You Don't Love Me

Chapter 4

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Draco glanced up from his cauldron as Hermione and Harry walked in. He wasn't exactly sure what he felt about the whole ordeal, but he wasn't going to stand for DOUBLE detention AND 50 points from Slytherin just because he happened to be standing nearby when Lavender hit Hermione. 'Please,' he thought, 'please just let her tell someone that I didn't do it.'

Hermione and Harry went to their usual seats at the back of the class. Hermione sat down and immediately started writing on a sheet of paper. Draco watched Harry glance strangely at the piece of paper, then watched Hermione tell him off for it. He wondered what she was writing

After a minute or two, Hermione stopped writing and folded the paper. She got up from her seat and, to everyone's amazement, walked over to Draco and deposited the note on his table. His eye's widened and he looked at her strangely. Hermione smiled weakly, mouthed 'Sorry' and walked away.

Draco stared down at the note for a minute more, before finally getting up the nerve to open it and read what it said.

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Hermione smiled and walked back to her seat. Harry looked at her strangely again, and was just about to ask what it was all about when Snape made his grand entrance.

"Good morning class, I'm assuming you all have done your homework and read chapter eighteen in Magical Drafts and Potions. Please get out your outlines and turn them in to me," he said in his usual suave voice.

Hermione smiled again and took out her outline, making Harry gape.

"Hermione, he didn't want 3 feet of parchment!" he whispered loudly (A/N: Was that proper English?).

Hermione laughed. "But I couldn't understand what he DID want, so I just gave him what I thought he might like!"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Whatever" he sighed, taking out his 8 inch parchment.

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Malfoy,

Sorry about the whole Lavender and Ron thing, you shouldn't have gotten detention. I promised Ron I wouldn't tell the professors unless they asked. If you want to, you could get Professor Snape to ask me, I'd tell the truth.

Also, don't ask me why I'm being so nice to you, I think just because I'm pissed at Lavender and I want to get back at her. Thanks for, er, caring.

Yours truly,

Hermione Granger

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"Longbottom! How many times must I tell you, the powdered newt goes in AFTER the shredded fig!" Draco yelled at Neville. Snape had paired them up for punishment for loosing Slytherin so many points so early in the year.

"Oops," Neville sighed as the cauldron in front of him started emitting green sparks and sizzling.

Snape ran over to where the two were stationed. "He put in the powdered newt first. 10 points from Gryffindor, Longbottom." He smirked, and walked off to criticize Parvati and Harry.

Draco sighed. There were times in his life where he felt like the Slytherin he was, and other timesother times he wondered if he was in the wrong house.

As much as he was like his father, that's how much UN-like his father he was. Sometimes he felt like he was in the right place, but there was always this feeling of incompleteness deep inside of him. He couldn't explain it, he just knew there was something missing.

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"RIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG," went the bell.

Everyone filed out up the stairs from the dungeon. Everyone, that is, except for Hermione. Draco hadn't told like she hoped he would.

'Come on, breathe. You have to do this. It isn't right,' her brain argued.

'But he's just a Slytherin git and Lavender's your friend. So let them take 50 points from Slytherin. Let them give him double detention. He deserves it.'

'But he didn't DO anything! No, I'm going to tell, and I'm going to tell now.'

She sighed, as the last student walked out the door. She walked up to Snape's desk and cleared her throat. He looked up from the sheet of parchment he had been writing on.

"What is it, Ms. Granger?" he asked.

"Um," she said nervously, "I need to tell you something. Well, actually not YOU in particular, but someone, a professor, at least, and–"

"Ms. Granger, is there a point you're getting at?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes!" she said in a rush. "Um, the point is that, that Draco didn't hit me. It wasit was Lavender Brown. Draco was just standing near me. And you should tell Professor Dumbledore to give back the 50 points, and to take away his double detention."

Snape raised the eyebrow again. "And why didn't you tell anyone this before?" he asked maliciously.

Hermione frowned, a bit upset. "Well, because I wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do, and II wanted to tell you because I knew you'd believe me," she lied quickly.

Snape smirked. "Very well. I shall tell Professor Dumbledore. Now run along to your next class."

Hermione nodded and ran out the door. 'Well, that wasn't so bad.' 'You idiot'

A/N: Ok, what I MUST do now, is thank SophieBabe PROFOUNDLY because you've reviewed every chapter so far and it makes me HAPPY!!!!!!!! *cough, cough* anyways, I promise next chapter longer, hopefully, but, whatever