A/N: Hi everyone! I would like to recite a poem: I wrote a beautiful chapter for you. About rainbows, butterflies, and dream come true. But the goat went and ate it; you knew that he would. So I wrote you another one; fast as I could. Of course it couldn't be as great, as the beautiful chapter the stupid goat went and ate. So if you don't like the new one I wrote. Blame the goat! The goat is my two nieces who didn't eat the chapter, because that would involve eating the computer, which, thank god, they didn't do. They cut and pasted my tenth chapter there instead! Oh well. I shall write you a new one. By the way, the first one wasn't really about rainbows, wishes, and dreams the come true. More like sex, violence, and thought the ruin you! -

Disclaimer: Okay, the poem isn't even mine! Do you honestly think the characters are? No? Well...uh...good!

" Where is Draco," Harry asked as the new arrivals walked up to her. " Where is he Ginny! We told you to keep an eye on him." Ginny remained silent. " Tell us where he is Ginny."

Ginny pointed her thumb behind her, straight at door to the Room of Requirement. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, and Madame Pumfrey all looked at the door the red head had pointed at.

" In there," Ginny said as she put her hand down. " Draco went into there before I could stop him." Ginny sighed heavily. This just wasn't her day. " Then he locked so I couldn't opened it, and..."

" Well," Hermione said cutting Ginny before she could say the most important part. " then there is nothing to worry about. All we have to do is unlock the door. I'll do it."

" Wait," Ginny said as Hermione walked over to the door, pulled her wand out of her pocket, raised it at the door, and opened her mouth to say the incantation. " I have already..." To late.

" ALOHAMORA," Hermione said, perfectly, as always. She moved her wand the correct way, like she always did, then put her wand back in her pocket. She reached out her hand, and tried to turn the doorknob. " What?"

" I tried to tell you," Ginny said as Hermione stepped away, looking very much confused. " I already used the Alohamora spell, and it didn't work for me either. I don't know what to do."

" Maybe Hermione said the spell wrong," Harry said, though, as he said it her knew just how ridiculous that sounded. " Maybe she moved her wand wrong." Everyone stared at him. " It could happen."

" Harry," Dumbledore said calmly as he stepped forward toward the door. " I think we all know that is very unlikely. The chance that Miss Granger did anything wrong with that spell is very much near impossible. Let me try."

" Um," Ginny began to say, thinking that Dumbledore was about to try the same thing they had all just tried, and hoping that she could talk some sense into him; he had just seen it fail.

However, Ginny was wrong. Dumbledore did not plan to try to do the Alohamora spell. He, himself, said that it was not likely that Hermione said the spell wrong, so it was the spell that was the problem. Ginny found this out when Dumbledore, instead knocked on the door.

" Draco," Dumbledore said loudly. Ginny was surprised, she had never heard Dumbledore use anyone's first name before. " Draco, it's me, Dumbledore. Please open the door so I can talk to you."

There was a long pause, then footsteps sounded. They heard a strange noise coming from the door. The lock clicked, then the footsteps retreated until they weren't heard anymore.

" Should...," Hermione began, but she stopped. " Do you want us to go with you professor? We are his friends." Hermione sighed. " If you would rather us stay out here..."

" I would Miss Granger," Dumbledore said with a small smile. " I appreciate your concern with Mr. Malfoy, but I think that I should talk to him, and try to calm him first."

With that Dumbledore opened the door, and disappeared into the Room of Requirements. The other five waited and listened for any sound that might signal a break through.

" You aren't alone are you," Draco asked, he was pacing back and forth before Dumbledore. " There is someone out there; in the hall. I know there is someone. They are listening to us, you are helping them, aren't you?"

" Draco," Dumbledore said calmly as he rubbed his temple, being as patient as possible. " The only person I want to help at this moment is you. Something is wrong, what is it? Please tell me Draco."

" NO," Draco yelled as he stomped over to the door. " I will help you! Do you hear me, you aren't going to get anything out of me! I wont make it that..." Draco opened the door. " ...easy..." Ginny turned, and looked worriedly at him. " ...for you."

" Draco, are you feeling better," Ginny asked as she stepped forward. " I was really worried about you. Are you okay?" Ginny pause, and smiled weakly at him. " Draco, why won't you look me in the eyes? Wait! Where are you going."

Draco walked away, he didn't look at anyone else either. Ginny ran off to follow him. Harry was about to do the same when a hand stuck out to stop him. It was Dumbledore.

" Harry, I think we should leave this to Ginny," Dumbledore said with a smile. " She is a smart girl, and I think that Draco trusts her more than he wants any of us to know; understand."

" Yes Professor," Harry said with a small nod. " I think we had better get to class." He added to Ron and Hermione. " There isn't anything else we can do at this point."

" Wait Draco," Ginny called out, still running after Draco. " You can't just run off like this. Lets talk things out. I want to help you. I want to make things better." Draco sped up. " Please."

" You can't help," Draco called over his shoulder. " You can't help, because you aren't real. I'm just imagining you." Draco was about to run when Ginny grabbed his sleeve to stop him. They were now standing next to the lake. " Let go."

" Think about it Draco," Ginny said calmly as she took a step toward him. " If i wasn't real how would I ba able to be holding onto your sleeve right now. If I wasn't real, I wouldn't be able to stop you."

" You can't be real," Draco said pulling away from her. " You can't be real. You go against everything I know to be true. You can't be real. You have to be...you are not real! Do you understand! You are not real!"

" But I am," Ginny protested eagerly. " Draco, just...just touch my cheek, my hand, something. If you can touch me it means that I am real. Then you will know that I am real. You can trust me. I..."

" NO," Draco yelled forcefully. " I can't touch you. Don't you understand, if I try to touch you, and you really aren't real then I...I just can't Okay. I can't try to touch you. It will ruin everything."

" Trust me Draco," Ginny pleaded. " Please, just trust me. I promise you that I am real. I can't prove that to you until you trust me, and you prove that you trust me. You have to touch me to do that."

Draco sighed heavily. What was he to do? She would just go away at some point anyway. Why not just make it sooner than later. He reached his hand out to her, and his finger gently brushed against her cheek.

Draco stared at her, his hand still out. He reached toward her face again, and touched her cheek with his entire hand this time. Then he pulled her forward, and hugged her tightly.

" You're real," Draco said his voice mimicking his feelings of confusion. He was so happy, but at the same time so many other feeling were rushing to him he couldn't sort them all out. " You're real."

" Of course I'm real Draco," Ginny said as she pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes. " Not everyone is as evil as you make them out to be. There are evil people in this world, but I'm not one of them." Draco smiled at her. " Draco... I...I think that it would be best...if you forget about me."

The smile that had been playing on his face only moments ago disappeared, and Draco felt like his heart was being torn apart, but he didn't want Ginny to see that. So, Draco smiled and said, " Alright."

Draco sighed heavily, and sadly as he walked down the hall way toward the Room of Requirement. Ginny had gone to class, but he wasn't ready to yet. He needed to work things out still. His thought and feeling were blurring together to quickly.

It hadn't mattered to him whether Harry, Hermione, Ron, or Dumbledore were real. The only person he wanted to be real was Ginny. He knew she liked him, but they hadn't really talked about it yet. They had only left tantalizing hints for one another. In other words...they were flirting, but what she had said...

Draco frowned to himself. He didn't really mind that they were only flirting. He didn't need Ginny to be his girlfriend. All he needed was to see her smile, and know that he was who put it there. As long as he could make her laugh...

He paced in front of the invisible door of the Room of Requirements three times. What he really wanted was for Ginny to be in there, but he knew that wouldn't happen. She was in class.

Draco figured that Dumbledore would be in there though. Waiting for him to return so they could talk. Draco opened the door, and the last person he expected to be in there was.

" Hi Draco," Hermione said with a smile on her face. Draco stared at her with a confused look on his face. Harry or Ron he could see skipping class, but Hermione Granger? " Draco?"

" What are you doing out of class," Draco asked her, he walked over to a chair that he had thought up, and sat down. " I never thought that you would skip class, whatever you have must be a horrible class."

" Yeah, it's pretty bad," Hermione said nodding her head. " I hate Divination, I dropped out last year, so I don't have anything right now." That was a lie, she actually had Arithmancy right now, but since she already learned muggle math she figured it would be okay to skip on day. " I was waiting here to make sure you were alright."

" Yeah," Draco said with a smile. " I'm all right. I talked to Ginny, she always makes me feel better." Hermione scowled. " Hermione, what's wrong? Did you and Ginny get into a fight or something."

" No, not yet," Hermione said she sat down on a chair she thought up. " I just... Draco, I think I have feelings for you," Hermione blurted the last part out. " I have since summer."

" Okay," Draco said, this was unexpected. " I'm sorry Hermione, but I just...I don't think I have the same kind of feelings for you. You're a really great friend, but I like Ginny."

" This isn't about Ginny," Hermione yelled. " Everything doesn't have to be about Ginny. I hate that everyone always talks about her. All she does is cause trouble for everyone. In second year she nearly got herself and Harry killed."

" Um, Hermione," Draco said in a concerned voice. " Are you feeling well, I've never heard you talk about anybody. I never thought of you as a mean person. It sounds like you're about ready to hurt her."

" I am," Hermione screamed as she stood up from the chair. " Ginny always gets what she wants." Hermione was shaking with rage. " She could have gone to the Yule Ball with Harry if she hadn't have gone with Neville."

" I never thought of you as a violent person," Draco said, he was slightly taken aback. " Well, except for in our third year when you slapped me." Draco rubbed his cheek. " That really hurt."

" I am so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so," Hermione began, she took a deep, deep breath, and continued. " so, so, so, so, so, so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so sorry about that Draco. I really am."

" No, it's all right," Draco said smiling slightly. " I'm pretty sure that I did something to deserve it back then." Draco nodded his head. " Yeah, I just can't remember what I did."

Draco stood up. He was hoping to be able to think to himself, and that was kind of hard to do with Hermione around, especially since she was acting so...weird at the moment.

It was now that Draco noticed that Hermione was advancing toward him. This whole thing was very unnerving for him. Hermione was a bit scary when she was being...dare he think it...seductive.

She pushed him down onto of a bed that he hadn't noticed, but was pretty sure had been there the whole time. As Hermione leaned toward him his vision blurred, and suddenly, his mind slipped away to spare his from the pain again...

Draco seemed to be angry with Hermione when he had left the Room of Requirements. He hadn't looked at her as he dressed, and had said nothing when he left. It had been her first time, and she had enjoyed it.

Hermione stood up, and quickly got dressed. She left the Room of Requirements, and headed for the direction she knew the Slytherin common room was. She figured she should apologize after forcing herself on him.

She spotted him, and followed him into the Slytherin common room. Suddenly she was blinded as something green fly past her eyes. Hermione blinked a few times before she finally absorbed what she saw before her.

There was a poster with her face on it, and underneath it was written, Welcome Sister! She looked down and saw that she had a green robe on her. She was suddenly being ushered through the room, and Slytherins were shaking her hand.

Hermione was halted in front of two Slytherins that she knew all two well. Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson were smiling, not smirking or sneering, smiling, at her. Hermione rubbed her eyes and pinched herself to make sure she wasn't sleeping.

" Hermione Granger," Pansy said stepping toward her. " For passing our initiation we present you with this!" Hermione thought for a moment that Pansy was going to punch her, but she handed her a bit of Parchment instead. " Join me everyone, in welcoming our sister."

There was applause as Hermione opened the parchment with trembling hands. She read the parchment, and almost screamed in surprise, and not the good kind mind you. Hermione turned abruptly around, and ran from the tower.

She ran straight to the Gryffindor tower, and through the portrait past

some first years who were exiting. Hermione ran straight up to the sixth year girls' dormitories. She tore off the cape, and ripped the parchment up as quickly as she could before disposing it in the waste bin.

Hermione dropped onto her bed breathing deeply as she remember what the had been written on the parchment. She closed her eyes and tried to will it out of her mind, but it was no use. She saw the diploma, which had read:

CONGRADUALTIONS SISTER AND WELCOME

This diploma of recognition is being presented to Hermione Granger for completing the Slytherin house initiation of raping Draco Malfoy. The initiation was completed on 9/24 of her sixth year. She will henceforth be invited to all Slytherin parties, and outings. The other initiated Slytherins will treat her as one of them from this date of 9/24 on.

Signed Pansy Parkinson, head of the womens' dormitories, and

Signed Blaise Zabini , head of the mens' dormitories.

Now Hermione understood why Draco was so reclusive, and, not to mention, strange at times. It was because he was being raped repeatedly. It was no wonder her was so mean to them, he was hurting, and she had helped to add to that hurt.

She felt so horrible that she did not ho back downstairs for dinner, and pretended she was asleep when she heard Ginny's voice from next to her bed. Not moving an inch, save for breathing.

" Hermione, are you alright," Ginny asked as she stood uncertainly by her bed. When Hermione didn't answer, or move, she plunged on. " Er, well, Harry, Ron, and I, we brought you some dinner, in case you fell asleep. We didn't want to wake you up though. Since today is Friday and all. I guess your sleeping though, so I'll just take this food downstairs and offer it to anyone who wants it."

Ginny was in the process of turning when she noticed some ripped paper on the floor, and in the waste bin. She picked it up, and stuffed it into her pocket before leaving the room with the food tray she had brought in with her. She walked down to the common room.

" No luck I take it," Harry said as Ron took the tray from Ginny. Ginny nodded her head. " Well, just give her some time to get through whatever she is going through, you know Hermione. She doesn't let anything keep her down for long."

" Right," Ginny said as she turned away from him. " Er, I'm going to go to bed

now, I'm really tired. See you tomorrow Harry, Ron." Ginny walked up to the Fifth year girls' dormitories, and dumped the bits of parchment onto her bed. " Right then. Parchulous repairo(:::)."

The bits of parchment began to come back together, and un-ripping themselves. Ginny's eyes sped across the parchment, and absorbed the words. Her mouth hanging more and more open as she read on. Until finally she looked, and felt, as though she were about to throw up, and closed her mouth.

Hermione walked into the library, and looked around a bookshelf. On the other side was Draco, who seemed to have been trying his best to avoid him. Hermione held a book to her chest, preparing to read it. It was a green leather bound book slightly bigger than a diary might be.

" Hey Draco," Hermione said as she walked over to him. " Er...do you...er... well...do you mind if I...well...er...read here. I won't bother you, I swear." Hermione added quickly. " Er...do you mind?"

" Actually," Draco said snapping the book he was reading shut, and standing. He picked up his shoulder bag, and swung it onto his shoulder. " I do mind, thank you very much."

Draco walked around her, and made straight for the check out desk. Hermione waited patiently while he checked out his book, then followed after him when he left. He sped up when he realized she hadn't left him alone.

" Come on Draco," Hermione said as she ran up to him, and grabbed the strap to his shoulder bag. " I really need to talk to you." Draco pulled on his shoulder bag's strap in attempt to get it away from her. " About the other day."

Draco froze mid-pull, and glared at her for a moment before saying coldly, " Well, maybe I don't want to talk about 'the other day'.", and pulling as hard as he could on his shoulder bag, and succeeding in ripping it so all his books fell out.

Hermione and Draco crouched down, and began picking up books. Hermione picked up a green leather bound book that was slightly smaller than the one she was holding. She looked at it and realized that it was a diary, Draco's.

" That's mine," Draco said looking at Hermione, though, as she noticed, not sure which was his diary. Hermione handed over the book she had been planning to read, and, " Packulous repairo." stuffed it into his shoulder bag. " See you."

" I'm sorry," Hermione called at his back as he walked away. She noticed he didn't pause or show any sign of noticing that she had said anything to him. He rounded the corner out of ear shot, and sight. There fore not hearing Hermione whisper, " I really am sorry."

A/N: Wow! Have you ever had to rewrite something? Well, if you have then you must know how I feel at this moment. Sorry it took so long, to me it took long, but I was reluctant on rewriting something that I had already written. Oh well. Next chapter should be out soon. Oh and I bet you were wondering what (:::) meant. Look below and see.

::: Okay, you know how in the first book Hermione fixes Harry's glasses by using the spell oculus repairo? Well, oculus is a play off the word ocular which means, roughly, glasses, and repairo is a play off the word repair. Thusly, oculus repairo is ocular, glasses, repair. So, parchulous repairo would be parchment repair, and packulous repairo would be pack, bag, repair.