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Chapter 7 Alone

Hermione had ignored Ron and Harry's questions when she got back to the common room. The next morning, they tried again, but finally gave up talking to her altogether. After that magical night with Draco, she didn't even hear when Professor McGonagall told her to transform her bird into a vase. When she attempted it, the design on the vase was in feathers and the handles had a few feathers sticking out, which astounded everyone. Care of Magical Creatures was amazing. Everyone was now to feed their tadfoals (hippocampus babies) small fish and kelp. This preoccupied everyone, as each time a fish was held over the water, the tadfoal would leap up and grab it out of midair. Like the norm, Draco pulled her back away from everyone, kissing and caressing her. After a minute of doing this, he just backed her up against a tree and kissed her on the mouth.

That night, she spent as wildly as the one before. Now her schedule had been to slack homework off, slip in with Draco, and ignore all her friends.

But after a week of that, things changed.

One week after her friends had found out about Hermione and Draco, he didn't shove her around her as much and his kisses had grown weaker. Each night, it became less and less wilder, until all they really did was sit to exchange a few kisses. However, one night, there was only one kiss, and it came from Hermione.

That night, Hermione went into the room and ran over to him. She kissed him shortly before he pushed her away, grinning, leaving her very confused.

"What is wrong with you?" she said.

He laughed. "Me? No. It's you."

"What do you mean?" she was entirely puzzled by his new actions.

"I mean, this," as he said 'this', he pointed back and forth to himself and Hermione, "is done. I can't disgrace my father with dating a mudblood, now can I?" Draco was smirking again. Not in the bragging way, but in the old way that meant he'd just insulted someone. At this Hermione gasped, and Draco closed his eyes grinning.

"Ah, I'll miss that sound," yes, Draco thought, he would miss her shudders and gasps at the very touch of his hands. "I'd like to hear it again," as he said this, he reached for her, but she stepped back. "Yes, I thought you wouldn't let me. But would you let me at least have a good-bye kiss?" he said, grinning even more broadly, more than she had ever seen. Hermione looked at him in even more wonder. Was he MAD? Why was he doing this? She ran out the door, up the corridors and into the entrance hall. She continued her way up to the Griffindor common room, which Ron and Harry had always been in, in the odd luck that she might talk to them. But that night, they weren't. No one was. She went up the stairs to the boy's dorm and knocked, no one answered. She quietly opened the door to find every boy asleep. She thought of waking them, but just couldn't.

The next morning, she ran down to find Harry and Ron leaving the portrait hole, to go down to breakfast. She ran after them, they would listen to her.

"Harry, Ron!" she said, trying to catch her breath. They turned around and looked disgustedly at her, almost annoyed.

"You guys, Draco, he, umm," she wasn't sure of how to put it.

"What? He dumped you?" Harry said, not looking at all surprised.

"Yeah, you know Harry, I'm pretty sure we said this was going to happen, didn't we?" Ron said.

"Right to her face, too!" Harry added. They turned around to leave but she ran in front of them.

"But you're my friends, what." she trailed off.

"Oh, why don't you just get Malfoy to show you some more stuff? After all, you 'need' him!" Ron said venomously. She couldn't believe this. It was just impossible, all her friends had now left her, and Draco had used her.

And he knew it.

True, he would miss the make-out sessions with Granger, they had grown to be quite wild. But his plan had worked brilliantly. He knew that all who she had once held dear would shun her out. She would be forgotten and despised. No one would come to her now.

She would cry and cry, but with no shoulder to cry on, no one to comfort her. They would hate her, consider her filth, an annoying insect that tags along too much. She would have no one by her side.

She was alone.

Hermione, after that moment, never brought her grades back up. Harry and Ron always either ignored her, or glared disgustedly at her, she couldn't decide which was worse. Hermione soon talked to few, and only on school projects and the like. Draco continued sneering every time she caught his eye. She thought right then, that he was the only one with a chance to be there for her. She could try again. I will, Hermione thought. I will come to him again. Then, that night, she snuck out of the Gryffindor common room and headed down to the dungeons. She turned to the door on the right thinking, maybe, just maybe, he'd be there. And he was.

But he wasn't alone.

He had a red-haired, young girl, pressed against the wall, snogging her. Hermione Looked in disbelief at what she saw. Ginny? Why would she... how could he...?

She ran. She ran and didn't stop until she got to her dorm room. She flung herself onto the bed and began crying. Weeping out all her emotion, she cried herself to sleep. Hermione was alone. Completely alone, the darkness of night surrounding her.

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Draco had Ginny against the wall when he heard footsteps outside. He knew it was her. Not wanting the redhead to flee, he kissed her harder, squeezing her sides. She gasped painfully through their kiss. He knew he was a bad, evil, cruel-hearted man. Soon, Ginny would meet the same end Hermione had.

Everyone but him would be alone

*Well? How'd you like the story? Please r/r/r! And just so everyone knows, if the people were to stay in character, Ron and Harry would have accepted Hermione no matter what. This story was kinda hard for me to write, being so dark and everything, so I listened to 'Chop Suey' by System of a Down the whole time (really sad, bout suicide and being forsaken and stuff). Well, shortly here, I'm gonna take the time to write a story about the marauders. Also, I'm gonna make a sequel to it, about D/G, I plan it to be relatively the same idea, but a bit different. THANX EVERYONE FOR YOUR SUPPORT BY WRITING REVIEWS, IT MEANS SOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

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