She fell into the pit of despair for a few nights after he had called her that foul name. What if her friends could finally see what she was...A person that didn't belong there, she wasn't witch enough to be there. Maybe if they just forgot her..

Forgot she had ever existed.

She had shot out of bed and cried.

Hermione came to a couple minutes later to a voice in her ear. She moved her head and groaned, whimpering at the pain that shot itself up her side. Malfoy shook her shoulder, trying to wake her up. He rolled his eyes at her groaning and moved her.

"Get up Granger, we cannot stay here."

A little chirp of a bird got her to raise her head up. Where were they?

She moved her legs to get herself off the grass that laid out before her. She looked up to see Hogwarts castle, had they gotten out?!

Prying herself off the ground, she felt the twinge in her side again. Draco rolled his eyes at her, seeing the light in her eyes, she must have thought that they had escaped the Room of Requirement.

"Why are we here?" She whispered, moving her fingers gently over the sore skin.

"The moon." He remarked snidely.

Hermione rolled her eyes, gruffly mumbling an insult under her breath.

"What is going on? Why is the room being strange?"

Draco huffed again, "If I knew that Granger, do you think I wouldn't have tried to do something about it?"

"I don't think your brain could functionally wrap itself around a problem such as this." She snapped at him.

He growled and fumbled for his wand, wanting to shut her up. He stuffed his hand into the pocket he had put it in, it was not in there. Panicking a little bit, he started to look on the ground, maybe it had dropped?

Hermione watched as he looked around for his wand, idiot, he didn't think to hold onto it? She smirked and went to untuck her own from her waistband of her skirt. It was not there. She shrieked and started to panic. She remembered distinctively putting it there!

She dropped to the ground, moving grass and weeds out of the way. Draco sneered and felt a trickle of satisfaction wash over him.

Hermione started to sob, stopping her search.

Malfoy sat on his butt and stared at her, "What the hell is your problem?" he asked her gruffly.

"M-My wand is gone. My mother bought me that wand!"

"Yes well, my mother bought mine as well and you don't see me crying about it do you?"

Hermione ripped at the grass and threw some blades at him, "Yes well, your parents can buy you anything you petty little ferret!"

Before he could retaliate, voices caught their attention. Hermione ran behind a tree, beckoning Draco to follow her.

The laughter was getting closer to them, and Hermione suddenly saw a red head coming over the hill. And then Harry. She gasped and left her hiding spot, dashing to her closest friends. Her arms were open and tears were dangerously close to falling. "Harry, Ron!"

A little yell behind her went completely unnoticed. She wrapped her two friends in a tight hug, "Oh god, I've spend the last hour stuck in the room of requirement with Malfoy, it was absolutely horrid! We were chased by a werewolf and I think I've done something to one of my ribs! Were you worried?"

She managed to shut up and look up at her best friends, who were looking down at her with horrified expressions, almost as if they didn't recognize her. What was their problem?

"What?" She demanded, why hadn't they said anything?

"Who are you?" Harry said, his hand going for his wand. Hermione gasped and stepped back. Ron was glaring at her, his own hand going to his wand, Hermione was extremely confused. Didn't her closest friends in the whole world recognize her? Suddenly, a hand clamped down on her upper arm. Draco whirled her around, his face contorted in anger. "What the hell do you think you're doing, you stupid little bint."

Hermione was trying to shake him lose, but her confusion took over her sense. Ron and Harry were still staring at the two.

"Oy Malfoy, your girlfriend there is completely nutters!" Ron yelled after them.

Draco continued to march them back to the trees, he pulled her through, ignoring her sobs.

Hermione managed to pull her composure together and wiggled herself free. "L-Let go, you heartless arse."

Malfoy dropped her arm as if it were poison, wiping his hands on his pants.

"Do you feel better?" He asked her harshly, "We are not back at Hogwarts Granger, I would think with your sense you would have known that. Why would it take us outside the grounds of the school if we were out?"

She shook her head, the scene between her and the boys still clear in her minds eye.

"W-Why didn't they at least recognize me?" She asked him, not expecting an answer.

"Granger, what were you thinking about before you came into the room?"

Hermione didn't understand the question, what did he mean?

"Jesus, I mean what was going through your head as you chased me in here? Fear?"

She shook her head, "I am not afraid of you!"

"I never said you were, you stupid little..." He stopped, pulling his own self together, fighting would get them nowhere.

She looked down, "I was afraid of what could have happened in the bathroom, how we could have seriously harmed each other." She bit her lip, waiting on the insults to be thrown at her.

Draco didn't say anything, just turned and continued walking. She followed him, "Why did you ask what I was thinking of?"

"You've read Hogwarts: A History about a million times now I take it?" He asked her, Hermione rolled her eyes, but nodded.

"The room is praying on our fear."

"Fear? I understand how it would be praying on my fear, but why are you here with me? Is it only praying on my fear? What were you thinking of when you ran in here?"

He didn't answer her, just continued to walk.

She grabbed his sleeve, halting him. "Get your filthy hands off of me!"

"Not until you tell me what you were thinking."

"I will do no such thing, now let go."

They stood in silence for a second before Hermione finally removed her hand from his person. She glared at him and swiftly turned around. He watched her make her way back towards the castle, "Hey, where are you going?"

She didn't answer, just continued to walk.

Damn girl.

Let her do whatever she wanted to do, he would not follow her anymore.

Hermione walked through the doors that led into the castle, she refused to believe that nothing could be done, I mean what were they supposed to do? Just wait in the woods? Sometimes Malfoy was so dense.

She wound herself through a crowd of students, who looked at her like she was some kind of alien. What was going on?

She finally came to Professor McGonagalls door and knocked. The older witch opened it and stared at Hermione, "May I help you young lady?"

The younger witch didn't know what to say at first, "P-Professor, you don't recognize me either?"

The witch shook her head, raising an eyebrow at the teenager.

Hermione felt the walls start to close in on her, she backed up, turned and ran. She heard the woman yell at her to stop and wait,but she couldn't, she was so confused, first her best friends, then her favorite teacher and head of house.

She continued to run when suddenly, a chiming clock caught her attention, she stopped beside it, trying to remember why it was significant.

Yes! The clock in the room of requirement, as soon as it struck an hour it had flung them into another room? Or scenario? Hermione looked down at the watch on her wrist, it was now 5:35, so that meant when it struck 6, they would be somewhere else.

The statement that Draco said about fear struck her. Oh god..

Hermione looked behind her and saw a swish of black robes catch her eye, was it McGonagall? The figure became more prominent, and she realized it was Professor Snape!

Oh no.

Hermione looked around, trying to find a hiding place, this could turn very badly very quickly. As she ducked and moved around the hall, the pictures were talking loudly about the intruder in the corridor. Hermione covered her ears as she began to lose faith in getting away from the man.

A little alcove caught her attention and she flung herself into the space, hunching into a ball, she shut her eyes and started to count as she waited for the dark figure to walk away from her. Her heart was beating ferociously, making her wonder if it would beat out of her chest.

He stopped walking, looking around, he looked thoughtful but continued to walk. Hermione caught her breath as he disappeared. She shut her eyes, and thanked Merlin that he had not found her out. The steady movement of staircases and footsteps lulled her into a sleep, she suddenly woke when voices caught her attention again. Two male voices.

It was Grabbe and Goyle.

They were staring at her.

Oh no...

Draco had snuck into the castle, looking around for the idiot woman. Why were females so thick headed?

Why was it that everyone recognized him and not Granger? What exactly was this fear?

Hermione tried to fight her way away from the lugs that were pulling her out of the alcove. They laughed as they pulled her so hard, she was sure they pulled her arm out of its socket. Whimpering, she cried out as they flung her onto the ground.

"Look a little lost Gryffindor Crabbe, think she needs help?"

Crabbe sneered in a hateful way, raking her form with his eyes. She did not like that look he had, it made her blood run cold.

He reached down and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her up again, shoving her against the opposite wall.

Draco was getting frustrated, where had the girl gone? A cluster of sounds at the end of the hall caught his attention as he directed his footing there.

Hermione felt pain radiate threw her jaw as Goyle struck her. She tried to crawl away from them as they reached back down to grab her. Crabbe got hold of her ankle and pulled her back, and he flipped her over.

Crawling on top of her, his hands fiddled with her skirt. She screamed this time, hitting him with all her strength.

Malfoy knew that scream, his pace quickened and he turned the corner to find his two friends ripping at her dressing. His eyes widened and he grabbed Crabbe, flinging him off of Granger. She shook, but managed to pull herself up.
"Malfoy, what th-."

Goyle was smashed across his nose as the words tumbled from his mouth. Malfoy stepped on the fingers of Crabbe, hearing a crunch as he broke one. Hermione watched them as tears ran down her face. She was trying to pull her skirt together, trying to find a shred of modesty. Draco kicked Crabbe in his ribs, causing a loud grunt. He turned and grabbed Granger's hand, steering her down the hallway. He heard Goyle run after them, firing hexes and curses.

"Crucio!"

Draco narrowly dodged it as they raced a long. Hermione yelped as a picture was flung off the wall, wooden splinters flying everywhere.

Draco felt a stunning hex hit his shoulder, good thing he didn't have his wand. His bicep tingled as the curse settled into his blood, making his quiver.

Hermione suddenly heard the clock chime in her ear. "Malfoy the clock!"

He didn't have time to contemplate what the hell she was talking about before the ground fell away beneath them and they were falling once again into oblivion.

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