I'M ALIVE.

And UPDATED! Meaning below is chapter ten.

Miss me?

I didn't think so.

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'I never want anything to do with you ever again!'

Ron's words stung Hermione and she wasn't even sure she heard right at first. Finally after what seemed like forever, she turned around to see everyone's reactions. The Hall had gone completely silent and all eyes were on her. Ginny seemed horrified and confused as to why her brother's ex-best friend would do something like that. The whole Gryffindor house seemed appalled that she would have even let Malfoy touch her. But the Slytherins had mixed expressions.

Some had looks like the Gryffindors did -- shocked and disgusted that Malfoy would even think about touching someone like her, and some were plain ecstatic about it. Finally, someone had corrupted the school's perfect little Angel. And it had been the one person who was feared the most.

The teachers looked like they were going to have heart attacks. McGonagall was in total shock and mumbled something about never dreaming of this day. Snape had a blank expression on his face, and Dumbledore seemed to be in the middle of making a decision.

'Probably to expel me. God, please say he's going to expel me.' Hermione thought, slowly getting up. All eyes followed her, and she made it halfway towards the doors that lead into the Main hallway, with Malfoy trying to follow, until the Headmaster stopped them.

"Hermione, Draco. Come here," he said. His voice seemed louder then usual -- more forceful. Maybe it was because he was furious with them? Maybe it was because there hadn't been any talking or sudden movements in the past few minutes. But one thing was for sure -- Hermione definitely didn't want to walk down that aisle with everyone staring at her. Malfoy didn't seem to mind, because he started off walking just like nothing had happened -- despite everyone's eyes on him. But she did mind, and walked as fast as she could towards the long table up front, keeping her eyes towards the ground as Dumbledore looked at them both.

He seemed to be thinking about something very important but finally came to a decision and let out a sigh. He looked up at all the students, raising his hands. "Dinner is over. Please go back to your dormitories now," he stated simply. A loud groan came from the Slytherin table while everyone else got up and walked back to their common rooms and dorms, but not before casting one last look at Hermione.

"Ms. Granger.. I honestly don't know what to say about your behavior right now. I would have expected this from Mr. Malfoy, due to his background and personality.. but definitely not you," Dumbledore started. Lines formed above his eyes as he sighed again. The teachers came closer to hear what he had to say, the same expressions on their faces.

"And Mr. Malfoy.. you should know better. Even though you are Justin's replacement this year, you still have to follow the rules. You cannot go and have 'relations' with Ms. Granger. Or anyone, for that matter. This is a school, for Merlin's sake! An educational environment, not a breeding grounds for little wizard children." He took a deep breath, calming himself, and continued. "Now, I suggest you both go back to your rooms and don't try anything at all anymore. I'll send someone to wake you up tomorrow morning and we'll deal with what shall be done then." The two were dismissed and they went back up to their dorm rooms in silence. Hermione was about to close her door, when Draco's voice called out:

"So, do you think we'll be expelled?"

Up to this point, her record had been perfect. All her grades had been -- she had everything going for her. Then she went and messed it up for one night with her enemy, and now nothing would be right again. Peeking out the door, she sighed and opened her mouth to speak.

"Malfoy, if it means I wouldn't have to look at your face for the rest of my life, then I would gladly be expelled."

"How could she do that to us? To me?" Ron mumbled to himself.

"She didn't mean to. Do you really think she planned on having sex with that idiot? C'mon, Hermione is definitely smarter than that."

"I know, but.. I don't think I'll ever be able to look at her the same way again. What about my family? They all love Hermione! What are they going to say when I tell them Malfoy hooked up with her one night, and now she's not a virgin anymore! They'll hate her, and blame me for not looking out for her more."

"No they won't!" the black-haired boy said, trying to get some sense into his friend. "Ron, they won't hate you. Yes, they might find out at some point, but it's not like Dumbledore is going to send something by owl to all parents telling them Hermione isn't a virgin anymore. And you're only saying they'll hate you because you're blaming yourself. I know you don't hate her; none of us do. We're all just shocked and disgusted at the thought," Harry finished, not sure if the last sentence helped any.

Ron looked up to him like he was about to burst into tears. He had an expression plastered on his face like his best friend had just died. In some ways, that had happened. Without Hermione, the trio wasn't complete. And without one, the other two weren't complete. So now, all three of them were feeling sorry for themselves.

"Maybe we should talk to her--" Harry started. Ron shook his head violently and stared at Harry.

"You can try. I can't, though. I just.. I can't right now," he said, sighing and falling back on the bed hoping all this was a nightmare he could wake up from.

Morning came soon enough for the Head boy and girl. While everyone was at breakfast getting ready for the classes that day, Hermione and Draco were walking towards Dumbledore's office.

"Ooh! Lookit, the two fuckbirds! Did you two screw again last night?" a Slytherin girl called out while passing by. Hermione seemed to have a blank expression on her face, not really caring anymore. But after the hundredth question and comment from people of all the houses, Draco was regretting what he did. All eyes were on him for what he did -- he took Hermione's virginity. He had to admit, it was a pretty good feeling knowing that, but since she wasn't talking to anyone at all, all the questions were put on him.

"Why do you have to be like that?" he finally asked, breaking the silence.

"Like what?" she simply asked, not looking at him.

"Not caring. Answering in three words or less. Looking like you're dead."

"I feel like I'm dead, Malfoy. Thanks to you I have no one to talk to -- and the only ones that actually ever did, sure as hell won't forgive me now. So I think I have a good reason to look like I'm dead and about to collapse. And guess what? You're to thank! Let's just go in, so we can get expelled and get this over with.." Hermione said, opening the door to the office.

Malfoy didn't say anything else after that, but sat in silence as Dumbledore read off the rules they had broken. "And now for your decision," he stated, sitting down with a stern expression on his face. Hermione couldn't take it anymore and suddenly said, "If you're going to kick us out, can you just do it now and spare us all the tension?" But Dumbledore seemed surprised.

"Now, why would I expel you, Ms. Granger?" he asked, acting as if everything was normal. But it wasn't. And that was getting to Hermione and Draco, both.

"Because we had sex. We're enemies, and we screwed in the school. I think that's going over the line of being expelled and going into 'cast to hell for all eternity'," Hermione said.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. Yes, I'm aware what happened that night and the consequences of just that one night. I can tell you, all the things that you three have done -- and by three, I mean Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and yourself -- nothing could have gotten you sent out as much as this. That doesn't mean you can go off and get into as much trouble as you want, though. You still have the rest of the year to finish up," Dumbledore finished.

"I knew it! We're kicked out! Thanks, Malfoy! Thanks a l-" Hermione yelled, but stopped when she figured out what the Headmaster had said. "We can stay..?" she asked quietly, hoping she wasn't dreaming. Dumbledore just nodded -- Hermione had felt the best she had in ages and almost hugged Malfoy but didn't and ran out of the office. She wanted to spread the word to everyone.

Hermione Granger had sex with her enemy and didn't get expelled for it. She thought it was some type of miracle, but later found out that even though the act did go on, the school can't expel students so late in the year. Even though she was still in her seventh year; she would have to live with the fact that she had lost it when she was seventeen. Hermione figured she could live with that -- just never tell who the first was.

But she couldn't live with the fact that Ron and Harry hated her because of it. 'I really screwed things up this time..' she thought to herself as her high was slowly coming down, bringing her back to reality. Who was she going to tell? No one would listen, and if they did they wouldn't care. Hell, they would probably want her to pack her bags and leave. But she decided she needed to talk with Harry and Ron, whether they wanted to or not.

A small knock was heard on the common room door. Ron and Harry were the only ones in the room at the time because everyone else was at breakfast, getting ready for their first class of the day. Honestly, neither boy cared if they were late to class that day, or the next, or the day after that. They didn't care about anything anymore, except Hermione and how to get her back. Another knock came from the door again. "You wanna get that?" Harry asked, looking over the pieces on the chess board.

"Not really," Ron answered, sighing.

"It might be one of the guys trying to get in. Go answer it," Harry stated, still lost in thought. Ron got up slowly and walked over to the door. Another knock was heard again before Ron called out:

"I'm coming! Hold your bloody horses," but gasped when he saw who it was. There were a few moments of silence - after Harry realized nobody was talking, he turned around and his eyes went wide.

"Hermione?" he asked, confused. She nodded slowly but just stood there awkwardly. "Come in," Harry said, motioning for her to sit by him. Ron moved out of the way and closed the door trying not to look at her. "Uh.. what's going on?" Harry asked, not sure how to approach this.

"I came to say I'm sorry. And I truly apologize for everything I've done and put you through. I don't know what came over me with Malfoy, and I know I can't change it. Trust me, if I could go back and change it, I would. You have to believe me," she said with pleading eyes. Harry seemed to accept it and nodded, then Hermione looked over to Ron. He seemed to be trying to decide if he was accepting her apology or trying to say 'Get the fuck out of here.' In the end he did neither, and just sighed, shaking his head and letting it hang.

"I'm sorry, too, Hermione. But last time I trusted you..." he started, but couldn't seem to say the words. Everyone understood though. Hermione had stood up to try to reason with him, but he walked further away from her.

"I'm sorry," he said again, and went upstairs to his room to try to figure out what just happened.

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