I do not own Harry potter and regretfully, I also don't own Draco 

Hermione's complexity

I love the way you look at me,

The way you touch my hair,

I hate the way you look at me,

And say that you don't care.

I love the way you hold me tight,

And never let me go,

I hate the way you look at us,

And try to start a fight.

I know that you hate Harry,

And I know that you hate Ron,

But if it stays like this,

I don't think I could hold on.

You were my first,

You were my last,

Is it still in the present?

Or is it in the past.

You mother and your father hate me,

They say that im of dirty blood,

And when you sneer and laugh at me,

I feel just as dirty as mud.

So what im going to say now,

Is just so hard to say,

I think that we should break up,

It's easier this way.

I know that you won't miss me,

But I'll miss you everyday,

I know you'll want to kiss me,

But I'll hold back and I will pray.

That someday in the future,

We'll see each other at last,

In I'll remember how you were my first,

And I want you to be my last