Hi! Yeah, I know I'm a little late on my posting but school is catching up on me with the end-of-semester exams in front of us. Well, enough about me. This chapter I hope to make it long and it will have some harassment, you have been forewarned. Thanks to: mysticrystal, CherryCharm, Sentimental Butterfly, Hermione Girl3 and ProwlingKitKat for reviewing last chappie. Hope you like this one!

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FLASHBACK

"Oooh. I'm scared. Look Potter, I don't have time to play your silly little games and get over her. If your brainless head hasn't realized it, she doesn't want to be your friend, less your girlfriend. Now get out of my sight." I said moving towards the door.

"If you keep seeing her, you will both regret it, her more than you." He said as he closed the Common Room door.

Now I was genuinely scared but not for me, for her. I was, of course, going to tell her this first thing tomorrow. I entered my room, changed into my pijamas and fell into the soft bed, falling into a deep sleep.

IN ANOTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD

"Master, the plan is proceeding. What should we do next?" said Lucius Malfoy as he kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes. (AN: Well, do you think Voldemort was going to let him rot in there, with the Dementors at his side!)

"We need someone to infiltrate Hogwarts so we can plan our next move." Said Voldemort as he caressed his snake Nagini while looking into the fireplace.

"I know just the person, Master. What about Jones?" said Lucius while looking up to the red, snake-like eyes of his master.

"No, we need someone more discreet. What about that girl, what's her name, Parkinson? Isn't she in the traitor's year?" he said while looking off into space.

"Of course Master. I will communicate with her immediately." Said Lucius while going to write to Pansy about his plan leaving Voldemort alone in the room with his snake.

"Don't worry Nagini, you will soon have both of them. I'll make sure of that." He said while laughing that evil, incessant cackle.

END FLASHBACK

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Chapter 16:

DRACO'S POV

My head was pounding when I opened my eyes to the morning sun. Luckily, it was Saturday. I opened the curtains of my four-poster, stepped into my morning shoes, grabbed my favorite black cargo pants and a white muscle t-shirt and went outside to the bathroom. No one was up this early, considering it was a Saturday. Or so I thought.

There was Hermione, reading a book in front of the fireplace, with a mug of what looked like chocolate in the table. Seemed like she didn't hear the door opened, since she hadn't looked up from the book. I just continued to the bathroom, did my things and went out fresh and ready for the long day ahead.

My mind was bugging me, telling me something was wrong. That's when I remembered last night events with Potter. The right thing to do was at least warn Hermione and tell her to keep her distance from Potter.

"Hey" I said sitting next to her. She finally looked up, closed the book (which, as I read, was Hogwarts: A history) and replied.

"Hi. Looking good, how did you sleep?" she said looking me over and flashing that smile of hers.

"Good. You don't look so bad yourself." I said noticing the tight blue jeans and a V-neck pink blouse she was wearing. She looked hot. "What was before the sleep is another thing…" I said looking down, as to not meet her concern filled look.

"Why, what happened?" she said, sounding worried.

"Potter. He came in, I don't know when yesterday night but when you went to your room, he "approached" me and practically threatened to harm us, especially you, if I kept talking to you." I said, looking up to meet a scared looking Hermione Granger.

"W-What?" she said looking down. She stayed still for a moment then grabbed her things and put them on her desk and without another word, or glance, left.

I didn't know if I should have followed her but I just laid back and closed my eyes thinking that I need some time to be alone (AN: Chpt. 15 has the details if you forgot.).

Sinking into my sub-conscious was a bumpy ride, to say the least. When I finally got there, I heard that oh-so-familiar voice practically shouting at me.

'WHY THE HELL DID YOU LET HER GO!'

Cause she needed some time to her, just as I do.

'NO, YOU IDIOT! WHAT IF SHE GOES TO POTTER AND HE HARMS HER! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!'

No, actually, I'm in it. She is very capable of protecting herself. Heck, she is the smartest witch in our year and maybe in the school.  I'm pretty sure Potter won't be able to do anything to her, less in the middle of the school in the morning. He won't do anything to her, what am I worr-

'People do tend to blab a lot when they are scared of something that will happen.'

Oh, arguing with you is pointless. You always know what's right, don't you?

'Oh, you finally figured that out!'

Yeah well, I better go and find her.

'A good idea! My God, the world is surely coming to an end!'

Shut up.

I exited my thoughts and welcomed in my surroundings. The Common Room was filling up, indicating that breakfast must be served. I made to exit the room when someone stopped me.

"Malfoy, look I'm, I'm," said a red-faced Weasley.

"Look Weasley, apology accepted for whatever it was that you did. I really don't have time and if you see Hermione around tell her I need to speak to her urgently. Ciao." I said, as fast as I could, leaving behind a confused looking Weasley.

When I exited the Prefect area, I practically ran towards the Great Hall, fearing the worst. When I did reach it, I sighed in relief seeing Hermione smiling and talking with Ginny Weasley.

I coolly walked towards my normal seat with Blaise in the Slytherin table. I sat down, said my greetings and grabbed some breakfast. As I ate, I kept my eyes on Hermione. She looked so normal yet so aware and captive of her surroundings, like she was on the run and the Dementors were looking for her. I didn't want to make her feel so scared but she needed to know.

"Hey, Blaise?" I said, wanting to get an opinion.

"Yeah?" he said, looking back to me (he was looking at Ginny).

"What do you think would happen if Hermione and me dated?" I said.

"Well, for starters, the whole school would be against it. Imagine, Slytherin's Prince and Gryffindor's Queen dating. Slytherin would despise you, more than it already does, and would be out for her blood; Gryffindor would hate her and be out for your blood." He said while looking into outer space, as if imagining it, "You, as in the both of you, would be in the outer circle of everything and everybody would despise you. That's just the beginning of it. Think of what your dear old father would think; think of what Voldemort would think. Well, basically your life would be more of a living hell than it already is and you might as well flee the continent if you want to live." He said the last part while looking at me with an indescribable expression. After that he returned to his other hobby while the mail arrived.

I analyzed the consequences and decided to just let the time decide. I finished my breakfast and exited the Great Hall to wait for Hermione in the Entrance Hall. While I waited, I thought about the things that had happened in this school year. Hermione "lost" ('There you go again with the lost her memory stuff') her memory, lost her parents, lost on of her friends, lost 1 month of class and practically has nothing to live for.

'You do realize that you left out that you are her friend, almost boyfriend, and that she has your friendship to live for. Or do you think of yourself as no one.'

Actually, I do. I think that my only purpose in this life is to be with Hermione.

'Well, wake up from that dream-state of yours. If you forgot, when you think and/or talk to me, you look like your unconscious outside! You're gathering quite a crowd, Madame Pomfrey is fussing over you and Hermione is near tears!'

Oh shit.

When I opened my eyes I saw that I had indeed gathered quite a crowd. In a corner, Hermione was already in tears not even looking at me while Weasley was comforting her. Potter was nowhere in sight.

"Mr. Malfoy! What happened?" said a disturbed looking Madame Pomfrey.

"Sorry. I didn't realize, it's just that… Well, I really don't know what happened." I said.

"Well, follow me and we will perform some tests to see what DID happen." She said while standing me up.

"No! No, really. I just need to lie down. I'm fine really." I said, as I tried to get away from her. I really wasn't in the mood for being fussed over.

"Well, if you say so. If you feel anything odd, you come straight to the Hospital Wing." She said while making her way through the crowd. "Out of my way! Nothing to see here! Back to class all of you!" I saw Hermione running towards me and prepared for her greeting.

"Draco! Are you okay?" said Hermione as she got me in her death grip.

"Mione, Mione! I can't breathe!" I said as I tried to pry her hands off me.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She said, turning a shade of pink that matched perfectly with her rosy lips, "What happened?"

"Nothing, I just got a little dizzy that's it. You want to escort me to my room? That is if you don't have any afternoon classes." I said offering a hand to her.

"Glad to." She said taking my hand and smiling.

"So, what have you been thinking lately?" I said, trying to make some conversation, getting her thoughts at the same time. 2x1, who could turn down that offer?

"Things. You and Harry mostly." Wow. She got straight to my point didn't she?

"Me?" I said trying to sound amused. As if.

"Yeah. I don't know if you feel the same but… What have YOU been thinking about?" she said quickly covering up her mistake.

"You." I replied simply.

"Oh." She said in a hushed tone.

We didn't speak until we got to the Common Room after a rather weird chat with the founders. When we did, Hermione dropped me in front of my room, said she had to go to the library and kissed me in the cheek. Yeah, I know it doesn't mean anything but still, it's a great step.

I went in my room, got into my bed and immediately fell asleep, although I had just woken up mere hours ago.

HERMIONE'S POV

Well, that was an interesting conversation. I can't believe what's happening these days. It's like everybody switched places. Draco is now my best friend, Ron is my "friend" and Harry is after me and not in the good way. I was feeling dizzy just thinking of it so I decided to leave it at that.

I rounded a corner as I approached the library and I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and dropped my books in the way, some of them falling on top of the feet of that person.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I said while picking them up.

"You should be, you slut." Said an icy tone that I recognized instantly.

"Potter." I said in a matching tone while standing up.

"Oh, now you call me Potter too? What happened to Harry?" he said while burning his eyes into mine.

"The Harry I knew died long ago."

"Well, don't you like this one? I suppose you don't seeing as you prefer being around Malfoy," he said while grabbing my wrist, hard. I looked for my wand with my free hand but it wasn't in my robes.

"Looking for this." He said while balancing my wand between his fingers. "You won't need it." He finished and threw my wand in the floor and out of my reach.

"Ouch. Stop it, you're hurting me." And he really was.

"Am I? Well, it hurt more seeing you with Malfoy. It hurt more to see you walk away from me. After everything I've done for you, after all the time I spent worrying over you and caring for you, you just go and be with the person that has tortured you and harassed us for years. You forgive him in a second, yet you have no mercy with me." He said while throwing and pinning me to the wall. "Oh, how the tables have turned."

"But" I began to say but he pressed his fingers in my mouth to the point where I could feel his nail digging into my lip.

"You have no right to talk, you filthy little mudblood." He said in a menacing tone. Although I got used to hearing people call me that, it hurt me when he said it.

"Harry, you don't mean"

BAM. He punched me square in the cheek. Now I was seeing little birdies flying in front of my face. I could feel the blood falling from my nose and my neck had the blood from my lips and I think my wrists are just as good as broken.

"I told you not to speak. Now listen, and listen well. Leave Malfoy, or else…" he passed his index finger through his throat, indicating death. He left without another word, turned a corner and disappeared.

I let myself slide down the wall and the pain was so much that I immediately blacked out.

PANSY'S POV

"Jones. A word." I said to Zachary Jones.

"What?" he said when we were in a far corner where no one could hear us.

"Lucius has a task for us. He wants us to beat up the mudblood and Draco but leave them live enough to go and see the Master." I said in a hushed tone.

"Good. That will be fun. I'll take the mudblood, you, Bullstrode, Crabbe and Goyle can take Draco." He said in an evil voice.

"Why? Don't you think I can destroy him by myself?" I said in a playful tone.

"Yeah but when he notices what I have done to Granger, it will take the whole Slytherin house to stop him from killing me. He's not so weak you know." He said while rubbing his wrist appreciatively.

"Whatever. You just get on with your part, leave Draco to me." I finished heading out to my Common Room. (AN: Remember she's a prefect. I hate the concept but that's the story) to meet my prey.

HOURS LATER

HERMIONE'S POV

When I woke up I was in a comfy bed, with my whole body covered in blankets. Next to me, in a chair with his head bowed, was Ron.

"Ron?" I whispered, not being able to do anything else because of the aching pain I had. He looked up and noticed his eyes were blood shot and his face was tear stained. He looked like hell.

"Hermione? You've been out for hours! Are you okay? Who did this to you?" he said while kneeling down beside the bed.

"Harry." I said waiting for his almost instant reaction.

"HE WHAT! OH HE IS SO DEAD! WHY DID HE DO THIS TO YOU? WHEN? HOW DID HE HURT YOU?" he screamed with his face as red as ever and his hands clenched into fists.

"Mr. Weasley! If you won't keep your voice down I suggest you leave!" said an annoyed looking Madame Pomfrey from her office.

"Sorry." He said as he turned to look at me again, "Hermione, why did he do this to you?"

"Draco. He's jealous of him and he's angry that I chose Draco over him and he took out his fury in me." I said while looking into Ron's baby blue eyes.

"How could he? I mean, I don't like the idea either but you're happy and it's your life not mine nor his. You do what you want to do. Even if it is with Malfoy." he said in a tone of defeat.

"Oh, Ron. Thanks so much. I would hug you but my wrists…" I said looking down at my bandaged wrists.

"Don't worry. I'll talk to him tonight. If he doesn't calm down I'll tell McGonagall. He won't get in trouble anyways. He never does." He said while looking at his hands, "If you want, I'll tell Malfoy you're here. So he doesn't worry his pretty little head." He said in a mock singsong tone.

"Ha ha. Yeah, I'm really laughing Ron." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"Well, at least I made you smile." He said while flashing a smile. If he weren't my best friend, he would have been my boyfriend already, although I know he is crazy for me. "Oh, by the way, I found your wand close to you. It's in your bedside table." I looked around and spotted it right away.

"Thanks Ron. Bye." I said as he closed the doors and I laid down to sleep a dream filled sleep.

DRACO'S POV

I was sitting in the desk in my room, finishing up my Arithmancy homework, after a good nap. I finished it and decided to go and talk to McMillan in the Common Room or watch TV. When I entered the Common Room I was greeted by a not so nice view. Pansy Parkinson (aka: Slytherin Slut) was in front of my room's doorway and was about to knock when I opened the door. When I did, I walked straight into her face since she was my same height. She immediately grabbed the back of my head and pushed me towards her and she kissed me.

It happened so fast that I didn't react immediately so I just stayed there letting her kiss me. Although, contrary to popular belief, I never did like her, I must say, rather think, she is a good kisser. Much to my dismay Weasley was coming in the Common Room and looked at the display, like everyone else in the room. He didn't look twice and left just as I was pushing her off me. Shit.

"What in bloody hell do you think you're doing?" I screamed at her, anger boiling up inside me so much that I just wanted to punch her. I didn't, my mother taught me not to hurt a girl, under any circumstances.

She didn't answer my question and ran away with a look of pure satisfaction in her face. That girl is so dead. I just hope Hermione doesn't hear about this, or I'm dead too, but seeing as though Weasley saw it, she must already know. So I just went to my room, grabbed a coat since it was the middle of November and it was quite chilly and set out to find Hermione.

PANSY'S POV

I ran towards the Slytherin dungeons, satisfied with my work on Draco. Although I'm so over him, I can't deny that he is a damn good kisser, even if he isn't kissing back. (AN: Did that make any sense?)

When I got there I scanned the Common Room for Jones and found him sitting in a couch talking to Crabbe and Goyle so, I approached them.

"Jones, the first phase is done. Did you do anything to the mudblood yet?" I asked with a smirk on my face.

"No, but if what these 2 say is true then Potter might have already done my part." He said with an evil grin on his already ugly face.

"What? Potter? What did he do to his mudblood girlfriend?" I said a smile playing on my lips.

"He beat her an inch to death. You should see her. She looks like a zombie." Then he started laughing which added more ugliness to him.

"Yeah. Still, you do your job. Now you won't have to do it so much, thanks to Potter. Crabbe, Goyle, go look for Draco and make sure he doesn't reach the mudblood. Now." I said as I exited the Common Room finally letting myself smile, an evil and wicked smile that only resided n my lips when I had a malicious plan coming on.

AN: Sorry to leave it in a kind of cliffe but I'm tired of writing! I've been writing and thinking of what to write since 4 o'clock yesterday! Anyways people you know the drill, review! Thoughts, opinions, ideas, critics and maybe even flames. Anyways, I'll try to update sooner but school is hectic right now! 'Till the next one! Ciao, Alannah