Ch. 2-

They sat in silence for a while, Hermione thinking of her relief of not being a bad person, and the other girls thinking of how they could have been able to handle it, if they were in Hermione's place.

"Um, can I ask all of you a personal question?" Hermione wanted to know.

"Of course you may. You can ask us anything, you know that!" Parvati answered for all of them.

Hermione hesitated, and then blurted out, "How were your first times? Were you all treated the way I was? Who was it?"

Ginny went first, as it was easiest for her to talk about. "Well, I obviously was with Harry my first time. It was his first, too, and I'll say that it did hurt. He gave me multiple chances to stop if I wanted to. But I never did, because I knew we both loved each other, and I was confident in the fact that he wouldn't just leave me afterwards."

Hermione nodded, biting her lip and thinking. "What about you two?" she asked Lavender and Parvati.

They glanced at each other, as if confirming that they were going to tell some big secret.

"Well," Lavender started out for them, "we didn't want to tell anyone, because this person was hated by most everyone at the time. He ended up being a spy for the Order that was in the Death Eater ranks, but no one except Dumbledore knew for his safety."

"Oh Merlin!" Ginny squealed, "Either you're talking about Draco Malfoy, or Snape. Ew! For your sakes, I hope to god that it was Malfoy!"

"Yes, it was," Parvati admitted with a wistful smile. "We'd heard before that Malfoy was a god in bed, and that he took his time and was patient with virgins, so… at the beginning of 6th year we asked him if he would, you know. And he agreed, but told us not to get attached, or fall in love with him or anything, because he could not reciprocate the feelings."

"I always knew he didn't have a heart!" Ginny exclaimed.

"No!" Lavender and Parvati sharply denied it.

When Ginny looked hurt, Parvati explained, "He couldn't reciprocate any feelings because he was already in love with someone else. And we think that he was a perfect gentleman, he was soft and sweet for it being our first times- and no, we did it a week apart, not together cause that'd be awkward for us! -and we're glad that we did it. It barely even hurt, he was so gentle! And he never said anything to anyone. I, for one, am glad that he told us about already loving someone, though, because after that night I could have fallen for him."

Ginny looked shocked at that statement, but Lavender and Hermione didn't.

"If I didn't already like Ron and he hadn't told us that, I could have, too." Lavender admitted.

Ginny rounded on Hermione and asked, "Why aren't you shocked at this?"

Hermione blushed a little and said, "Because I've seen a change in him. After fourth year, he stopped calling me mudblood. He's even helped me up when he accidentally ran in to me once, and during the Final Battle he saved me from his own 'best friend' Blaise Zabini, and ended up having to kill him. He also healed my wounds that I'd gotten from Zabini," at this she blushed more, "and then ran off fighting other Death Eaters."

Like some god, she thought to herself. I still can't believe I lifted up my shirt for him! Well, I was cut across my chest and bleeding pretty heavily…but he was so nice and caring. I can definitely believe that he was good to Lavender and Parvati.

After she admitted this to them, Parvati and Lavender looked at one another. Could she be the one that Draco loved? It did make sense-they had noticed that after the Yule Ball, Draco acted differently to Hermione. And they had heard rumors that he'd had a big fight with his father a few weeks later.

But, no, it couldn't be her because he still was just as mean to her as usual-talking about her beaver teeth and bushy hair; he just refrained from mentioning her muggle born heritage.

"Well," Ginny said with a yawn, "we all have our different opinions. I, for one, am going to sleep. Just wake us up if you need anything, Hermione." And with that, she fell back in her bed and was asleep almost the instant her head touched the pillow.

Convinced in the fact that Hermione was okay for now, and shouldn't wake them up crying again, Parvati and Lavender said their good night's as well. But Hermione knew she couldn't get back to sleep that easily; her friends had given her a lot to think about, and being the over-analyzer that she was, Hermione couldn't just go to sleep and think about it in the morning.

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