A/N: Yes, I know, where the heck have I been? Sorry it's been so long. Work has been absolutely crazy the past few weeks. I hope you enjoy the next chappie!!

Chapter 10

"Professor, can we speak with you for a moment?"

Harry, Ron and Ginny had met up with Dumbledore in the Great Hall just after dinner. They figured now, was as good a time as any to speak to him about Hermione. Her ignorance of the final moments of the battle was getting hard to ignore.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Weasley, what can I do for you?" he asked with a sweet smile.

"Er-well sir, it's Hermione, we believe she may still have a bit of memory loss from the Final Battle," whispered Harry.

Dumbledore raised a curious brow, "Do you, why is that."

"Well," said Ron, "she doesn't seem to recall the fact that Malfoy saved her from Lucius. She treats him as if he wasn't anymore a hero than anyone else."

Dumbledore listened in interest, slowly stroking his beard, "Ah, I see, have you tried to mention this to her?"

"A few times," said Ginny, "She looks at us like we have three heads."

Dumbledore nodded and let out a sigh, "Well, I am afraid, the only way for her to remember is to let it come back on its own."

Harry, Ron and Ginny looked at each other in confusion, "But Professor, isn't there some kind of spell or potion that can do that?" asked Ron.

"Of course there is Mr. Weasley, but, the best thing for Hermione is to let it come to her when she is truly ready," the trio still looked confused, "when it is time for her to remember she will, I assure you. Until then, I am afraid, all you can do is wait."

Harry, Ron and Ginny were making their way back to Gryffindor Tower, confused by Dumbledore's 'expert' opinion.

"So, we're just supposed to wait for her memory to just automatically come back, how does that make sense? I mean, what if it never does," said Ron.

Harry shrugged his shoulders, "I guess Dumbledore knows best."

"That's crap," squealed Ginny.

"Ginny!" exclaimed Ron and Harry together.

"Well, it is, I mean, what if Ron is right, what if it never comes back? I mean, there has got to be something we can do to-Hey Hermione!"

Ginny cut the conversation short as Hermione made her way towards them, "Hey you guys, I was just looking for all of you."

"What's up," asked Harry casually.

"Well, do you two happen to know why exactly Malfoy found it necessary to hit my boyfriend in Potions today?"

"Your boyfriend? Since when has Zabini been your boyfriend?" asked Ron.

"As of two hours ago when I helped him to the hospital wing. Now, I know you two have become friends with the little ferret, so, why did he do it?"

"He didn't say, he said we didn't want to know," said Harry and Ron nodded in agreement.

"Really? Well, I guess I will just have to ask him myself. Goodnight," she smiled sweetly at them and made her way to the Head's tower.

"Hey Hermione," called out Ginny.

Hermione turned around to her, "Yes?"

"Did you ask Blaise why Malfoy hit him?"

Hermione looked curiously at her, "Of couse I did, he said he didn't know, it just came out of nowhere, goodnight," she turned back around and continued to her tower.

Ginny looked over at Harry and Ron, "That's funny, I always thought Blaise had blue eyes, not brown."

"Huh?" stammered Harry and Ron.

"Well, he is obviously full of crap."

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Draco sat in front of the fire in the Head's common room reading his latest Transfiguration lesson. He heard the door to the tower open and watched as Hermione entered the room. He looked her up and down for a moment and returned his eyes back to his reading, "Have a good day?" he asked sarcastically.

"Don't give me that, that, nice guy bullshit, Malfoy!"

"Tsk, tsk, such language. Don't let Blaise hear you talk like that, he only likes sophisticated ladies."

"Shove it, Blaise likes me just the way I am, he is my boyfriend afterall."

Draco's eyes moved over to her in an instant, "Boyfriend? Did you say boyfriend?"

"Yes, I did," she said with a sweet innocence, "Do you have a problem with that?"

Draco shrugged, "None of my business," once again he looked back at his book.

Hermione huffed, "So, would be so kind to tell me why you found it necessary to punch my boyfriend today?"

Without looking up from his reading he answered her, "Why don't you ask him?"

Hermione put her hands on her hips, "I did, he said he had no idea, said it came out of know where."

Draco laughed, "Figures."

Hermione scowled at him, "What is that suppose to mean?"

Draco closed his book and looked over at Hermione, "You really think I hit my friends randomly?"

Hermione shrugged, "Why not, you are who you are, it shouldn't really surprise me."

"Then that settles it, I hit one of my best friends because I am a Malfoy and I don't care about anyone but myself, is that it?"

"Sounds good to me," answered Hermione as she crossed her arms, a look of defiance on her face.

Draco stood quickly, startling her. He grabbed his book and shoved it into his bag. He walked over to her, his face coming just inches with hers, "Someday, Granger, you will remember, and you will know just exactly how I feel about you, then, maybe then, you will stop being such childish twit."

Hermione watched him walk away and slam his bedroom door behind him, her mouth open wide.

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A/N: TOO SHORT!! I know, I apologize from the bottom of my heart! But, it's been awhile since my last entry and I hated that you all were loosing sleep wanting to know what was going to happen next...hehe...

I hope you liked what I did give you. I will try not to make it so long next time.

Please R&R!!