Disclaimer: I don't own anything....how sad.

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Draco walked through the halls the first day back to school after break, still feeling the piercing pain shoot through his back. won't it ever go away!?! He questioned quietly to himself. Although he knew he couldn't talk to Hermione anymore, that didn't mean he couldn't look at her. He searched around frantically for her. When he had taken his luggage back to their common room, he hadn't seen her or any sign of her.

"Draco! Lunch!" yelled Blaise as he ran past him, almost knocking him over. This would be the best time to look at Hermione since she couldn't necessarily see HIM.

"Hey guys." He sat down next to his little posse and scanned the Gryffindor table. He saw two flaming red-heads and knew she'd be there. Unfortunately Crabbe sat right in the way. "Danget" he muttered. "I'll....I'll be back. His father certainly wouldn't care if he made fun of the trio now would he? He stalked over to the Gryffindor table and eased over to the trio. "Hey Lo-"he stopped. Hermione wasn't there. "-sers." He finished slowly.

"Sodd off, Malfoy." Harry replied lazily.

"Where's the mud—"

"HERMIONE isn't coming back for a week. Vacation, you see. It's something REAL families go and do together because they LOVE eachother-" Malfoy stiffened as Ron smirked evily at his "clever" comeback.

"Oh shut-up, Weasely. Like you could even afford a REAL vacation." Malfoy smirked and left the Great Hall. As the doors closed to the Hall, Draco's smirk faded immidately. He was worried. She hadn't mentioned a vacation with her family.....

He trudged up to her room and stared at the empty space that held only a bed and a dresser. Something was tugging at his heart, telling him there was something wrong....but what could it be?

He was about to leave when something caught his eye. A piece of paper was sticking out of the nightstand drawer.....He took it and opened it. It was some kind of letter.

TWO DAYS LATER

Draco sat in his chair with his acoustic guitar with his head back as he strummed a quiet tune.

Beautiful

That's the word that you're made for

I am yours

Our lives are one now here we go

Walking hand in hand each day

Lord let our love grow strong, let the fire burn deep

Cause you take my breath away, you are-

Draco stopped and buried his face in his hands. He wished he hadn't read that letter at all.

A/N: I'm sorry it's so short, but I gotta go get ready for work!!