Note that everyone hates: Yeah so...I know I don't update like I should but i'm immensly buisy doing better things most of the time so yeah...anyway this is going to be an extremly short chapter because...well...I said so.

In the weeks following their enamorous encounter Hermione had no chance to talk to Draco. Homework and her duties in friendships beckoned. The teachers weren't as leniant this year, and Ron and Harry had this odd paranoia thing whenever she was somewhere she wasn't 'supposed to be'.

True this was trying on her emotions, but she'd waited this long to earn Dracos affection, and she supposed she could wait longer.

She found herself pondering these things in Potions one day, turning over her options in her mind as she absently stirred the mixture in her cauldron (the board said the liquid was supposed to be bright red...but she supposed orange would do...). With a sigh she turned and glanced around, searching for Draco within the croud of students.

And there he was, locked in the arms of another girl whom she knew only from passing in the halls.

With a squeak of detest she dropped the spoon she was stirring with, her hands shaking too badly to hold it.

What did he think he was doing? Draco. HER Draco finding comfort in the arms of someone else? How dare he? She'd trusted him...she'd...believed him...all the things he'd said...the lies.

She exited the room before the tears came, shielding her face with her arm as she careened blindly through the hallway to the dungeons, finding sanctuary in a dark corner where the tears came full fledge.

Her body, convulsing with sobs, felt broken within. She'd believed him when he'd said all those things too her. How could she have been so blind? She'd cried over him so many times before...so many times before he'd even acknowledged her...but this was different. She'd thought that finally..FINALLY...he'd noticed her. And not just noticed but saw her for who she was...

.-X-.

And then, just as the sobs stopped and the sound of the classroom emptying reached her ears, Draco appeared, a grim look on his face.

The last person she wanted to see

After she had stood and began walking away she was caught with resistance as his arm grabbed hers.'Don't act so peeved Hermione...you know how these things go...'he muttered, avoiding contact with her eyes, the eyes that tears of pain were still clinging to.

'What 'things' Draco?'she asked, her face reddening.'Was last month just a 'thing' that sometimes happens? Because if that was what it was you could've told me...i'd feel MUCH better if I knew you used me at the beginning of all this!'she yelled, tears falling yet again from her eyes.

He simply shrugged and walked away, his cloak billowing behind him...

Other authors note at the end of the crappy chapter: Sorry to leave you hanging...but i'm not bored anymore...just tired