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A/N: You can get away with murder, but you can't tell the whole town and expect to get away with cheating on someone. Anyways, I have also posted this story on TomFelton.com's message boards. I am glad people there like it too. This time I am not saying a word about what is going on in the is chapter. Maybe it's because partly I am not quite sure myself and I want it to be a suprise. READ!

Chapter 15

Living A Lie

"One Boy, One Girl, Two Hearts, Their World, Time Goes By, Secrets Rise, One More Sad Song, Tears Shed, She's Gone, She'd Take It Back, If She Only Could, And All The Perfect Words, They Seem So Wrong, She's Gone, You Wish That, You Could Learn To See, The Door Is Closed, And You Wish You Could Be, Alone With You, Alone With Me, What Can I Do, I Cannot Breath, My Heart Is Torn, For All To See, Alone With You, Alone With Me, Best Friend, Worst Thing, She's Been Cheating, Friend Decieves, She Leaves, Last Day, She Cries, Whisperes Goodbye, She Walks Once More, Out That Door, And All The Perfect Word's, They Seem So Wrong, She's Gone, You Wish That, You Could Learn To See, The Door Is Closed, And You Wish You Could Be, Alone With You, Alone With Me, What Can I Do, I Cannot Breathe, My Heart Torn, For All To See, Alone With You, Alone With Me, Please, Please, Please, Please Stay, Don't Go Away, The Hardest Thing, Is Letting Go Of You, Stay, Don't Go Away, The Hardest Thing, Is Letting Go Of You, What Can I Do, Alone With You, Alone With Me, What Can I Do, I Cannot Breath, Alone With, Alone With, Alone With You, Alone With Me, What Can I Do, I Cannot Breathe, My Heart Is Torn, For All To See, Alone With You, Alone With. "

The All-American Rejects - "One More Sad Song"

Hermione was in seventh heaven for the rest of the week. Needless to say, she and Draco would lay cuddled up in front of the fire in their common room for hours, talking about anything at all.

It was Monday and Hermione had Potions. It made it really easy to talk with Draco, as he was her Potions partner. She had told Harry about what was going on and he didn't mind.

She had also told Ginny and Amanda, who both said that they were wondering when Draco and Hermione would get together. Hermione was walking alone down towards the dungeons when she bumped into someone.

"Watch it," drawled a familiar voice and Hermione looked up from what she had been doing.

Draco was walking along beside her, a mischievious grin plastered to his handsome features. She playfuly pushed him into the closest wall and kept on walking.

When she got to the Potions door, Draco, who was trying hard to keep a glare on his face, walked up behind her and picked her up. She was squealing and laughing and Draco was smiling brightly. He walked into the empty Potions room and dropped her on her chair, at their desk.

"That will teach you to push me into walls," Draco said rather stupidly.

Hermione looked up at him, one eyebrow cocked and a Your-Being-Stupid look on her face. Draco laughed and sat down next to her.

Hermione stopped looking at him and brought out her Potions book. No one besides her friends knew about her and Draco and that was the way it had to stay.

Draco brought out his own book and began writing something on his parchment. The door burst open and the whole room errupted in boys and girls talking loudly.

Everyone filed in, not even really noticing that Draco and Hermione had been sitting there all alone. Hermione glanced up for a second and catching Harry's eye, waved.

Noticing Pansy glaring at her, she pointed to Draco and making a nasty face and rolling her eyes, went back to her writing. Pansy, seeming satisfied sat down at a desk a few seats away with Neville.

Draco suddenly turned to her and his usual smirk in place, poked Hermione with his quill.

"Can I see your notes," he said briskly, waving his quill over all the paper she had spread out.

"No, I'm not helping you get a good grade, Malfoy," Hermione said coldly.

"Aren't we snappy this morning. Potter, finally tell you he can't stand you," Draco drawled making sure to put on a good how for his fellow Slytherins.

"No actaully, it's you nobody can stand. Ever wonder why you have no friends," Hermione snapped back.

"Shut up, Granger," Draco said icily and turned back to the Potions ingredients that he had been pulling out of his bag.

"Why should I, Malfoy," Hermione said putting a vial of newt eyes down rather hard on the desk.

"Because your muggle-born," Draco said simply. He had stopped using the word Mudblood altogether and was trying not to resort to it.

"Oh so being a pureblood male asshole is so much better," Hermione inquired.

"Yes," Draco said smirking at her and putting the last of his Potions supplies, a small tube of dragon blood, onto the desk.

Hermione said nothing as Snape whipped into the class room, looking evilly smug about something.

"Class; we will be making a rare and deadly posion today and I advise all of you to use the utmost caution while making this potion. We will be making Rezoara. As some of you will know, this is a posion to kill the drinker slowly and leave not a trace of itself," Snape said almost gleefully.

"Wonder who he'd posion," Draco said sarcastically to Hermione.

She glanced at Harry who wasn't looking to hot. He was pale and a sweat had broken out on his paisley brow.

"What I would like to know is who would you posion," Hermione said very quietly so no one could hear her.

"Voldemort," Draco said simply and stared at her for a long moment.

"The ingreedients you will need are already written on the board in front of you. Please be careful."

"Longbottom you will not be making this potion as you are incompitent. You will instead make a simple truth serum here are the ingreedients, don't mess up this time Longbottom," Snape said nastily.

Hermione raised her hand, but Snape, who loved ignoring her flopping hand, went about leering over all the rest of the students.

"Sir, why are we making something so dangerous, no one who knows how to make this potion has good intentions," Hermione ventured as Snape came close to their table.

"Mis Granger, when will it ever uccur to you that no one cares what your loud mouth has to say," Snape snapped and turning his back to her, walked away.

All the Gryffindores were hissing, and the Slytherins were laughing out loud. Hermione looked madder than anyone had ever seen her.

She whipped out her wand and would have probably cursed Snape if Draco hadn't grabbed her wand hand and with a lot of force, brought to rest by her side again.

"Think about it Granger," Draco whispered before sitting back down and putting back on his mask of indifference.

Hermione calm again, sat back down Her face was an ugly glare for the rest of the class.

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"That stupid bastard," Hermione ranted once she was alone with Draco in their common room.

"He had no right to say that to you," Draco said calmly, sitting down on his couch and patting his lap for Hermione to sit on.

"What's worse is, sometimes I feel like he is right," Hermione said, her face red with anger, as she curled up on Draco's lap.

"Don't ever think that, Moine," Draco whispered into her ear, as he stroked her hair.

"Draco, do you think I am a Know-It-All," Hermione asked suddenly sitting up.

"Yes, of course," Draco said grinning at her.

"Yes, but am I really annoying and bossy," Hermione asked.

"All the time," Draco said truthfully.

"Draco!" Hermione yelled and hit him with a pillow.

"Your not annoying. Your only bossy sometimes, don't worry, everyone adores you," Draco said.

"Your such a charmer," Hermione said smiling and leaning back onto his lap.

"I know," Draco said smirking.

Hermione leaned her head back and for the next hour they snogged passionately by the fire.

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It was the night of the opening ball and Hermione was just putting on her dress. Even though her and her mother had talked about either a red, or purple dress, Hermione's dress had ended up being a beautiful forest green.

She was wearing all her jewelry from her parents and some pretty silver and diamond earings Amanda had bought her for Christmas. Overall she looked stunning with her short hair curled into tiny ringlets.

She wasn't going with anyone to this dance. It hadn't been a requirement and since Draco was her boyfriend and it was a secret, it was better if she flew solo.

Hermione didn't quite get the title for the dance, as it wasn't the beginning of really anything. But since it was right before Christmas, she didn't mind.

Hermione walked into the Great Hall arm in arm with Ginny. Ginny's date was Kid, and although she said it was becuase she felt sorry for him, Hermione knew, from the way Ginny kept blushing and grinning happily, she wasn't at all upset by her ordeal.

Harry was sitting at a table. With him was Athena of all people. Hermione smiled. Athena and Harry had met each other because of Hermione. She had introduced them one day and they had immediatly clicked.

Hermione had no hard feelings towards Athena, for liking Draco. As she thought that anyone who wasn't attracted to him at some point, was crazy.

Kid walked up to Ginny and kissing her on the hand, gave her a red rose. Ginny giggle and turning as crimson as her hair, walked off with him in a daze. Hermione was left by the door alone.

But she wasn't alone for long, as some boy she didn't know came and asked her to dance. He was kind of short for her, but he was cute and she didn't have anyone else to dance with, so naturally she said yes.

They danced to a slow song and when it ended, the boy kissed her on her cheek and left. Hermione was standing in the middle of a sea of people and yet she was utterly alone.

Suddenly someone tapped her on her shoulder. She spun around and came face to face with a pair of familiar green eyes.

"Can I have this dance," Harry asked and Hermione grinning, nodded and they began to dance to the next slow dance. And on and on it went like that for what seemed like hours to Hermione.

She had already danced with Harry three times when he came up to her again and asked her to dance. Again it was a slow dance. For some odd reason she hadn't even danced to one fast dance the whole night.

Hermione rested her head on Harry's shoulder. An hour or two gone and she hadn't even spotted Draco. Then, almost as if thinking about him conjured him up for her, a sivery blonde head appeared through the crowd.

He was dancing elegantly with Blaise Zambine. Hermione never had noticed the girl much before, but her raven hair and brown eyes contrasted with Draco's so well, it was hard not to be envious.

Suddenly the song ended and Harry left Hermione to find Athena. A fast song started to play and Hermione looked longingly at Draco. Blaise had just started dancing with some othe guy and Draco was standing there staring at Hermione.

It was if time froze. There was only the two of them in the room. Hermione walked to Draco and without a word, Draco put his hands on her waist and they began to grind.

Almost everyone in the crowd stopped dancing to see the strangest thing they had ever seen. Hermione Granger, the Gryffindore book-worm was grinding with Draco Malfoy, bad boy Slytherin.

Hermione and Draco were oblivious to the fact that they were the only ones dancing anymore and that everyone was staring at them. Suddenly through the crowd Ginny cried, "Give it to him, Hermione."

Everyone shrieked with excitment and Draco and Hermione danced even faster. The sweat was pouring off the two in buckets, but they kept on dancing, their bodies rubbing against each other.

Soon the rest of the people went back to dancing, but all of them had their eyes on Hermione and Draco. It was an intense spiritual thing, in a way.

Suddenly the music stopped and the lights went up. Everyone booed and hissed, but were all soon herded out of the Great Hall. Hermione and Draco were walking together, although with all the comotion no one seemed to notice.

They where both grinning like idiots and Hermione's hair was out of place and messy. Ginny slowed down and waited for the two to catch up to her.

"That was great," She said happily, after she had gotten a kiss from Kid, who was off to his own dorms now.

"It was crazy," Hermione said in a dazed voice.

Ginny whistled and whispering something into Hermione's ear, that made her flush even more then she already was, headed off after the rest of the Gryffindores.

Hermione and Draco walked silently back to their own dormitory. They weren't holding hands, but they were walking close enough, so that their shoulders touched.

"What did Ginny say to you," Draco asked as they both walked through the portrait hole.

"Nothing," Hermione said blushing against her will.

"It must have been something, your all flustered," Draco said evilly as he smirked at Hermione.

"No, it's not for you to hear," Hermione said deffensively and tried to walk into her room.

"No. Come on lets hear it," Draco said running after her and pinning her to her door frame.

"No," Hermione said stubbornly.

"Even if I do this," Draco asked and he began to tickle her without mercy.

"Give," He said as he tickled her stomach and she was doubled up over with laughter.

"Fine, fine," Hermione wheezed and Draco immediatly let go of her.

"She said, Someone's gonna get lucky tonight," Hermione said after she had righted herself. She blushed again and Draco smirked.

"I think she was right," He said and Hermione smacked him.

"What, I'm a guy. What did you want me to say? Yuck, not with her; she's muggleborn," Draco asked innocently.

"No, more like I respect her as a person," Hermione said and Draco kissed her neck, making her moan.

"Ahaha, your such a push over, Granger," Draco said grinning at her loss of control.

"Oh and your not," Hermione asked as she ran her fingertips up and down his muscular chest.

"No, you'll have to do better than that," Draco said and Hermione, smirking like a cat, pulled his head down and blew sensously into his ear.

Draco shivered and muttered, "That's better". Hermione giggled and the game continued on. Until you can guess what happened.

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The next morning Draco awoke feeling absolutly glorious. He turned on his side and holding his head up with his arm stared at the beautiful figure beside him. She was such a masterpeice when she was asleep.

She tended to annoy him when she opened her mouth, or maybe that was to please him. He had to think about that. Suddenly Hermione small red lips opened and she yawned, the cutest yawn Draco had ever heard.

It was more of a sigh then anything. She turned over and her eyes popped open, so that she staring into Draco's eyes. She smirked and just to make him mad, rolled over and closed her eyes again.

Draco growled and putting his arms around her back, pulled her towards himself. Hermione didn't make a sound, but her face told the story; she was grinning like a person in love, because she was.

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The year flew by in a huge whirl and unsually there was not a word about Voldemort. Harry was quite a happy camper, to say the least. He and Athena where now dating and Hermione couldn't think of a more perfect couple.

Draco and Hermione were very very close. Somehow everyone knew there was something going on between their Gryffindore Head Girl and their Slytherin Head Boy.

Draco was a mess. He was happy, yet he was supposed to be using Hermoine to get information. It was an awful feeling, to be betraying the only person he had ever really loved.

Hermione was so happy that she didn't notice when Draco went quiet and seemed all depressed. Her grades, if it was possible, where better than ever, and all her teachers, even Snape, had to give her credit.

She would be a very powerful witch, she always had been. But being with Draco had made her reach heights that no one ever thought she could. She was even practicing magic without her wand.

She loved her wand dearly, but had realized if she was ever without she utterly deffenseless.

So Proffesor McGongall had been helping her. Minerva couldn't do magic without her wand herself, and Hermione was the only student she had ever seen attempt such a thing. But Hermione was talented and she was picking it up quickly.

Hermione was now learning how to do spells thats she had learned to do last year.

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Draco was sitting on a rock beside the lake. It was rather chilly out, but he didn't mind. His heart was thing that was cold around here. How could he keep on hurting Hermione, who had done nothing but good for him.

His spirits were sinking lower than they had been before, during the summer, when he had pushed Hermione away. His clear blue eyes scanned the sky. It wasn't too cloudy, but what few clouds were out, were black and ominious.

It was going to rain. Great, that would just go right with his mood. Draco wrapped his cloak a bit more tighter around himself.

He was almost going off the edge again. Becoming someone who would rather hurt themselves and die, then to live on another day.

He picked at a thread coming loose from his cloak. He knew what he had to do. Yet he was afraid to do it. He had to let Hermione go, she would be better off alone and alive, then with him for a short time and then dead.

His father had wanted him to get close to Hermione, but Draco knew he never intended for his only son to fall in love with her.

Lucius wanted Draco to marry some high society pureblood girl that would give him lots of children with blonde hair and blue eyes just like himself. All boys of course. Females were weak and inferior to males.

Draco knew from experience that his father hated women. Not in the way your thinking. He thought they were unfit to live and that they had one purpose; to produce heirs.

What no one knew was that his mother had actaully had two children in her lifetime. Draco and a little girl that had never even gotten the chance to live. As soon as Lucuis found out it was a girl, he made Narcissa have an abortion.

She had cried for months after. Sobbing over her lost, baby girl. It had been some of the worst months of Draco's life. His mother had been miserable and his father had been irrate.

Draco put his head in his hands. He was lost and very confused. He wanted to jump off a bridge, Avada Kadavra himself, or just tie a rock around his wait and jump into the lake.

He stood up wiped at his cloak and went back up to the castle, to break Hermione's heart.

A/N: I wanted this to be longer, but I just couldn't think of much to add. I admit this chapter is pretty sad. At least at the end. Next chapter will be really sad and angsty. I probably should up the rating on this fiction, as the theme has possible rape in it, there's language and now sexual themes. O well. I will do that later. If you wanted to know what "fast song" they danced to, I like to think they danced to Fatman Scoop Ft. Crooklyn Clan - "Love Like This". Download it if you like. It's a great song. ***