Hey, I am really trying hard to get more chapters done, but I am currently experincing writers block... er- I hope to get chapter 7 up, but I think it'll take alot of editing. Sorry for the lack of romance so far... more is probally going to come in quite a bit later... The story is kinda slow to get into, but please keep reading! Thanks! Don't forget to review

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disclaimer: Sadly I don't own these characters... well I did make up lance, but I don't want him, cuz he's a jerk. So JK Rowling can keep him too!

Chapter 6- Saved

She didn't see Lance for the next 2 days. Then she found a note in her Potions book.

Hermione,

Sorry I haven't talked to you recently. If you can, meet me in the owlery tonight at 8:00.

Yours Truly,

Lance

'He isn't truly mine.' she thought to herself after reading the note. She put it back in her book and decided she would meet him there. He probably was going to ask about the Quidditch team now. This was her chance. 'Don't blow this.' she told herself. She was afraid she might screw up, let her friends, and herself down. It was her biggest fear. Failure.

8 o'clock came around quicker than she wanted it to, but she headed for the owlery anyway.

"Hermione!" He said lighting up. He planted a kiss right on her lips. She just tried to cringe, and completely show that she hated him.

"You wanted to meet me up here?" She asked forcing a smile.

"Yea, I've missed you, I've just been busy with Quidditch. I'm really stressed about our match against Gryffindor. Harry's a really great seeker." he started setting his plan into motion.

"Don't worry about Harry, they made Ginny the seeker now." she said softly trying to sound comforting, secretly starting her own plan.

"What?" he asked throw back by this.

"I probably shouldn't of told you that." she gasped pretend she'd let it slip.

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone… but why is he not the seeker. He's way better than Ginny Weasley." He asked very confused. Not that he was complaining, he could beat Ginny in a cinch.

"Well, Fred and George are gone, so they needed a new beater. Wood had always said Harry'd make a great beater, and the older team members remembered it. They wanted Ginny to be a beater, but she can barley hold up the bat." Hermione laughed, which wasn't true at all. Ginny actually was a beater now, and a good one at that. She seemed to of inherited Fred and George's talent for it, "So Harry's a beater now, along with Seamus. They are really good actually. Seamus wouldn't be a match for Fred and George, but Harry is amazing."

"Thanks, I feel better now. Actually Hermione I've been thinking about you, and I don't think things are going to work. I like you as a friend, but I just don't feel any sparks." Lance explained softly, pretending to try not to hurt her feelings. "Can we still be friends?" It was all so corny. He even used the "let's just be friends line." Pathetic.

"You… jerk!" She yelled to his face. It felt good, finally she could get her anger out… even if it was for a different reason than he thought.

"Hermione, I'm sorry." he said now in an icy voice. It seemed the real Lance wasn't very patient. She couldn't take it though. She had too much rage built up inside her. Before she could even think she slapped him hard across the face. Lance raised a hand to where she'd slapped him and the pulled out his wand. "Bitch." He muttered. Pointing his wand at her. She went to reach for hers put then she looked to see she'd dropped it when he'd kissed her. She went to pick it up but he blocked her and pushed her to the ground. She backed away from him and tried to reach for her wand, but her it was too far away. She couldn't get to it. Their were owls hooting loudly all around. She had to do something… fast, but what?

"Diffind-" Lance started, pointing his wand at her but didn't get to finish his spell.

"Petrificus Totalus!" A voice from behind him shouted. Hermione was in shock. She expected it to be Harry, Ron, McGonagall, even Snape! But instead she looked up to see none other than Draco Malfoy's steely blue eyes looking into hers.

"Mudbood, we meet again." He sneered. He looked up at him but at the moment he appeared to have three heads. The room was spinning all around her.

"Draco…" she murmured before passing out. She had hit her head when Lance pushed her down.

"Oh, bloody hell, I'm going to have to carry this mudblood all the way to the infirmary!" She heard a voice scoff and she was scooped up into his arms.

She woke up the next day wincing at the light.

"Hermione! We were worried!" Harry said rushing to her bed side.

"I'm fine. Just have a headache." she explained, "Did I miss any classes?"

"Just Potions it was dreadfully boring." Ron groaned, "He had us make this idiotic potion that took forever! Neville was beside himself for not finishing in time."

"Great now I am going to have to stay and make that up!" She groaned hating the thought of stay extra time in class with Snape. "How'd I get here?" She asked looking around as if she' just realized where she was.

"They said Malfoy brought you in, is he the one who hurt you!?" Ron asked accusingly.

"No… he saved me." she managed to remember.

"Saved you?" Harry asked.

"Lance was mad, I yelled at him when he broke it off with me…"

"Why? You hated him," Ron said.

"I was mad, so I figured I'd make sure it was believable. I didn't expect him to react by attempting to split me in half!" She exclaimed, "But Malfoy came in and put a body bind on Lance."

"Oh please, you make him sound like some knight in shining armor!" Ron laughed seeing the relieved expression on her face. "This is Malfoy, he was probably only up there to write a letter to his daddy, or to sign up for the Junior Death Eaters society." Ron added trying to talk her out of giving him any bit of thanks.

"Still he didn't have to stop him from hexing me." Hermione reasoned. Madam Pomfrey came in and in about an hour allowed Hermione to go. She decided to go down to the Dungeon to see about making up the assignment she missed. She walked down the hard stairs to the cold dungeon to see Snape sitting at his desk looking over papers.

"Professor…"

"Here to have another tantrum?"

"No, I was in the infirmary this morning, and I missed class," she started.

"So?" He cut in coldly not letting her finish.

"So, I was to there was an assignment, and I was wondering what I should do since I missed it." she finished raising her eyebrows.

"You'll have to make it up of course." He stated plainly. She knew that though, he was just being difficult on purpose. She decided not to let it get to her.

"When?" she asked shortly trying to keep him from taking points from her for no reason.

"You'll need a partner."

"Harry I think would-"

"I don't think so Miss Granger. I am not here to supervise you having a little pow-wow with Mr. Potter, nor Mr. Weasley for that matter."

"Well I can't think of anyone else…"

"It just so happens Mr. Malfoy had missed this class as well. Seems he was being questioned about the incident between the two of you."

'It wasn't between Malfoy and-"

"So you will complete the assignment together. After all you are partners in class anyway." Snape immediately after saying this turned his focus to has papers as if she wasn't there. She took the hint that the conversation had ended and left.

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