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            The next morning, Draco woke up and went down into the common room. Hermione wasn't there. He went down to breakfast alone this morning.

            Hermione had gotten up early so as to avoid Draco. She was already down in the Great Hall when she noticed him walk in and move toward the Slytherin table. He saw her staring and she looked away quickly.

            Draco noticed that Hermione was sitting with Ron, her boyfriend. How he hated that kid. Hermione was laughing as if nothing had happened the night before. Didn't she care that Draco was here, having the most horrible time? Didn't she know how much he loved her? How much he cared about her and would never want to hurt her.

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            Hermione was trying to laugh at Harry's joke as she tried to hold back tears and not look at Draco at the same time. She wanted more than anything to pull her hand away from Ron's under the table. She wanted more than anything to have Draco hold her right now.

            "I'm going to go to the library. I have to ask Madam Pince about a book I borrowed," she said as she got up to leave.

            "I'll come with you," Ron said anxiously.

            "No, that's okay. I have to see Professor McGonagall anyway. I'll probably take long. I'll just see you at lunch," she said as she turned and walked away.

            Draco saw her get up and leave the hall. He gave her a few seconds head start before he got up and left, too. He caught up with her and slowed his pace so he could walk alongside her.

            "What do you want?" her voice was icy. She didn't look at him. "Never mind, I don't want to know. Could you just leave me alone?"

            Draco looked hurt. He stopped walking and just stared at her back.

            Hermione didn't mean to say what she said like that. She felt awful, but just kept walking.

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            Draco went back to the dormitory. Her grabbed his bag and headed for the library.

            Hermione entered the library; put her bag at the table closest to the door, and walked up to Madam Pince's desk.

            Draco stopped in the doorway of the library. There was Hermione. Should he leave her alone? Or should he force her to listen to his apology? Making up his mind, he sat down at the table next to where Hermione had left her bag.

            Hermione came back to her table. She looked up and saw Draco staring at her. Half of her wanted to go over there and slap him across the face, and the other half wanted to apologize and let him hold her in his arms. She just sat down and pulled her homework towards her and got lost in her charms essay.

            She could feel Draco's eyes on her the whole time she worked. She forced herself not to look over at him, but watched him occasionally out of the corner of her eye.

            When she thought the hole in the side of her head were getting rather deep, she gathered all of her things and left.

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            She didn't want to go back to her dormitory, so she went to Gryffindor Tower.

            Draco stayed in the library for nearly an hour before leaving, too. He headed for his dormitory to search for Hermione.

            He didn't find her in their common room, and when he knocked on her bedroom door, she didn't answer.

            Hermione found Ron and Harry playing a game of Wizards' Chess in the corner of the Gryffindor common room. She made her way over to them. She stayed with them until ten and figured she should get some rest.

            She couldn't sleep no matter how hard she tried. She had to make up with Draco, she just had to.

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            On Monday in Transfiguration class, Hermione still wasn't talking to Draco. She was going to apologize when Draco whispered something to Ron.

            "Hey, Weasley, I heard you and Granger are dating. Must be a step up in the world for you, but no, she's a mudblood, so it wouldn't be," he said in a drawling voice.

            It was Hermione who acted first. She walked over to him and slapped him square in the face. Her hand left a red print where it had hit. Draco just stood rooted to the spot, not believing his eyes. That was the second time she had ever hit him.

            "H-how dare you!" Hermione screamed, close to tears.

            "Miss Granger! Please sit down!" Professor McGonagall's voice broke the silence.

            Hermione didn't sit down, but headed straight for the door. She walked down the hall and around the corner before she stopped. She sat at the foot of a knight and started crying. How could he say that? She asked herself. she heard footsteps coming down the hall and headed for her dorm.

            Draco left Transfiguration before anyone had eve, n left their seats. He first checked the library for Hermione, but finding she wasn't there, he headed towards their common room.

            She wasn't in the common room. When he turned towards her bedroom, he noticed that the door was ajar and that she was crying. He stood in her doorway, unnoticed.

            "Please don't cry," he whispered at her sobbing figure lying across the bed.

            "Leave me alone!" she yelled into her pillow, "You don't care!"

            "I do care. I care a lot," he said walking towards her.

            "Yeah, well, you have a real good way of showing it!" she said and looked up.

            Draco looked down at his feet. He knew what he had done was wrong. "I know I was wrong, but I need to know if you could ever forgive me," he said and sat down on her bed.

            Hermione went silent for a few moments. She knew she would forgive him; she looked up into his grey eyes, "Yeah I can forgive you."

            Draco hugged her. He never wanted to let her go. She moved away from his embrace and kissed him softly on the lips. She laid her head on his chest. She breathed in the smell of his cologne, he smelled so good.

            "I love you," he whispered into her ear.

            She squeezed him closer to her. She wanted this moment to last forever.

Author's Notes: Thank you for the reviews again. We kinda forgot the disclaimers for the story so I just replaced everything and added the disclaimers. If we are taking too long for updates, we are very sorry. We are having some personal problems. But im pretty sure we can type the rest soon, very soon. I think. Anyway, hope you like our story so far. I think more people read it after we changed the summary a bit. Is that a good thing?