Heads Of The House {Dramione} {√}

Chapter 8 IN DRACO'S POV

Draco's POV:

I trudged down the hall to Professor McGonagall's office.

I seemed to get there too soon.

I hesitantly knocked on the door.

"Come in!" McGonagall said.

I opened the door and stepped inside.

"Take a seat, Mr. Malfoy." McGonagall said. She gestured to the armchair on the left side of the room.

"So, you seem to be quite lonely these days", McGonagall said as I was seated.

"Yes, Professor. I am quite lonely." I said. I stared at my hands.

"Well, Mr. Malfoy, why are you so lonely?" McGonagall asked with a hint of concern in her voice.

"Well, everyone thinks that I'm still bad, still a Death Eater." I said.

"I see. They don't believe that you have changed." McGonagall said.

"Yes. The War has turned my sides, but not my reputation." I said sadly.

"What about Ms. Granger? You two must at least be acquaintances by now!" McGonagall said, with a bit of shock in her voice.

"Well, she still doesn't believe that I have changed..." I said.

My eyes began to fill with tears.

"Now, now, Mr. Malfoy, don't cry!" McGonagall exclaimed.

She reached into a drawer of her desk. She pulled out a handkerchief.

She handed it to me.

I dabbed at my eyes and blew my nose.

"Don't you want to be friends with Ms. Granger?" McGonagall asked.

"Yes, I want it more than anything else in the world, but she still won't acknowledge me as I am now. She only thinks of my horrible past." I say, blowing my nose again.

"Well, Mr. Malfoy, I will try to help your situation. Until further notice, you are dismissed." McGonagall said.

"May I keep the kerchief, Professor?" I asked.

"You may, Mr. Malfoy. I believe that you need it more than I do." McGonagall said with a nod.

"Thank you for your time, Professor. It's kind of a lost cause anyway..." I said.

"Now, now, Mr. Malfoy, I WILL find a way to help you." McGonagall said firmly.

I nodded and exited the room.

*three hours later, at dusk*

I sat in our common room, waiting for Hermione to come back.

I stared out the window that Hermione loves.

As I was sitting there, I heard the telltale click of our common room opening.

As I watched the door, Hermione entered the room.

Not moving, I watched Hermione.

She took something out of her pocket.

She pressed a button and music steamed out of the small, square box.

She started singing with the music.

The song went like this:
There was a time,
When I was alone,
No where to go,
No place to call home.
My only friend was the man in the moon,
And even sometimes he would go away too.
Then one night, as I closed my eyes,
I saw a shadow flying high.
He came to me with the sweetest smile,
Told me he wanted to talk for a while.
He said,
Peter Pan, that's what they call me,
I promise that you'll never be lonely.
And ever since that day,
I am a lost boy,
From Neverland,
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan and
When we're bored, we play in the woods,
Always on the run from Captain Hook,
Run, run, lost boy, they say to me,
Away from all of reality,
Neverland is home, to lost boys like me,
And lost boys like me are free.
Neverland is home, to lost boys like me,
And lost boys like me are free.
Lost Boy by Ruth B

I stared at Hermione as she finished the song.

She had an amazing voice.

I decided to tell Hermione that she did well.

I moved, and Hermione saw me out of the corner of her eye.

"Oh, Draco, I didn't know that you were here!" She said.

Even in the dark, I could see her blush.

"I just wanted to tell you that you did well. You sounded really good." I said.

"Thanks, Draco. Well, I'm off to bed. See you tomorrow." She said.

"Good night." I said, walking toward my dorm room.

I climbed into bed.

It took me a while to fall asleep.

I was thinking about how Hermione had called me Draco, not Malfoy.

Hey guys I know its been a while but now I have 5 freaking books so I'm slow.

And OMG the song I had that all memorized! There's another half, but I didn't remember it and my hand hurt, so yea. I updated my Harry Potter's Identical earlier if you wanna read it.

So yea! Bye!