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Chapter 10: Polyjuice Identity

Emily ran out of Draco's room with tear filled eyes. Her vision was cloudy and she couldn't see clearly. The only other time she had felt so much pain was the night that her mother had died. The only thing Emily knew was that she needed to get away from Draco as soon as possible.

'How could I have been so naive?' she asked herself as she reached the portrait to the common room. However, she was not able to answer her own question as she quickly opened the portrait and ran out.

The next thing she knew, she was on the floor after crashing hard into someone.

"Emily?"

Emily looked up through her tears to see Hermione standing above her. "Hermione...I...I'm sorry."

Hermione helped Emily up to her feet. "What's the matter?" Hermione looked upon the tear streaked face of her friend. Something definitely wasn't right.

Emily could barely make out Hermione's face because of the tears clouding her vision. "Draco...he...he broke up with me..." her voice was so quiet and she said the words as if they were deadly to the one who spoke them. Emily choked on her tears before burying her face in her hands as if she were ashamed of what she had just said.

Hermione felt Emily's hurt for she could feel tears creeping up in her eyes. "Oh, Em..." Hermione said softly while giving her friend a hug. "I'm sorry..." she didn't really know what to say to her. Hermione didn't really agree with Emily's relationship with Draco but didn't think how Harry and Ron were handling it was the way to go about it. "Did you want to talk about it?" Hermione asked in a soft voice.

"Thanks, Hermione, but I think I just need some time alone right now." Emily's voice was still shaky but she managed a smile just the same. "I'll see you tomorrow, alright?"

Hermione nodded as she gave her friend a reassuring smile.

Emily turned to walk away but only got a few steps before she turned to speak to Hermione again. "Oh, and Hermione?"

Hermione turned towards the voice that was addressing her.

Emily hesitated for a moment before continuing on again. "Please...don't tell Harry or Ron about what happened tonight, okay? It's just...I..." but she wasn't able to spit out a reason. "It's just that I don't want them to know...okay?" She looked pleadingly at Hermione.

Hermione gave a small smile and nodded her head, "Okay. You have my word."

"Thanks," Emily let out a small sigh of relief before continuing down the corridor. She was still trying to wipe all the tears from her eyes.

Hermione watched as her friend continued down the corridor and out of sight. She had a mission tonight. She didn't know what had happened between Emily and Draco but she was going to find out. She had seen the way Draco looked at her and it just didn't make sense the way that he had broken it off with her out of nowhere.

Hermione marched through the porthole and up to Draco's room. She banged hard on the door.

Within a few seconds the door opened to reveal a depressed looking Malfoy.

As soon as Malfoy caught sight of Hermione, his eyes went cold as well as his voice when he spoke, "What the hell do you want Mudblood?"

Hermione pushed past him and walked right into his room before answering. She turned around to face him, "What happened tonight Malfoy?"

"What are you talking about?" he spat as he approached her menacingly.

"Don't give me that! You know damn well what I'm talking about! What happened between you and Emily?" She looked straight at him matching his cold stare.

"It's none of your damn business what went on tonight."

"I bumped into her when she was leaving Malfoy," Hermione was somewhat surprised to see the expression on Malfoy's face change. "She told me that you broke it off with her."

Malfoy's expression went from cold and menacing to completely blank.

"It looked as if her heart had been shattered! She loved you Malfoy! I don't get why you would do that to her if you cared about her!"

Malfoy's features softened a bit before his cold stare returned, "This is not your concern."

"Screw that Malfoy! She's my friend and therefore it is my concern! Don't think that I didn't see the way you looked at her. I know that you felt the same way about her as she did for you!"

Malfoy kept silent.

"Why? Why did you break it off?" Hermione was determined to get an answer. "Was it because she was the only girl who wouldn't sleep with you? Is that it?"

Malfoy sent her a look that could kill as he approached her, "Of course not! You have no right to assume anything! I want you out of here NOW!" He pointed towards the door.

Hermione gave him one more cold glare, "I don't know what she ever saw in you...but if you care about her even half as much as she does for you, then you'll talk to her."

"Out! NOW!" Malfoy's face was turning red from anger.

Hermione walked past him but before she was out the door, she shot back, "She deserves an explanation, Malfoy! Only a coward wouldn't give one!"

Malfoy followed her to path to the door and slammed it shut once she had walked out.

'She had no right to put her mudblood nose where it doesn't belong!' Draco thought to himself as he walked over to his desk and sat down.

He looked down at the letter that he had already started to Emily before Hermione had barged in. So far, it read:

Dearest Emily-

And that was it. He didn't know what words to put down next. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her. He wanted to explain that he had to end the relationship if she was to be safe from harm. But somehow, he just didn't think that it would be good enough. Yet, he knew that Hermione was right about one thing. Emily deserved an explanation.

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That night, Emily lay on her bed motionless just staring up at the canopy of her bed. She felt like she was in a zombie state. Her tears had passed and the tiredness had set in. But as of right now, she was completely deprived of feelings and felt like she would be better off if the world opened up and swallowed her whole.

Earlier that evening, when she had entered the crowded common room, she had sensed some eyes on her and when she looked, she noticed that Harry was among those looking. This had made her feel even more depressed because she knew that she couldn't face Harry right now. So, she had gone up to bed.

And that's where she was now. Man, was she ever tired. Her eyes felt like boulders and before long she had allowed sleep to overtake her body.

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It was very early in the morning that Pansy had awakened from her sleep and slipped out of the Slytherin common room. She had to get that final ingredient tonight.

She carefully made her way to the Gryffindor portrait hole and said a password that she had overheard Lavender say when she and Parvati had come back from after class earlier that day.

The fat lady was still half asleep when she allowed Pansy in, allowing for easy entrance.

She carefully and quietly made her way up to the seventh year girls room. She was planning this to be a quick trip in and out. She didn't want to be among the Gryffindors any longer than she possibly had to.

Finding the room, she opened the door slowly and made her way to Emily's bed.

Pansy looked upon the sleeping figure with a profound hate. Her eyes then came to rest on a hair brush that was lying on her bedside table and her eyes immediately lit up.

"Perfect!" she exclaimed to herself. Pansy then carefully removed some of the hair that was caught in the bristles and placed them into a small plastic bag that she carried.

But before she left, she looked at Emily once more and said in a soft whisper, "He's mine. He always has been, and always will be. He just doesn't realize how much he misses being with me. And thanks to Lucius, he will be mine again, and you will be completely out of the picture...." Pansy allowed herself a wide smile before retreating from the bedchambers.

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Emily woke up the next morning with a horrible headache. She thought that what had happened the night before had only been a dream. But once she saw that she was still dressed in what she had been wearing the night before, she knew the heart-wrenching truth.

Emily took a deep breath and pushed herself off the bed. She continued to be quiet because it was still fairly early and classes wouldn't be starting for another hour and a half. So, she decided to have a shower, get ready and then go down for breakfast.

When Emily had entered into the Great Hall, she saw that there were quite a few people in there already. She quickly glanced over at the Slytherin table but didn't see Draco sitting there. She was somewhat disappointed not to see his face. But then why should she care? He's the one who broke her heart! She lifted her chin a little higher and continued towards the Gryffindor table and sat down beside Hermione.

"How are you doing this morning?" asked Hermione quietly so that no one else could hear.

Emily avoided her eyes but gave a small shrug, "I'm okay." But the truth was that she wasn't. She wished that she knew why Draco had ended their relationship. Surely it wasn't because of another girl? But Emily wasn't certain. She hadn't been certain about a lot of things lately. Her life just seemed to be on some sort of downward spiral that she just couldn't pull out of. At least she had school work to keep her busy. But the only thing that she dreaded was having potions with Slytherins later that afternoon. She was still paired up with Draco and wasn't looking forward to facing him.

Emily had made it through the day better than she thought she would have. Potions wasn't even as bad as she thought because Draco hadn't shown up for class. She found that slightly odd because he never skipped his potions classes for any reason. She then decided that he hadn't been in class because of what had happened last night.

'Maybe he really does hate me?' she thought sadly to herself as she walked up from the dungeons with Hermione. Harry and Ron were quite a few feet in front of them still avoiding Emily. She still hadn't been able to tell them about her break up with Draco. She didn't know why. Was it her foolish pride? Or was it because she secretly wished that Draco would come back to her apologizing for being such a fool?

"So," Hermione broke through her thoughts. "Are you excited that Christmas is only a few weeks away?" She was desperately trying to make conversation.

Emily smiled and nodded.

"What are you doing for Christmas?" asked Hermione.

Emily shrugged, "I don't really know. I haven't talked to my dad in a while. In his last letter he said that he would be out of the country on business. So, I guess I'll probably be staying here."

Hermione nodded knowing that Sirius was still working on his relationship with Emily. But at the same time, she knew that he was still very busy trying to keep her safe.

"Are you going to go to the Yule Ball?" Emily asked with a quiet voice.

Hermione nodded, "Yes, Harry and I are going." She looked over at her friend, "Are you coming?"

Emily shrugged again.

"You should," Hermione gave a small smile. "You'd have fun."

But Emily showed uncertainty on her face.

"Don't worry, Em, everything will work out. You'll see." Hermione gave her arm a small squeeze and they continued on their way to the Gryffindor common room to put their books away before they went down for supper.

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Later that night, Pansy sat in the girls washroom that Moaning Myrtle occupied. She knew that she would be unbothered in there where she could finish brewing her potion in peace.

"Ah, there," Pansy quietly said to herself as the potion finally finished brewing. She poured some of the thick green liquid into a cup and looked down into it. She looked at it with disgust written all over her face while she added pieces of Emily's hair to it. "Gross...I can't believe Lucius actually expects me to drink it..." But then Pansy thought of being with Draco and she decided that it was worth it. She then proceeded to plug her nose with one hand and down the potion that was held with the other.

She nearly gagged as the potion went down her throat and she dropped her cup which spilled the remaining contents on the floor. She soon felt herself begin to change. Her skin began to crawl and she saw long blonde locks flowing down past her shoulders.

As soon as Pansy felt somewhat normal again, she stood up and looked at herself in one of the mirrors.

When she looked into the mirror she laughed with glee! "I did it! I'm her! The polyjuice potion worked!" She then continued to gaze into the mirror and fiddled with her new hair length before she let a smile creep onto her face and she began to laugh once more...

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Draco was in his room that night pacing back and forth. He held the completed letter that he wished to give to Emily in his hands and was reading it over.

Finally, deciding that it said what he wanted it to say, he put it back onto his desk and signed it. He thought about sending it to her by owl but then if he did that, he wasn't sure if it would get read or not. He had skipped all his classes today just so that he could find a way to write down his thoughts to her. And even though it ended up being quite a short letter, he had said all he could in writing and wished to say the rest in person. He then glanced over to the rose that he planned to give her if she did decide to come and visit him like the letter requested. He wanted so much to be with her...he didn't care what his father said. He would protect her and would die fighting for her if need be.

Just then, he had an idea. He would ask Hermione to deliver the letter to her. But would she? They had a mutual hate for each other and he wasn't sure if she would help him - even if it was in the best interest of one of her friends.

'Well,' he thought to himself, 'I guess there's only one way to find out.'

Draco walked himself out of his room and to Hermione's door that was across from his own. He knocked on the door and waited.

It only took a few seconds for her to open the door. And from what Draco could tell, she didn't look too happy to see him.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione asked with a scowl.

Draco had never had to ask for help before, and all of a sudden he didn't know if he knew how. He held out the letter towards Hermione. "I need you to give this to Emily."

Hermione's gaze didn't falter from his eyes and she didn't answer.

"Mudblo-" but then Draco remembered that he'd probably get what he wanted by showing her decency. "I mean, Granger. (A/N: that was all the decency he was willing to show towards her at the moment ^_^ This is Draco Malfoy after all!) "Please..."

Hermione saw Draco swallow hard and realized that it was hard for him to just to spit out the word 'please'. She finally shifted her gaze down towards the letter and took it from him. She saw Emily's name scribbled on it.

"I, uh," he faltered. "I need to make sure that she reads it. Can you get it to her for me and make sure that she does? It needs to be done tonight."

Hermione looked at him with a cold stare. "She won't be willing to forgive you that easy Malfoy. I can't guarantee that she'll read it."

"Fine then," Malfoy snatched it from her. "I'll just owl it then. I should of just done that in the first place."

"Wait a minute," Hermione stopped him. She knew how important this would be to Emily.

He turned back around.

"I'll do it, Malfoy." Hermione reached for the letter. "I was just leaving for Gryffindor tower anyways. I'll make sure she reads it."

Malfoy handed the letter back to her and gave her a small nod of thanks that turned out somewhat awkward.

Hermione watched as he went back into his room and closed the door. She then let a huge grin spread across her face as she shut her own door and started towards Gryffindor tower to give Emily her letter. She knew that Emily was still in love with him and she knew that this would make her happy again. She'd no longer be walking around like some lifeless zombie. Yes, this would definitely make her happy again.

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Emily, *ahem* Pansy, (well actually just in Emily's form), was walking towards the portrait hole for the head boy/girl common room. She had just turned a corner only to see Hermione straight ahead. She quickly ducked behind a stone statue and waited till she passed. "Where the hell is she off to in such a hurry?" Pansy thought to herself. But then she shrugged, "Oh well. Now I won't have to worry about running into the little mudblood when I go in to see my Drakie-pooh." Pansy sighed happily as she hurried quickly up to the portrait hole and said the password to get in and quickly made her way up to Draco's bedchambers.

She knocked on the door mentally reminding herself that she had to make sure that she acted like Emily as much as possible. 'Yes,' she thought with a smile. 'This plan will go over quite well.'

Just then the door opened and there stood a somewhat surprised Draco.

"Well, that was fast. I didn't think that you'd be here so soon..." he then looked down at the ground before continuing, "or if you'd be here at all."

Pansy became infatuated with him but forced herself to become Emily's character. "You mean, you didn't want me here?" Her voice was filled with such innocence that she could of fooled even Sirius into believing it was his own daughter.

Draco quickly looked up, "Oh, no, not at all." He swept her up in such a strong embrace and gently kissed her mouth.

Pansy looked up at him with love in her eyes and gently touched her fingers to her mouth. Never in all the times that she had been with him had he ever kissed her so gently. 'Well,' she thought, 'that will soon change.'

Draco took her by the hand and lead her inside his bedroom. He picked up the rose that was lying on his desk and got down on one knee. "Emily, I am so sorry. I have no excuse for what I said to you last night. It drove me mad to see you cry. Just know that I did what I did because I...I love you."

Pansy took the rose from him and he stood up and took her hands. The only thing she could do was look up into his eyes.

"I thought that you were in danger. I swear...the only way I thought that you would be safe was for us to be apart. But when you left here last night, I realized I was wrong-"

"I don't understand? I-" but Draco cut her off.

"No," he said, silencing her by putting his fingers to her lips. "Please let me finish. I love you, Em. I know I do because when you left...I felt empty. I have never felt that way before and I need you with me..." Draco paused as he took her face into his hands. "Please? Will you forgive me?"

Pansy was confused. Had they had a fight? What happened last night? 'Oh well,' she thought. 'This is all to my advantage.' She stood on tip toe and kissed him.

Her kiss somewhat surprised Draco. It felt rushed - it didn't feel quite right. But perhaps she was feeling the same way he was. He broke the kiss and looked down at her with a grin. "I take that as a yes?"

Pansy smiled up at him and whispered. "I need you..." and she kissed the side of his neck before looking back up at him through Emily's blue eyes. "I want you, Draco...tonight." She went up to kiss him again.

Draco wasn't sure if he had heard right and he gently pushed her away. "What did you say?" He looked into her eyes for the honest truth.

"I want to make love to you..." Pansy looked up into his grey eyes.

"But-"

"Listen...I lost you once...I'm not going to lose you again...I love you..." Pansy had forgotten that she was Emily for a moment and began thinking like herself again.

She kissed Draco again and this time he didn't push her back.

"Are you sure?" he was mere inches away from her mouth. He had always wanted this but respected Emily too much to go against her wishes of wanting to wait.

"I've never been more sure in my entire life..."

Hearing that answer, Draco picked her up and placed her gently on the bed. He then lowered the lighting in his room before returning to who he thought was the love of his life.

A/N: What did you guys think of that chapter? I'm sorry if it was too long! I really didn't intend it to be that long. I'm not sure if I was as happy about that chapter as I was with the last one. But I hope that I didn't disappoint any of you who were waiting - (ie: SnapeJuice! ^_^) But anyways, let me know what you think! Hopefully I'll be able to update again tomorrow, okay? Toodles!