Chapter 5 : Secrets

"Attention! Attention! I believe that my prefects would like to make an announcement!" Dumbledores voice boomed throughout the Great Hall. All four prefects stood up at the same time.

"I know that a lot of you like to 'party' on New Years Eve. So, what do you say to a Sing Off/New Years Party at the Three Broomsticks?" Hermione asked with a huge grin on her face. All of the students were whispering … then they began applauding and whooping.

"Now … the bad news … 4TH years and up may only go … we are truly sorry … but in place of that, you will be having you're very own mini-ball!" Draco added with a smile.

The 3RD years and below groaned when they heard they couldn't go to the Sing-Off, but they all began smiling and cheering when they heard of their own ball.

"Ductum." Hannah whispered and the papers went flying out towards all of the students 4TH year and up.

"So it's like karaoke?" One of the muggle-borns asked.

"Yes, sort of. It's karaoke, but it has some competition. The best singer gets a prize, we do not know what this is, but you will compete for the prize!" Terry answered.

"Any more questions?" Draco asked looking around the huge room. No one raised their hands or spoke up, an obvious no.

"Very well, if you think of any questions, please contact one of the prefects!" Hermione reminded cheerfully.

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"Mione, I have to talk to you." Ron came up to Hermione in the corridor and told her. "Astronomy Tower, 8 'o' clock." Ron whispered in her ear then turned and scurried away.

Brilliant! He knows about my thing with Draco. Wait, what thing? There is no thing! But you want there to be! Shut up!

8 'o' clock came much too soon for Hermione, as she made her way to the Astronomy Tower.

Oh Gods! What am I ever going to do? I mean, it's quite obvious he knows, but he'll kill me! I mean, what do I honestly do?

Hermione reached the door to the Astronomy Tower and went in. She found Ron sitting on the windowsill, looking up at the Waning Gibbous moon. He was oblivious that she was even there.

*Ahem* Hermione gave a fake cough and his head immediately snapped over to see who had made the small cough. His face fell when he saw her. He got up slowly and walked over to her. He had a look of sympathy on his face, but before he or she could say a thing, he smacked her. Hermione clutched her hand to her red face and looked back at her supposed best friend.

I guess he doesn't like me anymore

"What the bloody hell was that?!" Hermione screamed with rage, as tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't care that her 'boyfriend' had hit her, she cared that her 'best friend' had hit her.

"What's this moaning out Draco Malfoy's name while you're kissing me?" Ron screamed at her aggravated. Hermione's lip trembled. So he had caught her slip.

"Ron, if that's what this is about, I can explain …" Hermione began, pulling her hand away from her face and looking into Ron's blue eyes.

"Oh really? Can you? I'd love to hear about your little rendezvous with the enemy, but I'm afraid I may throw up. We wouldn't want to ruin you're pretty outfit would we?" He spat at her. Hermione winced at his words.

"Ron, you're being a prat about -" Hermione was cut off by Ron's hand against her left cheek.

"Don't ever call me a prat you Mud blood." He smirked at her. She couldn't see his face all too well in the light, but she knew what he was doing.

"What are you going to do, make me eat slugs like you did Draco? Oh, that's right, you did that to yourself! Tell me, what's it like -" Hermione snapped bravely. He had a look of rage on his face.

He smacked her again, then again, before shoving her across the room. He walked over to her, and just as he was reaching his leg back to kick her, a voice broke out from the darkness.

"You touch her one more time, and you won't live to tell the tale of your pathetic, miserable life!" Draco's voice rang out clearly.

"Draco …" Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, but trembled at what could happen.

"Oh that's right, The Night in Shining Armor comes to save the day again." Ron retorted.

"Sorry Weasley, but as a prefect, I have to take 35 points from Gryffindor for hurting someone, 10 points for it being a fellow Gryffindor, and 15 points from the mudblood for being out after hours!" Draco snapped. Hermione gasped at the one word that had come out of his mouth. Ron looked outraged and was too busy cursing under his breath to notice his victim had escaped.

Did he just call me what I think he just called me? No, he couldn't have. Did he just take points away from me? Who am I kidding? He's the same old, cold, heartless person I knew he was on the first day at Hogwarts! Forget him, if he's not worthy of me, I'm not worthy of him!

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Hermione ran to her room and slammed the door shut. She couldn't believe what Draco had said. She thought she saw something good in him, well she thought wrong. She knew what he had said, but for some reason, still felt something for him. She rummaged through her things and found her CD's and CD player, which she had put a spell on so they would work here in Hogwarts.

Hermione slipped the headphones on over her ears and began singing to the song.

(Well he looks at me with those Inoccent eyes,
And says it looks like we're wearing some kind of diguise,
Because your hair sticks up and your shoes are untied,
And I hope you got that shirt at half price,
And every word I say falls flat on the floor,
I try to tell a joke but he's heard it before,
And I don't think I can take it no more,
Cause he's driving me right out of my front door,

Why do you do what you do to me baby,
You're shaking my confidence you're driving me crazy,
You know if I could I'd do anything for you,
Please don't ignore me cause you know I adore you,

Draco sat listening to her sing. She did have a good voice, and as he listened to the lyrics, he realized exactly how she must have felt.

Can't you just pretend to be nice,
Can you at least pretend to be nice,
If you could just pretend to be nice,
Everything in my life would be alright,

Oooh wee....
Oooh wee....

And I try so hard just to figure him out,
But he won't tell me what he's thinking about,
And then he falls asleep on the living room couch,
With his sunglesses on and his tongue hanging out,
And then he disapperas for a week at a time,
And then he just shows up just like everything's fine,
And I don't get what goes on in his mind,
But I'm tired of hearing the same stupid line,

Draco sat listening to Hermione's melodic voice. He smiled at how well she sang, but his face fell when he realized that she was singing how she felt … about him.

Why do you do what you do to me baby,
You're shaking my confidence making me crazy,
You know if I could I'd do anything for you,
I don't mean to bore you cause you know I adore you,

But can't you just pretend to be nice,
Can you at least pretend to be nice,
If you could just pretend to be nice,
Everything in my life would be alright,

Oooh wee....
Oooh wee....)

Draco stood silently and walked out of the prefects room to try and decide what to do about Hermione. He had to do something, he just didn't know what.

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Hermione,

Meet me in the library tonight at 12 'o' clock. Please.

Hermione read the note she had found under her door. She looked all over for a name but there was none. Whatever, couldn't be that bad, so she decided to go.

Hermione walked hurriedly towards the library. She couldn't figure out who would want to meet her at the library at this hour!

As she carefully pulled open the doors to the library, she gasped at who was there. It was Draco.

"Oh, it's you." Hermione spat, turning around to head out of the library, but she stopped when she heard Draco's pleading voice.

"Wait, Hermione …" He began, his voice faltering. Hermione stopped then slowly turned to see his mournful face, looking at her with hopeful eyes.

"What do you want? Did you want to hurt me more? Did you want me to feel worse? Did you want to screw my life up more than it already is?" Hermione snapped venomously.

"Look Mione," He began but she cut him off.

"Don't call me that. Don't say my name. Don't talk to me. Just leave me alone. Just stay out of my life. I can't believe I thought I loved you!" Hermione roared then rushed out of the library. There, she had admitted it not only to him, but to herself. She had loved him, but maybe she still did.

"She loves me. No, she love-D me. I screwed this whole thing up!" Draco smacked himself on the forehead and moaned in agony. He had really messed up.

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Hermione walked through the halls, back to her room, tears streaming down her red face. Yes, her face was red, that's how mad she was. But was she mad or sad? She took a small detour and decided to pay Moaning Myrtle a little visit.

She threw the door open, only to hear Myrtle doing, surprise surprise, moaning as usual.

"Did you know Lucius Malfoy?" Hermione asked straightforwardly.

"Why would you care?" Myrtle asked rudely, turning her nose up, thinking she was better than everyone else.

Stupid ghost!

"Because I do you stupid ghost! Now tell me!" Hermione screamed outraged.

"Feisty. Yes, I knew Lucius. He was rude, arrogant, and very egotistical, much like that little son of his." Myrtle sighed.

"Did Lucius have a … a softer side to him?" Hermione asked suddenly scared of what Myrtles answer would be.

"Actually, now that you mention it, he did, he could be a good guy when he wanted to be, but for the most part was just a stupid Slytherin git." Myrtle cried. She looked at Hermione, seemingly annoyed that she had interrupted her crying session.

"Sorry, didn't mean to ruin your little party with the toilets." Hermione ran out of the bathroom, closing the door just before a ton of water flew against the door. Hermione smirked to herself. She never did like Myrtle.

Hermione took Myrtles words to heart though. So, Draco's father did have a heart, but hid it carefully, much like Draco. Draco showed his heart more though … at least around her he did.

~

"Hey Ginny." Harry nodded at Ginny Weasley, who had a huge crush on him.

Oo, time to use my little 'gift' to check out what Harry's thinking … Ginny smiled to herself.

"Hullo Harry. What's up?" Ginny grinned at Harry who blushed in turn.

"Um, nothing really." Harry answered shyly.

(How do I tell her? I mean, she's so pretty, but she's Ron's little sister! Well, screw Ron! I like Ginny … now how do I tell her?)

Ohmigosh! He likes me! No way! THE Harry Potter likes me, Virginia Weasley, Ronald Weasleys kid sister! I'm on cloud 9! Well, I'll make the first move, since obviously, he'll agree.

"Hey Harry, what do you say to ditching our plans for today and go to Hogsmeade?" Ginny asked casually.

"Really? You want to go with me?" Harry asked sounding shocked. Ginny decided to play the flirt. She swatted him playfully on the arm and grinned.

"Of course silly." She grabbed his hand and led him outside of Hogwarts.

(I can't believe she asked me to go *out* with her! I think I'm in love!)

I think I am too.

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I know it's not an all too great chapter and the stuff about Lucius wasn't NECESSARY but it just kind of showed how Draco and his dad were so much different, but so much alike.

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