Chapter 7- Confession

"Harry wake up! Wake up! You're only dreaming." Ron punched him as he tossed and turned. Harry was screaming in his sleep. He let out a few words that would definitely earn him a detention.

Harry bolted up right in bed.

"Wha? What's wrong?" He seemed worried through his groggy voice and puffy eyes. Ron saw something poking out from under the covers between Harry's legs. He tried not to stare but he couldn't help it. Harry looked down, and brought his knees up to his chest blocking the view. Ron turned away so Harry wouldn't see his slightly smaller cock throbbing, as it stood fully erect.

"You were screaming like a girl, man! I think you were like having a nightmare." Ron pointed out.

"Weird, I can't remember a thing. It's all a blur. But, my scar's burning for shit." He started to rub his forehead trying to get ride of the pain.

"You're all wet, you've been sweating buckets." He snickered, trying to imagine what Harry had been dreaming about.

"Yeah? I'm sure it's nothing." He was trying not to worry, but his scar had never stood him wrong before.

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"I want those essays by tomorrow, no exceptions!" Called out their new defense against dark arts teacher.

As everyone left the classroom, Hermione packed up slowly. Draco was waiting for them outside the class. While they headed for the door, Hermione smacked right into the wall.

"Ouch!" She yelped in surprise, looking up confused.

"What the hell was that? I mean are you ok?" Draco stared her. He knew something was up, he just couldn't figure out what.

"Whoa! Um.I was just.thinking."

'Yeah, about what?' He wondered.

"I have to go to the library. I'll see you guys latter." She seemed kind of dazed. Before she could walk away, Harry grabbed her by the waist.

"Maybe I should come?" He offered.

"I'm fine! I have work to do, you'll be board. Don't worry. See yah!" She shot him a reassuring look and took off.

"I have to get something in my common room, I'll see you guys later." Draco mentioned before storming off.

When he was sure Harry and Ron were gone, he caught up with Hermione.

"I thought-" She started.

"Yeah, well we gotta talk. What's up? Talk to me, seriously."

"Nothing, why would you think-" He cut her off again.

"Hermione I don't have time for bullshit. I'm not an idiot, tell me what's wrong. Ron's really thick and even he knows you're acting weird."

"You can't tell a soul, especially Harry. Promise me." She told him

'What the hell are you doing? You can't tell him!' She thought.

"Are we in kindergarten. Honestly Hermione I told you I'm not an idiot." She was serious. "Ok, I promise."

She studied him for a second. He looked so angelic with his angelic hair, but looks can be so deceiving.

Some people were even scared of Draco, and never took the chance to get close to him. He may like stomp around with dark forces, but he could be sweet once you got to know him.

He acts so tough so people won't hurt him. The pain his father gives is enough to make anyone go crazy, but Draco's strong and he was holding on. He had never had a real girlfriend before, hard to believe. Just like Harry he was a gorgeous babe. Most girls would give anything to go out with him. But, he was scared to get in a relationship. There was a barrier built around his heart. The only people that were important in his life now were Harry and a secret admirer that no one knew about. He was planing to try it out with Ginny, maybe she would help him melt the barrier.

Hermione could trust him, she thought.

"I'm with someone else." She whispered. Hermione looked so small just standing there, waiting for Draco to react.

'Wow, she's really changed. She's so beautiful now, but she was always special.' He thought.

"What?" It had all just sunken in. "With who?"

"I can't."

He had a feeling this was no normal guy she was 'with'. Any person had to be crazy to betray Harry, especially when it came to taking away things (or people) he loved. He seemed like a nice guy most of the time, but he was strong and powerful. No one knew except for Draco, but Harry could already be more powerful than Voldemort if he wanted to, and he was only 17.

"Hermione you have to tell me, this isn't a game!" He was yelling.

She didn't respond. Draco grabbed Hermione by her arms and pinned her to the wall. He lifted her off the floor, and used his chest to keep her against the wall. She could barely breath and his fingers were cutting into her skin. She didn't squeal or squirm.

"You won't understand." She spit out. He pressed himself harder against her. She gasped.

"Ok, ok. First put me down." Tears started streaming down her face. He didn't budge.

"It's Tom." She squeaked.

'No' He thought.

"Who the fuck is Tom?" 'It can't be Riddle.' He said over and over again in his head.

"Voldemort." As the name left her lips, he dropped her. Hermione fell to the floor.

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