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(In Dumbledore's office)

"Albus, I don't think that is a great idea. You know how they feel about each other! It would be disastrous!" Minerva McGonagall exclaimed. She put her head in her hands and looked down. "It surely won't work, they have hated each other for so long, it can't be changed."

"Now, Minerva, what has gotten into you? Where's the peppy transfiguration teacher that I know well?" Dumbledore asked, tilting his head. He smiled the teensiest of smiles, you could barely see it, and asked "It will work, I can promise you that. And if it doesn't, then it is a good precaution and we will try it again later!"

"I don't see how it will work out, but I guess I can oblige," the witch said, sighing. She picked up her parchment and quill and began to write down names. She looked up at the withered wizard (heh heh) and asked "How will this work?"

Dumbledore looked down at his friend, and with a twinkle in his eye, said "You'll see."

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Hermione looked at her two other friends and frowned. They seemed to look perfectly well. Why didn't she feel well? She looked at the pieces of lightly toasted bread and felt nauseous. She decided she would just not eat today. She left the table and walked out of the great hall, looking back to see if her friends would notice. They did not. They were too busy talking to the other quidditch players to pay attention to her.

Hermione hadn't been eating at all. She hadn't had a decent meal since last week. The only things she ate were a couple slices of apples a day and plenty of water. She was definitely changing for the worse, she was starving herself. If you looked at her, you could easily tell she was paler and thinner. The dark circles under her eyes were becoming bluer. She hadn't smiled or laughed in quite awhile.

Instead of going to the common room, Hermione found herself in the Room of Requirement, sitting in a comfortable armchair near a fireplace. She found a bookshelf and began to read Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them for the seventh time. Halfway through the book, she put it down and cried.

She sat and cried for what seemed like forever. She was thinking about everything that is going wrong. Sobbing into her hands, she grabbed a blanket from the basket next to the chair and wrapped it around herself. She sat there for the whole day, missing all of her classes.

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(Transfiguration Classroom)

"Where is Miss Granger?" McGonagall bellowed, silencing the whole class. She knew it wasn't of Hermione to miss a transfiguration class, let alone any class! She was talking to the other professors and learned that she just didn't show up today. That was extremely unusual.

"Professor? We don't know where she is. She went out of the Great Hall during breakfast and went somewhere. I'm not sure where," replied Harry Potter. He clasped his hands together and looked down awkwardly, seeing the agitation on the witches face. "You do not know where your best friend is? For sure?" Ron and Harry shook their heads together. McGonagall's eyes widened. She went rushing out of the classroom.

"Nice friends Granger has there. They don't even know where she is!" Draco exclaimed, laughing at his own joke. He looked over at Harry and smirked.

"Like you have any better friendships, Malfoy, you barely know a thing about being a friend!" Harry taunted, staring directly at Draco. Draco raised one eyebrow. "Then why do I know where all of them are? Or how they are feeling? For hells sake Potter, your precious Granger could be dead for all you know!" Harry went pale at the thought. He should have been looking for her. Ron, on the other hand, was infuriated.

"Hermione would know better than to get herself killed. She's smarter than us, she's even smarter than you, Mal-Ferret," Ron said, crossing his arms over his chest. Draco scowled and retorted with "Excuse me, I am Head Boy, and she's Head Girl." Ron's face went pink and Draco laughed.

"Poor Weasel, doesn't know what he's up against," Draco said, chuckling. Harry had to force Ron down so he wouldn't beat Draco to a pulp.

"I have news. Not good news, but news," McGonagall said, sauntering into the room. He sat on the edge of her wooden desk and sighed. "Miss Granger has been found, but she would like to keep quiet on where she is. She does not want disturbance and has been informed about the lessons she has missed."

Harry heaved a sigh of relief and began writing down the lessons on the board. Everyone seemed to follow the same idea. What they could not see was the tears in their Professor's eyes as she wrote a note to the Headmaster, explaining where Hermione was.

Only one person seemed to notice their Professors distress.

Draco.

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A/N: It may be short, but it's just the first chapter! I hope you guys like it and please, if you have the time take a minute and review! I will answer any questions and the next chapter will be up in a couple days. Please review for any spelling mistakes!