You Don't Love Me

Chapter 11

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A/N: *bows down to all readers* I am shamed! I do not deserve any reviews for this chapter! I have not written more to this for MONTHS! I AM SO SORRY! SORRY! *Bows again* You can yell at me forever! I cannot stress enough how sorry I am! I want you all to like me again, so here is one extra long beautiful chapter dedicated to all that have been reading this story! And I just realized that this day is supposed to be Saturday, but let's pretend like it's Friday, and Halloween had been on a Wednesday, OK?

Draco looked down at the letter that had just fallen into his eggs. He raised a brow, slowly pulling it off of them. He picked it up, and read the front. It was from Hermione. He looked wildly up at her, and found her looking at him as well, and she looked away quickly, pretending to be submerged in a conversation with Harry, who was looking quite clueless.

Crabbe looked over his shoulder to see what he had gotten. "Another letter from home?" he asked stupidly, trying to pry it out of his hands.

"No! Let go, Crabbe!" Draco said hurriedly, yanking the letter out of his hands and shoving it down the front of his robes.

"Then who's it from?" asked Pansy, who was sitting across from him, absolutely fawning over him.

"None of your business," he mumbled, getting up from the table and walking quickly away from them.

Crabbe and Goyle looked strangely at each other, wondering for a moment whether or not to follow him. But they hadn't eaten yet, and the food in front of them was just begging to be eaten, so they stayed.

Draco mumbled to himself until he was out in the entrance hall about the privacy he deserved. Suddenly he realized how stupid he must look, mumbling to no one in particular, and stopped. He sighed, and took out the letter as he walked over to the marble staircase and sat down to read:

Malfoy,

First of all, I am sorry about the whole Lavender thing. I know you must be furious at me for not telling anyone the truth, but I promised Ron I wouldn't. If you want to, you can tell Professor Snape or someone, if anyone asks me, I won't lie. Go ahead and tell.

Second of all, I think you should know that Lavender has started spreading rumors about the two of us that I am not to pleased with, and I am positive you would hate. Ron is pissed at me because apparently I have been cheating on him this whole time with you.

This all leads up to the real reason I wrote this letter: revenge. I want sweet revenge on Lavender, and I know you want it, too, so don't lie. I know you hate me and everything, but, I thought that maybe we could do this together, you know, get back at her at the same time. You know, a chance to prove your innocence, and to give her what she deserves? I can already see you smiling.

The trouble isI don't have a plan. That's where you come in. I need your snobbery and expertise. Meet me in the library at 3:30. I'll be waiting.

Yours Truly,

Hermione Granger

Draco looked up quickly as the door to the Great Hall opened up. Hermione was standing there, smiling maniacally.

Draco stood up, a smile playing on his lips as well. "So, Miss Know-It-All, Follow-All-School-Rules-Or-Die-Trying wants to do something potentially dangerous and life-threatening to another student? And, even worse, she wants to get her worst enemy to help her?"

Hermione's smile just got bigger and more insane. "Don't even pretend like your not intrigued, Malfoy. You know you want to get out of those 50 points from Slytherin and double detention."

"I could get myself out of that mess. I don't need your help."

"Yeah, but what about Lavender's rumors?"

"I don't give a damn what the rest of the school thinks about me."

Hermione started looking panicked. "B-but, you have to help me!"

Draco seemed to enjoy seeing her panic. "And what's in it for me, exactly?"

Hermione raised a brow at him. "You're not serious"

"Oh yes, yes I am. I happen to have a great plan, but I wouldn't just carelessly give it to you, now, would I?"

Hermione looked crushed. "I don't have any money," she sighed.

Draco laughed out loud. "I don't want your money, Granger. I want" he stopped abruptly as Fred and George Weasley came bounding out of the Great Hall, and ran straight past Draco and Hermione, running up the marble staircase, taking no notice of them whatsoever.

Hermione and Draco glanced at each other with weird expressions, then both burst out laughing at the same time.

"Yeah, that was just a little bit strange" Hermione laughed, relaxing a little.

Draco smiled. Hermione was actually a pretty cool person. He gazed at her.

Hermione suddenly realized what he was doing. "UhDraco? What was it that you said you wanted?" she asked, trying to snap him back to reality.

"Uh" he said slowly, suddenly turning a bright shade of magenta. "I–"

That was when the bell rang. Draco walked off quickly, grateful to get out of answering. He had almost told her exactly what he wanted. The results of what would happen if that ever got out would be disastrous. He quickened his pace as he realized she was following him.

"Draco!" she called, then stopped pursuing him, staring after him as he walked down the corridor.

Draco rounded a corner and took a passage to the right, and suddenly was in the Charms hallway. He quickly sat down outside of Professor Flitwick's classroom and rested his head in his hands. He shut his eyes tight, trying to block out the tears. 'What is wrong with me?!'

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Hermione sighed, watching Draco walk out of sight. She shook her head sadly. What did he want? She would just have to wait till three thirty to find outthat is, if he showed up.

As hundreds of people swarmed out of the Great Hall, Hermione turned around and waited for Parvati. Harry had said he would talk to Ron for her, so Parvati and Hermione were not to wait for them to go to Transfiguration.

She spotted Parvati sandwiched between a group of third year Ravenclaws, and called out to her.

"Excuse me," she said as politely as she could manage to the third years, and pushed pass them to get at Hermione.

Hermione giggled. "There are too many people at this place," she said, and they both agreed. They joined the steady flow of people that went up the marble staircase and then thinned out in both directions. Hermione and Parvati, and the rest of the Gryffindors went left.

"Harry and Ron are talking," Parvati whispered excitedly, turning around to look.

Hermione turned around as well. Sure enough, Harry was whispering in Ron's ear. Looking around further she saw that Lavender was well out of ear shot, talking to Seamus Finnegan with a flirty look in her eye.

Parvati noticed this as well. She suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Parvati and Seamus had started going out about a week before the Halloween Ball.

"So, are you in? I figured we could hang out in the Three Broomsticks together for a little while, and then maybe spend a little time up by the Shrieking Shack" Lavender was saying to Seamus as they walked by.

Parvati's mouth dropped open. Hermione's did, as well.

"Um, Lavender? I am going out with Parvati, you know."

Hermione poked Parvati in the back so she would start moving so that they could continue listening.

"Oh, you don't know?" Lavender asked, and Hermione and Parvati recognized that evil glint in her eye.

"Know what?" Seamus asked. He looked scared.

"Well, I don't know if it's my place to be telling you this, but Parvati and Harry Potter have been"

Seamus stopped dead. "Have been what?" he demanded.

"Well, you know" Lavender smiled innocently. "I am so sorry, Seamus."

Parvati stared in hatred at Lavender.

"You lying son of a b*tch!" she screamed at Lavender, walking straight up to her.

Lavender looked alarmed. "Parvati!" she said, a bogus hurt expression on her face. "How could you say that?"

"I heard what you just told my boyfriend, asshole, and I know what you told me about Hermione and Draco is crap, too!"

Seamus and Hermione were both staring with shocked expressions. Parvati would normally never have done anything of the sort, especially in front of all the Gryffindors and a lot of other people.

"You are a fake, and a phony, and you have been lying to everyone! Tell them the truth!"

By now everyone had stopped to stare.

Lavender seemed at a loss for words. Harry and Hermione both had bemused looks on their faces. Lavender gaped at them all, forming nonsense words with her mouth.

Seamus smiled. "I'm sorry, Lavender, I don't think I'll ever be able to make it to Hogsmeade with you. My girlfriend and I will be busy that weekend. And every weekend after that. Good day."

And with that he grabbed Parvati's arm and walked off in the direction of Transfiguration.

Hermione smiled up at Lavender. "Gee, Lavender, it looks like your little plan didn't exactly work, now, did it? I suppose this means Draco and I aren't "going out" anymore?"

Lavender just continued standing there, trying to explain, but making no noise.

Ron walked right up to Lavender, leaned in as if to kiss her, and said, "We're through."

Then him and Harry walked off as well, and Hermione followed them. Soon the rest of the congregation moved down the hall as well. Lavender, however, just stood there until there was no one left. Then she ran to the common room and cried.

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The last class Hermione had on Friday's was Arithmancy. As soon as the bell rang at 3:00, she ran straight toward the library, wanting to get there early unless Draco turned up right after class as well.

She dumped all of her things on a table and took out her Arithmancy book, so she could work on her homework while waiting for him. But she didn't have to wait long.

Draco walked up to her table only a couple of seconds after she had opened the book.

"Is this seat taken?" he asked of the seat across from her.

"Of course not," Hermione smiled, and closed her book again, shoving it in her back, and dropping the bag on the floor next to them.

Draco smiled, a business-like look on his face. "What exactly do you want to do to her? Have Weasley dump her? Show the whole school how stupid she is?" He folded his hands in his lap.

Hermione frowned. "Parvati already did both those things this morning. She was flirting with her boyfriend and Parvati let everyone on the third floor know about all the lying she had been doing. What I really want is to get back at Lavender personally. I don't mean tell everyone the truth, but I don't mean spread some stupid rumor about her to get her into trouble with her friends. I wantI want"

She trailed off, looking at Draco curiously.

He had his head in his hands, and he seemed to be on the verge of tears.

"Draco?"

He let out a breath and swallowed, looking up at her. "S-sorry" he mumbled, looking embarrassed.

She continued to look questioning. "What's wrong?"

He tried to smile. "Nothing. I'm fine. Don't ask what's wrong," he said, and regained his business-like composure.

Hermione raised a brow, but said, "Ok"

"Ok, you want her to be embarrassed basically, correct?"

Hermione looked somewhat relinquished. "When you say it like that, it doesn't sound diabolical at all."

"Oh, you want something diabolical?"

Hermione nodded.

"Well, don't ask me! If you want something diabolical, you should ask the Weasley twins. They're the ones that are diabolical, not me."

Hermione sighed. "I suppose you're right. I just wanted to get you in on this."

Draco looked at her with no expression for a second. "I want to get back at her, too," he said finally.

Hermione smiled again. "So you'll help me?"

Draco nodded. "On one condition."

"What's that?" she asked.

"I want to be your friend."