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A/N: I have no idea where this story is going, so bare with me if you're reading it. I know it might seem predictable, but hopefully I can write something interesting. Please read and review. Thanks to all those who reviewed, it mean's a million to me. To Annalyse Malfoy, Kate is in no way like me at all! :) So she can be based on you! :)

Chapter 3

Hermione was too stunned to blush.

"We've met already," said Kate, to Dumbledore. "On the train."

"Wonderful," smiled Dumbledore. He noticed Hermione hadn't moved yet. "Won't you take a seat?"

Still quiet, Hermione took a seat next to Kate.

"Headmaster, what's going on?" asked Hermione.

"Patience, my dear," he smiled, giving her a look to have faith in him. "The third person of this triangle will be arriving in 3 minutes."

Thought's rushed through Hermione's head. 'Third person?' she thought. The three sat in Dumbledore's very interesting office, demonstrating the saying "quiet as a mouse". Finally the silence was broken by what seemed a loud knock.

"Come in," stated Dumbledore.

As Dumbledore smiled at the "third person of the triangle", Kate turned and smiled. Hermione however looked forward for some reason. This situation made her feel uneasy, a first ever in Dumbledore's presence.

"Hello Dumbledore, Kate, Hermione" said a voice, and Hermione's blooded shivered. She jumped up out of her chair and turned to face her one and only enemy now that Voldemort was dead: Draco Malfoy.

"You!" yelled Hermione, drawing out her wand. Within in second's, she'd yelled out a curse that had knocked Malfoy to the ground. Kate rushed to Malfoy's aid.

"MISS GRANGER!" bellowed Dumbledore. "I'll not have you attacking my guests!"

"Guest?" roared Hermione, equally angry. "This person is not a guest, he's the enemy!!"

"You don't understand," yelled Kate, awaking Draco. "He's helping us."

"Helping?" said Hermione. She couldn't believe what was happening. "And what help was he when Voldemort was killing you Dumbledore? If I remember correctly, he was stopping me from getting to you, to HELP YOU!"

She ran over to Draco and pointed her wand to him. Kate stood and blocked her way.

"Move!" she yelled. "I swear, move!"

Kate didn't budge while Draco whimpered in pain.

"Hermione, listen," said Dumbledore. "You asked what Draco was doing to help? He helped me to stop you from dying."

"What?" said Hermione. "That doesn't make sense. Draco's evil, why don't you see it?"

"I understand your point of view, but trust me Hermione, Draco helped us. He saved your life."

Hermione glanced at him on the ground and then stared at Dumbledore. For the first time in her life her faith in Dumbeldore began to quaver.

"I don't believe it."

"Well believe it," said Kate angrily. "He told me all about it. If you had have touched Dumbledore or Voldemort, you'd be dead right now. "

Hermione looked at it logically. "Well if that's true, you and Voldemort must have been in a Granatuis Duel."

"Exactly," said Dumbledore, impressed by Hermione's knowledge. "You're smarter than I could ever imagine."

"Yes, I'm smart enough to not trust him!"

"Please, just let me explain. I can prove it to you."

Lowering her wand, Hermione glared at Draco.

"Start proving it!" she said, fuming.

As Draco tried to breathe, he was amazed by Hermione's confidence and power. When the occasioned called for it, Hermione was not someone to fight against.