Love Songs

Title: Here I Go Again

By: Mrs_Helene_Snape

Warnings: Angst, Language, hints of M/F/F, beginnings of LM/HG



Disclaimers: The characters belong to JKR and the song is property of Bernie Marsden, David Coverdale



Song: Here I Go Again

By: Whitesnake

Year: 1982



Background info: Voldie is dead, Lucius is reformed, and Narcissa is a conniving, cheating bitch who just divorced Lucius in a very ugly and very public way.



This song is a love song in the sense of it\'s about loving yourself. It\'s about being on your own and being okay with that. Enjoy!



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I don\'t know where I\'m going



Hermione Granger felt lost. She didn\'t have any clue what path she wanted her life to take. Voldemort was dead and NEWTs were completed.





But, I sure know where I\'ve been



That was as far as she had come to hashing out any sort of life plan. Oh, she had things she wanted to do. She wanted to travel, she wanted to continue her studies at university and, eventually, she wanted a family of her own.



Hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday



She thought that she could have that with Ron. But, alas, the cheating bastard couldn\'t keep it in his trousers.



And I\'ve made up my mind



It was shortly after graduating from Hogwarts when she discovered Ron in flagrante delecto sandwiched between the Patil twins. Even though they had never fully consummated their own relationship, it was then that Hermione knew that she would never be enough for him.



I ain\'t wasting no more time



Graduation had just taken place and Diagon Alley was practically bursting at the seams from the numerous graduation parties and celebrations of Voldemort\'s defeat.



Many people of her year had all decided to try a new club that had just opened close to Knockturn Alley. Club Imperio was supposed to be the place to let it all hang out. When Hermione arrived, she discovered that it was nothing short of being a den of iniquity. Everywhere she looked, she saw couples, threesomes, hell even a few groups, on the verge of shagging in their booths. It was when she spotted Ron in the midst of a hot and heavy snogging session with Padma and Parvati that she knew whatever relationship they might have had was over.



But, here I go again

Here I go again



When Hermione left the club, she was on the verge of tears. How could he do that to her? He knew that many of their Seventh Year classmates had been invited there, so why would he be so blatant about making out with other girls?



Though I keep searching for an answer



She didn\'t know what to think. All she wanted was to get the hell away from the lot of them before she started slinging hexes that bordered on Unforgivable.



I never seem to find what I\'m looking for

Oh Lord, I pray You give me strength to carry on

Cos I know what it means

To walk along the lonely street of dreams



She wandered around the Alley, at a loss as to what to do next. Prior to seeing Ron in the club, she had held on to the hope that they could make a go of it. She wanted to extend their relationship past the comforts of Hogwarts. She had wanted to make a life with him. Now, all she wanted to do was never lay eyes on the promiscuous bastard ever again.



And here I go again on my own



She had been perfectly fine before she started dating Ron at the end of Sixth Year, so she felt that she would be okay now that he was out of the picture.



Going down the only road I\'ve ever known

Like a drifter I was born to walk alone



During her tenure at Hogwarts, Hermione had discovered that she would never find a wizard her own age who was her intellectual equal. When she was with Ron, yes the conversation was somewhat dull, but they had shared so many life experiences (brushes with Death) that she thought they could over look their differences. What a stupid assumption that was!



And I\'ve made up my mind

I ain\'t wasting no more time



She decided to head over to The Leaky Cauldron to have a drink and drown her sorrows. If nothing else came from the night, she could say she had left her youth behind her – by getting pissed out of her mind.



She walked in and sat down at the bar. Tom came over and asked “What you drinking, love?”



“Firewhiskey...a double shot...and keep them coming.”



“Miss Granger? Surely you aren\'t in need of such a plebeian beverage?”



I\'m just another heart in need of rescue



Hermione tensed at the sound of her name. It was obvious that Tom hadn\'t spoke, so she turned on her stool to survey the room, trying to discern who the voice belonged to. As she swept her eyes around the room, her gaze met the cool steel look of Lucius Malfoy located two empty stools down from hers.



“Firewhiskey is the beverage of choice when one is trying to blot out the pain of betrayal Mr. Malfoy. I am certain you know all about betrayal, don\'t you?”



“I insist that you call me Lucius if we are going to share drinks and stories of betrayal. Yes betrayal is a pain I know all too well, Miss Granger.”



“It\'s Hermione. And I suspect that you know more about it than most. I was sorry to hear about the debacle with your wife, er...ex-wife. That vile insect Rita Skeeter doesn\'t know how to keep her exceptionally long nose and sharp quill out of other people\'s business. One of these days I am going to squash her like the bug that she is” Hermione said vehemently as she took a deep draught from the chilled tumbler that Tom had set before her. .



“Such dark threats from such a little witch. Didn\'t you just graduate? Aren\'t you a little wet behind the ears to be boasting about causing that vile woman\'s demise?” Lucius chuckled at the thought of Hermione flattening Rita\'s head under the heel of her boot.



“Look...I have just participated in and survived the most gruesome war the wizarding world had ever seen. I had to suffer through my parents being tortured and killed because I didn\'t anticipate when you and your little Death Eater friends were going to attack my family. And now I just caught my boyfriend practically shagging the Patil twins where all and sundry could see. I am extremely pissed off right now and I wish to get drown myself in a bottle of Firewhiskey so I may blot out the memory of the misery that is my life” she said as she took another deep drink of her beverage.“So Lucius, unless you are here with suggestions that will bring me out of my despair, you may want to move along. Find someone else to annoy.”



Waiting on love\'s sweet charity



“Hermione, I believe that I know of just the thing that will bring you back from the brink” Lucius told her with an wicked glint in his eye.



.And I\'m gonna hold on for the rest of my days



“And what might that be?” she asked, genuinely curious as to what his suggestion might entail.



“The best revenge on a love lost, is living well. And I know all about living well. Perhaps you could benefit from my expertise? What say you Hermione? Shall we show your philandering former love that you can live well without him?”



Cos I know what it means

To walk along the lonely street of dreams



Hermione was intrigued by his suggestion. Did she really want to get involved with a man like Lucius Malfoy? What would be in store for her if she took him up on his offer? She honestly didn\'t know, but at this point she didn\'t really care.



And here I go again on my own

Going down the only road I\'ve ever known

Like a drifter I was born to walk alone

And I\'ve made up my mind

I ain\'t wasting no more time



She wanted to block out the memories of this night, the war, and all things Ronald Sodding Weasley. She made up her mind. She wouldn\'t waste any more time before trying to move on. Ron didn\'t, so why should she?



But here I go again

Here I go again



She was going to jump into whatever the situation with Lucius might be with both feet. For once in her life, the unknown excited her. And she knew that regardless of however long it lasted, Lucius would provide her with the excitement she so desperately needed and deserved.



Here I go again

Here I go again



She was going to be on her own in the sense of not having her friends to fall back on, but that really didn\'t matter. She knew all about being on her own. Her intelligence isolated her at school, so in essence she had always been alone. Lucius would just be coming along for the ride. And knowing what she did about him, it would be one Hell of a ride.“Absolutely. Let\'s go Lucius.”



And here I go again on my own

Going down the only road I\'ve ever known





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Here I Go Again by Whitesnake



I don\'t know where I\'m going

But, I sure know where I\'ve been

Hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday

And I\'ve made up my mind

I ain\'t wasting no more time

But, here I go again

Here I go again



Though I keep searching for an answer

I never seem to find what I\'m looking for

Oh Lord, I pray You give me strength to carry on

Cos I know what it means

To walk along the lonely street of dreams



And here I go again on my own

Going down the only road I\'ve ever known

Like a drifter I was born to walk alone

An\' I\'ve made up my mind

I ain\'t wasting no more time



I\'m just another heart in need of rescue

Waiting on love\'s sweet charity

And I\'m gonna hold on for the rest of my days



Cos I know what it means

To walk along the lonely street of dreams



And here I go again on my own

Going down the only road I\'ve ever known

Like a drifter I was born to walk alone

And I\'ve made up my mind

I ain\'t wasting no more time



But here I go again

Here I go again

Here I go again

Here I go again



Cos I know what it means

To walk along the lonely street of dreams

And here I go again on my own

Going down the only road I\'ve ever known

Like a drifter I was born to walk alone



And I\'ve made up my mind

I ain\'t wasting no more time



And here I go again on my own

Going down the only road I\'ve ever known

Like a drifter I was born to walk alone

Cos I know what it means

To walk along the lonely street of dreams



And here I go again on my own

Going down the only road I\'ve ever known