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A/N: Alright well here is chapter five. So VERY sorry for the long de-lay. Serious writers block with this story line. I just could not seem to get my point down on the page. Very frustrating and several deleted versions of this chapter. About three times I got to page three or so and was like… blah I don't like it… re-start! But I got my music and everything going right finally and spit this out of my brain… on with the show!

How Couldn't I?

"Oh you're a beautiful

A beautiful fucked up man

You're setting up your razor wire shrine"- Sarah Mclahlan's Building a Mystery

"Don't you think so?" Ginny noticed her friend staring off into space. "Hermione." The brown hair girl lightly jumped and focused her attention back towards the smaller red head.

"Huh? What?" The smaller girl furrowed her brow slightly before speaking.

"I said don't you think Luna and Ron have a very special friendship." Hermione noticed her friend wink. She looked towards the other red head at the table. The color in his cheeks matching his hair to a tee. She slightly smiled.

"Oh yes. Very special indeed." Hermione replayed. Ginny smiled at her and turned her attention back towards Dean Thomas who didn't seem to think so. Hermione began to once again pick at her dinner. She wasn't very hungry. Her mind was else wear. Mostly, focused on the blond haired Slytherin sitting in front of her. His back towards her sitting at his own houses table in the Great Hall. She was trying desperately not to stare. It didn't help that every few moments Ginny would try to drag her back into the conversation or rather argument she was having with Dean. It caused her to look across the table and become aware of the nuisance. And he was annoying her to no end at this moment.

He was sitting there with Crabbe and Goyle. Acting immature and disgusting. Ever few moments or so Pansy would gently squeeze his shoulder and Hermione had to keep herself from hexing the girl right then and there. Funny, Hermione had never seen herself as the jealous type but at this very moment she knew better. In fact a she was thinking of several humorous nicknames for the girl in her mind, causing a small smirk to spread across her face. 'Trashy Pansy, Drafty Pansy, ha ha good one,-um- hell just Pansy.' Her thoughts suddenly stopped when she saw the girl lean forward and whisper something into Draco's ear. Harry seemed to also notice this flirtation, rather he noticed Hermione's eyes widening to the size of a snitch. He quickly reached out and shook her shoulder causing her to turn towards him. She looked at the dark haired boy sitting next to her who was giving her a re-assuring look. After a few moments Harry smiled at her.

"No charge to Park-in-son." Hermione's smile spread before she outright laughed at her friends comment. Harry joined her and after there laughs died down she leaned forward and gave her best friend a hug.

"Thanks." She whispered. He pulled away and smiled at her.

"Anytime." He smiled back.

"What's so funny Harry?" Ginny said curiously. Both Harry and Hermione looked at her for a moment before they erupted into another outburst of laughter.

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Hermione slowly walked towards the library. Enjoying the quiet of the halls. Something she so rarely encountered at school. Yet she found herself wandering the quiet halls late at night more often lately. She knew why and she didn't pretend not to. Draco Malfoy had become an aspect of her life in several different ways in the last few weeks. Both accepting that there was much more to the relationship then hate. Both finding comfort in the other and an unspeakable understanding. Still, she couldn't believe that the one person she found herself comfortable with was someone she was supposed to hate. Even more so for him, she figured. She hadn't been breed to despise him, yet he was for some unknown reason fighting everything he had been taught. Even if he didn't love her, hell even like her, for him to kiss a muggle-born was nothing short of extraordinary.

"Ms. Granger." She turned to face the owner of the voice. Her heart speeding up as she did so. The look in his eyes somehow different.

"Yes Professor Snape?" she cautiously questioned. He looked her up and down a few times before the harshness of his features lightened. For the first time in her life she saw him without a sour expression on his face. She had the urge to take a picture knowing Ron and Harry would never believe her. No his look was not sour but, worried.

"Will you please step into my office for a brief moment? I must talk to you about something." She glanced around the hallway before nodding slightly. She wordlessly walked into the dark office and sat down in on of the large arm chairs. He followed suit and sat behind a rather large wooden desk cluttered with papers and quills. Her mind was racing and after a few moments she spoke.

"Did I fail the last paper Sir?" She barely was able to squeak out the question. She knew she should have added the other ten paragraphs she had written. This is what she got for listening to Ron and his rambling about overachieving. Snape smirked at her.

"No Ms. Granger your paper was sufficient enough to earn you yet another perfect mark." She let out a huge sigh and fell back into the chair.

"Oh thank God." She said earnestly. She knew Snape had never understood her need to perform perfectly and he seemed a bit surprised at her relief. After a second her mind snapped back and she sat up straight again. "Then what is it you need to speak with me about Sir?"

"About the new developments between you and your relationship with Mr. Malfoy." He stated knowingly. She stared at the man shocked. Her mouth slightly hanging open and the urge to run out of the room now stronger then ever.

"Um-what relationship is that Sir?" She said as innocently as she could muster. Yet even she heard the lie in her voice.

"Ms. Granger I will have you know the looks yourself and Mr. Malfoy have exchanged during my lessons are not only obvious but pathetic. Furthermore I have seen the lack of confrontation between the two of you completely disappear all together." She felt her cheeks slightly flush at his words. After a pause he continued. "I will have to ask whatever developing feelings you have for the boy to stop."

"What?" she didn't mean to say it out loud but it was her first reaction. Snape seemed, possibly for the first time, sincere with his next words.

"Ms. Granger you are one of the brightest witches I have ever seen." She almost fell out of her chair at this comment. She could have hugged him. "Therefore I feel I am able to trust you with this information. I have spoken to Headmaster Dumbledore and he agrees with me. Ms. Granger at the end of this year, when you finally graduate from Hogwarts, Draco with follow in his fathers footsteps. He with receive the Death Eater's mark and become a villain. It is in your best interest to stay away from him." He sat forward and rested his elbows on his desk. "Dumbledore knows it, I know it, and most of the wizardry world knows it. And know you know it." She felt her heart sinking.

"But, but if you know this then why do you allow him to excel at the school? Why make him head boy?" She questioned. A flash of guilt washed over Snape's face.

"That is my doing. For a long time I though Draco would see the truth but his father's brain washing was not to be undone. Ms. Granger you must end the relationship, you are very smart and I know you understand." And deep down in her heart she did. There was not getting around it, Draco was a bad guy. She knew it was a pointless fling and she finally had reason to end it. Finally had someone telling her no. She nodded in compliance to request before standing and leaving the room. She reached the door and turned to face him. She smiled at him.

"Thank you for worrying Professor." The look that fell across his face made her want to smile brightly. Complete and honest discomforted. She closed the door behind her. The moment she stepped into the empty hall her smile faded. She was supposed to meet Draco in the library. She looked in the direction of the library for a few moments. Her body screaming at her to go to him but her head telling her otherwise. She deeply sighed before turning on her heel and heading back to the Gryffindor common room. Ignoring the nagging feeling in her heart, listening to her brain. He WAS a bad person. She couldn't change him.

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The next morning she walked with her two best friends into the Great Hall her eyes automatically searching for a blond hairier boy only to find him not yet there. She felt a sudden wave of relief as she sat in her usual spot across from Ginny, smiling at the younger girl.

"Morning Hermione." She said brightly.

"Morning Ginny. Are you ready for you potions test?" The red head looked somewhat unsure.

"I think so. Your note cards really helped. Thanks." Hermione was about to tell Ginny that she had another stack she could review but was distracted when her eyes met a pair of pale eyes. Eyes she somehow knew so well. He was glaring at her, a cold glare that made her feel guilty. She would never say it out loud but it almost had a hint of hurt in it. Almost.

She looked away from him and turned her attention towards Seamus who was asking for special permission about something or other. Being Head Girl had not gone to Hermione's head, just her friends. She rolled her eyes at the boy who knew it was Hermione's way of saying, drop it. She looked towards the Slytherin table again and almost dropped her juice. Draco was not sitting with his back to her but facing her. Staring straight at her making her feel self conscious. His eyes so unreadable. She was going to look away when she suddenly felt brave and glared back at the boy. And that's how they stayed. Glaring at another, no one noticing but them. While they glared Dumbledore gave Snape a knowing look. Snape nodded in agreement.

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"Tisk tisk Granger." She looked up from her book. She had come to the library telling herself to study, but she knew the real reason. After three meals in the great hall of staring she had to talk to him. Lie to him about what was going on. He was connected with Voldemort and Hermione knew she couldn't let Snape's name be dropped what-so-ever. His life most likely depended on it.

"Tisk tisk what Malfoy?" She decided to be defensive instead of sweet.

"You left me all alone here last night. We had an arrangement I though." He was leaning against a bookshelf with his arms crossed. She turned her eyes back to her book.

"I have decided to no longer continue this-well whatever it is I'm an stopping it." She turned the page and continued reading. Her voice blank and casual.

"Oh have you Granger?" He questioned coolly.

"Yup." She looked up and smirked at him. Closing her book she stood to leave. Quickly. "So night then Malfoy." She walked past him but before she could make a clean escape his hand flew up against the other bookshelf blocking her in. She looked at him and rolled his eyes. "May I help you?" He glared at her.

"Well you can start by dropping the act Granger." And at that moment her senses complied with his orders. Her confidence slid out of her body and onto the floor. "What's going on? Two weeks ago you wouldn't let me walk away from this and now you get to give up?" He face was so very close to her own. She looked around the empty library and sucked in a breath.

"This has to end Draco." Her eyes suddenly burned. NO! she told herself. She would not cry.

"No it doesn't" he shot back quickly.

"Yes, yes it does. Draco we are on different sides." Her gaze reached his eyes and she wanted so badly to kiss him at that moment. To tell him it didn't matter. But it did matter. "You don't understand Draco. I have to go." She turned forward and tried pushing his arm away. In an instant his lips was hovering right above her ear. She could feel him smelling her hair lightly.

"I see you Granger." She closed her eyes as he said the words. Knowing he was right.

"You see nothing Malfoy." He lightly kissed her ear.

"I see everything. How couldn't I see you Granger?" His hand fell from the book case and turned her face towards his own. "I see you every wear in everything and you don't get to end this." She opened her mouth to fight back but was only met with his lips on her own. His tongue forcing entrance. She light moaned as he advanced his hands tangling in her hair. Her petite frame be pulled closer to his own. And it was her turn to have all though leave her mind.

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In Dumbeldore's office two men sat drinking a dark tea. Snape looked at the Headmaster and spoke quietly.

"What if, Maybe Dumbledore." The elder man looked at him and sighed.

"Maybe. It might work."

A/N: Alright review please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!