Here's chapter 11! Man am I on a roll today!

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He ran for what seemed forever. He had to get to the infirmary.

Suddenly, the pain he had experienced in the room of requirement came back full force. He gasped and shrank onto his knees. His arms felt like someone had stuck them in a fire. Draco looked down at Hermione and kissed her forehead. It was obvious she was under a sleeping spell as she bled to death.

'Probably to make it look like a suicide,' He contemplated. The world around him was spinning, 'I'm so sorry that I failed you Hermione.' Than all he could feel was himself falling into darkness.

It may have been days or weeks later for all Hermione knew. She didn't remember any of it though; all she did remember was waking up next to Draco in the infirmary.

She sat up and looked around; the blood soaked clothes on the floor jolted her memory.


Flashback

"Where are you bringing me?" she whispered as Tristan grabbed a hold of her arm. She was trembling; she should've stayed in the room.

"Ha, you will see you stupid girl…" They walked for it seemed like forever. Hermione had a very bad feeling about this. He steered her in the way of the empty corridor Harry, Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore's army used to practice at. She knew where they were going now. The room of requirement. It was the perfect place, no detection at all and privacy. No interruptions.

She tried futily to pry her arm free and run. He only held on tighter.

She tried to scream but he instantly clamped his hand over her mouth. "Shut up mudblood."

'I'm gonna die, oh god I'm gonna die." She told herself. 'Please god don't let me die, I'm not ready too, and I never got to tell Draco what I wanted too.' Hermione had to hold back her tears on that thought.

Tristan stopped them in front of the room of requirement, Hermione couldn't make out what he mumbled.

When they entered the room he flung her onto the ground. She looked up at him and asked "why?" fearfully.

He smirked. "You're in the way, , you see I told the dark lord that you and Mr. Malfoy had something romantic going on…I thought he would tell me to kill Draco but instead he told me to kill you so he could kill Malfoy, heh he didn't want me to have all the fun."Hermione shuddered. If she made it through this she'd have to tell Draco that.

"You're a death eater?" she whispered.

He just stared at her.

"As it is we won't waste time." He said coldly.

Lawry walked over to a shelf of vials. Hermione quickly looked around for something she could use as a weapon. 'Why didn't I remember my wand?' she yelled at herself.

There was nothing to use against this mad person. Hermione couldn't give up though.

He had apparently found what he had been looking for. "Ahha" and he held up a small green vial with brown liquid in it.

"You know ; this is supposed to be the deadliest toxin ever." Hermione knew it was the truth for she had read up about it. And she also knew that if she drank it she would be dead in less than 15 minutes. She shuddered.

"No time to waste Granger." He walked over to her, his eyes never leaving her face.

"Imagine the reward for me when I kill you, maybe the dark lord will make me his right hand." Even so, I know I will take great pleasure in doing this.

He took her arm and forced her down on her back. She struggled. "Get off of me!" She screamed. Hermione had to make sure the liquid DID NOT get into her mouth, not even a drop could escape. He was definitely struggling with her. She desperately looked around again for something when she saw a wooden club on the ground. 'Perfect.'

Hermione drew back her hand and slapped him across the jaw making him fall off of her. She wasted no time in running to the wooden substance. It was certainly heavy, just enough to knock the boy out and for her to escape.

Tristan stood up and laughed at her. "You won't win with that…"

"As long as I whack you well enough with it, that's all I'm hoping for." Hermione answered darkly.

'You've let people hurt you forever Hermione, it's time to take a stand.' When he got closer to her she started to swing it around. Tristan stood still for a split second and then suddenly lunged at her. Hermione was expecting a move such as that and swung with full force, missing his head and hitting him in the jaw.

"You Bitch!" he screamed and yanked her hair. She bellowed in pain, dropping the stick. Tristan drew back his fist and hit her in the mouth. Hermione clutched at her bleeding lip as he pulled her face up to meet his. His hand held the vial still and he forcefully opened her mouth, he stuck his thumb in to keep her mouth pried open.

'No, Hermione you cannot lose!' She glared and felt the spurt of energy that filled her veins. Forcefully with everything she could she bit down on his thumb. She had never heard anyone scream as loud as he did. Hermione took action and grabbed at the vial. She had it in her hands and slung it at the wall.

"No!" he yelled. Tristan grabbed her ankle making her hit her chin.

The blind hot pain was horrible and she just laid there.

Tristan suddenly withdrew a knife and before Hermione could move he had slashed her across the chest.

"Ha, fuckin bitch, the poison was a fast death, now you can lay there and die a slow painful one." Hermione had never felt hate so strong before.

Tristan pointed his wand saying something and the blackness rolled over her.

End of flashback

Hermione remembered it all and vaguely wanted to know what had happened to Tristan and how in the world she got here. Then she turned to Draco who was still asleep on the bed beside her.

'He saved me…' she said to herself and kept repeating it.

Her lower lip started trembling. She didn't hold anything back and started crying.

"What are the tears for?" came a voice in the doorway.

Hermione looked up to find Harry standing there.

"Wait… are you the one who saved me from Lawry? Or is Draco?"

Harry moved over to her. "When I found the both of you, you were very near death and Draco was unconscious."

Hermione looked down at her hands, "well thank you anyway for bringing us here Harry, without you we wouldn't have made it." He smiled at her.

They sat in silence. Harry was the first to break the quietness.

"So..who did this to you?" He asked.

"Tristan Lawry." She answered. Harry's mouth dropped open. "Are you serious?" Hermione nodded. "Why would he do such a thing?" he asked.

"He uh, he is a death eater, a spy for the dark lord. I don't know what happened to him though, he tried to poison me, I smashed the vial though." Harry offered a small smile. Hermione was still brave.

"Was he giving you problems before this happened? if he was you could've just come to us." She looked at him like he was a foreign object.

"Come to you?" she whispered. Harry nodded.

"Were not even friends anymore Harry." He looked at her confused, "of course we are."

"NO, were not, all you guys have done is ignore me, this entire year all I've got from all of you is looks and smart comments."

"Hermione, you don't understand do you?" he asked quietly. She looked at him waiting for his excuse for completely avoiding her.

"I'm not saying this is your fault or anything like that…but we just wanted to give you space." Her eyes never left his face, which gave him faith that she was still listening.

"This whole time that we've been fighting me, Ron and Ginny have discussed the problem with you, we were planning on speaking to you about it."

Hermione's eyes filled with tears.

"The last thing we wanted to do was ignore you, but we only wanted to give you space, you seemed so down all the time, and it seemed you needed to get your thoughts together, we love you Mione." He finished rubbing her arm.

The end was what made her catch her breath and start crying.

"OH harry!" and she flung herself into his arms.

"Shhh, it's alright Hermione," he whispered.

And for the first time since everything she believed him.

A few hours later

Draco opened his eyes to the bright light of the infirmary. He looked to the right of him and found Hermione asleep.

'How did we get here?' he asked himself.

Draco didn't have time to ponder the answer when the door opened and in stepped his friend..

"Blaise," he smiled. "Good to see you old boy, a part of me thought you were a goner."

"I can handle a git like him, he was no problem, had the little bitch beggin."

Draco smiled, "well your a good man to have at your back when there's trouble."

Blaise smiled again and looked towards Hermione. "She alright?"

Draco looked that way as well, "I don't know, I do know however that I didn't make it to the infirmary last night so someone had to have found us."

"Thank god for that eh?" Zambini questioned.

Malfoy smiled and looked back over to Hermione. "Yes, thank god for that."


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