A/n: Even though I did not receive my 3reviews I decided to write another chapter. I think its pretty ok. Its longer than usual. I hope you like it. I think I'm going to be writing longer chapters, because I found a way around rushing things. Even though I think I still did. Oh well! Enjoy!

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A/n 2: If you hate how people act in this chapter just let me know. I most likely won't change them because I like them like this, but I might consider it.

Reviewer of the Chapter: angelriseng85. My 20th reviewer!!!! This is dedicated to you. I hope you like it! Much Love!

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Hermione hasn't talked to me for days. Whenever I see her in the hallway or in our spot she quickly runs or avoids me. She hasn't looked me in the face ever since I left that note on her bed. I wish she would tell me what's up. I mean its really starting to bother me. She's avoiding me like a plague. It really hurts a lot.

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As I was walking down the hall a few days later, a hand grabbed me and pulled me into a closet. I could hear heavy breathing and something cold against my neck. A small light suddenly flickered on. I saw Harry standing there and a knife to my neck. "Swear to me you will leave Hermione alone. I know you raped her." He yelled.

"What are you talking about?" I screamed. So she was raped. Oh my god. I can't believe she didn't tell me. "I didn't rape her!" I felt the knife get harder against my throat.

"I know." He grinned evilly. "I did." He smiled. That look sent chills down my spine. "You and I are the only one's who know that I raped her. See...she thinks you, her sweet savior raped her. This is why she isn't talking to you. Magic is a beautiful thing. I used a spell to make her mind tell her it was you and not me." He laughed. He slowly rubbed the knife back and forth. I was certain my life would be over at any minute and Harry would have been successful.

"See you are going to pretend as if you did rape Hermione and that will lead her to me where I shall continue to have my way with her....got it?" with those very last words he pulled my head back and laid the knife against my flesh. It began to burn. "Got it!" he shouted again into my ear. "Because if you don't...I kill you...and your precious Hermione." His eyes began bulging and he got very red in the face.

"I got it." I whispered. I was defeated. There was no way in the world I was going to let him kill Hermione. He wouldn't, but even I knew not to mess with Harry anymore. Ever since the Dark Lord returned no one has messed with him. Even Snape has backed off. He laughed and backed off, but the knife slowly left my neck and traveled to my wrist. He slowly cut a thin line about and inch long on my arm. "Here's a reminder." He said as we winked. He quickly gathered up his stuff and left. I stared at him until he left.

I heard the bell ring from inside the closet, but I couldn't move. I felt as if I had lost all movement in my body. I was so in shock. Hermione thinks I raped her. Why wouldn't she see that it wasn't me? Then I remembered the spell. I had to find her.

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I heard the bell ringing signaling the end of class. I had sat in that closet for over an hour. Nothing seemed to click. Then I saw her. She was walking out of DADA with her head hung low and her hair in her eyes. She was staring at the ground while brushing furiously past people. I started to walk towards her but then remembered...she hates me. The reality hit me like a ton of bricks. She thinks I betrayed her. She thinks that I, Draco Malfoy, raped her. It's not like I can just walk up to her and be like "Hey Hermione...um I didn't rape you by the way." I had no words. I was completely speechless. She seemed so close, but one more glance made me realize she was so far away. I just stared at her. Some kids started talking to her and she smiled at them. See they didn't rape her. I didn't rape her either! I can't seem to get that out of my head. Harry has me convinced that I raped her. I stood against a wall and just stared at her. I thought maybe she might notice me as she got closer and maybe she would see the truth in my eyes. She walked right past me.

I spun around to see her running away. I was nothing more of a sick little bastard that played with her heart and then raped her. Harry on the other hand had no guilt. He could talk to her whenever he wanted. She wouldn't think any different of him because he didn't rape her. "OH GOD I DIDN'T RAPE HER!" I screamed aloud as I banged my head and hands against the wall. The whole hallway seemed to not even notice I was there. I secretly hoped she had heard me, but she was long gone.

The whole night I thought about her. I could smell her, I could feel her, but she hated me and there was nothing I could do about it. I didn't want her to die. I didn't want to die. Most importantly I didn't want her to die. I didn't want anything to happen to her at all. I'd never forgive myself. All that kept running through my mind was I raped Hermione Granger. I raped the love of my life. Harry brainwashed me. I can't just go up to her and tell her. I know Harry knows everything. He's got connections. She wouldn't believe me either. She's convinced it's me. I hate Harry. Even though she does to she doesn't seem to think he would hurt anyone...she's told me. I hate that dirty bastard for what he's done to us. He's jealous. I know he is. He loves Hermione and he can't have her, so he takes over her. There's got to be some way to make her remember that it wasn't me. It was Harry. She most likely doesn't even love me anymore. I've screwed up.

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The next morning the line on my arm stung with bitter pain. I knew Harry was reminding me of his secret and my doom. There was nothing short of obeying that I could do. You know sometimes I wish my father killed me.

Breakfast wasn't to good. Turns out Hermione's been accepted back into civilization is adapting well to it. Her new lover boy is looking after her. I scowled at him and he laughed in my direction. I was alone. No one liked me. I doubt Ron had any idea. I wish I could tell him. Then maybe things wouldn't be like this. I'm glad Ron's accepted me. I just wish Harry would have. None of this would have happened. I stared at my plate. Then I heard my name uttered from the Gryffindor table followed by outrageous laughter. I turned around to see Harry pointing at me. Hermione looked uneasy. Harry looked into her eyes and then he did the lowest thing in the world....the dirty bastard kissed her! I sat there staring at them with my mouth hanging open...so did Ron. She half smiled before pulling out a book and reading it. If this line wasn't burning so much I would have gotten up and decked Harry's lights out! I had to get out of there, so I quickly grabbed my bag and ran. I heard laughter follow me all the way into the hallway.

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I decided to skip classes that day. It just wasn't worth it. I had about 2 or 3 classes with them today. I figured I might as well save myself the misery. I laid on my bed the whole day with my head buried in my pillow. Around the time when classes would end for the day there was a knock on my door. I mumbled "come in". Pansy strode in ever so slowly. "What do you want?" I asked.

"Well...umm...I just wanted to see if you were ok. You missed all of today's classes." She said shyly.

"I'm fine...thanks for caring." I smiled as I turned around on my bed and laid on my back.

"Draco...I still love you. Even though you hate me. I never stopped loving you. I don't hate you. Can we at least be friends?" She pleaded. I stared at her. There seemed to be pure sincerity in her eyes.

"Sure. Why not." I smiled. She jumped on the bed and hugged me. I hugged her back. I guess it's good to have a friend. I moved over so she could lay down next to me. We both stared at the ceiling.

"Draco." She whispered.

"Mmm" I replied

"I know." She sighed. I immediately turned on my side.

"You know what??" I questioned.

"I know about you, Harry, and Hermione. Harry told me. He said if I told anyone he would kill me. Then he told me he told you, so I figured it was ok if I let you know that I know." She spilt as she continued to stare at the ceiling.

"I don't see why you and Harry are friends." I said I laid back down on my back.

"Were friends. I hate him. How could he do such a thing? Was I ever that evil?" she turned on her side to look at me.

"No...not really. I don't think anyone is come to think of it. It's really not fair. Everything was going so well. Now she hates me." I sighed.

"I'm sorry Draco. I really am. Plus I just want you to know that I accept you loving Hermione. It was hard at first, but I've grown up. I've decided to change my ways." She beamed and smiled at me.

"Well that's good. I'm proud of you." I smiled back at her.

"Yea. Alright well I'm out. I got a ton of Astronomy homework to finish." She said as she hopped off the bed. As she was reaching the door she turned and waved. I waved back as she shut the door. I guess I was wrong about her. She's defiantly changed. I smiled and drifted to sleep.

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I woke up in time for dinner. Thank God. I was staving! I headed downstairs. On the way down I was pulled into a closet on more time. Dear God. Ron was there this time.

"Draco...what the hell did you do to Hermione??" Ron demanded

"Oh dear. It's complicated, but I did nothing. I can't tell you the full story because I'm in fear of my life...unless you SWEAR you will not tell anyone!" I said to him.

"I won't! I swear. Now tell me what happened!" Ron demanded again. I told him. I told him everything. He stared at me in shock. "You're kidding right!"

"I wish I was. Now you can't act any different towards Harry or tell Hermione. Me, you, Harry, and Pansy are the only ones who know the truth. Hermione's still convinced it's me. I wish she could remember!" I screamed as Ron shushed me.

"I should kill him." Rom fumed.

"We all should...but everyone knows not to mess with him, so I'm not going to start now. You shouldn't either. Even though he is your best mate..." he cut me off.

"No...he's not. You're definitely my best mate now. Any one who would rape a girl is no best mate of mine. I swear, God forbid I rip his head off." Ron started punching his fist into his palm. I was starting to regret telling him, but he needed to know. At that second I felt the line on my arm burn. I screamed out in pain. It was so intense I burst out of the closet and ran to the John to run it under cold water. Ron ran after me. I was screaming like a mad man.

When we got there I ran it under cold water which didn't seem to take away the burn, but it somewhat numbed my arm. "What was that?" Ron asked.

"Harry marked me. He knows I told you. How? I'll never know." I screamed as I felt it burn again. Then suddenly it stopped. "Lets get to dinner."

When we entered the Great Hall everyone stopped. No one moved. They all stared at Ron and I. I slowly moved towards my table and all eyes were still on me. Then suddenly they all started laughing. I couldn't take it any longer. "SOD OFF! THE EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!" I screamed to my surprise. Pansy smiled at me. Hermione stared at her plate. Harry smirked. Ron dived into his chicken. I turned and walked towards my table, ate my food and left quickly.

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Once again that night I could not get her off my mind. Every dream revolved around her. Ever single thought. Even when I talked to Pansy that night all I could think about was her. It hurt a lot.

The next morning was even worse. When I was walking to breakfast I looked a little prouder. People moved so I could walk through, but I think people have a tendency to pull me into secret places. As I was about to turn the corner someone pulled me into a corridor. A light shone and I saw her face. Then those words that changed my life.

"Draco...I have something to tell you."

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So...chapter 9 is done! Yay! Lol. Much love to angelriseng85 again for being reviewer number 20!!! Ok so now you shall review.