write her own songs as it provided her with a way for her to express her emotions, quite often no-one knew what the songs were about, nevertheless it comforted Hermione to know that she had inadvertently shared her feelings.

Hermione had been informed by the songwriter that Hogwarts would be getting a special performance of Larissa Grey’s new song.

Therefore Hermione had to write a new one.

Each time she was being pushed further. Although it was tiresome Hermione was happy she was doing what she loved.

Standing in the common room Hermione made her way over to her favorite spot; the cream chaise, to sit down it was about 1’o’ clock and she was glad it was a weekend it meant that she could have a nap, before the Quidditch match.

Hermione had promised Harry and subsequently Ron, that she would be in the Gryffindor stand cheering them on, like she had done since they’d become friends, the plan was to then meet up and go down to dinner together.

Stifling a yawn and feeling too tired to climb to her room she curled up on the chaise, the fireplace let of a warm glow with a wave of her hand.

Minutes later Hermione embraced sleep.

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“We’re so going to beat Ravenclaw if that tactic works Drake” Blaise Zabini said Draco Malfoy smiled “That’s why I’m the captain” he laughed back.

The boys were returning from watching the Quidditch match, Gryffindor Vs Hufflepuff, where Gryffindor had been victorious. Harry had once again caught the snitch.

The boys approached the portrait that hid the head dorms “Perseverance” Draco said as the portrait swung open.

The two boys walked into the grand room chatting to each other jovially, neither noticed the sleeping girl in the corner.

“How are things with Pansy?” Blaise asked teasingly to Draco, Draco scoffed and went even paler than the blonde boy already was.

The look on his sculpted face said it all. Disgust.

“Take it you won’t be taking her to the Yule ball then...?” Blaise asked laughing softly at his best friend, his face showing the obvious dislike to the girl who threw herself at anything that breathed.

“No” Draco confirmed breathing a sigh of relief, “I’ve never being so grateful to my father and that says something” he smiled sadly.

Draco’s father had called off his ‘engagement’ to Pansy Parkinson just before he died; he knew he was dying having had a very dark curse cast upon him by the Dark Lord.

A ‘gift’ he called it, to encourage him to perform better on the tasks he was given, everyone knew that the Dark Lords ‘gifts’ weren’t good. And within a week Lucius had become critically ill.

As his father lay in St Mungo’s there was nothing he or his mother could do except watch him slip away.

Lying on his death bed Lucius felt as though he should make amend with his son, it seemed fitting at the time to relinquish the marriage contract as it was obvious it made his son unhappy.

And contrary to popular belief Lucius loved his son very much and hated to see him unhappy.

“Drake, mate” Blaise interrupted Draco’s thoughts “Don’t go to that dark place again, you’re just beginning to come out of that shell you built for yourself” he continued.

Draco simply nodded.

Blaise was right; after his father’s death he and his mother Narcissa had decided to turn over a new leaf. And Draco was trying to be a ‘new man’. In the days after his father’s death Draco had learnt a lot from his mother’s ‘revelations’.

His mother had told him that Lucius had never been a true supporter of Voldemort and had simply become one of the death eaters as a way of protecting him and his family; it was bitterly ironic to Draco, that this ‘protection’ was what had inflicted so much pain upon them.

Sadly Draco didn’t know the man Narcissa spoke about so often, having only seen the man that drilled in to him the belief that purebloods were superior to that of half-bloods or Muggleborns. It was heart breaking for Draco to see how his father’s death had affected his mother so much, Draco knew that a piece of her had died too that day.

He’d never admit it out loud but Draco knew that everything he was ever taught was a load of crap. Hermione Know-it-all Granger had bested his scores in every subject since 1st year. He quite admired her determination to succeed; something he felt was beginning to rub off on him in the last two months.

Draco was distracted from his train of thought by the sound of fabric moving it was then that out of the corner of his eye he spotted something.

“B” Draco said quietly, the tanned dark haired boy turned to him.

Draco nodded his head in the direction of the sleeping girl.

Hermione.

She lay on the chaise sleeping softly, Draco had never seen her face look so soft, her features smooth and angelic.

He’d never seen her look so relaxed; she always seemed to have her guard up.

She looked peaceful; it seemed a shame to wake her, but with dinner being served in 20 minutes he thought he better.

Sneaking one last look at the sleeping girl that Draco wouldn’t have recognized if it weren’t for the long curly golden brown hair, he slowly approached her.

“Wakey wakey, Princess” he said softly putting a hand on Hermione’s shoulder and giving it a gentle shake.

Hermione opened an eye lid to find silvery blue eyes watching her, a soft smile gracing his masculine pink lips.

“Five more minutes, Prince” she said turning over.

Draco chuckled.

Blaise ever the quiet one, remained in the corner and observed the head boy wake the head girl, He quirked an eyebrow at the unusual use of endearment from Draco.

Draco’s head turned to meet Blaise’s brown eyes; he could feel the familiar sense of pushing in his mind and knew immediately that Blaise was using Occulmency on him.

He instantly lowered his walls to converse with his friend.

“Princess?” Blaise thought.

“Erm... Yeah” Draco returned.

“How come you’re using such a term of endearment towards a girl you supposedly hated?”

Draco sighed. “Granger and I have decided to let sleeping dogs lie, to use the muggle term, being honest Blaise...” Draco stopped his train of thought.

Could he trust Blaise not to say anything?

“Go on...” Blaise thought noticing Draco’s contemplation

Draco confessed “I never, did not like her, I’ve never had a problem with her privately, it was all for show, you know what I mean?”

Blaise nodded his head at this.

“I thought as much” Blaise laughed.

“She’s okay you know” he said out loud startling Draco.

Blaise looked over at the girl who had returned to sleep “You could do so much worse, she’s pretty and in the conventional sense too, and she has brains, just like you! I imagine you have quite a bit in common if you sat down and actually got to know each other instead of only being amicable”.

Draco didn’t reply to this, he was shocked not only at the fact he was watching Granger sleeping, and wanting to, but also at the fact that his best friend had just essentially told him that Granger was a good match for him.

That worried him.

Stalking towards the stairs, he began ascending them to his room.

“Granger!” He shouted looking at his watch.

The girl shot up quickly at the sound of her name, obviously startled.

Blaise smiled at her apologetically.

“Dinner’s in 10 minutes” he finished and walked into his room closing the door with a soft thud.

******

Hermione looked at the clock that rested above the fire place, it couldn’t be dinner time already she’d just closed her eyes. Sure enough the clock confirmed Draco.

“Shit!”

A/N: I would just like to say thank you for everyone who had read this story, there is more to come. This is my first Fan Fic story, so if I'm going wrong or want to give me feedback then please do

quick note:

Haunted: As soon as you said those two words I instantly knew what you meant, interestingly though I've never seen and episode, but I get the gist of it. I will try to prevent this story from being predictable and as clinched, and I hope that you'll like where I go with story. I intend to make it include material that Disney wouldn't approve off.

HyperGurl221: Thank you so much for reviewing I hope you like where the story goes, let me know what you think.

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