Draco's POV
Draco sat in the booth trapped between Potter and Lovegood, his girlfriend up on stage getting ready to sing in this bizarre, what was it again?, oh yes karaoke thing. She'd been pissed at him for his comments and he knew she'd seen him smirking at her. He couldn't help himself really, there weren't many things Ginny wasn't confident about and sometimes he felt the need to push her buttons. To shake her up a bit. But he could tell she was in no mood to be mocked, not about her singing in public. For the life of him, Draco could not see why singing in public was so horrible for her, she had a very sweet voice. Not professional to be sure, but lovely nonetheless. He looked up sharply when she began to speak.
"I'm going to sing Time by Sarah McLachlan."
Damn. He watched her eyes flash as they met his. Her chin lifted defiantly and then her voice was carried to him, moving him in a way nothing, not even magic ever had.
"Time here,
all but means nothing, just shadows that move across the wall.
They keep me company, but they don't ask of me
they don't say nothing at all.
And I need just a little more silence
and I need just a little more time"
Draco sucked in a breath, her eyes continued to challenge him and he could feel his pulse quicken. Damn her,
damn her to the flames she came from. No one should have such control over a Malfoy, especially the dragon himself, no
one even a goddess of fire.
"But you send your thieves to me
silently stalking me
Dragging me into your wall
Would you give me no choice in this?
I know you can't resist, trying to reopen a sore.
Leave me be, I don't want to argue
I'd just get confused and I'd come all undone.
If I agree, well, it's just to appease you
Cause I don't remember what we're fighting for."
Draco vaguely recalled the time a few days after they had begun seeing each other. That insipid little Creevey, he fit his name really, thought he had the right to attempt to cajole Ginny into a date with him.
Flashback:
Colin looked at Ginny nervously as she waited patiently for him to ask his question.
"Well Ginny, I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?"
Draco's blood had boiled at the nerve. He walked up and stood beside Ginny glaring ferociously.
"She's not available."
He sneered slightly and was given great satisfaction as the younger Gryffindor had practically shrieked and run
back down the hall. Ginny had been less pleased. Without a word she had turned and stormed away from him. It took him
two weeks to get her to talk to him again, he'd even apologized to Creevey for his interruption.
Draco was brought sharply back to the hear and now as Ginny continued to sing.
"You see love-- a tight, thorny thread that you spin in a circle of gold
you have me to hold me
a token for all to see
captured to be yours alone."
No, she couldn't think that of him could she? Had he not done enough to gain her trust going so far as to make
amends with her prat of a brother Ron? And still she thought she was no more than a trophy for him? But wait, it was
just a song, or was it?
"And I need just a little more silence,
and I just need a little more time,
The courage to pull away
there will be hell to pay
the deeper you cut to the bone.
Leave me be, I don't want to argue
I'd just get confused and I'd come all undone.
If I agree, well, it's just to appease you
Cause I don't remember what we're fighting for."
For the first time all of Draco's confidence had left him. He was naked in vulnerability and these words were shaking him to the core. Was she breaking up with him? He tried to capture her gaze again but she refused to meet him. Or was this all his imagination? Merlin, did he hope it was."
"Time here,
all but means nothing,
just shadows that move across the wall.
They keep me company,
but they don't ask of me
they don't say nothing at all.
Leave me be, I don't want to argue
I'd just get confused and I'd come all undone.
If I agree, well, it's just to appease you
Cause I don't remember what we're fighting for."
Hermione's POV
Hermione watched as Ginny sang, how her words affected Malfoy. She watched as all his usual bravado left him and he sat there in stark fear of losing Ginny. Her attention was back at the stage as Dumbledore once more picked up the goblet and pulled out a name. It was Seamus's turn for the fun. Heaven only knew what the halfborn wizard would choose for himself. Ginny came back to the table and scooted in next to Hermione rather than back next to Malfoy. Her eyes were shimmering and Hermione embraced her shoulders briefly before Seamus began to sing. Malfoy turned a hurt gaze to the redhead and to Hermione it was obvious to that Malfoy cared for Ginny and surprisingly Hermione hoped they could work things out.
TBC…