I stand there unable to move with eyes wide open, shocked by his actions. Why would Malfoy out of all people kiss me? I want to scream, push him away from him and tell him I have a very good boyfriend who I'd never cheat on, much less with him. However, just feeling Draco's soft lips against mine makes me feel something different. Something I've never felt for anyone. Not even Ron. And before I can notice or even realize it, my eyes flutter closed and I kiss Malfoy back.
I don't know how long we have been there but he pulls away to look into my eyes. His light blue eyes were filled with hope, and he was smiling. What am I doing? I just cheated on Ron! With Draco! But even if my mind is boiling with guilt, I still don't push away and his arms were still around me.
"Mione" He whispers, relief evident in his voice. "Do you remember it now?" Malfoy asks, his eyes shining with hope and happiness. And I can't help but feel guilty, not only for cheating on Ron, but for what I am going to do now:
"Don't you ever come near me again, Malfoy." I spat, trying hard to leave aside all of those different and amazing feelings Draco gave me. "But I-" before he could say anything else, I turned around and left.

I left him along with a part of my heart.

I forbid myself to think about him. I wouldn't even look at him. As the weeks passed by, the guilt within me was making me more and more miserable. I didn't know what to do. I was too afraid to tell Ron and I hated myself because of it.
However, I was also scared; scared of what I felt that day with Draco even when I know I shouldn't. The thought of the Slytherin boy was always there, at the back of my mind at all times, even though I chose to ignore them.
But there were many things to worry about and I was busier than ever. I had all the subjects to catch up on, and everyone was acting weirdly around me. Ginny won't talk to me much longer than the 10 min between classes and Neville always made up some excuse for not studying with me - not even Herbology!
Even Ron is acting weird. We still talk frequently and send letters to each other, but he seems a bit off and too careful with every thing he says. At first I thought that maybe he knew something, but as time passed by I concluded that he doesn't. Nonetheless, I still have the feeling that something is up.
It wasn't until a few days later when I am going to the library and hear two people talking in what it seems like an empty room.
"...Hermione...find out!"says the first voice.
I stop. They are talking about me.
"It's not like we can just tell her everything!" exasperated the other one.
"You know very well What Madam Pomfrey said!"
"But what will she say when she gets her memory back?!"
Suddenly everything makes sense. How could I have lost so many classes just in a matter of days? How could the weather have had such a change? We're already in the middle/end of winter, even when what I last remembered was the end of autumn. It also explains why everyone was acting so strangely.
Barely even noticing what what I was doing I entered the room.
I saw Ginny and Malfoy in the center of the room, both standing up stiffly after hearing the sound of the door opening.
"Hermione?" Asked Draco, hesitating "we... We were-" He mumbled
"You heard us, didn't you?" Ginny interrupted him, looking at me.