Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been working on my other story 'Consequences'. Anyways…here's a new chapter! I've had more writers block, but tah dah! I'm over it! So here you go. (Btw, I re-wrote a little bit, because this chapter didnt quite make sence with the rest of the story.)

It was Friday afternoon, midday in fact, and Hermione was waiting at the Ice Cream shop in Diagon Alley for Draco. She wan very nervous about this meeting. In fact, she had been nervous all week about it. Earlier that week, Hermione had been caught naked in Draco Malfoys bed by non other than Lucius Malfoy. When he saw who was in his sons bed, he told Draco all about her troubled past. Now, Hermione had set up a meeting with Draco to tell him the whole story. So, you can see why she had been so nervous.

He was 5 minutes later, and she was starting to get a little antsy. Maybe he won't come… she thought. But suddenly, Draco apparaited beside her.

"Hello Hermione! So sorry I'm late, my mother wanted me to fix her breakfast. Anyway, how are you?"

Hermione signed with relief "Oh, well, I'm ok. I just invited you here so I can tell you all about my past. What your father told you…it's true, but you need to hear the whole story before you pass judgement onto me."

Draco sat down beside her. He sighed, then looked into her eyes. He saw sadness in them. He wanted to understand what happened to her. He wanted to know why she was so troubled, and how she got pregnant. Did she keep the baby? Did she abort it? He had so many questions, but held them in, and just stared into her eyes. They were so beautiful. Chocolate brown. He signed up for Magical Matches in the first place to piss of his parents, but now he realized how perfect Hermione is for him. He could really fall for her.

He snapped out of it. "Ok Hermione, tell me your story. I'm listening, and I won't judge until I have heard the entire story."

"Alright. Well, in the summer before 5th year, my parents got divorced. They eventaully got back together again, when I was on my mission for Horcruxes, but for now, I was devistated. It hit me really hard, and I cried for what seemed like ages. My father had cheated on my mother, so I decided to live with her in the house I grew up in. When it was almost time to go back to Hogwarts, I was still so sad. I decided to go to my old friend, who is now a drug dealer. I asked him to supply me with some things that would help me get through this difficult time in my life. He also gave me a carton of fags, and a razor blade. He knew what I was going through because his parents had split up too, and he knew what I needed. He gave me weed, cocaine, meth, and heroine, and told me to have fun."

Draco was watching Hermione intently. He Didn't like where this story was going.

Hermione continued. "I took them with me to Hogwarts, not knowing whether or not I would use them. But one day, Theodore Nott insulted me, and that just pushed me over the edge. I went back to my dormitory and lit a fag. It was great. When I was done with my 5 fags, I took out my heroine syringe and injected. I liked that too, maybe a little to much. Over the years, I brought more, and more drugs to school. My arms and legs were covered in cuts. I was under the influence almost every day. I was getting addicted, but I didn't care."

Hermione stopped to wipe a tear away from her eye before continuing with her story. "I started to sleep with every guy I could find. I was known as the Gryffindor slut, well…to everyone except the Slytherins. I was a well kept secret. I started out with Cedric Diggory, and moved up from there. By 6th year, I was so messed up. I was still continuing with the drugs, and the cutting, and I was still sleeping with every guy that would have me. By the end of 6th year, everything was getting worse. With the stress from Voldemort, I was more messed up than ever."

Draco flinched at the sound of the dark lords name. Hermione continued. "One day, I was in the Gryffindor common room, and no one was around, because everyone was at dinner. I pulled out my razor, which I kept with me at all times, should the opportunity arise. I was cutting my arm, and watching the blood flow from the wound, the portrait hole opened, someone was coming. I tried to hide my state, but I was in full view when George Weasley walked into the common room. He saw me. What are you doing? he asked, even though it was obvious as to what she was doing. What does it look like George? she said. Looks like your doing something stupid! He sat down beside me, and healed my wound. He then put his arms around me, and cradled me in his arms."

Hermione sighed at the memory, and was silent.

Draco looked at those beautiful eyes of hers. "Is that it? Is that the story?"

"No, let me continue. I told George everything that happened, and he helped me get over my addictions, all of them. Me and him got really close, and I stopped sleeping with guys. I began to feel better, act more normal, and in time, I started to like George. He liked me too, and we began to date. I wanted to sleep with him, but he wanted to take it slow, considering my past. Eventually we did, and it was amazing. After a couple months, he told me he loved me, and I loved him too. And right before 7th year, he asked me to marry him. I said yes, and it was wonderful. After Voldemort was defeated, we would get married. We were so happy. We were in love. But as you know, in 7th year, me, Ron and Harry departed on our mission to save the wizarding world. I had my engagement ring with me, so I wouldn't forget George."

"Near the end of our mission, we ended up in Malfoy Manor. Ron and Harry were locked in the basement, and I was upstairs, with the death eaters. They were talking about me like I wasn't even there. Eventually, they noticed my engagement ring. Aww look everyone, the Mudblood is engaged. To who, little mud blood? One of the Weasleys I'm guessing, the one downstairs? No, another one. Which one little bookworm? I tried not to answer, but they had given me the truth serum. I didn't have a choice. George Weasley. I was so scared, you have no idea Draco. I just wanted to get out of there. I know how we can hurt the Weasleys, we can rape their soon to be daughter in law. I man came up to me, and picked me up, he undid his pants, and felt up my body. He was confused for a minute, then laughed. Can the little Mudblood be pregnant? Can you men see the baby bump? The man waved his wand over my stomach, and a picture of me and George came up from it. I was pregnant, with Georges baby. I didn't know what to do. I was so shocked, I didn't notice that the man was continuing his actions, until he started to rape me."

Hermione wasn't even trying to hide the fact that she was crying now. It was obviously a very hard story to tell, but Draco had to know.

"When they were finished with me, they put me back into the basement. That's when Ron, Harry and I escaped from the basement. I didn't tell Ron and Harry about the torture and the rape until about a year after this. Anyway, when we finally got home, after Voldemort had been defeated of course. But when I got home, George was acting very different, very distant. I knew why though, his twin brother, Fred, had died in the war. I knew distance was expected, but after a month, it was still happening, and it was getting ridicules. One day, I went to his room to talk to him about things."

Flashback

Hermione opened the door to Georges room.

"George? Are you there?"

She looked around and spotted George sitting on his bed, a look of sadness in his eyes. She walked over to his and sat down on his bed.

"George? Are you ok?". Silence.

"George, you need to talk to me, I'm your fiancée. Please talk to me."

Hermione's baby bump was more noticeable than ever, and she had a hard time hiding it. She hadn't told anyone about her pregnancy yet (though she would later).

"I don't need to talk to you Hermione, I need to be left alone!"

"I'm your fiancée! TALK TO ME WEALSEY!…Do you even love me anymore?" she asked in a low voice.

"Yes Hermione, I do. But, I don't think I can deal with all this right now. I lost my brother, my best friend! I lost my other half. I can't talk to you right now! I can't, I just can't!"

Silence.

"Well George Weasley, I'll grant you your wish!" and she took off her engagement ring, and threw it at him.

"When you decide to grow up, maybe I'll still be around!" and she ran out of the room, crying.

End of Flashback.

"After that day, I went to see my parents, to tell them about the baby. They were so disaproving, that it pushed me over the edge. Their reaction collecting with George and me breaking up, I just couldn't take it. The next day, I aborted the baby. To this day, George still doesn't know about his child. After the abortion, I started smoking and doing drugs again, because of my sadness. I think George knew what I was doing, but could care less about me this time around. Eventually, I got the willpower to stop, and live my life. That was two years ago, and here I am now, clean. But as you know, I haven't dated anyone in a very long time, and that's why Ginny signed me up for her dating service. And that's my story."

They were silence a while, eating their ice cream. Draco was trying to process the information Hermione just given her.

After what seemed like hours, Draco finally spoke. "So, do you know who raped you?"

"No, I still don't", though Hermione had an idea.

"That was a very brave thing you did Hermione, telling me this story. It must have been very hard for you." He stood up, and hugged Hermione. They cuddled on the chair, until it was dark out.

Hermione looked at her watch. "Draco…I have to go meet Harry for dinner!"

"Alright Hermione, but would you like to go out again sometime?"

"Sure, I'd like that, just owl me."

Draco stood up, kissed her, waved goodbye, and apparaited away.

Hermione shifted in her seat. She knew who raped her, but that information, she would never share with anyone, ever.

She would never tell anyone that the man who raped her was none other that Lucius Malfoy.

Btw guys, in chapter 9, when Hermione was talking to 'them' about the date with Draco Malfoy, I ment Ginny, Ron, Harry. Not all the Weasleys. REVIEW