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A/n thank you for reviewing! Yeah, I like this one more than the other. Don't worry though; I'm still going to update the other story. Back to the story!

To Love Someone You Hate- One of the best stories I have read. So sad… but so sweet *sob*.

Their Room- on of the most romantic stories; it's very cute!

Terror in the Family Comfort in His Love- a very addictive story but I'm going to kill the author if they do not update sooner… (Just kidding! Don't get mad!!)

To Love or Not to Love- my other story, and it's not as good as this one.

A Dream of Reality & the sequel- the BEST fic that I have ever read! I love this story so you had better read it!

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Her heart beat quickly, and cold sweat drenched her face. "It's only a dream. Forget it. It's only a dream…" The dream Hermione was trying to comfort herself as she ran through the damp halls in the slytherin's dungeon. "Wait my dear! Didn't you forget your knife? I thought that you threw it into a tree! Waiittttt! Hermioneeee!" Hermione was cornered. He raised the knife. Harry and Draco stepped out of the shadows and in front of Hermione. Her father didn't stop. He crashed the blade into their heads. They were gone. In a puff of blood red smoke, they vanished, but were clearly dead. "Now for you young lady…" The blade coming at her face. It was getting closer. A foot, an inch, a millimeter…

 Hermione screamed and sat up. She felt like she had just jumped into the lake in November. Shivering, she stood up, but she burst into tears. She had no comfort in the knife, and it wasn't there anyways. She sat next to the window and stared out at the stars. "Why me. Why can't I have a normal life??" She sighed and brought her head to her hands. "You can't because your parents are sick and you don't try to live up to it." Her head snapped up and she fell off of the seat by the window, landing with a big thump on the floor. "D… d… Draco?? But… I didn't see you come in!" He smiled and walked over to help her get back up. "I came in when you screamed. You didn't see me though. I'm there though, I always am to help my friends." Hermione smiled. "Wow. Thanks Draco." He shrugged and sat on the couch. "Why." Hermione looked uneasily around and sat on the opposite side of the couch. "Dream." He nodded. "And what else happened in this dream?" Hermione took a deep breath and told him all about the dream and how it seemed like reality. "That's why dreams suck, Hermione. They always seem real. I always take a dreamless sleep pill before sleeping. So that I don't have nightmares about my parents. My father beats on both my mother and me. We can't talk to him because he will use Crucico on us. It happened to me before, and let me tell you that it is not easily forgotten." His voice shook a little as he told her this. It was as though he had never told anyone before. "You never told anyone, did you Draco." He looked back up at her from his knees. "Never. You are the first to hear. He tries it every summer, but somehow I end up getting away. Last year I flew away on my broom. I can't even remember what I do to stay away!" Hermione let a few tears flow down her face. She felt so bad for him. She pulled him into a small hug. "Thanks for telling me. It's good to know that I'm not alone." Draco smiled from across the couch again. "Anytime, Hermione. Anytime." And he was gone. Out of the room. "6:00. I'll just be up now."

Making her way to breakfast that morning, Hermione and Draco were deep in a whispering conversation about how much they wanted to kill their fathers. They sat in the great hall during the meal and made another, more civil, conversation. "This year slytherins and the Griffindors have every class together! Oh, Harry and Ron are going to be mad… did you get your schedule, Draco?" she pointed to the stack and he nodded, showing her the paper.

Harry and Ron glared at Hermione from their table. "How could she? She is TALKING to MALFOY! Harry, we have to do something about her! We HAVE to!" Harry just glared. He said nothing as he watched her talking and smiling. She even laughed a few times. Why couldn't they make her do it when they saw her and talked to her the first five minutes that they saw her last week? One by one, sometimes two and two, everyone started leaving the table. Hermione's head turned to Harry, and she smiled and gave him a small wave. He noticed that she was not wearing any black makeup anymore, but still gave her a glare. She had a confused expression on as she left the table and walked through the halls. Harry rolled his eyes and stood to leave. "Long day ahead full of slytherins today Ron…" Ron groaned and they left the hall.

Her day continued on with losing five points in potions for dropping her book, and slept through most of history of magic. At dinner a letter landed on Hermione's plate. Her fork landed with a loud Clank.

Hermione-

We just wanted to wish you a happy year by sending you this letter and letting you know that if you ever come near us again. Your father and I are planning on having a child. Having a witch in the house is too much of a disgrace. Your father said to tell you that the only reason that you are still alive is because your mother loved you. He says that he never loved you. We have enclosed a knife in case you wanted to kill yourself.

Happy year, bitch.

Your father and your stepmother.

She felt the tears well up, but she fought them. She forced them back down, and took the letter with a trembling hand. After skimming it, she grabbed her bag and ran to her room. She sat in the corner of the room, and watched to grow dark. Tears
 stained her cheeks as they dropped one by one to the floor. The sky changed colors slowly, settling on a deep shade of blue. She looked at the knife on the floor. She let it hang in her fingers. She brought the blade to her arm and lightly ran it down. A tingling pain swept over her arm. A few drops of blood fell to the floor, but she didn't feel fulfilled. She brought the blade to her shoulder to cut a deep cut, but the blade was gone.
I'll always remember
It was late afternoon
It lasted forever
And ended too soon
You were all by yourself
Staring up at a dark gray sky
I was changed

Draco watched her leave the hall in a hurry. He saw two diamond like tears slither to the floor as she ran down the hall. As she turned down the hall, she shot him one last look.

In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry

Draco couldn't take it anymore. He got up to run after her.

The moment that I saw you cry

He saw her crawling in through the door, and he could hear her slam her door closed. Draco had to keep her from hurting herself with that knife. That knife. Knife. He shuddered remembering every time that he saw her with the knife. He saw her salty tears as he thought about the blood. He wouldn't let her hurt herself. Not today. He quickly yelled the password and jumped through the door. Down the hall… door on the left… it was shut. He took the handle in his hand and hesitated. "What if she is dead?" he thought silently. He shuddered again and pulled the door open. She was sitting there, looking at the blade.

It was late in September
And I've seen you before 
You were always the cold one
But I was never that sure
You were all by yourself
Staring at a dark gray sky
I was changed

He watched in horror as she grabbed it and let herself bleed. He saw that she was ready to practically cut her arm off. "Expelliarmus!" he muttered, clutching his wand. The knife flew back and into his hand. Muttering another spell and letting it go in blood red steam, he sunk to his knees next to Hermione. She turned to him, and let him see the tears come down once more. 

In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry

He felt his own tears brush down his face, as she crawled into his lap. She clutched his robes and cried. 

I wanted to hold you
I wanted to make it go away
I wanted to know you
I wanted to make your everything, all right...
.

He hugged her back, wiping her tears away with his fingers. He tilted her head up and gave her a sweet kiss, trying to make her tears go away. She wouldn't fight him, though. She didn't want to. He looked at her face again. It was full of pain, but he could see a little bit of love through her sad eyes. "They disowned me." She said quietly, letting more tears fall. He stared at her. The girl was so full of pain right now. He wanted to see her happy once more. To see her smile. She looked at him again. In his eyes he held pain too, but this pain was for her. Pain, sorrow, and love. 

In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry

"I'm there if you need to talk, Hermione." Hermione hugged him. "Thank you, Draco." They drifted off into an uneasy sleep on the floor together.

A/n No. Not the end. Don't worry about it. I'll get more up, but I just had to put an emotional part in. There is more! By the way, the song that I used it Mandy Moore's Cry. Cool song, really. Please review!