DISCLAIMER: mopes around pitifully Don't own these characters. SOB

Since was down yesterday, I accidently wrote an extra chapter. Stayed up pretty late too...I hope you enjoy it. I don't know when my next update will be.


Slytherin Common Room (October 21)

'What exactly did that Weasley do to her?' Draco pounded his fist on the wall and screamed, waking up both Goyal and Crabbe.

"Oh, go back to sleep!"

Before another word was said, they both closed their eyes and were asleep. Draco stared out the window and squinted as he saw something moving towards the castle. His seeker reflexes (for his eyes) came in handy for spotting the owl.

'What's he doing here?' He opened the window and pulled in his parent's owl, Ka-Anor. (A/N: It's the evil God-eater in Everworld.) He saw the long parchment attached to it and pulled it out, patting the family owl on his head.

'Wonder what my parents are up to, he said as he opened the letter and started reading it. The first few lines nearly made him stop breathing.

Draco,

Your father and I heard about your break up with Pansy, and we, your father and I, are very ashamed of you. I am writing this letter as a warning, if your little rebellion doesn't stop soon your father is going to take you out of Hogwarts, permanently. I knew that Dumbledore was up to no good, filling your head with useless matters. I want a letter by the end of next week telling me you and Pansy are back together. And that you and that Hermione Granger are no longer seeing each other. I don't want to punish you, neither does your father. But, your actions now are going to reflect on the family for years to come. You don't want to have to tell your children that you were involved with someone whose parents weren't of decent blood. I hope to hear from you soon,

Mom

'Who told her? God, this is not good!'

He crumbled up the parchment and threw it into the fireplace, watching it catch flames as the letter burned down to ashes.

'What am I going to do know? I can't break it off with Hermione. I don't want to. I have no good reason to. She's better than any pureblooded wizard is, and there is no way in hell I'm getting back together with Parkinson! Who could have told them already? It hasn't even been a day. Who would have told them?'

He laid down on his bed, pulling his pillow over his face trying to get all of the horrible thoughts out of his head.

'It hasn't even been a day yet and everything is screwed up! I don't know anyone that would have told my...oh God! I can't believe I fell for it. That bitch!' He pointed his wand towards the flames, "Ante ignus!" (A/N: Okay, I've only taken Latin 1 so far, and all I could come up with was "Before the fire") The spell caused the letter to reform in his hands.

'I can believe I fell for it! It doesn't even have the family symbol.'

"PARKINSON!" He pointed his wand at the owl and it tried to fly out of the window, but Malfoy reached it first.

"I can't believe I forgot you were an Animagi!" He smiled; Hermione really had possessed his mind.

The owl, which Draco previously thought to be his family owl suddenly changed into Pansy.

"I'm giving you three seconds to get out of my face before I curse you!" Malfoy spat at her and she ran out of his room slamming the door behind her.


Gryffindor Common Room (October 22)

Hermione woke up, exhausted.

'God, what happened yesterday to make me feel this way?' She sat up and everything from the previous day flooded back into her head.

'Damn, I wish I could just stay in bed today. I don't want to show my face to either Ron or Draco.' She got up and put her robe on over her nightclothes. None of the other girls in her dorm were up, so she had the bathroom to herself. She went into the shower and turned it to as hot as she could stand.

'I wish I could drown all these thoughts away, start yesterday over, or even cry. I'm so exhausted I can't even cry. Either that or I've run out of them. I seemed to have used quite a bit up already.' She laughed at her crazy thoughts and just stood under the shower, not moving. Letting the hot water pound on her, burning her skin, yet making giving her a slight relaxed feeling.

"Hey? Are you alive?" A voice called to Hermione and pounded on the shower door.

"Yeah, sorry. I guess I must have spaced out or something. I'll be out in a second."

"It's okay, I just wanted to let you know that we're all going down to breakfast now. Oh, and if you need anyone to talk to, I'm here."

"It's okay, I'm fine. Really!"

With that, whoever was interrupting Hermione's attempt to escape reality left.

'Wait!' Hermione turned off the shower and walked out, subconsciously muttering a drying spell and putting on her robe. 'How did I get back to the dorm?'

She walked back over to her bed after grabbing some clothes so change into. 'How did I get into my room?' She asked herself again. 'The last thing I remember is being a complete idiot in front of Draco, then falling asleep on him. Did he bring me up?' She slipped on her skirt and tucked the uniform shirt into it. 'No, he couldn't have. Then who did? It could have been Harry. No, he's probably not talking to me because of Ron.'

She sighed and jogged down the stairs. 'Please don't be there.' She closed her eyes and crossed her fingers. The last thing she wanted to see now was Ron. She opened her eyes and scanned the room.

'No Ron in sight. Everything is going to be okay.' She walked across the hallway and over to the portrait door.

"Hermione!"

'What now?' She grumbled and turned around. She had to move back a few steps because she was face-to-face with Neville Longbottom.

"Oh, Hi Neville. What's going on?"

"I was going to ask the same thing." He folded his arms across his chest and glared at her. Something he had never done in all the years she'd known him. Well, not to her at least.

"What do you mean? Is this about Draco and me? Are you going to lecture me now because we're dating?"

Neville rolled his eyes, anther first. "Hermione, you are so selfish. Did you know that? Not everything is about you, okay. Other people have feelings to."

"What are you talking about, I'm not selfish." She was truly hurt by this statement.

"Because of you I got no sleep last night. None at all! Ron, who I was one hundred percent sure you liked, was crying all night...over you! You know, in the seven years since I've been friends with Ron I have never seen him cry in front of other people."

"What are you talking about?" She folded her arms across her chest and glared at him.

'How dare he talk to me this way!'

"I overheard Harry trying to comfort him last night, failing miserably by the way. Good thing knowing I'm not the only one that does that." He smiled for a second at the thought then continued glaring at Hermione.

"I respected you Hermione. Thought you cared about others, but I was wrong. You liked Ron, probably still do for all I know. But being the selfish girl you are you went after the first boy to show you affection...even though you hate his guts!"

At that statement Hermione stopped looking at Neville. 'Oh my God, he's right! I can't even look at him anymore. When did he get so smart?'

"Have you even realized you hate Draco Malfoy yet? You're smart Hermione, but you forgot one thing. It'll never work out! His parents are purebloods, yours aren't. When they find out about you they'll do anything to stop it. They'd rather kill their own son then let people figure out about this thing between you two."

'How could I have forgotten that. I can't believe I forgot about his parents. I am such an idiot!'

"Besides, I think you'll enjoy Ron a lot more. You've been together since first year, and it's what you both want. I know it's what you want, don't even try to tell me otherwise. I'm not as stupid as people think I am, you know."

He stopped yelling and her and his voice got quiet, "If you truly care for him, you'll let him go."

"Look at me Hermione!" He called to her.

She kept looking at the floor, didn't move her eyes, body, hardly even breathed.

He sighed and put his hands in his robe pockets, "I hope something I just said to you sticks in your head, because I can't stand you look at you right now." With that he stuck up his nose, he never did that to anyone, ever. Another first Hermione was experiencing from him. He left the Common Room without looking back.

"What have I gotten myself into?" She slunk back into the closest chair she could find and tried to cry, but nothing came out. She wanted to feel sorry for herself, drown in her tears, but it didn't work. She tried to block out everything Neville has just told her, but it was running through her mind.

'Neville's right. I am selfish! How could I have done this to either of them? What am I supposed to do now?'

She faked sick the rest of the day and hid out in her dorm contemplating what she was going to do about this mess she'd gotten herself into, dreading the meeting at the lake tonight with Draco.