A/N: Before you guys say anything after reading the first half of this chapter read through it all the way. I really kind of like this chapter because it makes you feel sorry for poor Hermione and it makes you want to kill someone else. Of course you might not need to but who knows. Haha. Anyways I want you guys to enjoy this chapter.

Hermione transformed into her small fox form, making sure no one was watching, and then ran into the woods as McGonagall watched. She had been sent out to try to get the hang of hunting and seeing like a fox. It was all so strange but if she didn't know how to determine things while she was a fox she'd never survive but she never thought it would be such hard work.

She put her nose to the ground when she got into the woods and started to smell around which was kind of easy. She never knew how strong foxes sense of smell really was. She knew animals could pick up smells that humans don't normally smell but she never knew it was so strong. She could smell about fifty different smells and she wasn't sure which one was which.

She started to follow one scent that she wasn't really sure about with her nose. She found this smell some how familiar but she wasn't sure how. She walked along before she found a pair of feet in front of her and she looked up to see Draco.

Why couldn't I pick a different scent to follow? It just had to be Draco's scent.

She backed away slowly knowing that Draco would most likely try to do something to her, like always. It had only been a few days ago she'd gotten away from Draco but she had no where to go this time. No way of running away from this fight no matter how much she wished there was.

She whimpered softly at the fact she couldn't go anywhere and she was most likely going to be beaten up very badly by Draco. She was lucky she escaped the last time Draco came in her path as a fox but she had no where to go at all. She was smart yes but she had no physical way of escaping without giving her secret away to Draco.

"Poor little fox, you've got no where to go. No Weasel to hide behind," Draco smirked as he walked towards the backing up fox slowly.

Hermione whimpered softly as she closed her eyes knowing she had no where to back up to anymore either. She would just have to take things like a strong fox since Draco wasn't afraid of her. She knew biting was something she had to keep from doing unless she was trying to protect someone or herself but she knew one bite wouldn't stop Draco from trying to hurt her.

"You aren't so tough now, are you?" Draco asked, not expecting an answer but he knew the fox could understand everything he was telling it. "Too bad for you."

Hermione opened her eyes and growled at Draco deeply and showed him her teeth to show him she had sharp teeth and she would use them if it came to that. She would only use them when the time was right. If he left now she wouldn't do a thing to him but she knew him better then that, he wasn't leaving period.

Draco only chuckled gently with a smirk praying across his lips as he looked at the fox. "If you are trying to scare me away, it isn't working and it won't ever work so give up on that now," he told the fox simply as he picked Hermione up and looked at her. "You see, you are just one small fox and you won't be able to hurt me. You may have scared off all those Death Eaters but you won't scare me off with those teeth of yours anymore."

Hermione tried to wiggle free as Draco talked to her but she didn't get anywhere. She let out a low growl when she gave up on trying to get free from him.

"Give up so soon do you?" Draco asked and then throwing poor Hermione to the ground which made her yelp in pain. "You are a weak fox when it comes down to it."

Hermione tried to pick herself up but her body was already too weak from that one throw. She yelped again when she fell to the ground from failing to be able to get up. She wasn't weak but she didn't have the strength to show Draco that at the moment but she sort of wished she did.

Draco smirked at how weak Hermione was already and picked up the small fox who was yelping from pain. "I was right you are weak. I should finish you off for now until we meet again young fox. You have a lot more to learn it seems," he said and then throwing Hermione to the ground and watching her slip across the ground a bit, yelping the whole time. "I will get my hands on you again young fox, until then learn how to be a stronger fox then you are."

Hermione yelped in pain as Draco left, her body aching all over. Two throws and she was aching all over. It was like she was weaker as a fox; she would still be fine and going if she was her regular self.

She tried to push her weak self up again but collapsed to the ground in pain. She couldn't believe how badly her body ached and now the area around her was spinning a bit around her. Before she knew it she was out.

Meanwhile Harry and Ron had been out seeing Hagrid while this all happened. They had no idea Hermione was even outside at all or what happened to her. She had told Ron she had to go to a late night class with McGonagall but that was the extent he knew.

"It is good to know Hagrid is doing well. We never get to talk to him anymore," Harry told Ron who was looking at the ground. "You alright Ron? You look a little upset."

"No it isn't that, I was just thinking about 'Mione. She said she went to her classes but after the whole thing with Draco a few days ago it's been hard to let her out of my sight is all," Ron said softly as he kicked a stone and looked around a bit. It was true, ever since Hermione had been hurt the first time by Draco Ron would sit by her in every class they had together and keep an eye on Malfoy. He didn't trust Malfoy around his 'Mione and he was afraid of her getting hurt again.

"You know she'll be fine though, she is with McGonagall after all," Harry told his friend gently. He knew how much Hermione meant to Ron and knew it was Ron's job to worry but everyone was about as safe as they could be with McGonagall. Sure that wouldn't stop Death Eaters or anything but people would be protected at least a bit.

Ron grumbled and then caught site of a small red… fox! "Hermione!" he cried all of the sudden as he ran into the woods and kneeled down in front of her. "Hermione, no. Please don't be dead. I can't lose you, my 'Mione," he said as he picked her up and placed her comfortably in his arm.

Harry was caught by surprise by Ron's sudden outburst and walked into the woods behind his friend. "Ron, the best thing we can do is get her to warmth. Don't assume she is dead until tomorrow if she doesn't get up," he said softly as he looked down at Hermione and then at his friend. The best thing they really could do was wait because only Hermione could change back but she needed to be awake for that.

Ron held Hermione close in his arms and looked down at her in her fox form. She looked really cute and helpless when she was a fox but she was always cute to him and defiantly pretty. "Oh 'Mione," he said softly as he stood up with her and headed into the school leaving Harry behind.

Harry watched Ron leave and slowly followed behind him. He understood why Ron just left him like that. Ron loved Hermione and he knew that well so he understood Ron was just trying to get her somewhere safe and protect her so he just let Ron be and went to the Gryffindor common room.

Ron on the other hand went into the Head's common room and sat down on the couch and carefully laying Hermione on his lap. "Please wake up for me 'Mione, please," he whispered as he rubbed her head gently but since she was out he didn't get any reply like he normally did.

He sighed softly and made himself comfortable on the couch and before he knew it he was asleep. He wanted to stay up and wait for Hermione to wake up but that was kind of hard to do so he just sort of fell asleep.