A/N:Heyyy thuurrr! Thanks for the reviews, and I DO love you all forever. yeah uh this story is definitely NOT over...there's still a little conflict that has been left out UNTIL NOW. oh yeah, and the malfoy situation has to be resolved. So I couldn't just end the story there...we're getting there, though...all right ONWARD AND FORWARD!

Sunlight struggled to shine through the dark curtains as Hermione opened her eyes lazily. She flipped over to go back to sleep, and in doing so, found herself inches away from a pair of bright green eyes.

"Morning!" He said cheerfully. Hermione, wondering how she ended up in a bed with Harry, stared blankly for a moment. As if a blocked door had suddenly opened, Hermione found the events of last night rushing back to her. It wasn't just a dream....Harry was here.

"'Morning," Hermione finally responded with a smile.

"You hungry?" Harry asked, obviously starving.

"Sure," Hermione answered. "But can we lay here another minute or two?"

"Sure," Harry said, wrapping his arm around Hermione as she shut her eyes and kissed him softly.

"Where were you guys?" Ron asked, as they sat for breakfast ten minutes later.

"Library," Hermione responded quickly. Harry shot her a sideways glance, but nodded.

"Oh," said Ron, though his face clearly showed suspicions. "Anyways, I broke up with Lavender last night..."

"Oh no, Ron! I'm sorry!" Hermione cried.

"I always thought you could do better...you'll be all right," Harry said, trying to make him feel better, though obviously not succeeding.

"Yeah..." Ron said, gazing blankly into his pancakes.

"Well, we've got some news," Hermione announced, trying desperately to make Ron cheer up.

"Hermione and I are..going out now.." Harry said, unsure that Hermione should have brought it up at a time like this.

"Really? Good for you guys! I'm really happy for you," Ron told them, though something in his eyes wasn't quite right. Hermione frowned; Ron had been predicting they'd get together for the longest time, and Hermione thought telling him how right he was would lift his spirits.

"I've got to make it all the way up to divination, so I better get going. Bye guys!" Harry said as he left, but not before Hermione got a kiss on the cheek.

"Listen...er...Hermione..." Ron started, staring nervously at his plate.

"Yeah, Ron?"

"Um...can I talk to you later? It's kind of important. Is the common room tonight at 1:00 okay?"

"Sure, Ron...anything," responded Hermione, feeling kind of sorry for him.

"All right...yeah so I'm gonna go to class now, I'll see you later," Ron said as he stood and left the Great Hall. Hermione sat, worried about Ron. He and Lavender had been together for nearly six months, she could understand why he needed someone to talk to. Figuring she best not be late, Hermione finished off her pancakes and headed towards her History of Magic class.

"So um...I kinda wanted to talk to you."

Ron sat nervously picking at his fingers, as he sat next to Hermione on the couch by the fire. The clock struck 1:00, as Hermione yawned, still fairly exausted from the previous night.

"What about?" Hermione asked, trying to get Ron to talk.

"About me and Lavender, I guess. About why we broke up..." Hermione thought Ron was going to continue, but after a moment of silence, she was the one to speak.

"Well why did she break up with you?"

"She didn't."

"She didn't break up with you?"

"No, I broke up with her...." Ron said slowly, finally looking at Hermione.

"Yeah...you guys were good together, but some things just weren't right..."

"No, that's not it," Ron insisted, shaking his head.

"Well then why did you break up with her?"

"We were perfect together...she always made me laugh, and there was never a time we didn't have fun together. Maybe I was stupid to break up with her, but I just couldn't keep doing this to her," Ron said, as his eyes began to tear.

"Doing..what exactly?" Hermione asked, quite unsure of what he was talking about.

"Loving someone else," He said simply, eyes locked with Hermione's. Hermione still sat in confusion.

"I don't-"

"Don't you see, Hermione?" Ron questioned, desperate to make Hermione understand. Though she was the brightest witch of her time, Hermione couldn't quite be sure of what Ron was trying to tel her.

"I love you," Ron said at barely a whisper, as Hermione's heart sank. His eyes stared at her with such desperation, such loneliness.

"But-" Hermione began, finally finding words to speak. But Hermione was suddenly interrupted.

In an instant, Ron's lips were pressed gently over Hermione's. Too shocked to move, her logical thinking seemed to fail her. His tongue slowly pushed into her closed lips, as her brain suddenly unfroze. She was kissing Ron. This wasn't right at all; she had to do something.

"HOW DARE YOU!" a voice roared from above them. Harry stood trembling with rage at the top of the stairs, face flushed with anger.

"Harry, it's not like-" Hermione started desperately, though Harry didn't seem to care.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? MY BEST FRIEND AND MY GIRLFRIEND!" Harry yelled, running his hand furiouly through his hair.

"Listen to me," Hermione pleaded.

"How long has this been going on for?" Harry asked, his voice now dangerously low.

"It's not like that, Harry!" Hermione cried. "Ron, tell him it's not like that!"

"I love Hermione, Harry...I'm sorry," Ron said, staring at the ground.

"Ron, I'm sorry, but I don't want to be with you. I love Harry...Harry, I love you..." Hermione sid as she stood and walked over to where Harry stood.

"Didn't last night mean anything to you?" Harry asked as his eyes burned hot with tears.

"It meant everything to me! Harry, Ron kissed me! We were just sitting there talking and then..he kissed me," Hermione tried to explain, though Harry wasn't listening.

"I bet you wanted that to happen with Malfoy," Harry said outloud, though more to himself than to Hermione.

"What are you talking about, Harry?" Hermione asked, tears rolling freely down her cheeks.

"When I saved you from Malfoy...I wasn't really saving you, because you wanted it. You were probably upset that I showed up, because if I didn't..."

"I wanted Malfoy to rape me? Harry, you're talking nonsense now!" Hermione exclaimed angrily.

"I just never thought that either of you would sink so low. I hope you're happy," Harry spat before storming out of the common room. Hermione sat crying for a long moment before Ron spoke.

"Hermione I'm..sorry," Ron said quietly.

"I love him, Ron. Please just help me," Hermione sobbed. Ron nodded, knowing that he owed it to her.

"If you love him half as much as I love you, then I have just selfishly ruined something wonderful. You'll get him back, Hermione. I promise," Ron said.

"Thank you," Hermione whispered, staring at the door through which Harry had just left, hoping he might return in a moment with open arms.

Harry didn't know where he was headed, but rage lead him furiously further and further away from Hermione. She told him that she loved him. How could she sit there and lie like that? She had his heart in her hands and she crushed it. Pain stalked Harry as he continued walking through the dark corridors, silent tears dropping from his eyes.

A sudden noise from behind him stopped Harry dead in his tracks. Harry spun around as he heard...footsteps.

"Lumos," He muttered as his wand lit blindingly. The footsteps stopped as Harry began walking to where the sound had been just seconds before.

"Well," a quiet voice said from about twenty feet in front of Harry. He raised his wand as a dark figure revealed itself.

Harry's heart nearly stopped. His stomach gave a painful jolt as grey eyes glared at him from the shadows. As Malfoy steped forward, Harry saw he lookd worse than Harry had ever seen. It was obvious that he hadn't been eating well for quite some time, and his usually slicked back hair sat in a ratty mess on the top of his head. Blood was still crusted on his hairline, and he akwardly limped on his left foot.

"Malfoy," Harry gasped, staring at the mess before him.

"Potter," Malfoy responded, taking two steps forward. "Long time no see."

Did he have a wand? Harry couldn't quite remember...

"Looking for a weapon, Potter? I'm completely unarmed. You can take my word for it, or search me yourself."

Harry stared at Malfoy, wondering whether or not he should believe him. Why would Malfoy tell Harry that he was unarmed? What was he getting at? A moment of malevolent glaring went by, the suffocating silence hung heavy in the air. And then...

It was Harry who sprang first. Malfoy stepped back quickly, as Harry grasped hold of his robes and pulled hard, dragging both of them to the ground. From there, it was impossible to tell one from the other, each giving as many blows as they were receiving. Harry's glasses were suddenly knocked askew, as he was fighting now with instinct, and not sight. Malfoy tore Harry's wand away, as they heard it roll into the dark shadows. Neither could see the other as they showed no signs of slowing.

The only word flashing through Harry's mind was 'escape', and desperately, he searched for one. But there was no way out. Harry didn't even know where he was. If he could only knock Malfoy out like he did the last time...

THUD!

Malfoy's foot forcefully came in contact with Harry's head, making him freeze for a minute. A searing pain shot through his body, as Malfoy took the oppritunity to kick him anywhere else he could find.

'No...I can't let him win...' Harry thought to himself, struggling to stay concious. The pain was unbearable now, as a horrible thought crossed Harry's mind. 'I'm going to die here.'

But if he could face Voldemort, he could certainly take Malfoy. Not giving up the fight, Harry felt for Malfoy's arm, which he grabbed viciously. With a terrible crunch and a cry from Malfoy, Harry snapped his wrist, clearly breaking it. But the pain in his head pounded so hard, Harry's vision was still blurred. With a violent wave of pain, Harry flipped over and vomitted on the floor. Still trying to keep Malfoy away from his head, Harry looked up, and didn't believe his eyes.

A light. Small at first, but growing larger..coming their way. A feeling of relief swept of Harry. This was his escape.

"Here!" Harry tried to scream, but it meerly came out as a gurgle and a cough.

"Don't...you...dare," Malfoy breathed, wrestling Harry and finally pinning him to the ground. Malfoy grabbed his dark hair and raised his head several inches above the ground. He laughed softly as terror struck Harry. Malfoy slammed Harry's head to the ground, and Harry could taste the blood.

The light was growing stronger still, as Harry fought desperately to stay awake..Malfoy would surely finish him off before the person with the light could reach them. Harry sat on his knees for a moment choking, trying to cease his involuntairy swaggering. The light was there now, bright as ever, as Harry heard a voice say something. His head was pounding too hard to understand words, but through blurred vision he could see something bright red shoot from the end of the wand. Harry looked above the wand to identify his rescuer.

'Just..stay...awake...' Harry kept telling himself, blinking the blood out of his eyes. Harry felt as though his head were no longer connected to his body as he fought to remain concious. If he could only see who had the wand...

But the last thing that Harry saw before collapsing next to Malfoy's limp body was a head of violently red hair.

AN: Ahhhh hokayyyy....Man, i haven't a clue where that came from, but i think it worked. Meh, anyways...review please! I'll give you my first born child if you review! If that's not reason to do it, i don't know what is.

OH one last thing....I saw the new hp movie and I thought it rocked majorly..everyone's throwing the biggest hissy fit because it didn't follow the book exactly, but there were only one or two really big things that they should have done different...anyways the acting was brilliant and I love my harry potter...

And when did the weasly twins get hot? haha i'm totaly out of here now...just thought you might want to know what i thought about the movie..i don't know why you would..anyways review!!