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Discoveries-13-I Care About You!

The next day, Hermione had reached a small village, and was just walking down the road, when she saw a blonde head come out of a barbershop. She held her breath, waiting for him to turn around and see whether or not it really was him or not-

It wasn't. It was a female with hair almost exactly like his. For a moment there, she had been worried. She didn't need a murderer after her. She certainly didn't want to share a common room with him this year, being head girl and all. She'd have to talk to Professor Dumbledore about that. That is... if she ever got back.

She was lost, dirty, and without a wand. Would she ever get back home? Her only chance was Malfoy, since he had his wand. But she couldn't trust him, so it didn't matter.

"Hermione."

"No! Stay away from me!" she screamed, turning around to face Malfoy, and backing up quickly.

"Listen. You have to listen to me! It's not what you think."

"Oh, really? What is it then? How can it not be what I think, when you KILLED someone?!"

"It wasn't my fault, I-"

"Of course it was your fault! Nobody could've made you do it!" Hermione said. (TFG: Kinda like when they needed a fire, but she said "But there's no wood!")

"Haven't you ever heard of magic?" he asked.

Then she blushed, realizing how obvious it was. "Then explain it to me," she whispered.

"Can we go somewhere private?" Malfoy requested.

"No, we cannot! We're staying right here!"

"Okay, well, it all started when my dad brought me to You-Know-Who. I wasn't a deatheater yet, but I had to do a task before becoming one. I had to kill someone. So, naturally, I went along with it. My father wanted me to be just like him, and I thought I did, too. Until it was too late. Until I had already killed her. And, as you know, nobody ever found any clues to how it happened, so it was said to be an accident."

Hermione believed him, until she found one little problem. "Then how come the newspaper was yellowed? And how old were you when you did this?"

"Fifteen," he answered. "The reason the paper was yellowed and old was because it didn't happen two years ago. It happened eighty years ago. The reason I had to go back in time, was because there were no such thing as deatheaters then, and there are now. So then even wizards wouldn't be able to find out anything about it, and wouldn't have any way of tracking me down. Hermione, please believe me. I'm really sorry I did that, but I've changed. I hated to do that, and I realized it only too late. I'd do anything to take it back, but I can't. (TFG: Remember, you can't be seen when using a time-turner, so he couldn't have stopped himself... it would've been a mess). I really care about you, Hermione!"

Hermione was crying by now. Now she truely believed him. She could tell he was telling her the truth.

She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, to tell him how she felt, because there were no words to describe her feelings. When they broke apart, she whispered, "I do, too!"

(TFG: Mushy ending to a chapter, I know! Sorry to those of you who don't like really mushy stuff! 'Cause I know sometimes I like romance, but not THAT mushy... just depends. REVIEW, please!)