Hey! I know how all my reviewers always say my chapters need to be longer. Well, I think they're long but they never turn out to be. I'll try to make this one long, but it may not work, so please be patient.

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Chapter 6 - True

The decorations lay astray and there were littered plates everywhere. Hermione had told the others to go to bed because they looked so exhausted, they were about to faint. She was picking up the plates and glasses when she noticed Draco, still in his seat. He seemed to still be in a state of shock.

"Why?" Hermione asked simply. "Why did you let yourself become your father's child?"

Draco looked deep into her nutmeg-colored eyes. There was something in her eyes he had never seen before; understanding. There was really no easy answer to that question. He had thought that his father would help him get started in his new life, then leave him alone, but that never happened. Lucius made his way so cleared out, Draco never got face anything on his own. He had started hating his father a long time ago, but in hating his father, he had started to hate himself.

Hermione seemed to be reading his thoughts.

"What did you want to happen in your life?" she asked.

"I wanted to travel all my life." he said, finally stating his mind. "There's just this feeling I get when I travel, and when I do something on my own. I never wanted to settle down, I wanted to just go wherever my soul wanted to go."

"You sound like me." she said. It startled Draco that she said that, it even startled herself. "I didn't want to be in the war, but all I ever heard was 'Hermione, you have to join' or 'We need you'. So I finally gave in. Well, lucky for you, you can still change your fate."

"What are you talking about?" he said. "No I can't."

"You've got a better chance than that of a slave like me and most people here." She said her temper rising a bit.

"Yeah right," he said shaking his head.

That was it for Hermione. "I thought you had changed but you really must have fooled me. You're the same person you were two years ago. Call me stupid, but I don't get it!" Hermione was practically yelling now. She stood up. "You've got authority here and you keep letting your father use it! It's rightfully yours! Let Voldemort know that you have ideas and plans for your life! Don't let your father relive his life in you! You need to speak up for your puny self!"

Draco wasn't going to take anything like that from someone he had captured. He stood up too. "I'm not puny, mudblood. And my father is not taking away my life!"

"Then show it! Meanwhile don't expect any pity from a slave stuck somewhere she doesn't want to be!" She finished. Hermione turned on her heel and stormed back to Pansy's quarters.

Draco just sat there stunned. Why had he never realized this? Everything she had just said was true, every last word. He knew what he had to do. He ran towards a place he had never been to and he seriously never wanted to go in his entire life. But drastic times call for drastic measures.

A/N: That was fun!!! I hoped you liked that chapter as much as I did. I plan to have another chapter out soon. Love to my reviewers as always. Thanks to everyone who reads.
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