A/N: Oh my gosh! I can't believe I reached over 200 reviews! Thank you thank you thank you to every single reviewer! I'm very grateful!

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Now, some reviewers were asking why Hermione didn't want Draco to know that it was she. Here's the answer (I think): It'll put their friendship on the line (I think) and besides, it makes the story (in my opinion) nicer and longer. He he… sorry I can't give you a logical and sensible reason!

Anyway, here's chapter fifteen! Hope you enjoy it!

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MY GUARDIAN ANGEL

By Rage

CHAPTER FIFTEEN: FORGET EVERYTHING

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For crying out loud... He's here! Hermione quickly hid behind her two taller friends and crouched down. Please don't let him see me! Please oh please! She prayed, closing her eyes and looking hopeful and desperate.

"Hermione, what in Merlin's beard are you doing?"

Hermione looked up and saw Ron and Harry looking down at her in a weird way. She laughed nervously and stayed put. "What—oh, I was just tying my shoelace," she replied, giving them a grin.

The two glanced at each other. "But Hermione," Ron started, "You don't have any shoelace."

Hermione mentally kicked herself. "Oh—yeah. I forgot." She stood up carefully and brushed the dust off her robes. She turned the other way and bent down.

"Are you… hiding from someone?" Harry asked.

Hermione shook her head rapidly and laughed. "What ever gave you that idea?" she stammered, covering the left side of her face.

"Er… never mind." The two shrugged and kept their distance away from her. Hermione gulped and ran off to the corner of the greenhouse, away from the crowd. She didn't want to be seen by Draco; she had avoided him ever since he found out.

Hermione hid behind big potted plants and settled there while the class waited for Professor Sprout. She peered through the leaves and watched Draco. He was looking around the crowd…specifically at the Gryffindors. Her guess was right. He was searching for her.

Hermione sighed in relief and relaxed. She watched him as he failed to find her and she giggled. "Scares me to death, but very sweet…" she muttered, reddening.

At that moment, Professor Sprout came in. "Good morning, everyone!"

The class greeted her back and they quieted down. "Today we will be repotting Mediplants into much bigger pots." She said, taking a small pot. "Now, I trust that you know what Mediplants, correct?"

A few nodded in reply and she continued. "Now, Mediplants need to be put in pots where there is a more nutritious, healthier fertilizer since they need good health. Why is that? Miss Granger."

Hermione smiled and replied, "Their primary purpose is to heal."

Professor Sprout clapped. "Good! Four points to Gryffindor! Now, please pick your own partners and help each other repot five pots! Now, go!"

Everyone started moving; Slytherins picked Slytherins, Gryffindors picked Gryffindors. Hermione looked around and saw Ron and Harry together. The rest of the Gryffindors already had partners. Where's Neville? Maybe he'd want to be partners with me—

Her thoughts were interrupted when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around. "Sorry but I'm busy trying to…" she stopped, realizing who it was. "Malfoy."

"What happened to 'Draco'?" he smirked.

Hermione groaned silently, and bit her lip. "Sorry but I'm… already partners with Neville," she told him stiffly, taking a step back.

Draco raised his eyebrow and looked over her shoulder. "Seems to me like Longbottom's already with Brown," he said smugly, crossing his arms.

"What—" Then Hermione clapped her hand on her forehead. She had forgotten that Parvati was out sick today. "Oh, for Merlin's sake…"

"Come on then. Or we'll be the last to finish." Draco took her hand and pulled her to a spare tray.

Hermione blushed, feeling surges of electricity run through her veins. Why did he have to know??

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"Why are you avoiding me?" Draco asked quietly, turning to face Hermione.

Hermione gulped and glanced at him. "I'm not in the mood to talk right now," she snapped. "Besides, we've got to finish this activity."

"Touchy, aren't we?" he joked, grabbing another pot.

Hermione grunted in reply and continued with the repotting. Draco blinked.

"Why are you avoiding me?" he asked, now in a more serious tone. He grabbed her shoulders and turned her to him. "Just answer my question, Hermione."

Hermione gasped, startled. What does he want to know? She thought, staring into his gray eyes. There was absolutely no way to escape his question now. All she could do was answer truthfully. "I—"

At that moment, the bell had rung, signaling the end of Herbology. "Alright now, class!" Professor Sprout clapped her hands. "Leave what you have done and prepare for your next class!"

Hermione heaved a sigh of relief and quickly grabbed her bag. Draco looked at her. "Goodbye, Mal—Draco." She gave him a small grin and ran off to Ron and Harry.

"I'll talk to you next time," he called to her. Hermione ignored him and reached her two best friends.

"What does that ferret want to talk about with you, Hermione?" Ron asked, staring at Draco's retreating figure. Harry nodded along and Hermione gaped at them, her mouth hanging open.

"Er—what, oh. He-he wanted to talk about…" Hermione thought quickly. "uh—a—arithmancy! Yes, arithmancy."

The two stared at her. "Arithmancy?" Harry repeated with a tone of disbelief.

Hermione nodded. "Yes—about our… previous lesson!"

The two stared at her for a while, before finally taking everything she had said in. The two shrugged and began walking to the castle. Hermione sighed in relief, and followed them back.

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Draco watched Hermione as he ate his dinner. She was talking to her two best friends in the Gryffindor Table, and they all looked quite cheerful. Draco sighed sadly and took a sip from his goblet.

He watched as Hermione ruffled Harry's hair, laughing as she did so. They looked all so happy… Draco felt a surge of jealousy.

"Are you going to eat your cake?" Goyle suddenly asked. Draco's thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and he glared at him.

"What?"

"Are you going to finish your slice of cake?" the big Slytherin repeated, pointing at Draco's dessert.

Draco rolled his eyes and pushed his plate towards Goyle. Stupid git, he thought angrily, gazing back at the Gryffindor table. Can't he see that I'm busy—

He stopped. Hermione was missing. Ron and Harry were still there, but she wasn't anymore. Where'd she go? He looked at his watch and had realized that it was already eight o'clock. Damn. I forgot! It was time for Hermione's nightly prefect patrol and he had missed her exiting the Great Hall.

So, Draco stood up and left the Hall immediately. He headed for the fifth corridor, knowing that it was Hermione's first stop. And sure enough, she was there, checking and rechecking all the rooms.

Draco, thinking of himself as fortunate, made his way to her and called her name. "Hermione."

Obviously startled, Hermione quickly spun around and came face to face with him quite angrily. "What in the world are you doing here?" she snapped. "Are you… stalking me or something?"

Draco chuckled and shook his head. "No," he replied, "why in the world would you think that?"

"Because that's what it seems like!" she said, waving her hands in the air. "Everywhere I go, you always end up being there too! You want me to be your partner in every activity, and you keep staring at me during mealtimes!"

"I don't stare at you!"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right." She crossed her arms. "Just a while ago during dinner, I saw you drinking from your goblet while you kept your eyes glued on me!"

Draco just gaped at her. "Look—"

"You know what, just leave me alone." Hermione looked at him seriously. "This is all just a joke, all of this. Our friendship… everything. I want my old life back. I want you as nothing but an annoying Slytherin, okay? I want you… out of my personal life. Permanently."

Draco blinked in disbelief.

"Goodbye, Malfoy." Hermione started walking away, but Draco had stopped her. He grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around violently.

"You knew… didn't you?" he half-whispered, looking deep into her brown eyes.

Hermione gasped and stared back at him. "Let me go," she said quietly, giving him an indignant look.

Draco tightened his hold on her. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Hermione didn't give him an answer. She only struggled to get his hands off her. "Let me go, Draco!"

He didn't obey her. "Answer my question, Hermione." He demanded. His eyes were flashing dangerously, but Hermione didn't flinch.

"I said, Let. Go."

Draco didn't know what had happened the next few seconds. Hermione had taken her wand out and raised it. "Reducto!"

Instantly, Draco was pushed backwards rather hardly and he hit the ground in no time. Hermione breathed heavily and lowered her wand. "I'm so sorry…" she said hoarsely. Draco raised his head and saw tears brimming in her eyes. She gave him an apologetic look and before Draco could call her, she ran off, without looking back.

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A/N: I think that this chapter is well done… I dunno. Do you think it is?

Anyway, Hermione's acting like this because, I dunno, she's denying her feelings. She thinks that if they get together, terrible things may happen… yeah… something like that. I know it sounds confusing, but I'm really not a good explainer. Trust me. This happens in school.

Anyway, I hope you all liked this chapter. By the way, this isn't the last one. I promise.

So, goal: 225-230 or more, okay! Thanks! I will really appreciate it!!!