Chapter 7

It was the day after Ron Obliviated Hermione's mind, and he noticed that his girlfriend seemed to be acting a little differently. She wasn't so close to him anymore and she seemed to be avoiding him. After several attempts of trying to get near her, he finally got his nerve up to ask her why.

"What do you mean by I'm avoiding you? I don't even know you," she said it so simply, like she was telling the truth.

"Nice try, Hermione, but you can't fool me."

"Whoever said anything about fooling you? I'm telling the truth. I don't know you."

"Hermione," Ron said, getting a little scared. "How could you not know who I am? We've been dating for almost two years."

"I haven't been dating anyone in the past years. Now stop bothering me!" With that, Hermione left Ron wondering how much memory he really took.

Ron spent most of the day after his confrontation with Hermione thinking about what had happened. After he Obliviated her, she only got up and left. No "how are you?" or "Are you feeling better?" She just left. Maybe, in his anger about her loving Draco instead of him, he may have Obliviated himself from her memories too – or her ever loving him. But how had that happened, exactly?

Then he remembered. He had been so mad at Hermione while performing the spell that he had wished that she should only like Draco and not him. That must have been the problem.

Just great, Ron thought. I get really pissed at the girl I love and I go and Obliviate myself from her mind. Just great.

"Hey, Granger," Draco whispered to Hermione during Potions class. He passed her a note while walking to get his potion ingredients. Hermione picked up the folded paper, sneaked a look at Professor Snape, and unfolded it.

Meet me in the Astronomy tower at 10. We need to talk.

Hermione didn't know what to think. Here was Draco, the guy who hated her, sending her a note to meet her in the tower that night. What was she supposed to do?

After a few melted cauldrons and a couple of deducted points, Hermione decided to go to the Astronomy Tower.

It was around ten and Hermione was still in the common room, arguing with herself whether or not to go.

"Iwanttoknowwhathe'lldo,"Hermionesaidoutloud.Butyoudon'tknowifit'satrap.

"You don't either! And besides, if it isn't a trap, then I'm might be missing out on a whole bunch of explanations. For some weird reason, I can't remember who he really is." Maybe that's a good thing.

"Says you!" Actually, says you, too.

"Ugh! You're hopeless!"

"I thought an O in Herbology was good enough, but thanks for the compliment."

Hermione was so busy talking to herself that she didn't realize that Neville had walked in too. He looked really hurt and insulted. Besides, it wasn't everyday that Neville got full marks in something.

"I'm sorry, Neville, but I was just talking to myself. It's great that you got an O!" Hermione said brightly, but in her mind, she cursed herself.

"That explains all the mumbling you were doing. You know what, Hermione? Dumbledore talks to himself too." And with that, he left, leaving Hermione confused. Within a couple seconds, she realized he was calling her a little crazy. Old people talk to themselves. If you were young and was caught talking to thin air, it probably meant you were crazy.

"Hey, Neville!" Hermione called up the boy's stairs, but it was useless – Neville was already in his room. She had to give him credit, though; he was getting her back for being so rude. However, she was a little curious if he meant that Hermione was old or crazy by his comment. Hermione didn't feel like deciding, so she got up to leave the common room and before she knew it, she was at the stairs of the Astronomy Tower.

"That was easy," Hermione said to herself, then giggled a little at realizing she quoted the easy button.

With a huge sigh, she began to climb the stairs. Even though she lost her memory of ever liking Draco (which meant that she never even remembered meeting him), she knew how much of a pain it was to climb these stairs.

After what seemed like forever, she finally reached the top. Hermione got a little worried because at first she didn't see anyone. Although, when she looked at a nearby clock, she was five minutes late. Perhaps he'd left already.

"There you are! I thought you wouldn't show." Hermione turned around, and there was Draco. She must have looked confused because he said, "You know, you're never late. I thought you wouldn't be here because you were late by five minutes. Nearly killed me, not knowing what happened. So, how's the Ron business going?"

"Why are you being so nice to me?" asked Hermione suspiciously.

Now it was Draco's turn to be confused. "What do you mean? I'm always nice to you. Are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine. But why am I here? You're always mean to me. Calling me names, making fun of me. I don't understand." said Hermione. She started backing away from Draco.

"Hermione, what did Ron do to you?" Draco asked, holding out his hand to her for reassurance.

"Ron? Who's he?"

"Oh, man." His heart sank as he realized what Ron and his stupid wand must have done.