Draco Finds Out

Hermione sat up crying for four hours and nothing Draco did could fix it. If he tried to find out what had made her so upset it would only make her cry more than before. Draco finally managed to get her to sleep, but her breath would hitch each time she would take a breath in. The blonde sat beside her on his bed, her hand laced in his. Draco slowly let go of it to go for a little walk to think about the whole thing. At the loss of contact Hermiones hand unconsciously reached out for his. Unable to find it she whimpered. Draco noticed this and bent down to kiss her on the forehead and whispered into her ear, "I'll be right back." Once he was sure she would be okay he left the room and climbed the stairs to the common room. Noticing his favourite chair wasn't taken he sat down in it, throwing his legs over the side. He sat in silence thinking. The walk he originally planned to go on didn't seem like such a good idea. What if Hermione was to wake up and she was alone? That wouldn't be good. Suddenly a voice came from behind him.

"Still can't figure it out huh?" Draco spun around faster than you can say Quidditch.

"Oh it's you." He let out a breath.

"Who else would it be? So how is she?"

"No better than this morning, if anything, worse. I can't leave her side, if I do she cries and I just can't make her stop." The blonde sighed. "I've missed 3 classes so far and I'm about to miss a really important Charms test in about 5 minutes. Why did this have to happen today? Any other day and I would have been happy that I missed class… Just not today."

"Look Drake I have a spare this period so why don't you go and write your test and I'll watch Hermione for you. After all it's only an hour so she should be just fine. And if she does wake up I'll tell her where you went and everything will be fine. I promise."

"I don't know. She was pretty upset when I left to come up her she was whimpering in her sleep and…." Suddenly Draco was interrupted by a piercing scream.

"DRACO! Where are you? Please tell me you didn't leave me. Please." The sound of crying started again.

"See I told you. I can't leave her. Something shook her up really bad and I need to find out what it is."

"I'll take care of this. You know you need to write that test, so just leave and I'll take care of everything and maybe if you're lucky she'll tell me what's wrong." Blaise laughed at the thought of him being able to find out while Draco, her boyfriend couldn't. Draco reluctantly left the room, but turned suddenly and left Blaise with one warning.

"I swear Blaise if I come back and she's awake and crying there will be hell to pay!" Then he left Blaise to run down to Hermione. When he opened the door he saw just what Draco was talking about. She was in hysterics. Her tears remained on her face seeming to never end. She was curled up on his bed the blankets pulled up to her chin.

"Where's Draco?" She asked quickly looking to see if he was behind Blaise.

"He went to class. He had a really important test that he had to take and was going to miss it for you but I told him to go."

"NO! If he finds out he'll never come back to me."

"Hermione what are you talking about? Draco would never leave you no matter what you did you know that."

"No I don't! And this was really important he can't know that I've lied to him and everyone." She cried desperately then quickly clasped a hand over her mouth the minute the words left her mouth. That wasn't what she was supposed to say.

"Okay. Now you need to tell me what the bloody hell you're talking about." Blaise said thoroughly confused.

"I-if I tell you do you swear not to tell Draco?" Blaise nodded and Hermione began to tell her story. Everything from when she first came up with the idea of changing who she was for him then the sorting hats truths until the point.

"So you're telling me to not tell my best friend that you lied to him about not remembering so you wouldn't loose him or be second to Pansy like you were to Ginny! Hermione I can't do that he needs to know."

"I know I plan on telling him just not yet, but I swear I'll tell him. Please don't say anything." She begged tears falling again.

"One week Hermione and if you're still acting this way then I'll tell Draco myself. Got it." Blaise sounded angry so she nodded.

Not tell his best friend! Please! What did she think he was some scapegoat? He didn't think so. One week and if she didn't say anything then he sure as hell would. Draco had a right to know that he was being played. Suddenly the door opened and Draco walked into the room. The blonde looked at the girl sitting on his bed the tears still falling from her eyes and suddenly got mad at his friend he had just told him not to make her upset and that was what it seemed he did. "Blaise I told you not to make her upset. Some friend you are." He walked over to Hermione. "Sweetheart? Are you okay? What did he say?" He pulled the girl onto his lap.

"Nothing." She muttered into his chest.

"Blaise I told you to watch her not make her upset. And to think I trusted you. You and Hermione were the only people I could trust and this is how you show me it."

Okay that was the last straw calling him a bad friend. He was going to let loose now. "Me! The bad friend! Why don't you talk to your girlfriend here about the lie she's kept from all of us! Go on Hermione tell him!" Hermione just looked at him wide eyed. Silently begging him to not say anything. Draco looked from Hermione to Blaise then back to Hermione and stood.

"What are you two talking about!" He demanded.

"Blaise, no, please."

"Your dear girlfriend here has been lying to us all. She never had a past life it's all been lie to keep you from leaving her. She never lost her memories and she's never known your parents like she said she did. She lied to you Draco!" The raven-haired boy yelled.

Hermione went white. How could he do this to her? Why did she do it in the first place? Everything was her fault. It was always her fault. Draco looked at her with discussed. "You lied to me. You lied to me!" He yelled.

"Draco please listen to me…."

"No you listen! I gave you my heart and what do you do you rip it out and spit on it! You filthy mudblood!" Hermione gave a sharp intake of breath and Blaise took a step back, that was harsh. "Why I ever thought you could be different is beyond me! I should have actually slept with Pansy then I wouldn't have come back to you! You really are filthy and to think that I fucked you! Now I'm contaminated, and so are my sheets. Get out of my site and never ever come back!" Draco felt slightly sorry for what he said when he saw the fresh tears.

"Draco please tell me you don't mean that. I love you. I'm so sorry please don't leave me." This was the first time she ever told him that she loved him. What a way to do it, begging him to not do this to her.

"You don't love me, you love my family name. You wanted my money; you wanted my power that's it. Love never mattered which is good because I sure as hell never loved you and I never will."

"Draco, that's a little mean. I'm sure she did it because, she loves you." Blaise tried to reason feeling extreme guilt for telling Draco before Hermione even had a chance.

"No I don't want to see that filth near me again." He turned to face the crying girl. "Get Out!"

Hermione stood slowly and walked out knowing she couldn't win this fight. It was over. She shut the door behind her and as she leaned against it her body slid down to the floor as her knees gave out. She was trapped now. No one would love her, she had no friends and her name was completely ruined. It was like a replay of her life before Hogwarts. Complete loneliness. Suddenly the door opened and she fell to the floor and she looked up to see non-other than Blaise Zambini.

"Look Hermione I'm sor-"

"No don't bother I know you wanted to do it." She stood up to look at him. " There are you happy now. You have your best friend back so you can go out and party and do what you do. No ones there to hold him back anymore. I hope you're happy. Now my life is completely ruined. I loved him! That's why I didn't want to loose him, but thanks to you that doesn't matter anymore. I have no friends, I have no one that loves me, and I have nothing."

"You have your family and I'll still be your friend." Blaise tried to help the situation even a little.

"No I don't want a friend like you who swears not to tell someone something then tells anyways. No thank you, and I don't have a family they kicked me out this summer. I've been on my own for a year now. I guess a freak like me just isn't worth someone's love. You know, Draco, Harry and my parents have said it so it must be true. Good Bye Blaise."

Great Draco was mad at him and so was Hermione. Blaise turned around to see Draco standing behind him. "Look man you know you'll always be my friend and no girl can come between that right?"

"Yeah, sure man." Blaise said slightly unsure and confused at Hermiones words. This girl who was thought to have it all sure didn't. She really did have nothing left.

"Good, so why don't we go find some nice 5th years. I know a couple that like you." He winked as he walked past him.

"Yeah sounds good." Blaise mumbled as he followed. "Hey Drake!"

"Yeah" Draco turned to face him.

"Are you sure you're ready to see another girl. You just broke up with Hermione."

"Who said I would date them I just need to get then into bed." He laughed but inside he knew Blaise was right. No girl could ever compare to who Hermione was with him. But that was over now. She broke his trust; it was just the way things had to be.

A month had past and Hermione had not gotten at all better. She stayed locked up inside. If anyone tried to talk to her she wouldn't talk back. The only time she would talk was if a teacher asked her a question. She no longer raised her hand in class and at meals she walked in grabbed a little bit of food then leave. Draco, even though he wouldn't admit it, was worried. She had begun to thin down and she was always pale. School was almost over and he thought she would be in the library most of her time for exams. So when he wanted to catch a glimpse of her to remember what they had he would go there only to find out that she never showed up and had never been there. He had no idea where she would have gone off.

Hermione had her one area where she could be alone. It was a small area down by part of the lake. The only thing you could see from there was the Quidditch pitch. There was one giant rock she would sit on and a beach covered in sand. At this spot no one could bug her or ridicule her. The whole school found out about her lies and no one trusted her anymore. The only time someone would talk to her was to make fun of her, slash her name or ask for answers to a question. So she just stopped talking in general. She missed Draco with her entire heart. Recently she had taken to writing. Writing how she felt or how people would hurt her, maybe not physically at first, but it was slowly eating away at her causing the physical effects to take place. If she ate it could only be a little bit or she would get sick. She was hurting her-self more than anyone else by wishing she was back together with Draco. It seemed to be the only time in her life that she was happy. Well, since Harry at least.

She sat down by the lake on the rock she always sat on writing a piece of poetry, and in her mind, the best piece she had ever written:

I still reach for you
In the middle of my dreams each night
But my arms come up empty every time
And lately I talk to your memory
More than I should
If I could just forget the past I would
Cause this missing you ain't doing me no goodI'm so close to crazy
Right on the edge
Just one step away from going insane
But I'm not there yet
If I could just lose my mind
I wouldn't know we're through
But this close to crazy
Is far from over you

Today I caught myself
Reliving how it used to be
At a table for two just you and me
But talking to an empty chair
And laughing right out loud
Turned everybody's head and left no doubt
I'm a broken woman close to breaking down

I'm so close to crazy
Right on the edge
Just one step away from going insane
But I'm not there yet
If I could just lose my mind
I wouldn't know we're through
But this close to crazy
Is far from over you

I still reach for you
In the middle of my dreams each night

She finished it and placed it off to the side then took off her shoes and robe and placed them on the sand. Slowly she walked into the water watching it as it moved around her legs completely unaware that the paper she had just written on had blown away and someone very important was about to read it.

Draco was practicing with his team. Even though there was only one week left in school he was going to be ready for the next year. He stopped his broom above his team to watch them fly. He smirked at the thought of beating Potter next year. Suddenly a piece of paper hit him in the face. Slightly irritated he grabbed it and was about to rip it when he noticed the scripted writing. He knew that writing. It was Hermiones. Was she near here? Oh what he would do just to catch one glimpse of her one last time. He was not denying that he missed her, he did, he just couldn't figure out all of his feelings. He looked around the stands hoping to see her, but she wasn't there. Draco looked down at the paper again and began to read her words. She was suffering, and, so was he. He needed her back, the girls he fooled around with just weren't worth it if he could never have her again.

He looked out towards the setting sun wishing he could take it all back. The words he said to her, her tears, all of it. Something moved in the corner of his eye. Quickly he moved his head to get a better look, and that's when he knew he couldn't live without her. There she was wading in the water completely carefree, even if only for a few minutes. He needed to talk to her and this was his chance. A fast as he could he flew to the change rooms and got dressed then ran off to the spot where he had seen her. He reached the spot in record time, but it was too late. She already left. The only thing left was the quill she had been writing with. Draco picked it up and placed it in his pocket next to her poem. He would be giving her these back someday. He just knew it.

A/N: Okay so what you think of that one. The poem Hermione wrote is actually a song and to who ever guesses it goes 50 points. LOL Seriously though I wanna know if anyone knows it by the time I update the next chappy. So Yeah I personally don't like this chapter so much as some of my other ones but its better than nothing. So please read and review. And my thanks to missa for uploading it for me. Love ya Girl!