I decided to make these a series. Every once in a while I feel the need to do another iPod challenge, although I've a bit attatched to my shipping. They are listed in order of newest to oldest so you get what I consider the best first.

Need you now by Lady Antebellum

"Where are you, Draco?" Hermione whispers as she stares out the bedroom window. It's been over a week since she last saw him, and Hermione doesn't understand how so much time has passed.

It was a stupid fight. She couldn't even recall what it was about, but it hadn't been worth a split. Yet she'd yelled at him and told him to leave and never come back. It looked like Draco was listening.

Hermione Granger had kicked him out of the house exactly nine days ago, Draco realized as he stared at the clock in the Hogs Head pub. Aberforth had gotten used to seeing Draco there since he'd been there every night. His pride kept him from going back, but he didn't know how long it would last.

With a sigh, Hermione reached for floo powder. If Draco wasn't coming home, she would go to him.

Draco couldn't stand it anymore. Pride be damned, he was going home.

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"Ginny," Hermione said flatly. "This isn't going to work."

Ginny sighed. "Why do you have to be so down on yourself? Think about it. How many girls have I helped in your situation?"

"A few," Hermione admitted, "but none of them had hair like this."

"None of them had their sights set as you either," Ginny acknowledged. "I'm going to make sure you get your guy. The higher prize means bigger incentive. Consider it my way of helping the world."

"You're just sick of seeing me go to work looking like someone on What Not To Wear."

"What's that?"

"It's a muggle TV show, but nevermind that."

Within three hours, Ginny was pulling away with a gasp. "Look at you! No one will be able to keep their hands off!"

"I doubt that," Hermione said, but she looked in the mirror anyway. "Wow."

"Draco won't be able to wait."

Take Me Away By Avril Lavigne

Hermione Granger wasn't used to feeling lost. Her entire life had been a driven, focused funnel leading up to the defeat of Voldemort and her graduation from Hogwarts. Now that both were over, she didn't know what else to do. The entire Wizarding world was offering her a job, but she didn't want any of them.

She started clubbing, running off the steam that came with the mistake she made the night before graduation.

Every boy she met reminded her of him. That one had blonde hair. That one had blue eyes. The one in the corner had that sullen look. This one was moody. That one was egotistical.

She was trapped in a world. The only one who could get her out was Draco.

And he wasn't there.

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"That's great that you and Ron are finally dating," Ginny gushed.

"Thanks," Hermione replied, hand intertwined with the boy in question. Ron paid no mind. He was talking to Harry.

"I'll talk to you in a little while, okay?" Ginny said and bounced off.

Hermione shook her head and looked up. Her heart stopped beating.

Up ahead, she could see a man who looked absolutely gorgeous. He appeared strong and distinguished, like he didn't care what anyone thought.

But he was the newly acquitted Draco Malfoy.

Hermione told herself to stay away and clung to Ron. She spent the next year telling herself that Ron was a great boyfriend, but something in Draco's eyes that day told her she was being stupid. Being with Ron was the quickest way to throw something great away.

She couldn't take it anymore.

"Ron, I'm sorry."

"Why?"

"You just aren't what I need anymore." And you never were.

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"Leave me alone, Blaise," Draco growled.

'Fine," his best friend replied. "IT's not my problem if you're questioning your own manhood."

Draco whirled around. "I am not," he hissed.

"Yes, you are," Blaise said calmly, ignoring the wand clenched in Draoc's fist. "You can't imagine why she'd choose Weasley over you. After what you did before graduation and her little spiral from control, you can't fathom how that scrawny git could save her when you couldn't. You're the forbidden fruit. When she bit of you, she wasn't supposed to be able to resist coming back for more."

"Shut up," Draco snapped, physically pushing away his friend. "It's none of your business who I care for or what I'm thinking. You don't want to push this Blaise."

"Oh I know," he rolled his eyes. "You'll fight me. We'll duel. You'll win. I don't care."

"What?"

"Stop playing yourself, Draco. You want her, and you know you should be doing everything possible to win her."

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"What did you do to my son?" Draco hissed at a parent-teacher conference.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Hermione replied calmly.

"I found a journal." Draco paused as though expecting her to break down and confess. She didn't. "My son has been keeping a journal. And it's all. About. You."

"That's slightly disturbing, Mr. Malfoy," she replied. "It's not good if your son is fanaticizing about me."

"He's not," Draco hissed, getting in her face. "I can tell this really happened.

The close distance shook her. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "He started it, if it makes a difference. I know it's wrong, but… He reminds me of you."

Draco sighed. "Whatever we had in our youth is gone, Granger."

"Weasley."

"Even worse. You need to stop. Doesn't your daughter fancy him?"

Tears welled up in her eyes. "Yes, and she doesn't understand why he doesn't want her."

"She needs to have him."

Please review. Even if you hated every one of them, I'd really like to know why. I consider these more of a writing challenge than a drabble collection. Help me improve my writing. :)