Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot, Ariel, Will, Bellatrix, Tyra, Sehr Gut, Aurora, Matt, and anything else you don't recognize.

A.N: Hey well, the cliffhanger shall bother you no longer because... Here is the next part. TADA!!

Ps. The poem below is mine. I wrote it for class. Tell me what you think. Maybe I'll put one before every chapter from now on.

I See...

I look in the mirror,

But it's not me I see.

I see a girl trying to know who she is.

I see a teen,

No longer a child,

Not yet a woman.

She is not as loud as I want to be,

But calm and relaxed,

Ready to take on the world.

The girl I see is an image of the mask I wear,

Hiding who I truly am,

This girl, this face, is an image I don't want to see.

For once I just want to be me.

----TomIsMyMan 2004

Last Time: "Draco, why was Harry surprised to find out I'm going out with Matt, besides his obsession with him?" She asked the next morning.

"Um, well, I just found this out," He started.

"Matt has a girlfriend who lives in France, and who we know," he said quietly.

"Who do we know that lives in France?" she asked.

"Fleur Delacour. Do you remember her?" Harry said from behind Hermione.

"He's going out with Fleur? Part-veela Fleur?!?" she asked shocked.

"Yes, Fleur." Draco said quietly.

"And you didn't tell me!" Hermione said temper flaring.

"Look, I didn't know it until I went to save Harry from him." He added trying to be heard over Hermione.

"And you still didn't tell me as soon as you found out!!" her voice getting louder with every word, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to yell. It's just... I don't know. Maybe I need help. Maybe I'm just not meant to be in love." She ranted starting to cry.

"Wait. Why in the world are you crying?" Draco said confused.

"I don't know. I don't know anything." She turned into Draco's shoulder turning his bottle-green robes forest, "I don't know. I don't know. I don't know!" She screamed.

"Come on. We need to get you to the nurse," he said soothingly, "I think you're sick."

Taking her to the nurse was no easy task–he didn't even know where the infirmary was! When he finally found the infirmary the nurse, Madame Eleanor, told him to go back to his dormitory; she would tell him when she knew what was wrong.

The next day Hermione was found in her room crying.

"Umm Hermione? What's wrong?" Ginny asked, trying not to make her cry any more.

"Madame Eleanor said the test results that can tell me what is wrong won't be ready for a few weeks. I'm so confused. I want to know what is wrong with me now." She sobbed into her pillow.

"What type of tests did she do?"

"I don't know. I don't know anything anymore. Why don't I know anything? Why?" She started crying even harder.

Ginny walked over to Hermione's bed.

"Let's forget the tests for a little while the first ball is tonight! We need to get ready. Where did you put your dress? I get it out." Ginny said in an overly joyous voice. Hermione pointed to her armoire.

"Come on you need to get dressed then I'll do your hair and your make-up. Come on there's so much to do and so little time to do it!" She said pulling out her own dress, "Hurry-up!"

Hermione stood-up obligingly and put on her dress; then waited for Ginny to get ready so she could do Hermione's hair.

"Let's see shall we do it up – or down – or half-and-half?" she said playing with Hermione's hair (magically straightened).

Finally she decided on a French twist, did her hair, then did both of their make-up, and they still had a half-hour left until the ball. The guys were speechless when they walked into the common room. They waited for the ball to start drinking Coke and joking. The half-hour passed in no time.

They walked in to the ballroom at about 7:45. Immediately, Hermione found Matt.

"Matt, can I talk to you? Over there?" She asked pointing away from his group of friends.

"Uh, sure." He said uneasily.

"Do you have ANOTHER girlfriend?" she asked simply

"What? No!"

"Named Fleur?"

"Well, we haven't technically broken up yet."

"Well, heh, we have." She said walking away as "Leave (Get Out)" started playing throughout the ballroom.

Before Hermione arrived back at her group Bellatrix walked over to Draco, Ron, Ginny, and Harry.

"Still hanging around that Mudblood?" Bellatrix asked.

"Did you know that Ariel is Muggle born?" Ginny asked quietly.

"What? Ariel? You're a MUDBLOOD?" she almost yelled.

Bellatrix and her group stalked away arguing as Hermione walked over. When she got there, Ginny and Draco left to dance, leaving her alone with Ron and Harry, just as Bellatrix and her group walked back over.

"Look, I can see I'm not going to get Draco to stop hanging around you, or any of you, so; I guess I might as well get to know you. So, start over?" Bellatrix said.

"Sure, Hi I'm Hermione."

"And I'm Bellatrix. I love this song. Don't you?" Bellatrix said referring to JoJo's "Weak" that was now playing, it seemed like they were playing her entire CD.

"I like it, too. But I like 'Leave' better." She replied.

"Me, too." Bellatrix laughed.

"See? You two have a lot more in common than you thought." Draco voice broke through their laughter.

"I guess you're right – for the first and last time in your life!" Bellatrix replied

"Hermione, wanna dance?" Draco asked.

"With you? I guess you'll have to do; since no one else wants to dance with me." She joked.

"Well you could have danced with your boyfriend. What was his name? Matt?" Ron said.

"Matt? Matt Byrd?" Bellatrix asked

"Yeah. Why?"

"Ya, Ya, You, You're going out with him?"

"Was."

"He, hee, heeh, he's MY boyfriend!!"

"Do you know he is also going out with a girl named Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons Academy?" Hermione said nonchalantly.

"He what?" she asked shocked.

"He just doesn't know how to be a real playa." Ron said.

"And you do?" everyone started laughing, except Ron.

"That was so not funny."

"Umm. Yes actually it was and still is." Hermione said as she and Draco walked out to the dance floor.

"Hermione? Did you find out what was wrong?"

"When?"

"When I had to take you to the nurse."

"Oh. No not yet. She just took a few tests."

"I was thinking. Well, what if you're pregnant? I remember my mom having mood swings when she was pregnant."

"But you're an only child."

"Well, she got pregnant again but she lost the baby."

"Oh. That makes sense. But how could I be pregnant? I'm still a virgin."

"Well, remember that night when you stayed over at my house because it was too late to take you home?"

"Yeah, what are you saying? Are you saying you and I. That I... with you?" she looked scared, "Oh my GAH! O! M! G! My gosh! You took. You took advantage of me!!"

THE NEXT MORNING

"Professor McGonagall, ma'am, excuse me, but I'm supposed to escort Hermione to the Hospital Wing." Tyler, a seventh year Sehr Gut student, said a little uneasily. Tyler was tall with chocolate hair and icy eyes and skin that seemed to keep a constant at-the-beach-all-year tan. He was the perfect image of what Hermione thought was WAY hot!

"Ms. Granger, you know the homework. You may go." McGonagall said with a slight smile.

The trip to the Hospital Wing was a pretty quiet one-except when Tyler burst out saying,

"Er, are you the Hermione Granger that was in Witch Weekly a year or two ago?"

"Yes," Hermione was trying not to laugh-unsuccessfully, "You read Witch Weekly?!?"

"NO! It's just that.... Well....I saw your picture on the cover one day and I thought you were hot. So I took a peek inside to see what your story was about and well, yeah." Tyler started to blush.

"Riiiight! Whatever you say." She said with a sly smirk, as if she had dirt on him nobody else had.

"Ms. Granger. Your tests came back and all you had was a slight stomach virus."

"So, I'm not pregnant?"

"No, you are not."

"Thank God." She said exasperated.

On the way to the Café, Tyler asked her,

"You thought you were pregnant?" he asked rather shocked.

"Well, yes."

"But I thought you were the type who wouldn't sleep around!" Tyler said shocked.

"I'm not! What happened was this. I stayed the night at a guy friend of mine's house partially because it was too late to go home, and partially because I was slightly drunk. Anyways we kinda did sleep together that night, but we were drunk and nothing of the sort has happened since." Hermione said in one breath, trying to get it all out before they walked in the Café.

"Oh. Er.. you wouldn't want to go out with me would you? I mean you seem really nice and sweet and I've already said that I thought you were hot. Please."

"Sure. But umm, maybe you should meet the guys first. If they don't approve, neither do I."

"Well, Ok, I'll meet the guys." He laughed as they walked in.

A.N. Hey tell me what you think-about the poem and the story. I know this chapter was short but like I've been REALLY busy but I hope to get 13 out SOON! I want at least 100 reviews before Chapter 20! Umm. Sorry it took me so long to post but with school and Marksmanship (in ROTC where you shoot the gun!) but I'll try to get Chapter 13 out over Thanksgiving Break. Oh! Please hope that this really sweet, cute (maybe hott) junior will ask me out!! I need help, I think he likes me, like he flirts constantly, but when I was out sick my friend (whose a friend of a friend of a friend) asked him if he liked me and he said "I like her but not like that." Any ways I won't bore you with my life.....IF YOU PUSH THE LITTLE BUTTON BELOW AND REVIEW!!! There's also this guy who...PUSH THE BUTTON!... likes me...PUSH IT!... but I don't...PUSH IT!...Like him like that.....PUSH IT, please? You know I'll love you forever if you would just PUSH THE DARN BUTTON!!! I'm begging ::gets on hands and knees and begs:: please