The rest of the day I stayed inside of my room, fully aware of the fact that I would miss my classes, but knowing that I could not face the people just yet. They all had seen that my biggest fear was Draco Malfoy dying. They knew. After I had hidden it for so many years, now they had found out. And by now the whole school probably already knew. There was no way I would leave the common room just yet. I knew of course that I would have to face them eventually, but for the first time in my life I used procrastination as a temporary solution.

Malfoy seemed so much better after our little talk, but I noticed that he didn't leave the common room either.

I decided to use my spare time to work ahead in the classes that I missed today and sat down on the couch in the common room again, where Malfoy still sat.

"You know that you'll have to encounter them sooner or later, right?" I asked him after a while, not looking up from my Charms book.

He sighed. "Yeah I know... so how come you're still here?"

I shrugged and acted like I was totally engrossed in the book in front of me.

"Granger? I don't need a babysitter!", he hissed.

I sighed and murmured, without looking at him. "I know Malfoy and I'm not here because of that."

He thought a couple of seconds. "Granger, what are you hiding from? What happened after I left?"

I dropped my book, surprised by his question, and picked it up quickly.

"Nothing." I then replied nervously. He quickly snatched my book away from me and held it up in the air so I couldn't reach it.

"Give me my book back, Malfoy!" I spat.

"When you tell me what happened!" He smiled smugly.

"What is it to you anyway?" I murmured.

He raised his perfectly arched eyebrows. "Well since it must've happened right after I left the room I'm guessing that it has something to do with me."
I moaned. "What else? You care cause it could involve yourself. Very selfless, Malfoy."

He glared at me. "You know, you certainly won't get your book back that way."
I rolled my eyes and then threw myself on him, trying to steal the book away from him. Taking him by surprise I actually got a hold of the book, but he then he pulled it quickly out of my hand again. Lying on top of him on the couch I tried to reach the book, but his arms were way longer than mine and he held the book up in the air. I suddenly became very aware of the fact that I was lying on top of freakin Draco Malfoy. About eighty percent of my body were touching his, on all kinds of places. Naturally, I blushed and stopped in my actions. I couldn't think anymore, my mind seemed to be all fogged up. I could feel how hard his upper body was, he had to be so muscular under that shirt... I could smell his scent, the vanilla mixed with the spice... I could feel his body heat sipping through our clothes. And I didn't want anything more than to just take off those clothes and feel his skin on my skin. I was just like all the other girls that couldn't get enough of him. His tense muscles suddenly relaxed, probably noticing that I didn't try to reach the book anymore. I looked down at him and his icey eyes were captivating every single brain cell of mine. I just laid there on top of him, not moving and stared him in the eyes. I could feel chemistry, I could feel desire rising up in me. I was so screwed. Then he pushed the book into my hand and moved underneath me, obviously hinting I should sit up. Still a little dazzled I did as I was told and opened my book again, without looking at him.

"Jeez, Granger. If you wanted to mount me that bad, you should've just said something." Malfoy joked and I rolled my eyes, while thinking to myself If you only knew.

"So you still haven't told me..." He started again after a while.

"There is nothing to tell you." I just replied, kind of absentmindedly. Oh my thoughts were in a whole other place right now.

"You know I'll hear anyway..." A big smirk was plastered on his face. He was right. Of course he would. But I would not give up that quickly.

"Oh and how will you do that?"

He shrugged. "Pretty much every Slytherin of our year was in the classroom."

I sighed loudly. "And how do you know that it wasn't something between my friends and I?"

"I don't." He said and then he added, "but I have my sources..."

If he meant who I thought he meant I was ready to puke.

"Ginny's not my friend if that's who you're talking about." was all I replied cooly.

He eyed me surprisedly. "Why do you think it's her I was talking about?"

I shrugged. "I have my sources..."

He laughed out. "If you're referring to that stupid bet..." he began, but I interrupted him.

"What bet?"

He shrugged. "You know that bet that Blaise and I had? He said I could never lay the girlfriend of Harry Potter. I proved him wrong."

My blood went ice cold. "It was a bet?" was all I could manage to say.

"Hell yeah." He laughed. "What, do you think I just do it with whoever?"

I nodded slowly, but wasn't really listening to him anymore. It had been a bet that had lead to Malfoy and Ginny having sex. That bet was the reason Ginny and Harry had ever broken up, because she still kind of liked Malfoy afterward. I doubted that Harry knew about that. Ginny had been played. Of course I wished she had went differently about it, not so maliciously, but could I really blame her for walking into Malfoy's trap? If he set up a trap like that for me, I'd probably fall into it as well.

I got up as quickly as I could and murmured "I have to go." before I stormed to the portrait hole.

"Hey, you still haven't answered me." He yelled after me.

I practically ran all the way to the Gryffindor common room and was totally out of breath once I had reached it. They should be back in the common room by now. Being Headgirl I knew all of the passwords of the houses, so I mumbled "Firebird." and the Fat Lady eyed me suspiciously. "Haven't seen you around in a while." She said before she swung open and let me in. I could see lots of familiar faces staring at me in the common room, but I didn't care so much. I was just looking for a familiar red-head. Finally I saw her, sitting next to Ron and Harry by the fire place.

"Ginny, could I have a talk with you please?" I asked her as soon as I was within earshot of her, still a little out of breath.

She took a glimpse of me and then looked back to the fire. What was up with people staring at fireplaces lately? I helplessly looked at Harry, who just shrugged apologetically. Ron ignored me. No help there.

"Please, Ginny? It's important!" I begged her. This was for her own sake, not for mine, and I begged her to listen to me? Wow I really was a good friend.

"Whatever you have to say to me, you can say in front of Harry and Ron." She murmured without looking up.

I laughed out nervously. "Oh believe me, I cannot."

She glanced up to me and I looked her in the eye, urgently. Knowing that I wouldn't make such a scene if it wasn't important, she finally got up and went up the stairs to the girl's dorms. I followed her quickly.

"What is it?" She sighed as soon as she had closed the door behind us.

"I... I don't even know how to say this..." I started. She just raised her eyebrow.

"It's... well I was just talking to Malfoy and... it was just a bet." I finally explained. "Blaise said he couldn't get the girlfriend of Harry Potter and they bet on it... Malfoy won... which you obviously already know."

I looked at her compassionately and apologetically. She just stared at me blankly for a while, not being able to say anything. She obviously hadn't known about the bet. Surprise there. Then suddenly her mien transformed into an angry grimace.

"When they told me I didn't believe them." Was all she spat out. So she had known? "When they told me I said "That's ridiculous. Hermione would never be so stupid."" What was she talking about? What did I have to do with this? Nothing! This was all about her and Malfoy, it didn't have anything to do with me!
"But I guess you really are dumb enough." I looked at her confusedly, not understanding a word she said.

"I don't understand." I replied quietly.

She laughed out, a fake and hostile laugh. "You don't know what I'm talking about? I'm talking about you having a crush on Malfoy! The whole school knows now that they saw your boggart! When Harry and Ron told me, I couldn't believe it. But it's all so clear to me now! You like Malfoy, that's why you freaked out when you came to know he and I had sex! And that's why you came here now, just to tell me a stupid lie of a bet that never even took place." she screamed at me.

"No, Ginny. That's not true!" I tried to explain, but she cut me off.

"You are pathetic, Hermione! Pathetic!" she yelled.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I saw my former best friend not believing me and calling me pathetic.

"Fine." I mumbled. "But don't say I didn't warn you." With those words I left her room, tears still stinging in my eyes. I tried to ignore all the Gryffindors in the common room, still staring at me. But I couldn't help but see a certain black-haired spectacle wearer having tears in his eyes and a red-headed boy looking at me disapprovingly and full of rage. They couldn't have heard us, could they? Had Ginny really been loud enough for them to hear down here what she had been yelling? Without looking around any further I stormed out of the common room and leaned against the wall next to the Fat Lady for a while, my eyes closed, silent tears running down my cheeks. It was all messed up. Everybody knew about me liking Draco Malfoy and now everybody also knew that Ginny had had sex with him. She hated me because she thought I was making up a lie, Harry probably had figured out by now that Malfoy was the reason for his and Ginny's break-up and was mad at Ginny and probably at me for not telling him, Ron was mad at Ginny for having sex and for having sex with his enemy and hated me for liking Malfoy. All in all everyone was hurt and angry at everyone. And it was all my fault. I just wanted to curl up and never talk to anyone again.

A/N: Hey guys,

Sorry for not updating for so long, but I was pretty busy with school and all. I almost can't believe myself how much I messed up Hermione's life! Muahahaha! What do you think? Leave me a review so I know where you want me to go with the story or certain aspects of it, I promise I'll hear you out and there's quite the possibility that I'll listen to you!

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ShayleeRae