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A/N I really like this chapter, I've tried to keep everyone in character.notice the word TRIED!! Anyway please tell me what you think!! =)

Chapter twenty ~ Gullible little Girl.

Hermione sat sobbing in the common room. She couldn't believe she had been taken in so easily, and by Draco Malfoy. She was so gullible. She was playing in her mind as whether to write to Moony or not, but how could she admit to being such an idiot? She had thought she had seen something in Draco Malfoy, something different, something nice.

Then it came to her, she could tell Tamarisk.

She left the common room, and went to the staff room. She knocked on the door and stood outside, anxiously wiping the tears from her face. A disgruntled Snape pulled open the door with a snap.

"What now, Miss." he began then he caught sight of her tear stained face. "You better come in." he held open the door wider so she could step into the office. Tamarisk was sitting at a round table, next to Delvarney, and Flitwick.

Snape pointed to a chair and Hermione sat down. Tamarisk got up and walked over to her. she kneeled next to her.

"What's happened?"

"I've sorta told Malfoy things I shouldn't have. He tricked me into it, he made me tell him, I didn't know what I was saying, I couldn't believe it afterwards.the things I said."

"Calm down. it can't be that bad, what have you said?"

Hermione sighed. "He knows about Grimmauld Place."

"What!? You told him about the Order, you stupid insolent little girl!" Snape yelled.

"What else did you tell him?" Tamarisk asked, the gentle smile, disappearing from her tired face.

Hermione shrugged. "Does it matter?"

Tamarisk nodded. "What else did you tell him?"

Hermione burst into tears as she miserably told Tamarisk and Snape what had happened.

Tamarisk stood up, wobbling slightly. She stared across at Snape and pulled a face.

"I think I'm gonna be sick."

"It's the feeling you get when you know you're screwed." Snape replied, his voice was full of hatred.

He stared at Hermione, who turned away to avoid his piercing eyes.

"One of us should really go and tell Dumbledore."

Snape nodded but didn't move.

"I'll go then, should I?" she asked.

Snape didn't reply. Tamarisk stood by the door for a few moments. Suddenly Snape got up.

He walked past her, almost knocking her over and then spun round to face back into the room. "Stupid gullible little girl." He said, spitefully before leaving.

Tamarisk stared at Hermione, who had stopped crying, but was staring almost angrily at the wall.

"Maybe you should return to your dormitory."

"Where you going?" Hermione demanded.

"Me? I'm going to find my little Brother."

"Give him a kick from me." Hermione said, as she pulled herself up, she stalked from the room without looking back.

The twenty year old sighed as she stared back round the now empty room. What was she going to do with Draco?

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Hermione retreated to the library, she had no will or wish to go back to Harry and Ron. They would question her about her tear stained face and shaky voice, demand to know where she had been, and then make her feel mortally ashamed when she told them. She stared around at the shelves lined with the various books. This was it her retreat, it was of course also where she had seen Draco Malfoy in a different light for once. Looks can be very deceiving, you should definitely not judge a book by it's cover, she thought as she pulled one from the shelf.

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Draco Malfoy stalked down the corridor. So the Order were hiding at Grimmauld Place, just as his father had suspected. Black's old house, well it was Bellatrix who had thought of the place first. Perfect for a hide out. But of course, they had to make sure. Draco smirked, so now they knew, with the addition of a bonus, Granger was clearly involved with the Order, stupid, foolish, mudblood.

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Harry was beginning to fret about Hermione. She had been crying quietly to herself, before getting up and leaving without even bothering to say where she was going.

"Ron, do you think something is wrong? You know with Hermione?"

Ron shrugged, annoyed. He was trying to finish his potions essay before midnight but was struggling without his friend. "She's never here when you want her, gone off somewhere, without giving a thought to anyone but herself."

"Ron, you can't blame Hermione because you haven't done your potions. Here copy mine, it's all wrong anyway!" Harry said, tossing a piece of parchment down on the table.

Ron grabbed it, and skimmed through Harry's scruffy writing.

"I'm going to find her." Harry said.

Ron grunted a reply.

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Hermione had given up trying to read, her vision was too blurred, and she couldn't concentrate. The library was slowly filtering empty as students returned, moaning about homework, to their common rooms. Madame Pince was throwing her various looks, all of which she tried to ignore. As the last student left the library, Madame Pince was walking over to usher Hermione from the library.

At that moment Harry walked in, he ran over to Hermione with a mingled look of relief and fear. He stopped at the sight of her tear stained face.

"I'm sorry Harry." She said, not looking at him.

Harry walked forward and threw his arms around her.