Ok, I got the idea for this story from a movie. It is totally AU and pretty original I think. Let me know what YOU think:)

Title: No One to Trust

Summary: Someone wants Hermione out of the way. She ends up in a drug rehab clinic, but why and who sends her there and who does she run into while she's there? Sounds bad, but it's really not. Please just read. Total AU Story

Rating: R (For later chapters)

XXXX

Hermione Granger got home to find Lavender Brown sitting on the couch, draping herself all over Hermione's boyfriend who didn't even seem to notice. When Lavender saw the girl, she immediately backed away and smiled at Hermione.

"Hi."

Hermione looked at the girl and forced a fake smile, "Hi Lavender."

"Hey baby, how was work?" Her boyfriend smiled at the brunette.

"Hi Harry. It was alright. What are you doing here Lavender?"

"Harry and I are working on a project for our physics class. It's so boring."

Hermione tried so hard not to glare at Lavender. Instead, she looked at Harry, "Your favorite subject; I'm sure you'll get an A."

Harry grinned and hopped up, giving Hermione a kiss. Lavender saw this and glared at Hermione. They all jumped when Lavender's cell phone rang. She answered it and hung it up after only a few words.

"Sorry; I have to cut this short. I'll see you tomorrow Harry." She shot him a flirty smile, which of course Hermione noticed, but Harry didn't.

Lavender grabbed her bag and left. Hermione looked at Harry, "Are you really that clueless?"

"What?" Harry asked.

"That girl wants you…bad."

"Lavender? She's just a friend. Besides, you're the only one I want." He smiled and wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and pulled her into a deep kiss.

XXXX

Lavender met her friend Parvati at a coffee shop, "Hi. Did you find out anything about her?"

"Indeed I did." Parvati grinned as the girls sat down at a table.

"Spill it." Lavender demanded.

"Why do you want to destroy this girl so bad?"

"That goody-goody doesn't deserve Harry Potter. He needs a real woman, and that's me."

"How exactly do you plan on getting your claws into him?" Parvati asked.

"If you would tell me what you found out, I could figure that out!" Lavender was getting annoyed.

"Ok, ok. Hermione Granger met Harry Potter when they were eleven and they were instantly friends. Hermione was a huge bookworm and 4.0 student. In her junior year, Hermione's parents were both killed by a burglar who had broken into their house at night. Hermione was staying with her friend Ginny Weasley and came home the next day to find cops all over the place. Well, after that, she went nuts. She had to go stay with her cousins in California for the summer and when she came back for her senior year, she was a whole new person. She was big into drugs; she did anything and everything she could get her hands on."

Lavender stopped her, "Miss Perfect Hermione Granger was a drug addict?"

"Oh yea. The last time she overdosed on Heroine and almost died. Harry found her in her bedroom. She was rushed to the hospital and was just barely saved. Well, she thought of Harry as he savior and they've been inseparable ever since."

"Where did you dig up all this stuff?" Lavender asked.

Parvati smiled, "I have my ways. So, how are you going use what I've told you against her?"

"Isn't it obvious? Did she have to go to rehab?"

"Umm, yea; for a month. If she is ever caught using drugs again, she'll be put into rehab for two months. If she's caught a third time, six months."

Lavender grinned, "That's perfect!"

"What?"

"What better way to get her out of my way than to stick her in a rehab clinic?"

"How exactly do you expect to get her back in one? She's never going to touch drugs again."

"Maybe not willingly." Lavender smirked.

"What are you talking about?"

"If we shoot her full of something and then dump her in an alley, when she's found she'll be thrown into rehab and Harry will be all mine."

"What are you going to do? Tie her up and shoot her full of something yourself?"

"Why not? This is the perfect way to get her out of my way for good."

"Even if your plan did work, it'll only get her out of the way for a few months."

"Yea, but Harry will never go back to her if he thinks she's an addict again."

"This is crazy. It'll never work."

"Do you have a better idea? It's worth a shot; what's the worst that could happen?" Lavender asked.

"Let's see; you could get caught and thrown into jail!"

"Not if I plan this very carefully. So, are you gonna help me?"

"Yea, of course. But don't screw this up!" Parvati warned.

XXXX

Two weeks had passed since Lavender had come up with 'the perfect plan' and she was finally ready to put it in action. She had learned that Harry had to work until midnight that night so she decided to make her move. Hermione got home around seven and found Lavender sitting on her couch.

"Is Harry here?" She asked, dropping her keys on the table.

"No." Lavender replied.

"Then what are doing alone in my house?" Just as Hermione finished her sentence, someone grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth. Hermione instantly started kicking and trying to scream.

Another girl appeared from the kitchen holding a chair. She set it on the floor and pulled some rope and tape out of a bag. Lavender motioned for Hermione's assailant to put her in the chair. Then they proceeded to tie her to the chair. Her assailant was a big beefy guy and he was holding a little bag. He put it on the table and took the contents out.

"What the Hell is going on here?" Hermione demanded, trying to get loose.

Lavender smiled, "Just getting rid of the competition."

"I knew you were after Harry you slut!" Hermione screamed.

Lavender glared at her, "You don't deserve him!"

"And you do!"

"I can give him what he really wants."

"You are pathetic." She spat.

"No, I'm smart. There is no way that I can get blamed for this." Lavender said as she went to the table and grabbed the bag.

"What the Hell is that? What are you going to do to me?" Hermione demanded.

"Don't worry, you'll survive. Wish I could say the same for your relationship. What do you think Harry would do if he thought that you were using again?"

"I'm not! Wait, how did you know about that?"

"I have my ways."

Hermione looked at the bag again and realization hit, "NO! You can't do this! Please." Hermione pleaded as tears started rolling down her face.

Lavender handed the bag to the guy and he pulled the contents out. Hermione started screaming and struggling and Parvati covered her mouth with tape. The guy wrapped the hose around her arm and stuck the syringe into her arm. Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs, and tried to get loose. They all stepped back and looked at her.

"Is that enough?" Lavender asked.

"Yea, it'll knock her out pretty soon." The guy responded.

Parvati took the tape off Hermione's mouth, "You bitch. I am gonna get you for this! You have no idea what you've done."

Tears were rolling down her face. She started breathing heavy and she was darting her eyes across the room, "You…are…going…to…pay…for…this." Hermione closed her eyes and her head fell back against the chair.

"Excellent!" Lavender started untying her ropes and the guy picked Hermione up. They put everything as they had found it and headed out the door with Hermione.

XXXX

Harry got home around three am and was surprised to see that Hermione wasn't at home. He called her cell and was even more surprised when he heard it ring in the bedroom. When he found her purse on the counter along with her keys he started to worry. He immediately started calling everyone he could think of that might now where she was and came up empty handed every time. He started to panic and decided that she had probably just gone for a walk because she liked to do that every once in a while when she couldn't sleep. He ignored that fact that she'd never gone out so late at night. He sat on the couch and turned on the T.V. but didn't pay any attention to it.

XXXX

Hermione woke up with a start. She bolted up in her bed and looked around frantically; she was in what looked like a hospital room with IV's attached to her arm. She ripped them out and a little alarm went off. She got out of bed and went to the door just as it opened and a woman in her middle ages came in with an orderly.

"Well, you're awake; that's good. Let's sit down shall we?" The woman looked at the orderly and he took Hermione back to her bed.

"There; that's better. My name is Dr. Hollins; your name is…."

Hermione glared at the woman, "Hermione Granger; hospital am I in?"

"It's not exactly a hospital. It's a rehabilitation clinic."

Hermione's look was deadpan, "I'm in rehab."

"Yes."

"Look, I don't belong here. There's been a mistake…"

Dr. Hollins smiled, "Really? Well, a police officer found you in an alley behind a crack house; you had almost overdosed."

Hermione wanted to scream, "That little bitch. Look, I didn't do this to myself. Someone did it to me."

Dr. Hollins smiled again, "Did they tie you up and shoot up your arm against your will?"

"I know it sounds crazy, but it's the truth." Hermione explained.

"Well, we can talk about it later. How about a tour?"

All the girls were looking at Hermione as she was getting the grand tour from Dr. Hollins. Some of the girls glared at her but Hermione ignored all of them and tried to come up with a plan to get out of there. They walked past the nurse's station and something caught Hermione's eye…or rather someone. He was leaning against a desk talking to another guy and he looked up and locked eyes with Hermione. They stared at each other until Dr Hollins stopped walking.

"Ok, that's pretty much it. Welcome!" Dr. Hollins smiled.

Hermione looked at her like she wanted to stick an ax in her head, "I already told you, I don't belong here."

A redhead that looked like she belonged in a porn movie scoffed, "That's what they all say."

Hermione ignored the girl and looked at Dr. Hollins, "I'm not staying here." She turned around and bolted through a nearby door. The guys at the Nurses Station started chasing after her.

The two ran after Hermione as she ran through the halls looking for an exit. She barged through a door and ran up a flight of stairs and stopped short when the door at the top was locked. The pounded on it and pulled on the handle, "Shit!"

The boys opened the door at the bottom of the stairs and saw that she had stopped. They blocked the exit and the blond that she had locked eyes with earlier smiled, "Tell me I'm dreaming. Tell me that I'm not looking at the same stuck up, Miss Priss Hermione Granger that I graduated with."

Hermione glared at him, "Malfoy."

"This really is a treat; Hermione Granger is a crack whore." Draco smirked.

Hermione wanted to kill him, "I am not a crack whore."

"Then what are you doing here?" Draco smirked again when she didn't answer, "That's what I thought. Now, there are two ways we can do this; you can either walk back, or I can carry you back."

Hermione stared at them for a minute before starting down the stairs. She got to the door and started running again. This time Malfoy was faster than her and he grabbed her by the waist, spun her around and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder. She screamed and hit his back and kicked his stomach all the way back to the nurses station. He got to her room and dropped her onto the floor and she landed on her ass with a thud.

"Welcome home Granger." Draco smirked as he walked out and shut the door behind him.

XXXX

TBC?

I figured I would get a better response if Draco were in the first chapter, so I added more to this chapter. Please R&R!