Wow. I got 38 reviews, and I think I'm like the happiest person on Earth. I love you guys so much, that I decided to make a new chapter every second I'm free, which is: early morning, when my cousin is sleeping or reading, when my sister is reading, and late at night. Alright, let's see chapter 4, shall we?

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When he opened her door, he was taken back at what he saw.

First, Draco saw a mess. There was no bed, papers were strewn all over the floor, and the room could have been easily mistaken for a dementor's home. Then, the most surprising thing in the unbearable room was his once love.

"P-Pansy? What the bloody hell are you doing here?" A humped figure lay beside the wall. Long, greasy blond hair flicked back, and a pale, tired face stared into Draco's cold eyes.

"D-Draco? Sw-Sweetie, h-have yo-you come t-to s-save me?"

"What are you doing at Granger's home?" he asked directly.

"Wh-why, w-what would I-I d-do here?" Not making anything better, she jumped up and nearly strangled Draco, trying to smother him with kisses and hugs.

"I-I knew y-you really loved m-me Draco..."

"No! Get off me! Do you remember why we even broke up? You cheated about me. Then, your reputation was too precious for you, and you lied that you dumped me. I realized that you have been using me for popularity and power. How dare you even think of TOUCHING me after what you did to me? And, what the hell are you doing here?!"

"I-I didn't mean t-to Draco, dear. And, I-I ran a-away from h-home b- because of y-you."

"I can't believe I actually had feelings for you. You know how torn up I was when I saw you nearly killing Goyle of your nonstop sucking and biting and... Well, Pansy, it nearly killed me. And I could never forgive you for that."

"D-Draco! No! I-I actually ran a-away to find y-you. I-I re-really liked y- you too."

"And that was the past Pansy. You liked me. I loved you. You don't like me. I don't like you. I can't trust you for anything you have done, Pansy. You have lost my faith. Why would you come running away to Granger's? Why would you want to find me if you don't even give a crap about me?"

Pansy dropped onto her knees. "I-I didn't r-realize that th-this was the G- G-Granger's... Please, forgive me Draco. Last year, I j-just wanted to show the g-girls h-how sweet you were. Really, please Draco, remember all the great times we had. You know we were meant to be."

"No! I-I can't believe you!" Draco threw Pansy's arm away from him. "Don't- Don't do this to me, Pansy. I, I promised myself I would never trust you."

"Th-then I would be better off dead than away from you!" She screamed and ran to the window. She thrust open the sliding glass, and put half her shivering body out into the darkening night.

"I did love you Draco, I really did." As she put her foot on the window ledge, Draco began to put his foot ahead of him.

"Pansy, what-what are you doing?"

"I can't stand to be separated from you."

"Pansy, no!" He reached out his had and grabbed hers. She shook violently.

"Let me go! I don't want to live in a world without you. I want to live beside you every second of every minute of every day."

"Pansy, are you bloody crazy?"

"Yes! I'm crazy in love with you, Draco!"

With the force of his hands, he pushed with all his strength, and led her back down onto the stained carpet. Pansy accepted his warm embrace.

"Please, Draco, don't say something like that to me again."

Draco sighed in response. He just held her in his arms, wondering how long it would be until he would regret this.

His answer came when the teary eyed Granger came into the room.

"Mal- Oh, my, god." Draco turned around quickly.

"Uh, H-Hey! Granger!"

"What are you doing here, mudblood?" Pansy asked in a completely different voice then the one she spoke with when she was with Draco. Hermione shot a sad look at her.

Weakly, she managed, "I th-think that's a question for me to ask you."

"Uh, Granger? Is-Is there something you need?"

She looked at Draco. She thought he had changed. She thought he had different feelings. She sighed.

"Yes." Giving Pansy a weak, evil look, she walked stiffly to her remaining closet. When she opened it, there was nothing except dead moths, dust, and a small note.

When God closes a door, somewhere, he opens a window.

Immediately, she looked at the wide open window in her room, and broke down once more in front of her greatest enemy.

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The car ride back was silent and long. All Granger was able to find was 11 pounds, (A/N: is that a lot? No idea.) 4 galleons, 2 shirts, and a pair of pants. Draco spent the whole ride listening to the soft sobbing in his back seat. He had never felt this bad for a person, especialy, a muggle.

"Uh, Granger? We're here." He was relieved to get out of the miserable car.

She dragged her tiny bag that held her possessions, like a small child carrying his blankie. She trudged along into the door of the grand mansion. She immediately went up the stairs to her small room, and stayed there for her usual mourning process. This time however, she was bothered by a knocking on her door.

"Well, Granger, I give you all my sympathy. I hope you feel better soon. You know, Granger, you do look so much better when you smile, and I hope I see that soon." He gave an enthusiastic smile and left her alone with a batch of bread and a large carton of juice.

Hermione managed out a small grin.

"See, Hermione, isn't that much better?"

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"...And Hermione, she's doing well?" Narcissa's warm voice spoke on the hot phone.

(A/N: Okay, so couple people read it when it ended there, but I looked on the site, and realized it was WAY to short. So those who read it short, please, read more.)

"Uh, yeah. A bit distressed, I tell yah, but I think she'll be okay." He managed out between the chews of the salty Cheetos.

"Oh, well, you are treating her well I believe?"

"Sure. I'm leaving her alone for a bit, dropping in once in a while to feed her.

"Good boy, now remember, she has my phone number."

"Yes, I know, you think I wouldn't?"

"Well..." He was distracted by a doorbell.

"Well, mom, hope you are okay. I gotta go. Have fun." and he clicked the "disconnect" button on the cordless. "Coming!"

Pansy stood at the door.

"H-hey Pansy." Without a smile, Pansy barged in.

"You don't mind right?" She asked, formally.

"Well, a bit, I was about to make some dinner." He started.

"Huh, why don't you let your mudblood MAID do that?" She asked.

"When did you find out? How..." He hadn't told her, and Granger definitely hadn't either. Gosh, he was so dead. Especially since Granger was right upstairs.

"Well, you know she is a bit, well, depressed and stuff, and well, I don't want to interfere..." he just hoped that Parkinson was still as stupid as she was.

"I'm not as stupid as you think, Draco." Whoops. "She's a mudblood. The filthy little know-it-all that we have enjoyed pestering for ages. Now, you are cooking her dinner, and covering up for her. Is something wrong here? Are you planning something without me?" she was nearly screaming.

He couldn't say anything at the truth in her words.

"Soon, I bet you'll be on the roof, yelling that you love this brat. You love me, remember that Draco. Or, shall I begin to tell the school about your crush on the mudblood?" She took a pebble off a fancy ceramic vase and threw it at a glass sculpture.

"No! It's just, I've been good to her because she has mother's number, and mother said that she won't be my maid if I'm not good. I don't WANT to be good to her."

Pansy looked briefly at the staircase and smirked. "Good, that sounds so much more like you." She grabbed Draco's hair and pulled him over. "And I liked that most about you, my dear." She nearly bruised his lips with hers as she crashed into him. Months ago, he would have been heaven, but for some odd reason, he didn't like this at all. He almost fell on his knees and thanked God when she moved her head out of his way, smiled, and left.

When the door closed, he shivered slightly, and turning around, he was met by a teary Hermione. Uh-oh.

"How much of that did you hear?"

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Sigh, sorry for the crappy and still pretty short chapter. Now, I still have to promise you a better and longer one soon...

Fine. I promise a better one soon... I guess. Right now, PLEASE let me take a break.

Love you guys!!