(The Harry Potter characters don't belong to me except for the strawberry blonde I created. Hope you enjoy reading; it's been a long time since I posted! I'd really love your reviews for this. (As a gift for my lateness I'm posting two chapters instead of just the one. Enjoy.)

Chapter 13: Gone

'I see.' Julia Enror looked straight at Draco as Hermione spoke and it made him feel slightly awkward. 'Is that all?' she inquired keeping her gaze on him, while Hermione stopped talking. The brunette nodded and Julia stood up, not dropping her eye contact. Then she turned her head a bit, closed her eyes and breathed out.

'Let me ask you one thing, Draco. Has anything been off in the last… say... 6 hours?'

The blonde raised his eyebrow to look at the girl in front of him, but was unable to answer anything.

'Nothing, no?' she inquired again. As he began to crunch up his face, she pointed her finger to the left and as he looked, he saw himself being tortured by the two aurors. Then the scenery changed and he saw himself with Hermione in a very intimate position.

'What the...' he looked angry now as he bore his heated gaze into the girl. What was going on here?

'Sigh, looks like I have my work cut out for me. Well, it's not like I expected it to be easy, but come on... you are a Malfoy after all...'

Draco felt like boiling with anger and he tried to move forward and yank her by her frilly blouse, but he remained stuck to the spot.

'Yes, dear Draco. The last 6 hours have been all in…your...head. Even the intimate encounter with your girlfriend. I wonder if I managed to make her as you remember, but from what I gathered from your memories, I guess it did suffice.' she went over to Hermione and smiled, before the girl completely vanished. 'The real one is probably searching for you though, I suppose. Anyhow, are you calm enough so that I can wake you up now and explain some more?' Draco just blinked and narrowed his eyes. 'Good. Well then... oh what do those muggle hypnotists say on the telly? One two three, open your eyes?'

And with that Draco's eyes snapped open. His body was feeling sore all over, lying on the cold oak floor, with the girl looming over him curiously.

His eyes narrowed and his hands began to shiver.

'What the FUCK did you do to me you old bitch? Do you have any idea how sick that was? I had sex with my girlfriend for the very first time and now it turns out it was your sick little fantasy?I should avada kedavra you this instant you fucking bitch!'

'Oh, yes, sorry about that.' She smiled sincerely. 'But from what I gather she isn't that far from going that way with you, so forgive me ok? And enough with the profanities.'

'The hell I'll forgive you!' Draco stood up, dusted his robes off and took out his wand slowly. The girl simply continued to walk along further and didn't turn around. 'Crucio!' he yelled, but nothing happened. He had made the movement, there had been intent and everything was right. His face was full of shock as she turned around.

'Sorry, but you can't attack me. Not like you are now anyway. But don't worry. That's why your father sent me here. I'm here to train you. You didn't think your father sent you here for a consultation, did you?' she smirked in that infamous smirk he had seen countless times on his father… and himself. It was slightly unnerving.

'But before that, do you know how to produce a patronus? You do? Splendid. Then make one and send it to Hermione to the castle. Tell her, you're off to visit your sick great grandaunt for a while.'

Draco stared. He tried to remember the family tree in his mind as he ran across names on it. Having a photographic memory did help him a little. He remembered somewhere that Nicholas Malfoy had had a sister... Julianne.

Hermione darted through the corridors, running towards the spot she saw his name flash on the map. It was still there, but as she ran, she only saw a small flicker of light. It was a very small white transparent dragonfly. It flapped its wings and landed on her right palm. It was detailed, although a tad small. She knew no one that actually had such a small patronus.

'I'm sorry, I won't be returning for a while. Be safe.' It spoke in Draco's voice, softly like a whisper, and then it faded into the darkness. Hermione couldn't help but wonder when she would hear that soft voice again, for it held such tenderness, that she had never heard from him before.

A week had gone by and no news from Draco yet. He was taking his sweet time doing god knows what god knows where. She tried to tell herself that it was none of her business as they were only secretly going out and hadn't really made it official or anything and thus he could do whatever he wanted with whoever he wanted. Or wherever. Darn. Still it was bugging her. Her girly side was whining to her that he clearly cared little for her if he didn't even say where he was. But he had sent a message. Well, some message that had been. No specific information whatsoever. She had tried asking Blaise, but he had been rather uninformed as well. When she finally gathered her courage and wanted to ask the headmistress, she heard some hufflepuff first years along the hallway gossiping about it.

'Say, isn't it really strange that Malfoy has been missing for a whole week now?'- a blonde one spoke up.

Her busty brunette sidekick nodded enthusiastically: 'I heard that he's visiting a relative, but what I really think happened was... they probably caught him doing something bad... like maybe he was cursing somebody, so they've brought him in for questioning, you know?'

Hermione clenched her fist while walking slightly behind them.

'Ooh! You are probably right! I mean they wouldn't tell the school unless it's confirmed, but since he's gone thaaaat long, they must have something on him! I knew it, I just knew it. He reeks evil, you know?' They both proceeded giggling before a cold female voice spoke up behind them.

'No giggling in the hallway! You two should be in class right now, what do you think you are doing here, gossiping?' Hermione's tone was harsh and firm and her fists were shaking by her side. The two turned around and immediately froze when they saw the fire in the head girl's eyes.

'We were on our way to the classroom… and...'

'No back talking! That's fifty points from Hufflepuff for each of you. Now hurry on to your classroom and I don't wish to hear a peep out of any one of you!'

The girls nodded and ran further along the corridor mumbling something incoherent.

Hermione continued to stand, her hands shaking even more so than before. The nerve! How could they go on and accuse Draco of... of... of what exactly? Her conscience replied. If it were you a couple of years ago, you would have deduced the exact same thing. No I wouldn't. He's the head boy now and he's changed... He's not that kind of a person. Isn't he? Nice speech by the way, worthy of Snape I dare say. Oh shut it-she told her annoying little head voice.

Still annoyed she rushed towards her classroom and sat down at the only empty desk, where Ron was already seated. It was quite odd to see him without Harry, for Harry had been discharged from the hospital just yesterday and she wondered why they weren't glued to the hip like usual.

'Hi Ron.' she tried to smile, but it came out forced. 'Why isn't Harry with you?'

Ron looked thoughtful, before he answered. 'He said he wasn't feeling well, so he stayed in the common room.'

'Oh, okay.' she didn't give it too much thought, for she was far too preoccupied with what the hufflepuff first years had been chatting about. What if Draco had done something?

Slughorn came in and took out a large old volume of Potions (That everyone in that class swore must have been a first edition) and looked very focused.

'Morning, class. Excuse me for taking five minutes of this classes time, but I just need to check something for the next potion we're about to make. I can't seem to remember if it's the root or the stem of the Daffodil that's supposed to be used. The newer version says it's the root... but how can it be..'- the old professor continued to talk to himself and the rest of the class used the opportunity to chat.

'Say, Mione?...' the redhead whispered and caught the brunette completely off guard.

'Mm, yes Ron?'

'Has... well... I know it's strange to ask this, but... has Harry not seemed off… recently?' Hermione's eyes widened and he continued. 'I dunno Mione, it's just that we've known him for seven years now and I don't know. He looks the same, he acts normal, but some things are just... I don't know. He drifts away. Like some things he says are just... not really him, you know? It's things I'd expect him to say, but then again... I must be sounding strange.'

'No Ron, it's okay. I haven't been around you two for that much recently with my duties and... um... (her head screamed Draco Malfoy, but she ignored it) and my studies for NEWTS.'

'Yeah, I guess. I guess maybe Harry is stressing over them too. I mean all this week after the incident he couldn't do any of his spells right. Maybe it's really the nerves.'

'Wait, what? He wouldn't mess up spells just because of nerves, because it's Harry! He's brilliant when he learns something. I mean you are speaking about the same boy who beat Voldemort. He's even better at casting when he's nervous.'

'I guess you're right… But he hasn't been able to even perform the spells we learned in first year. I mean when I come to think of it, it's been this week. This week after the incident with Malfoy… that's why I had a thought that maybe.. Maybe Malfoy cursed him, made him mess up his magic? I can't think of any other explanation. Can you?' Ron looked at her earnestly and she wondered what she could say. Hermione hadn't seen what had happened and she hadn't talked to Draco. And now Malfoy was nowhere to be seen... What if he had cursed Harry?

'Page 52 Miss Granger. If you would please read from it?' Slughorn said and Hermione immediately snapped back. Ron resumed starring at his book, staying unusually quiet.

When the lesson ended, Hermione looked up at Ron and asked him to go see Harry. They still had some time before the next lesson so Ron agreed. They were mostly quiet on their way there, bypassing some of their classmates, who were chatting excitedly.

'Ron?'

'Mm..?'

'Do you think... maybe... Dr... Malfoy... really did something to Harry during the match?'

Ron paused but then looked back at Hermione.

'I don't know. I know he's despicable, but… if there's anything I've learned from you is that I'm always too rash with my guesses, so I um.. I am gonna ask him that when I see him.'

Hermione couldn't help but smile a little. Ron looked so grown up.

'How are you going to... speak with him? So far your encounters have been anything but pleasant.'

Ron smiled his toothy smile back at her, his freckles sparkling in the sunlight.

'That's what I have you for. You've managed to keep him in track while being head girl, I was hoping for some tips so that I don't end up bashing his head through the wall.'

'I'll think of something.' Hermione smiled as they entered the bedroom that Harry and Ron shared.

Immediately she felt that something was off. Everything looked the same the last time she had been here, but somehow... It was darker, gloomier. She felt like she was suffocating. Her eyes drifted a little and she noticed a figure sitting on his bed, looking through the window, not noticing them walking in. His arms were tense and his whole body looked like it was a string on a violin.

She snapped back when her ginger companion put a hand on her shoulder.

'Harry? Mione is here to see you.' he spoke up quietly, pushing her a little forward, keeping in the background. 'Talk to him alone, maybe you'll figure something out? I'll stay in the common room.'

The brunette took tentative footsteps towards her friend, who visibly relaxed, when she came.

'Ah, Hermione, hello. Happy to see you. What's up?' he smiled at her and she noticed that he looked quite serene as well as that his hair was very neat. And very uncharacteristic. He looked so composed, calm, completely different than she had seen him a moment ago. It was as if a switch was turned on. Except that this was not a lamp, this was Harry Potter.

'I wanted to see if you were okay. You didn't come to potions, Harry.' She slowly sat down on the bed next to him and he merely shrugged.

'I haven't really been completely myself recently… so I thought I'd better stay and rest.'

Hermione relaxed. He probably wasn't completely healed yet. He was always one of those people who wanted to rush out of the hospital even if they had a limb missing. Her expression softened immediately.

'I think it's best you should see Madam Pomfrey again. Maybe she can give you something if you're not up a hundred percent, m?'

Harry looked back at her and smiled slightly, the smile never quite reaching his eyes.

'Maybe you're right, Hermione.'

'Of course I am, we could go right now... I still have some time before...'

'NO.' his voice came out slightly harsher than she'd expected, so she flinched and narrowed her eyes, grabbing hold of her wand by instinct. 'What I meant was…' he stood up and looked back at her 'you have your lessons now, we can go during lunch break, ok?'

'Oh um... I suppose so. Well then, I'll be leaving.' She was turning away before he crushed her into a hug.

'Thank you for worrying, Hermione. You are such a good friend. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you... what would I do?' his voice was slightly a whisper but she felt anything but warmth coming from his mouth. It was Harry, and he wasn't completely well yet. She let it slide.

'I'll see you later, ok?' She felt guilty, but she wanted to escape from that room as quickly as possible. She met Ron, who was still sitting on the couch, with his hand propped against the arm rest, talking with Dean and Ginny, who were slightly more into the conversation than he seemed to be.

'Hi Hermione! How is your day going?' Dean smiled at her and she only nodded.

'It's fine Dean, hi Ginny.' Ginny waved at her and Ron looked up expectantly.

'We're going to see madam Pomfrey at lunch today Ron. I think it should be okay.'

'That's good. I've been bugging him to go since he returned, but he keeps brushing me off. At least he listened to you.' Ron answered, taking his bag. 'Come on, we should head on. Divination is up next.'

Hermione groaned and looked back at Harry's bedroom door. She wondered if she shouldn't drag him out by force right now. Divination felt like a waste of her time anyway. She'd be sitting idly by, listening to Trelawney babble and her mind would drift towards a certain blonde she was missing. And those lovely stormy grey eyes of his. Or his hands...

'Hermione? Don't worry about Harry. He's just probably still sore about losing the match. You know how he gets about quidditch.' Ginny said and linked her arms with the brunette, dragging through the Gryffindor common room door and into the hallway full of moving staircases.

'You don't think there's anything wrong with Harry apart from that Ginny?'

'What? Of course not. He's grumpy, that's all. But then again look at Ron, he doesn't look that good either, right? Boys and their troubles... I was in the team too you know, it's not like I am sulking in a corner all week about it.' The red head grinned and they stepped on a staircase as it approached them.

The stairs continued to move and they headed out one of the corridors. Divinations today was a joint lesson where fifth, sixth and seventh years all had to attend. Thus the hallway was quite pact. Since professor Trelawney had been feeling quite out of sorts (as Headmistress MacGonagall had put it during one assembly some time ago) divination classes had been put on hold. Though Hermione would have guessed that the strange woman had either had a mental break down or had drunk herself into a sherry stupor (Harry had mentioned to her once that Trelawney had a habit of nibbling on that specific drink for he had caught her with bottles before).

The classroom was quite lively and Hermione was seated next to Ginny. Luna was sitting somewhere over at the next row and waved to her, as did a few younger gryffindors. She saw Blaise sitting alone, with his hands crossed over his chest. He looked at her briefly, before returning his gaze upon the center of the classroom. Blaise had been quiet recently too, now that Draco had been gone. Apparently he hadn't really informed his best friend of his plans either. Thus Blaise was angry.

The large cape was the first thing everyone saw when the scarecrow lookalike professor entered the vicinity. She was a bit thinner than before and her hair was in an unruly cloud around her head. Her glasses were the only thing that had stayed the same. She looked a bit worn out. The head girl felt a pang of guilt for her previous assumptions. Perhaps the woman had really been ill.

'Welcome my dear students. Have you been in touch with your inner eye? Today's lesson shall be devoted entirely to strengthening your divination abilities. Have you all been practicing looking into the future with the exercises I have shown you, hm?'

Parvatti nodded enthusiastically as she took out a talisman and held it up front, Luna simply smiled and some others began to gossip. Ginny was snorting next to Hermione and she felt a bit more at ease. Those so called strengthening exercises have been strange rituals like sitting in your room in the middle of the night with a lit candle, some grass and strange Trelawney self-made talismans, while 'meditating'.

'Good, good! Now my dear children, how about we try seeing the future. Each pair has a crystal ball and I shall come over and see how you've progressed.' She took off the giant cape and came over towards a fifth year ravenclaw. The girl was wide eyed and amazed as she looked into the crystal ball. 'Well dear, what do you see?'

'I see... professor… I see a flower withering... it's um a white flower...' Everyone in the classroom laughed and the girl blushed deeply before lowering her eyes.

'Now, now class, no need to frown upon this small prophesy. Try focusing more dear, you are supposed to see something of meaning. I don't think a withering flower is anything that would really give you great insight on what to do other than maybe remember to water your plants.'

The class continued to laugh and the girl sank even lower in her seat.

'Well then, how about Parvatti Patil? Surely you can accomplish this task even better.'

Parvatti straightened and her dark eyes shone with confidence. She took her talisman in her hand and looked at the crystal ball along with with Trelawney. They both stayed silent for a moment, before Parvatti spoke up.

'I see that Neville is going to break his leg in the next Quidditch match.'

'Hey... wwhat? I don't even play in the team!' Neville stood up abruptly.

'I see you breaking it while sitting in the stands. Might want to sit a bit further from the middle, Neville.' Parvatti smiled, not taking her eyes from the crystal ball. Neville just looked at Luna, who patted him on the back smiling serenely.

'Excellent dear, your inner eye is really progressing. That's what I call pushing your limits by practicing. However, there always are people who have the talent even though they don't even know it. Hm... I have this feeling... why don't you try giving it a go, Miss Weasley?'

Ginny turned her head towards the woman, who stood just in front of their table.

'But I don't really believe in all of this thus I don't think it will..' Ginny murmured, but Trelawney put a hand on her shoulder shaking her head.

'It doesn't matter, seeing is believing dear. I have a feeling that you have a great sight. There are some, who aren't as talented (she looked over at Hermione with a patronizing smile), but I believe you can do it. Look at the crystal ball, concentrate... yes, that's it... it's not simply a ball... it's a window... now… what do you see through this window?

'It's useless, she won't be able to see anything because there is nothing to see!' Hermione rose from her seat but noticed that Ginny's eyes had gotten hazy and she was focused on the crystal in front of her. Trelawney kept her hand on Ginny's shoulder the entire time.

When Ginny spoke, her voice sounded monotone and cold.

'The day has come. The perpetrator shall be revealed and captured. Blood shall be spilt. Hogwarts shall be safe again.' and with that she slightly fell, but Trelawney caught her in her arms immediately.

'I knew it. I just knew you had it in you Ginny Weasley.' Everyone erupted into whispers and Hermione starred at her slightly disoriented friend before the bell chided. They walked off towards the dining hall and Ron helped his sister as Hermione went towards the Gryffindor tower to meet up with Harry.

Harry Potter was standing in front of their door smiling and looking quite happy, all uneasiness seemed to have vanished. His hair was still very neat and he was wearing a green sweater. He grinned even more when he saw her and she couldn't help but wonder how his mood had changed so drastically. He had been so tense before.

'Let's go, huh?' – he motioned for her to come and she followed alongside him , though she noticed they were not taking the route they were supposed to.

'Harry? Where are we going? The hospital wing is not this way...'

'Oh? I know. I just wanted to um… take the longer route, I've been cooped up in hospital beds or rooms for so long I wanted to take a breather, just walk before they coop me up into one again. Is that okay?' he stopped and looked over at her before she relaxed a little and continued on his route.

'Is there a specific spot you want to go to before we head to Madam Pomfrey..?' she asked, suddenly brushing her fingertips against her wand in her right pocket.

'Um no... just around... I guess...' he said, although he was turning corners and checking for something. Then his eyes became hazy for a moment which Hermione thought was just her imagination, before they widened considerably and he pulled her behind a corner quickly.

They could hear wishing sounds as someone fought just right behind that corner. The brunette peeked and saw two figures. One was a girl with long dark hair and slytherin clothing and the other was... Luna Lovegood.

'You don't have to do this, Astoria.' they heard Luna's soft and serene voice.

'Of course I don't... I want to. Crucio!' the raven haired girl screamed and Luna fell on the ground twitching and crying. Hermione wanted to run over and do something, but Harry held her firmly, motioning for her to stay put and observe. The golden girl stared wide eyed at her friend but didn't move.

They watched Astoria go over towards Luna and extract blood from one of her wounds into a small vial, before putting it inside her cloak and running off into the darkness.

'Now, we follow.' Harry said and dragged Hermione with him.

'Harry, don't you think we should tell someone? Like a teacher perhaps?'

'And what proof will we have when we do? We have to capture her and get the proof as well. Maybe she's hiding everything somewhere, let's go, come on!' he continued to pull her along quite forcefully. She followed, but the grip stung. And Harry seemed quite excited, not at all appalled that at what Astoria had done… or worried for Luna for the matter. Hermione couldn't free herself from his grip as he pulled her along. She turned to Luna as they passed her- she'd have to get help as soon as she could, though it did not seem to be a powerful crucio… at least.

They stopped near a classroom. Harry finally let go of her arm and she rubbed it. It was quite sore from his grip.

'She's inside. Guard this door while I go get help. I don't think we should try to take her on alone.'

Hermione nodded. Now that sounded reasonable enough.

'Get help for Luna on the way… I don't want her suffering... okay?' she whispered taking out her wand and turning her back to him as he ran away.

'Sure thing.' he said, before he ran behind a corner. As he gained some distance Harry Potter silently breathed out and headed out calmly ahead towards the dining hall. He met Ginny and Ron near the entrance.

'Hey Harry... are you already out of Pomfrey's office? Where's Hermione?' Ron looked confused.

'Yeah, had to drink a blood replenishing potion and that's all. Hermione said she had some head's business to take care of. So she went along.' Ron narrowed his eyes at Harry, but Ginny punched his shoulder.

'Don't be a worry wart Ron. She told me during divinations that she had a meeting with the hufflepuff prefects about something. Come on, I'm starving!'

'Um... okay.' The tall ginger looked out into the corridor, but it was calm, except for a soft breeze that blew through an open window somewhere. Then he followed the other two inside.

Hermione stood firmly by the door to the classroom. Had it been ten minutes, twenty? Where was Harry? Was Astoria really in there? She hadn't really seen her enter, but had rather followed Harry, who had been up front the whole time. She felt stupid. Of course Harry had seen her. Why would they have come here?

Then the door creaked and she saw red smoke coming through the hinges. Someone was crying inside. There were sounds of magic cutting through the air. Someone else could be in there! Without second thought she pushed the door with her wand raised high and looked up front. Astoria sat in a corner, waving her wand over the blood as soft cries rippled through the air. The room was full of small vials of blood, pictures of Voldemort and up front in the middle of the wall was a death eater symbol written in blood. It smelled foul all over. Hermione put a hand over her nose.

Astoria turned around and snarled, looking at the head girl.

'Well, well, well. If it isn't the famous Hermione Granger. Super mudblood. What the hell are you doing here?'

Hermione flinched but tried to stand firmly on her feet, her wand gripped and raised, ready for an attack.

'I know it's you that's been attacking those students. I just saw you attack Luna.' Her voice was slightly shaky and she cursed herself for it. Astoria just flipped her hair nonchalantly and looked back at the blood in front of her.

'So what of it? Do you think you can do something about it?'

'I shall bring you to the headmistress and she will know what to do with you. Harry has gone to fetch some teachers so you're time is up, Greengrass.'

'Really?' she smiled viciously as the door slammed shut. 'Well I'd like to see you try. Every one of them tried to oppose me and look how that's turned out. I'm still here... getting stronger. Getting closer... Getting more like him...' She brushed her fingertips along the jawline of Voldemort's picture and Hermione felt herself wanting to vomit. 'So, come at me, Granger.'

The brunette flicked her wand and whispered 'Petrificus totalis', though Astoria simply waved her wand and the spell was reflected. Just as fast the slytherin yelled a spell Hermione didn't know and a purple light brushed her abdomen, leaving a gash. Blood started to seep through her clothes. Hermione ran to the side and tried to attack Astoria again, but everything seemed in vain. Purple light beams flew at Hermione and she managed to deflect a couple before some more cut her in her legs, her neck.

She was hiding in a corner behind a table, breathing heavily. The cuts were bleeding quite a lot and she had to press her hand against the one on her neck for it was bleeding the most. She was starting to feel slightly dizzy. "Keep it together, help is coming, help is coming. "

'Come out come out, wherever you are... dear Golden girl... ' the footsteps were coming closer to where she was hiding. The Gryffindor knew her breaths were much too loud for her attacker not to hear her, but she couldn't move. She simply sat there, her wand raised and prepared.

'Bombarda!' the door exploded and Blaise, Theodore and Seamus burst in through it.

Theodore captured Astoria, twisting her hands behind her back and Seamus took her wand. Blaise ran towards Hermione and looked at her below the table.

'You alright in there, Granger?' he asked softly before she smiled.

'How did you... find me?'

'Walking towards detention… something was really off here, glad we decided to check it out.' Seamus piped in, leaning over the table to look at her as well.

'Thank Godrick... ugh I thought I was alone...Astoria... we followed her after she attacked Luna.. I think she was the one that... attacked everyone and..' her voice was becoming more quiet and she was slowly losing consciousness.

'Hey, Hermione, hey... We'd better get her to the Pomfrey, quick!' Seamus yelled, pulling the table away and rushing towards her. Blaise was quicker. He gathered the unconscious Hermione in his arms and lifted her up easily.

Seamus looked displeased. 'I'll take her. You two get this one to the headmistress.' Theo didn't question Blaise's words, but Seamus wanted to say something.

'Come on.' Theo said and pushed an angry Astoria onwards, Seamus reluctantly walking behind him.

Blaise slowly proceeded out the door looking at the sleeping girl's face.

'Quite an ordeal you were put through huh?' he brushed a few strands of hair from her face.

'Draco..' the brunette whispered almost incoherently before turning her face slightly.

'Ah… carrying a girl in my arms and she goes on and mumbles that asshole's name. Ah, whatever. Draco had better come back soon or I might just steal this one away from him.' He chuckled darkly before quickening his pace.

(Okay so that was it. For now.. Somewhere along the way I decided to hell with what I had planned, I decided on some new things and thus the story moves on.. It's mostly what I had planned since I started writing this fic, but then again I watch some movies, hear some songs and I get inspired to twist things a little. I am that kind of person who likes nothing to be really clear until the very last minute. So here you go. I muffled everything up. Thought the last chapter was interesting? Well what about the notion that it was all made up by Julia in Draco's mind. (Well, most of it anyway). And for those who bug me about not enough Draco/Hermione smut or whatsoever, I decided that this is a story I focus on the plot of, not only on the romance. So there. I'll write what I feel that needs to be said and not what someone wants.. there will be.. or should I say, should be some smut somewhere along the way. And don't worry our lovable Draco is coming back. He has other things to focus on right now. Please read and review! The next chapter is coming right after this one :))