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Chapter 6

At fifteen till midnight, Hermione was already down by the lake, feet in the water. (It was still very warm out.) She knew she was early, but she decided that she wanted to go do some thinking. She did her best thinking right in that very spot. And in the classroom, but, obviously, that was not an option. She liked the lake better anyway.

She was thinking about all the good times her, Harry, and Ron had had throughout all of their years at Hogwarts. It was miserable without them. They had been through so much together, and now, over one person, they weren't speaking. It just didn't make sense to her. She couldn't get it through her head that it was over. All she had was a few Gryffindor girls and Draco as friends.

She glanced up towards the castle for it was 12:00 now. Draco was walking towards her, looking concerned. When he finally reached her, he didn't say anything. Just grabbed her and hugged her, held her tight. For no real reason, (that this author could think of) Hermione began to cry. He slowly sat down, still holding her.

"Just cry, Hermione. Just cry. I'm right here," Draco comforted her. He stroked her hair and spoke encouraging words. It just made Hermione cry even more. When she finally had her fair share of tears, she sat up and wiped her face off. It was sticky from the tears, her eyes were bloodshot, nose runny.

"I can't take this anymore. I have to get out of here!" Hermione screamed.

"Honey, honey you don't mean that. Just calm down," Draco tried to talk to her.

Hermione had risen to her feet and was pacing, holding her head in her hands. She kept muttering under her breath, "Have to get outta here, have to get outta here."

Draco began to get very frightened. It wasn't like Hermione to act all psycho on him. She really was acting very strange.

"Hermione. Sit. Now," Draco commanded. This is what he had to do when his stubborn house elf wouldn't fetch him a drink, thanks to Harry who had lost their first house elf Dobby. Hermione sat obediently. "Wow," Draco mutterd, then a little louder, "That was cool."

"Haha. What are we gonna do? I can't take it anymore!" Hermione squealed.

"I'll tell you what we are gonna do!" Suddenly, Draco became extremely angry. Not at Hermione, no, but just anger. "We are gonna leave Hogwarts! Forever!"

"Wh-what? Draco?" Hermione asked, looking like she was going to barf. "Well, I mean, are you sure?"

"As sure as I love you," he reached for her hand. "Let's do it."

"Okay. When and where?" Hermione asked determinedly

"Tomorrow night. Here. Let's go." Draco got up, grabbed Hermione's hand, and began the walk up to the castle.