[Hermione]
"Draco?" I asked knocking on his door. I didn't hear him come in last night so I waked straight up to his door when I woke, pjs, messy hair the works. There was no sound coming from inside his room. had he already left? I opened his door slowly in case he was in there but his room was unoccupied. I frowned and headed for the bathroom.

When I got out of the shower and left the bathroom, a towel wrapped around me and another draped over my head, i half expected to see him sitting on the sofa but of course, he wasn't. As I was getting dressed, I heard Harry come in the Common Room and call out to me.

"Mione?"

"I'm getting dressed!" I yelled out to him. I quickly fixed my hair and looked around for my cloak. It wasn't in my wardrobe where I left. "Is my cloak out here?" I asked opening my door. Harry was standing next to the sofa waiting patiently and shook his head. I sighed and grabbed my bag. I would have to make do seeing as I was running late.

Harry and I made our way to the Great Hall making idle chatter and then I realised that Ron wasn't there. "Where is he?" I asked.

"Um...He wasn;t ready so I left without him." Harry replied, not looking at me.

"Harry." He looked sideways at me and sighed.

"You'll see." He muttered as he opened the door of the Great Hall. I looked ahead at the Gryffindor table and my eyes were easily drawn to the red hair that stood out among the rest. But then my eyes fell reluctantly on the face that was sat next to him. Lavender. I took a deep breath and headed over to them.

"We don't have to sit with them if you don't want to," Harry whispered in my ear placing his hand on my arm.

I gave him a smile and proceeded to the bench and sat in front of Ron and took a slice of toast. Ron and Lavender stopped talking and gawked at me. Harry cleared his throat.

"Morning,"

"Morning mate," Ron replied taking his attention from me and Harry engaged him in banter about Quidditch (Which I would thank him for later) leaving me and Lavender in an awkward position. She sat there staring at me while I took out a book and began to read not giving her an inch of attention. I looked past Ron's head as I turned the page to the Slytherin table in search of Draco. I skimmed it twice but his platinum hair wasn't there among the Slytherins. I sighed and took a bite of toast going back to the page.

When Harry finally finished talking about Quidditch, I dragged him away to Defence Against The Dark Arts. I sat down in my seat in the middle of the class and Harry thankfully sat next to me not leaving the space for Ron.

"Thanks a lot for saving me back there," I said taking out my book and rolling up the sleeves of my shirt. I realised how much if a mess I looked without my robe.

"Don't mention it. At least you have a Common Room you can run off to when they start playing tonsil tennis right in front of you," Harry said rolling his eyes. My stomach dropped. "Oh, 'Mione I'm sorry," he stammered.

I smiled and shook my head. "Hey, he's free to share saliva with which ever tart he likes." I said bitterly. Harry smirked lighting his face up. I glanced at him as he held in the laughter and I started giggling. My giggles were soon drowned by a high pitched laugh came from the door way.

"Won-Won, you're so funny!"I turned to see Lavender practically hanging off Ron as they made their way to their seats. Ron stared at his usual seat to see Harry sitting there. He gave me a confused look as I just gave him emotionless stare right in to his eyes.

Ron broke the stare within a few seconds and sat quietly down on the desk next to us. I saw him glance sideways at me a few times but I just leant on my hand and stared out of the window ahead of me. Let him be with her.

As Mrs Andrews brought the lesson to an end, I stretched.

"That went on forever!" I said to Harry as we walked out of the door and made our way down to potions.

"No not really. It went quite fast for me," He replied holding the door open for me that led down to the dungeons. Ron and Lavender were at the top of the stairs. She went down the stairs first and Ron waited for Harry to go first. He cut in front of me.

"Can we talk?" He asked trying to look me in the eye.

"About what?" I asked staring straight at him making him look very uncomfortable.

"...Why did Harry take my seat in Defence Against The Dark Arts?" He obviously changed the question.

I gave him a very slow, forced smile. "So Won-Won can sit next to his precious girlfriend," I said imitating Lavender's high voice. Before Ron had time to think of a comeback I pushed past him and walked down the stairs.

The class had gone in so I opened the door interrupting Professor Snape's lecture and sat down next to Harry. Snape gave me a cold, hard stare because I had dared walk in late, interrupt him and not even say sorry. I kept my eyes firmly on a scorch mark on the wood as I felt his eyes bore in to the top of my head.

Snape cleared his throat and carried on talking about common poisons. I curled up my fists angry with myself for showing him that I cared. Did I care? I said I was past caring months ago obviously lying to myself. I took a deep sigh and began to take out my ingredients and potion book as Snape began telling us what to do.

"What did he want?" Harry asked once the chatter in the class had risen so we could talk in privacy.

I told Harry the small conversation Ron and I had. "No big deal.." I muttered.

"I hope he doesn't think I'm taking sides..." Harry came suddenly out with.

"I'm not forcing you to be with me always Harry" I smiled. "Just hang out with him when I got to my Common Room."

"How's that coming along?" He asked pleasantly.

"It's so beautiful! It has this amazing fireplace and bookshelves! My bedroom is so nice too!" I beamed.

"Bet having to share it with Draco is a letdown right?" Harry said.

My heart plummeted (Why I don't know) "Uh, I hardly see him so it's not so bad." I spoke quietly.

"Speaking of, he isn't even here right now. Some Head Boy.."

"Yeah...Some Head Boy..." My thoughts going straight to the moment where his lips touched mine... Ah! Why does that keep on happening? It didn't mean anything we were caught in the moment. He did disappear straight after anyway, probably went to bleach my touch off his face... I lowered my eyes and sighed. He has been gone under a day and already there was a heavy weight on my heart. Was it because I had been stupid enough to think someone cared for me as more than friend while Ron had obviously moved on and in the end, I was the one to be let down and disappointed? Even if it did always seem to happen to me, it hurt every time. I looked at Harry who was currently chopping roots and smiled as his face was hard with concentration in a fairly humorous expression.

"Oh yeah, what do you want for your birthday?" Harry asked, his face still stuck on concentration. I had completely forgotten my birthday was this weekend.

"Uh...how about a history of reliable boyfriends?" I said laughing with Harry. "I dunno, a book?" I picked up my own knife and began chopping roots too. "Argh!" I exclaimed as the knife caught my finger and blood began to seep rather quickly from the wound. The sight of the red made me feel sick and before I know what happened, I fainted...

I was running in between the skinny trees, my feet making no sound on the crystal clear water, the blue dress catching the wind, waving about behind me. I was rushing to him. Desperate to find him. I saw his suited back facing away from me up a head. I tried to run faster but I tripped on a root and fell slowly, crashing towards the water. I closed my eyes, afraid of falling only to be caught by a strong pair of arms.

"You must be careful. If you rush to reach your goal, it will only make falling easier for you." He whispered in to my ear. He pulled me up and helped me steady myself. He put his hands back in his pockets and began to walk. "Come," His soft voice said to me.

Not wanting to leave him again I obliged. I held my hands behind my back and looked at him hard. I still had no idea who he was even though I recognised him, my heart recognised him.

"I never thought you would be someone who's squeamish," He said after a while.

"What? Why?" I asked. Astounded that someone from my dreams knew that.

"Well you just don't seem the type," He shrugged.

"No, how did you know I was squeamish, I mean..." I blabbered not knowing how to explain it.

"How do I know you just fainted in Potions after having cut your finger on a knife while talking to Harry about your birthday?" He said casting a side glance to me with a godly smile. My mouth dropped open and I began blabbering again looking like an idiot. "But anyway, on to more important matters," he shushed me.

"You're a dream, you don't know what important is," I muttered and rolled my eyes but hurried to keep up with him none the less.

"Let's just call me the little voice inside your head for now," he beamed at me. I couldn't help but return his warm smile. He sat down on the water and patted his lap for me to join him. I hesitated and sat down next to him instead. He sighed and put his arms around me, picking me up as if I was a doll and placing me gently on his knee. "Now then, that's better," he said wrapping his arms around my stomach. "It hurt didn't it? Seeing them together?" He asked, his voice becoming more serious but not losing any of its kindness. I curled myself up and rested my head on his chest trying to protect myself from the memory of this morning. Yet the more I thought about it, the more distant it seemed to get.

"I didn't think it would. I thought I had prepared myself for when he did have someone else but I guess I was wrong...I thought I could handle it but when I saw them, my heart felt like it would break..." I whispered.

"That's not the only thing weighing your heart down." He stated like he knew the answer.

"I don't know why it bothers me so much. He just left," My fingers touched my lips gently. "And I haven't seen him since. I don't know why he left, I just want him back. I need to talk to him."

"Something tells me he's thinking about you." He said twirling a strand of my hair around his long fingers. We sat there for a few minutes before I heard a faint yelling of my name. We looked to the sky and I saw the faint outline of Harry's head.

"I have to go now," He said leaning his chin on my head. I felt him kiss me gently before slowly fading away. I sat there holding myself wishing for him to return as my surroundings around me faded as well to be replaced by the hospital wing.