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"Ginny!" the cold hand of Parvati Patil pressed to her warm one. "Ginny wake up!" she whined, shaking the sleeping girl's shoulder.

Ginny moaned and grumbled pushing her fiery red head under her pillow.

"Ginny! You've got to get up! Hermione's unconscious on the floor! You've got to. Wake! Up!" Parvati emphasised the last two works by pushing down on Ginny's back on each syllable.

The redhead fought against her fellow Gryffindor's hands, pushing her up and flipping herself so she could look at Parvati. "Hermione's what!"

"She's unconscious on the floor look!" Parvati let go of Ginny and pointed at the unmoving figure on the floor.

The girl's dorm was nearly pitch black and it became evident to Ginny that Parvati and she was the only girls' that were both awake and knew about Hermione.

But Ginny didn't care.

She stumbled out of her Gryffindor sheets, flipped on the light switch, ignoring the groans from her fellow house members, and darted to Hermone's side.

"'Mione?" she shook the bushy haired girl's shoulders. "Hermione!"

"What the hell's going on?" A messy haired Lavender Brown looked over Ginny's shoulder. Her drooping eyes widened as she caught sight of Hermione. "Wow is she alright?"

Ginny turned her best friend's head a little, revealing the deep gash on the side of her face. "Hermione?" it was all Ginny could say. She lifted a hesitant finger and brushed it over the dried blood on Hermione's cheek. As she picked up her best friend's head to take a look she felt a small lump just a few inches above her neck. Had the brunet hit her head?

The dormant girl stirred and moaned, wincing ad Ginny's fingers.

The red head smiled weakly. She's ok, she's going to be ok, her mind crooned. "Lavender, Parvati help me, we need to get her to the Hospital Wing."

Hermione could hear voices on the edge of her subconscious. What was going on?

She felt the back of her eyelids flare red as a light was flicked on. Why was the light on? Surely not that much time had passed since she's woken up to receive the letter. Why are they up so early? The letter! Had Hermione been able to she would have gasped as the memories came streaming back.

Hermione woke up on the hard floor of the girl's dormitory, damp with tears and sweat. She remembered clearly why she had been on the floor and hesitantly looked down at her hands. Sure enough there was the letter from T.S.P, still grasped tightly between her, now sweaty, fingers. Slowly, she pried them off the damp material and sighed.

I should really get rid of this, she thought numbly and without a second thought she grabbed the wood of the bed frame and pulled herself to her feet.

Walking down the stairs silently was harder than it would have been if Hermione were remotely close to being able to see. The drying tears, and the fact that her eyes were determined to close on her made her make enough noise that she didn't hear the Fat Lady's portrait swing inwards.

Hermione wobbled over to the fireplace, stubbing her toe on the chair leg. She rubbed it but lost her balance and in a desperate attempt to regain it she stumbled, tripped and fell to her knees, scraping them hard on the smooth granite surrounding the crimson-yellow flames.

Hermione sighed, wincing, and looked into the cackling sparks. Was it just her or did they sound like they were… snickering at her?

She shook her head and pushed the thought out of her mind. Hesitantly she stretched the hand that held the letter but pulled it back quickly, unfolding it before stretching out again, making sure that prior to the burn she wouldn't see the letters on the page.

Hermione liked to watch the letters burn when she did this, almost as if she expected the threat to burn away with them but before they were in the arms of the flames, she couldn't bare the sight of them.

She felt the unease stir in her stomach. Should she burn it? Or would she need it? Did the usual mechanism work, jus by memory? Or was there some secret message he had to see the paper for?

Hermione closed her eyes. She had been through these questions before. You burned the other ones, you can burn this one too; she thought to reassure herself. Do it now, and she did. Flicking her fingers in a way that enabled the letter to fall with the writing upward, Hermione dropped it into the fire and felt the nausea stir weakly as she watched the threatening words burn to nothing. Burn to ash.

She waited until all she saw was flames, wood and ash before she numbly got to her feet and headed back to where she really wanted to be.

Hermione's feet were numb with the cold and she barely even felt it when her foot slammed hard into the forgotten step she hadn't realized was there. She let out a silent yelp and felt the dread in her stomach as she flew forward. No! She thought desperately and grabbed blindly at something, anything. Her hand clasped around something that felt oddly like a rope and her body spun round so that she was looking, for a brief second, at the ceiling before her weight came into account and her fingers gave away.

They had slipped away from the rope-like 'something' and before Hermione could have let out a yelp of pain for the slight rope burn on her skin, her head had hit hard on what could only be the corner of a bedside table and the world had gone black.

Having accomplished what she needed to accomplish, Hermione fought the slight haze that was keeping her from moving but it was too strong.

Let me out! She screeched at the walls of her head and couldn't believe it when she thought she heard an echo.

She could hear now though. Voices, groans to be precise, filled her ears. Hermione tried to feel something but she was still numb. How hard had she hit her head?

"Hermione!" it was Ginny, she sounded worried.

Oh Gin, Hermione felt a strike of affection for her best friend.

"What the hell's going on?" another voice, Lavender's, followed quickly by a, "Wow is she alright?"

"Hermione?" it was Ginny again, she sounded so worried, and Hermione felt her fingers slip under her head and a short burst of pain from the bump there.

Wait. She could feel it. Hermione could feel herself coming back. Her friend's fingers brushed over her cheek and Hermione felt her skin catching on the dried blood. She stirred and felt Ginny's finger's tighten on her head and winced as the bump pulsed.

The redhead let out a breath of evident relief. "Lavender, Parvati help me, we need to get her to the Hospital Wing."

But Hermione was back now and the movement that had started after Ginny had spoken, stopped as her eyes flickered open.

Light blinded Hermione instantly and she squinted away from it. A second later everything else came into focus.

Ginny was kneeling beside her, arms extended ready to lift her up, Parvati was hovering behind Ginny with her arms forward ready to help as well whilst Lavender was frowning down at her with an ugly grimace at the prospect of picking her up.

Hermione sat up ignoring the dizziness she got and stood up.

"Look she's awake!" Lavender said in mock relief.

The three girls watched as Hermione swayed uneasily.

"Careful 'Mione!" Ginny squeaked at her holding her arms out to catch her, should the brunet fall. "Can you walk? We need to get you to the Hospital Wing!"

"No, no Gin. I-I'm fine," Hermione steadied herself against the bed frame.

"But you're barely up straight!" Ginny protested, her cheeks firing up to mimic the colour of her hair as she flushed with anger.

Hermione shot her an equally angry glare and with deliberate slowness she jerked her hand of the bed frame and crossed her arms.

"'Mione," Ginny warned through gritted teeth. "You. Need. To. Be. Looked. At. And. That's. Final!" She snarled putting her hands on her hips.

Hermione sighed. "I'm fine," she brushed past them. "Really guys. Just let me clean up and you'll see."

"But 'Mione," Parvati whined. "You've cot cuts!"

"Yeah 'Mione where did you get them from?" Lavender half turned away from her, crossing her arms and pointing her pointy nose in the air. "What were you up to?"

Ginny shot a glare at her over her shoulder for the tone but turned back to Hermione with a confused expression.

"Yeah, what were you up to?" Parvati said softly.

Hermione bit her lip. She couldn't tell them the truth. No! Her mind protested just at the thought. T.S.P knew where Ginny had been last week and she had been making out with Harry! The only reason anybody knew was because Ginny had told Hermione herself. Ginny had wanted it secret and Harry knew better than to do something Ginny didn't want. Plus he was too shy. Whoever this T.S.P was, he was serious. He, 'he' only because it was easier to refer to the mutt as a 'he', knew where all of Hermione's friends were and what they were doing and with nothing, no weapon or nothing to blackmail him with, on her side Hermione knew she wasn't ready to gamble with his patience just yet. One option left then.

Lie.

"I couldn't sleep because I had a nightmare s-so I went downstairs to look at Ron's homework again," she tried pushing the air in her cheeks to make it more convincing. "But I fell asleep and when I woke up I could barely see so I tripped and I-I guess I hit my head?" she twisted the last bit into a question, theatrically touching the bump on the back of her head and wincing slightly as the only-too-real pain throbbed there.

Lavender and Parvati seemed convinced; Parvati with a nod and a sympathetic look and Lavender with a snort and a small smile at the thought of Hermione in pain, but Ginny pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

Ginny was the only one who could really see through any of Hermione's lies, but stuck on proof on this occasion, the redhead kept her mouth shut and crossed her arms over her chest with a so that's how it's going to be? look.

Hermione knew that when Ginny gave that look, she knew something was up. And there was no dissuading Ginny Weasley. So the second Parvati and Lavender turned their backs on the two, Hermione dropped the innocent expression she had up, in its place she one that she knew would read; yeah I guess it is.

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I'm SOOO sorry i haven't included Draco in my chapters so far but i can tell you that i am 99% sure that he will be in the next one! I'M SORRY! 99 i promise. the only reason i say 99 is just incase my brain dies. if it doesn't then you can probably guess what the %age would be ;D. to make it up to you i'll give him a few annoying appearances (WHENEVER the opportunity presents itself i super duper swear!)
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