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Summary: Hermione reflects on how her life is stuffed because of her parents divorce.

Chapter 3: Gimme back my pendant!

Heading to the prefect bathrooms was a simple task for her because all she needed to do was go to the prefect quarters from her common room and then to the bathrooms.

The prefect quarters was a special place where prefects could meet up and talk about coming events and it was also a place that offered a little privacy. In the quarters, there was a large common room, study rooms and a bathroom but no bedrooms, which Hermione thought was bad coz she started to think that her dormitory was not going to give her the privacy she needed.

Hermione sat in the pools of relaxing strawberry scented bubbles, thinking she would need to relax a bit after that long stressful day.

It was only today that she had decided to reflect on what had happened to her in just those couple of weeks. Not only had she found out that her family was split, she had also fallen in her studies, not spent time with her friends and she was always eating and sleeping very little.  

She knew that after today she would have to get her act back together. But every time she had brought herself to look at the letter that sat lying on her desk, she always got afraid of, so she never actually thought about it.

But now, after she had gotten to accept the idea a little, it didn't seem too bad. After all, many of her friends had parents who had split up.

She wasn't too bad, Neville was worse she thought. She felt sorry for the fact that all these years his parents have never been with him, and that he had always had to live, knowing that his parents were mental.

Now she actually started feeling selfish, she was pretty well off. Her parents still loved her (she thought, wanting to think positive), cared for her and they would always be there for her.

But the thing that probably made her start crying was because her mum had also sent her something, which she thought she had lost forever.

It was her silver flute.

She loved her flute when she played it and even when she was looking at it. But now it made her unhappy, she wanted to play it a touch the small round silver keys but she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to play it like she could six years ago.

Hermione sank lower into the tub, and under the bubbles. She didn't want to learn that she couldn't play it again. Even though it would be a miracle if she could because of all the years she hadn't touched it.

'Its gonna be a long night again.' Hermione thought. She always wrote in her diary about anything that happened that day or what she felt about things. She wrote all of her deepest secrets in it and no one knew about it because she always disguised it as a dragon pendant that she wore on her neck everyday, everywhere.

She put her hand on her neck where the pendant was (was supposed to be).

"ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! WHERE IS MY PENDANT!!!!!!!" she stood up and started to panic. She drained the tub to look for it, but it wasn't there. Dressing quickly she looked around the whole bathroom, every crack and corner but it wasn't there.    

When did I have it last? She asked herself. 'The garden where I cried? But no one else was there…MALFOY!!!!!!"  

She took everything she had and stormed into the prefect common room. Malfoy was sitting there on the Slytherin couch.

"MALFOY, GIMME BACK MY DRAGON PENDANT!!!" by now Hermione was raging, her face was as red as a tomato and her eyes were starting to bulge out of her sockets.

"What pendant, mudblood?" Draco said without looking up from the book he was reading.

 "YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!!! YOU KNOW THAT I DROPPED MY PENDANT SOMEWHERE AND YOU PICKED IT UP!"

"What if I didn't," he was still reading.

"I KNOW YOU DID, AND YOU KNOW YOU DID TO" she shouted " NOW GIVE IT BACK TO ME OR ELSE…!" She reached for her wand but it wasn't there.

"Trying to hex me, Granger?" still reading his book, knowing that he'd piss her off sooner or later.

"Gimme that book!" at that she grabbed the book off him.

"Take the book Granger, I've finished with it. Oh, and since you live in the library, it wouldn't hurt if you returned it for me." Draco was sitting on the couch, staring at her straight in the eye, but in his eye was an evil twinkle that no one could miss.

Hermione looked away, she hated staring at people, why couldn't he just give me my pendant back? She couldn't live a minute knowing that it wasn't with her.

"Please give it back to me. Please." She was begging him coz it was all she could think of doing.

"The filthy Mudblood Granger is begging me, the great handsome Slytherin Prince to give her back something I don't have. But you know that I would, if I had your precious pendant." He drawled, and put his hand in his pocket and took out a silver pendant shaped in a dragon. "Oh, look at what I got here. " holding her pendant in front of Hermione, but too high for her to reach.

"Please give it back to me" she begged

He put it back in his pocket  "I'm thinking I should keep this since I found it. It wouldn't be yours, I mean Gryffindors aren't into evil ferocious looking Dragons, or are they?" he smirked, turned and walked through the wall into the Slytherin common room, leaving Hermione in a little heap on the ground crying.

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'I'm going to have a lot of fun with this pendant of hers, imagine all the things I could make her do.' An evil smile appeared on Draco's face.

'Keeping the Mudblood's pendant is not going to be a bad idea.' he thought

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'Why does he have to be the one that picks it up? Why not someone else? Now he won't even give it back to me. What am I going to do? I hope he doesn't find out how to open it.' Hermione was sitting on her bed, worrying the shit out of herself and she knew that Malfoy was not going to give it back to her easy. Why did Malfoy's have to be such pricks, always around when no one wants them to be…..?'

She was still having trouble falling asleep, all she could do was try not think of him. But his face kept popping up in her mind.

'No way was this asshole git going to read my deepest thoughts, no way is he going keep my pendant. And how dare he act like nothing happened. I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!' and with these thoughts she fell into a very needed sleep. Probably dreaming and dreading of the next day.

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*next chp,  Draco will force Hermione to do something but ends up in a fight, Dumbledore is called. And they are punished severely……………………………………….HOW??????? well of course involving them to together *^-^*

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