The Internet and Hogwarts Don't Mix, Hermione!

By: Mari G. (a.k.a. MalfoysGirlfriend)

(A/N: I'm so sorry this chapter took so long to be posted. I have the whole entire story written out but will only post once every 2 days, just for the suspense. I forgot to write a disclaimer for my story so here it goes: Harry Potter is not my property , it belongs to Warner Bros. and I don't own the Internet either. I want to thank all who reviewed and I want at least 10 reviews before I post the next chapter. The next chapter is really, really goodconsidering all my friends read it and can't wait for more.)

Chapter 2:

Hermione sat on the edge and swung her legs over, sitting barely on the edge. Thoughts raced through her mind, whether this was the right thing to do. After all, death does relieve the pain and suffering because you don't think anymore. She could join her brother in heaven, if that's where he was, she wasn't sure. Hermione clung onto the edge of the tower and closed her eyes, letting the wind brush her hair. She felt herself go suddenly pale and cold. Then, slowly she began to let go, slipping farther and farther off the edge…

She heard someone shout at her from behind but she was too far-gone to answer now. Hermione started falling until she felt someone strong take hold of her arm and pull her back up. She steadied herself against the person, since the fear of falling had left her dizzy and weak.

"You suicidal maniac!"

Hermione jumped back and for the first time noticed whom she was leaning on. He was looking at her with surprise and disbelief in his eyes.

"What were you doing Malfoy?"

"You were about to kill yourself and you ask me 'What were you doing?'"

"It so unlike you though."

"Look, I might hate Gryffindors and all that but I would never let any of them go through with suicide in front of my very eyes."

"I was not committing suicide," she said indignantly and Draco looked at her with a yeah-right look, "Well I wasn't!"

"Whatever you say Granger. But let me remind you that witches and wizards can't fly without brooms," Malfoy said with a grin and then left.

Hermione was terrified that Draco would speak of her intent of suicide but so far he hadn't. Meanwhile, she was eating dinner alone again and was throwing glances every now and then to the Slytherin table. She spotted Harry eating with Cho in the Ravenclaw table where he ate now almost every day. Ron and Lavender never had dinner but they stayed at the common room talking and laughing. Sometimes they would sneak into the kitchens after dinner and eat a snack. Hermione felt sick every time she saw them. It seemed like they were joined at the hip.

Hermione looked up again to search for Malfoy at the Slytherin table and saw he wasn't there. She scanned the room for him and saw him standing by the doorway, looking straight at her. He motioned for her to come over. Hermione slowly stood up and walked toward him and followed him out of the Great Hall, around a corner, and into an empty classroom. Draco quietly shut the door behind them.

"Hermione," he began, looking her in the eyes," I know you're worried I'll tell someone about what happened."

"I don't really care," said Hermione, trying to hide how worried she was he'd tell.

"Yeah, you do care. Or else you wouldn't be watching me like a hawk from the Gryffindor table."

"I was not!"

"You were too!"

"I was not!"

"Hermione, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Yes."

"If you test me I'll tell. I'm no fool and I know perfectly well this could ruin your reputation. But anyway, you're earning yourself a bad reputation, giving everybody such a bad-ass attitude as you are."

"Are you threatening me? Because if you are let me make it clear that I am not scared of you!"

"I didn't come up here to discuss this. I just want to warn you that I will tell somebody if I catch you again. You obviously belong in Saint Mungos."

"I am not crazy Malfoy! Just…Just leave me alone!" She started to walk away but Malfoy caught her arm.

"Don't walk away from me, I am not Potter," he whispered, glaring at her. Hermione pulled loose and walked off anyway.

Hermione hated to be threatened, especially by Malfoy. She knew that she had become someone unpleasant to hang around with and didn't need to be reminded. She often thought that the best way to let her frustration out was to yell and hurt others. Hermione knew it wasn't right, but it helped. She opened the portrait hole and stepped inside and immediately saw Harry sitting by the fire, reading a book. When he saw her walk in he shut the book and an awkward silence followed as she stood by the door.

"Hermione, I need to talk to you about what happened today," said Harry, breaking the silence.

"There is nothing to talk about," she said, walking toward the stairway to her dorm.

"Wait! Hermione, what's going on? Who are you? What have you become?" She stopped abruptly and spun around.

"You want to know who I am?"

"Yes, that would be nice."

"My name is Hermione Granger, I have no friends or family. I lost all sense of happiness and I have a very big chance of becoming an old maid!"

"That's not true! You're beautiful and I'm sure you'll find someone."

"I don't want to get married! Men are all bastards!"

"Don't you think that's a bit inadequate, Hermione?"

"No! I think it's not! But I guess it's just the way I look at it!"

"Probably."

"STOP PATRONIZING ME!"

"I'm not," he said and Hermione gave him a murderous glare.

"Hermione, I just hope you can change your ways. You used to be so different."

"I like the way I am now. Nobody is going to step on me again."

"Nobody ever did. Just think it over. It's your fault you lost everything," said Harry. He gathered his things and swept past Hermione to his dorm. She stood there lost for words. What Harry had said gotten had gotten to her. It stung because she didn't know if everything was her fault. Hermione spent time trying to convince herself of the opposite, and now she wasn't so sure.

(A/N: I hope that the girl who wrote saying that she wanted Draco to save Hermione is happy and pleased with this chapter. I have a note for her: I love Draco too, but I also love Harry. It's kind of like a mix. Draco is a bad boy.

Harry is a sweetheart. I want to take the moment to say Hello! to Kelly B.. Read the story? Review it Pleez!)

To Be Continued