Hermione looked down. She took a breath and closed her eyes. Would she really jump? No, she couldn't, it just didn't seem right. She took a step back and turned around but then the ground below her fell and as did she. She was falling when she grabbed a hold of a rock sticking out. It wasn't very secure but it was something. Her pulse shot up every time she slipped a little more. She couldn't hold on and the rock was becoming more and more loose. She heard Ron from the distance and closed her eyes. Maybe if she were lucky he would think she jumped off, but no such luck.

"Albus, Albus get Mr. Goyle immediately."

"Of course Minerva, but why?"

"He helped Mr. Weasly, perhaps he would know where they are."

Dumbledore frowned and walked at a fast pace to the Great Hall. He looked down on the happy children eating. Then he picked up his spoon and hit it against his goblet.

"Settle down, settle down. Now some of you may have noticed that Ms. Granger hasn't been present for quite some time now. It's because of a misunderstanding between she and Mr. Weasly." At this Ginny's eyes widened and she bit her bottom lip.

"Mr. Weasly has kidnapped Ms. Granger. There is reason to believe that he has had help from a certain student. And it is vital that we know where he has taken her. For if we don't arrive in time I'm afraid that the worst may occur."

All the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were horrified and worried. Only the Slytherins were laughing, well all but Goyle. He was smiling uncomfortably.

"Mr. Goyle?"

"Yes Professor Dumbledore sir?"

"Can you please come with me?"

"Well actually I'm not done eating and-

"Now."

"Yes sir."

He never looked up and never stopped fidgeting or took his hands out of his pockets. He just nodded and kept to himself until the big question came up.

"Mr. Goyle do you know where Ms. Granger is?"

He stopped moving and paled up. He looked up and bit his lip. His week rasp reply was yes.

"He mentioned something about going to a cave in the mountains."

"Thank you Mr. Goyle some charges will be taken away for your help but I'm afraid you're still suspended."

"Thank you sir."

Dumbledore then quickly informed the teachers and they all set off.

Meanwhile Draco woke up in a confused state. He looked around awhile before realizing where he was. He shot up from his bed only to discover the pain in his stomach. Draco looked at a bottle of purple liquid then he reluctantly drank it, all. He got up and limped to get his wand and robes. He muttered a quick spell and the pain vanished for now at least. It didn't heal completely but it was enough to keep him alive and going. The blood still trickled slightly from his wound. He got up and summoned his broom. Then he quickly ran past the nurses while they were busy and set off to Hogwarts in search of Hermione.

He was flying past the mountains near Hogsmeade when he saw a figure hanging from the mountains. He flew closer to it, the closer he got the more detail he saw. He soon saw that it was a young woman with dirty blond hair in a short white dress.

Hermione couldn't hold on much longer and was slipping. She knew that she would fall and die. Die not being loved or cherished by anyone. She wouldn't have children or get married, or see the world or live to be eighteen. All these silly and pointless thoughts ran threw her head like she wouldn't taste a certain candy or have a cavity or buy a car etcetera. The rock that she was holding onto started to crumble and her sweaty palm made it harder to hold on whatever was left of it. Then just as she was falling someone grabbed her and put their hand over her mouth. Who could it be? Ron? She prayed it wasn't, but it couldn't be Ron was still up in on the cliff looking down for her she could see. So it had to be someone else but whom? Harry? Yes maybe Harry was here to rescue her, but yet it felt like someone else it didn't fell like Harry's embrace.

Draco was relieved that Hermione was all right. Though she seemed to be tired and a bit scratched up she was non-the less fine and safe. He brought her a little higher up but still hidden in the rocks and looked down at her.

"Hermione are you all right?"

"Draco?"

"The one and only."

"I'm so glad you're here," she exclaimed hugging her tightly.

"Ow."

"Sorry are you still bruised up from that fall?"

"No, Weasly stabbed me when I tried to save you from him."

"What?!"

"He had a butcher knife with him when he came to kidnap you, don't you remember after all he did put slashes in the shower curtain."

"Oh yeah, but you came to save me after I fell unconscious?"

"Yep I figured he might try to do something to you when he didn't show up for the Quidditch game."

"Oh are you alright doe sit hurt a lot? I'll make it up to you I swear and I promise I'll be nicer to you and-

"Look I was just paying you back for bringing me to the infirmary so relax you don't owe me anything and you don't have to put up with me and yes I'm fine," he replied coldly.

Hermione didn't say anything after all the way back. She was a little disappointed by his coldness. But she shouldn't have been so surprised, it was Malfoy. When they arrived to Hogwarts she thanked him again and left to her room. Actually they went the same way considering that they shared a common room. She changed into a light purple tank top and jean hip huggers. She brushed out her hair and put it in a ponytail. Later after a little nap she decided to face her fellow Gryffindors and got down to the Great hall, and she was hungry. When she made it down all eyes were on her.

"Hermione are you all right?"

"Did he hurt you?"

"Can I do anything for you?"

"If you need anything just ask."

"Oh you poor thing." And so on and so forth. Everyone was asking her if she was all right and if they could help it was annoying. She assumed Dumbledore told the school and she was very grateful but it was irritating after awhile. She sat down at the table and tried to ignore their comments and questions and focused on her plate that she filled with food. When she was done she decided to talk to the people who bothered to let her eat in peace.

"So what happened while I was gone Ginny?"

"What, oh hi," Ginny blurted out dumbly.

"Hi to you to."

"You didn't miss anything but we were all worried sick about you."

"I'm fine really guys," she replied to everyone who was eavesdropping on their conversation.

They all turned away except Harry and Ginny.

"Hermione I'm so sorry."

"Why Ginny you didn't do anything."

"Yeah I know but Ron being my brother I feel responsible and I always told him how much you like him so he would gain the courage to tell you how he feels."

"Ginny have you ever considered how hurt your brother would be if I didn't return his feelings? You had no right telling him that I liked him when you knew that I didn't."

"I know I'm sorry it's just that I felt sorry for him and wanted to boost up his confidence."

"It's all right I know you meant well but now you know better, after all look what happened."

"I know that's why I feel as if this is all my fault."

"Don't this is Ron's fault entirely."

"Actually Goyle helped," Harry squeaked.

"What do you mean Harry?" she said facing Harry.

"Well it was obvious that Ron couldn't do all those complicated spells that he did to get you so the teachers figured out who helped him."

"But Goyle is just as bad or even worse than Ron how could he have helped him?"

"Goyle got help from Snape."

"I knew that Snape didn't like me but he's a teacher."

"No Goyle said he needed help with the potions and spells and then he explained it to Ron."

"But don't they hate each other why would he help Ron?"

"Because they both hate you," Ginny and Harry said in a union.

"Oh great now I have a hate club that puts all differences aside just to cause me pain."

"Oh well Goyle's suspended and Ron is, well Ron isn't here."

"Wouldn't he be expelled for assisting Ron?"

"No because he helped find you. So Dumbledore didn't expel him."

"Oh, well I'm glad he lost some sleep over it."

"Who knows maybe when he comes back he'll be nicer to you."

"Fat chance."

After she talked to Harry and Ginny she went back to her room and fell into a restless sleep. She woke up and put on a white tee shirt and gray and black track pants. She didn't bother wearing makeup or anything fancy after all the trauma she's been threw she wasn't worrying about her looks that much. She was excused from her classes to catch up on the work she missed and to get a break. She went straight to the library and started on her work.

Meanwhile Ron was furious that she got way. He knew that this time he would need a superior help, someone who would spy for him and help him someone like..

While Hermione was working someone was watching her from the other end, hidden in the bookshelves. Watching her every move and gesture. That someone had plans for her BIG plans.