Author Note: You guys are gonna hate me!!! But you're gonna love my story!!! I woke up like at three this morning, sat up in my bed and the worlds 'It's all a dream', spoke to me. You figure it out, and take out you're anger by reviewing for me. And I'll try to keep my anger in check when I write, sorry it's just that when a write I express feelings, yadda yadda yadda, and all that emotional stuff. Anywayz on to the fic!!! I am so EVIL!!!

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Disclaimer: I own northing but this plot…hehehehehehehe.

Chapter Eleven

"There is no remedy for love, but to love more"

-Henry David Thoreau-

"Everything's different"

Ginny sat on the edge of Hermione's four poster bed, wondering if she was hearing things.

She had bound into Hermione's bedroom at the stroke of dawn, like she always did. Expecting her cranky best friend to be ready for her own highly annoying appearance.

Instead she got the biggest heart attack of her life.

It was a Dramione, seemingly glued together by the hip, and totally oblivious to her presence, they were to busy with each other!!!

"You did the naughty……with a Malfoy………four times"

She was at a loss of words. And just stared at her once believed sane friend, who was now brushing her long and curly hair.

"I love him"

Was all she said, and even that threw Ginny off balance again.

"You love ferret face"

"Don't call him that!!!"

"You're protecting ferret face!!!"

"I said don't call him that!!!"

"You're scolding your best friend for ferret face"

"Ginny don't make me repeat myself!!!"

"You sound like my mom, because of ferret face"

"Ginny!!!"

"You- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She was silenced by the super duper powerful flying hair brush, which landed not so gracefully on her forehead.

She fell of the bed with a thud, and landed painfully on her back side. Silencing her for a mere two seconds.

"I GET TO TELL RON NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Ginny NO!!!"

"You hit ME!!!"

"I'm sorry!!"

"No way in hell is that weak-ass apology accepted!!!!"

"I'll do anything!!"

Hermione pleaded consistently until, Ginny's curiosity got the best of her.

"Why don't you want him or anyone for that matter to know about it? I mean, I know it's like the biggest news since you-know-who, but still….if you guys really love each other…..you should be happy and not care what anybody else says about it!"

Hermione sighed in submission, sat down next to Ginny and proceeded to explain.

"He says it's because he wants to protect me…..but I'm not so sure"

"He's a Malfoy, you can never tell when they're telling the truth…..well actually you can….just take everything as a lie......like his father for a example, every single word that has ever flown out of that mans mouth has been all lies……every one…and you know his mom…..oh god…his mom-"

"Ginny, I love him, no matter how much you dirty his honor, ill still love him"

Ginny was quiet for a moment, then shrugged it off, with a wistful 'oh well'

10 minutes of utter stillness elapsed, before Ginny decided to ask the timeless question that had been passed among friends since the beginning of the human race.

"So how's the sex?"

"You're such a Weasel"

They laughed together like friends should.

But Ginny's acceptance of her relationship with Draco, meant much more to Hermione than she was letting out. It was like a sign, if Ginny was ok with, then maybe everybody else would be to.

Maybe she and Draco had a future together after all.

(AU: Ok here comes the confusing part…..bare with me……I'll explain later….hope you like it"

Hermione finally opened her eyes.

And realization hit her hard in the face. Leaving a painful bruise of embarrassment and shame.

She wasn't at Hogwarts, with Ginny and the rest.

Draco wasn't in love with her.

There was no make over, no love and no hope for the future.

It was just her alone, and incomplete.

"Oh god"

She was in her bedroom, at home, with her parents just across the hall from her.

Her bed was soft, warm and inviting, enveloping her in that familiar sense of security. She was still the same old Hermione.

Same unattractive, virginal Hermione….that she hated so much.

Her bedroom door cracked open quietly, and her mother head pooped out, with a large and caring smile to greet her only child with.

"Hermione dear?? Are you awake?"

She sat up miserably, internally scolding herself for having such a vivid and depressing dream.

"Yes mum"

"Good"

Her mother walked into the room, and made herself comfortable beside her daughter. Boiling over with pride, for the new Head girl.

"Tomorrow you leave home, to go on to your last year at Hogwarts. I'm so proud of you sweetie"

She didn't want to hurt her mother's feelings, so she put on a warm smile. Why let her foul mood spread?

"I want this last year to be special for you……I want you to have all the luxuries available….."

She could tell her mum needed to get something big of off her chest, so she held her annoyance in check.

"Even a boyfriend"

A slight blush appeared on her mum's middle aged face, and Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes at her parent's absolute silliness.

"And that is why, I've made and appointment for you at the brand new spa………that has opened in town…..Hermione I know its against your believes and all….but darling….I think it's time for a change…you're not awfully angry are you?"

A wide smile graced itself on Hermione's face, as she sensed millions of more options popping up for her new school year.

"Mum, don't be silly…..I think it's a wonderful idea"

Authors Note: I know, know…. How could I do this to my plot…but it needed it, and I was getting bored with the whole he try's to win her over thing, so how bout we make her try and win him over? An unsuspecting Slytherin is much more fun!! And I could so much more with this!! So please forgive me, but it was in the best interests of this story…..review please, and you can even email me with some ideas if you want, I can be very open. So…..do you like it?

Griffen