Author's Note: Thanks to the people who reviewed but I must say I got tired of this story so it might be confusing and it might have been rushed, but I needed to get it done. My computer had to once again get reformatted therefore I lost all of the good material I had written for this story a while back so I'm very sorry about the long wait. I'm posting all the chapters tonight because I need to get done with this story. Reviews would be nice considering I haven't had very many for it, but please no flames.

Chapter 7

Hermione woke up from a deep sleep in an orange room in silk orange and yellow sheets. She was sweating heavily but a cool breeze from the ocean water floated into her room.

Hermione stood up and went outside to look at the night sky. She was three days into this new world and already finding that her unexpected leaving on Europe was hurting her some what. She missed Draco…no, she told herself. She didn't miss him she just needed to get over him. She needed to free her mind of all her problems and that's why she was there.

Hermione went back into her new casa and started up the shower. She was burning up and needed to get ready to go shopping for lighter clothes. She had stupidly packed winter clothes. Soon after she got out of the shower she slipped on a jean skirt and a black tank top.

A knock on the door came and Hermione rushed to see who would be knocking the door so early in the morning. She opened it up and saw a dirty blonde, tan boy. He looked almost exactly like Draco except with, well, tan skin, dirty blonde hair and green eyes.

"Are you Hermione Granger?" He whispered in an American accent.

"Who wants to know?" She crossed her arms.

"Is this your cat?" He pulled on a leash and Crookshanks came into view. She sighed and took the leash.

"Thanks," she smiled.

"You're a witch aren't you? That witch from Hogwarts who killed someone's dad and almost got rid of Voldemort?" Hermione rolled her eyes.

"My friends almost got rid of him, I was half dead. But it looks like a lot of people know about it. So if you know you must be a wizard."

"Mason Underwood, I graduated from Elnora Academy in Chile. Valedictorian of my class, Quidditch seeker sense 2nd year and won every Quidditch game there was to play." He was a lot like Draco. "So, out of all the places, why did you come here? Hogwarts is the Academy every wizard or witch wants to go to."

"Too much drama. Too many problems, too much romance. All of my friends have a secret. How did you know this was my cat anyway?"

"My mother owns the place and only allows witches and wizards to stay here, occasionally squibs. She said you had brought a cat in a few days ago." He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked to the left. "Look, if you need some help with anything, I'm right down the hall."

"Why do you have an American accent?" Hermione asked ignoring his last words.

"My mom met my dad here when she came down for a witch hunt. She's from Salem surprisingly. They fell in love, got married and Mom loved the place so we stayed here."

"Mason!" A younger girl yelled. "This shower isn't going to clean itself!" Hermione grinned.

"Yeah, I know, Caylee! That's my younger sister, she sounds like my mom. She's probably your age. Do you, uh-" He pointed to his left.

"Yeah." Hermione said quickly and followed him to the next room. She saw a girl with dark, long, straight brown hair folding towels.

"God, Mason. It shouldn't have taken you that long to give a cat back to friggen' Wonder Woman over there."

"Pleased to know I'm a woman at least." The girl looked up and became wide eyed.

"You, your Hermione Granger?" she asked. Hermione nodded. "You look like you came out of one of Mason's swim suit model magazines." Hermione blushed and then laughed. "I think Mason found a good one this time." Hermione remembered…

"Sexy, Hermione. You could easily pass for a Slytherin if you made that eye shadow black." Amy said.

"Looks like Malfoy picked a good girl this time." Maura commented. "Maybe not too good, but definitely strong and smart."

"You forgot sexy, Maura." Amy said laughing.

Mason blushed. "She's new, be nice."

"Mason, clean that damn shower!" Caylee yelled after a short silence. Mason rolled his eyes, went into the bathroom and simply said "clean."

He came back out and stood beside Caylee. They had the same face and Caylee was just a little bit shorter then him.

"Oh screw this," Caylee said. "Fold!" She shouted. The towels folded their selves. "Pack!" They were magically put in the drawers. "Let's go do something fun," Caylee said and then went outside. Mason and Hermione followed her.

"She's louder then you are." Hermione whispered.

"You would be surprised. We Underwood's know how to party." The hot sand burned the bottom of Hermione's feet, making her walk in an odd way. He looked at her smirking in the same way Draco would. "Here, get on my back." He got in front of her and she got on his back. They followed Caylee through a forest of palm trees and to a party full of good looking boys and gorgeous girls. But they seemed like they were hardly women or men.

A blonde girl came within reach of Mason and smiled at Hermione. "Is this the girl, Mase? That you were talking about? The famous one,"

"I wouldn't exactly call myself famous." Hermione said grinning.

"She has the accent and everything, how fabulous. Introduce me, Mase."

"Oh yeah," He put Hermione down, on the cooler sand. "This is Loren McCabe." Hermione shook her hand and smiled as more girls walked up to her.

"Girls, meet the new Shaper Inn member, Hermione Granger." Loren said as a fast beat song started. She grabbed Mason's hand. "Oh my God, I love this song. Dance with me, Mason." Mason looked back disappointed. The other girls went to dance but Hermione went to sit next to a girl who wasn't the tannest or the prettiest. She looked normal.

"Let me guess, you like all of the other girls are obsessed with Mason Underwood but can't get to him." The girl said in a dull voice.

"No, he's obsessed with me, but he reminds me so much of Draco."

"Mason reminds you of Draco Malfoy?" Hermione looked at the girl and cocked her brow. "Draco Malfoy is like the complete opposite of Mason. Mason is nice and doesn't always speak his mind."

"How do you know what Draco is like?"

"His dad used to be everywhere and ever sense you killed him. Everyone comes here to get rid of their problems but they never really go away. I'm Gina Lloyd by the way." She forced a smile.

"I'm Hermione Granger."

"Look if you're going to look into a romantic type of guy, Mason is the one. Take him before you become acquainted with Loren. She's just about a slut and a half. Once Mason mentioned you, she said some nasty things." Hermione looked at Mason as Loren and the other girls dragged him around. "Mason isn't hard to charm if you're the right girl, take him back to your little place tonight. Maybe make out, but don't go too far. He's not the type of guy to think with his dick…all the time. I mean, he's only done like two girls. He's perfect."

"Thanks, I've never had better love advice." Hermione said from her heart. She got up knowing how to get Mason's attention. She leaned on one of the palm trees and looked up at the stars.

Draco looked out the window and sighed. Susan Bones was dull and wasn't like Hermione; she wasn't wanting to make out every two seconds. There was nothing fun about her.

"Draco, you haven't completed any duties in like two weeks. Neither has Hermione. I've spent my whole weekend just catching up." Susan nagged. Draco turned his head.

"Thanks, you're a doll." He winked at her and looked back at the stars.

"Draco, you've got to do something. I demand it."

"Sorry, I've got more important things to do."

"Like what?" Draco thought for a second. Look at the same sky Hermione might be looking at, he thought.


Hermione felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and saw Mason. "You know I'm not so sure about this place, maybe I should go back-"

"Don't go back to England." He said frantically.

"I was going to say my little house thing." Hermione said smiling.

"Oh, wow, sorry. Yeah, Loren is probably a little much. I'll walk you back." Hermione smiled and grabbed his hand. They walked in the hot sand again and Hermione skipped along.

"Why were you and Caylee up so late cleaning the rooms?"

"There's another wizard coming in soon and he likes his things perfect. Can't say that Caylee's spells make things perfect though." They reached Hermione's little casa.

"Well you're here," Mason said.

"No, we're here." Hermione said laughing bringing him through the doors and leading him into her room. They sat down on the bed and began talking.

"Was it really that bad at Hogwarts?" Mason asked.

"Terrible, you couldn't even imagine. Scars will most likely show your pain and all the weird things that go on there."

"Do you have…scars?" he asked. Hermione turned her wrist over and showed him the deep scars.

"Every girl I knew there had at least one scar." He took her wrist and touched the scars.

"I don't see how someone like you could be so depressed."

"Draco had his ways with me, as well as Maura and Blaise Zabini."

"Those three. I know Draco and Blaise, I've heard of Maura Farrell. I met them at a Quidditch Tourney over the summer. I beat them,"

"He told me about a cocky American," Hermione said grinning. Mason smiled and looked down.

"Me and Draco are nothing alike; I'd rather be here for a girl then get in her pants." He told her comfortingly.

"Draco couldn't resist sex, I heard you could though."

"I can, but I can't resist a kiss." Hermione leaned in and looked into his eyes. Mason gulped and then breathed. "Maybe, we shouldn't do this. I mean we just met and you've only been here for a few days." He got up and leaned in the door way looking over the ocean.

"What's wrong?"

"We just met, everything is watched around here. Everybody knows everything."

"Maybe your right, we can't set things off like this. We hardly even know each other. You're a good person, Mason."

"I have one question though?" He turned around and looked at her. "Do you think that trouble of someone going through your head followed you here?" Hermione blinked. She hadn't thought about that.

"No, I'm too far away."

"I wouldn't want anything to bother you at this retreat."

"Yeah, well you know. I plan to go back in a year. Shouldn't be too bad." Mason bit his lip and nodded.

"Well if you go back sooner, can I come with? I've always wanted to go to Europe. It would be fun and I promise Loren won't be there."

"Sure," Hermione answered, smiling.

The next day was different from the others; Hermione actually had something to do. She was lying out on the beach in a black bikini Caylee had loaned her. Hermione looked at Mason and smiled as he pushed Caylee into the water. He ran back to the shore before Caylee could get him. He walked up to Hermione. "Why won't you come in? It's so much fun."

"I had a bad experience with water." She told him.

"Oh, let me guess, at Hogwarts."

"Yeah, almost got washed away into a friggen door." He was confused. "Someone flooded our bloody school." He shook his head laughing and then suddenly grabbed her hands. He pulled her into the chilly ocean water. She screamed and laughed.

"It's so cold!" Hermione whined.

"It's not that bad once you get used to it. It might be winter where you lived but it's so warm here. Why not embrace the water?"

"Because it's freezing!" He spotted out Caylee talking to some local surf boys up the beach and then looked back at Hermione. He took her hand once again and pulled her close to his body. Hermione became infatuated with what he was doing.

"Just because it's freezing doesn't mean it can't get warm." Mason said grinning at her. He looked over her and saw Loren and some of her friends. They were looking at the two in the water. "Great, Loren's here."

"Don't move," Hermione said putting her arms around his neck. Mason was surprised but smiled anyway. "If you don't like Loren, don't pretend you do. Kiss me," She demanded and he followed. Mason smiled one more time and then kissed her. His lips were warm; making goose bumps spread all over her body. She hoped he had them too. He pulled away and looked in her eyes, his hot breath made more goose bumps on Hermione. Romance glittered in her eyes, but jealousy raged in Loren's voice as she splashed towards them.

"Hey Wonder Woman, get off of him. He's not yours." Hermione looked back.

"What is up with all this wonder woman crap, I am not a wonder, and hardly a woman. But why should I get off him if he won't get off me? And he's not yours either, so I suggest you leave us alone." Hermione looked back up at Mason and laughed. She looked back and Loren was still glaring.

"Bye!" Hermione said.

"This isn't over," Loren turned around and left them. Mason looked down at Hermione and laughed.

"You have a lot of friends here, don't you?" he asked.

"Well I was the most popular girl in Hogwarts. What can I say?" Hermione laughed. She looked into his eyes and her smile faded away. His did as well. She put her hands on his neck, his hands lingering on her hips. Soon there was little space in between them and then there was none. Mason kissed her hungrily his tongue finding its way into her mouth. Hermione returned his kiss and opened her eyes as he slowly pulled away.

"You're a great kisser," Mason whispered. Hermione's eyes sparkled.

Caylee came dashing up to them, splashing water everywhere. "Getting a little cozy, Mason?"

"Just a little, go away." He splashed some water at her.

"Can't, you have to come with me. The surfer boys over there," He and Hermione both turned their heads. Caylee smiled at Hermione. "Yeah aren't they hot." Mason splashed more water at her. "I was kidding, but anyway, they said that there's a strange stick in the water creating sparks and shooting green things towards them."

"Oh my Lord, how many wands do people have to lose. By the end of this year over a jillion wands will be found in the water! I'll be there in a second." Caylee ran back up to the surfer boys and Mason looked down at Hermione.

"You can go back to your place; it'll take awhile to get that wand out of the water without being electrocuted or something weird like that. But if you want I'll stop by and we can continue where we left off."

"Sounds like a plan." Hermione said smiling. They walked up to the shore together before Mason left her with a kiss on the cheek. The surfer boys looked at her as she got her stuff together.

One loomed towards her and she stood up straight. "Hey, were on vacation from Houston. We were wondering if you could show us around because your looking good splashing around in the water." He tried to keep back a laugh and then looked back at his friends.

"Hmm, really. Well I don't really know the place that well either, maybe you could show me the courses."

"Hoohoo, looks like we got a static one here."

"Yeah almost," Hermione turned around about to leave when she felt the boy's hand slap her butt. She slowly turned around dropped her stuff and slapped him.

"Don't you ever touch me again. Don't ever talk to me again or else that little stick you were complaining about will be up your ass!" She grabbed her stuff once again and watched the boy walk off towards his friends.

"Dude that girl is crazy."

Hermione walked back up to her casa and set all of her stuff down. She sighed falling down on her bed. She wondered what Draco was doing.

Draco headed down to the Great Hall with Amy by his side. They had become close friends when Hermione had left so suddenly.

"How has your day been so far?" Amy asked.

"Same as always, boring and depressing. All this snow is getting to me and the fact that Hermione is gone. I wish Maura hadn't got that part. Hermione would have stayed. Aside from my complaining, how did your day go?"

"Ron was like all touchy feely with me in Divination, it made me feel uncomfortable. So I snuck out of the class and went to bed for an extra hour." Draco laughed.

"Looks like we got a bad ass on our hands."

"Not too bad, I've got to keep my image as the perfect little Angel of the house!" She hopped onto his back and smiled. "You're supposed to be the Devil, not me." They entered the Great Hall to see a fight breaking out between Harry and Blaise.

"Looks like you're going to have to break this one up." Amy whispered getting off his back, her hand trailing off his neck. She walked away and Draco watched her. He turned his attention back to Blaise and Harry. He slipped through the crowd and pushed Blaise away from Harry.

He took Harry by the collar angrily and pinned him against the wall. "What the hell are you thinking, Potter? Blaise could kick your ass."

"Yeah, listen to the mud blood lover." Draco turned around and punched Blaise in the jaw. Blaise fell to the ground and girls screeched.

"Shut up, Blaise. You know nothing,"

"I know you were in love with Maura when you were going out with Hermione. How sad, they both left your sorry ass." Tears stung Draco's eyes. "Go cry some where else, where pixies cry because men sure don't cry."

"You're not a man if you don't cry," Amy's voice rang through the Great Hall. She grabbed Draco's hand, and two apples in the other, dragging Draco out to the entrance hall. "I told you to take care of it, not punch Blaise in the face."

Draco went to speak but Amy shoved an apple in his mouth. "I don't want to hear it. You have other things to think about, like that test you failed in Herbology."

"Hermione," Hermione turned her head to see Mason standing in her door way. She smiled as he walked towards the bed. He sat down next to her and she sat up. She put her hand on his face and kissed him. Mason kissed her back and then pressed a smile against her own. "What do you want to do?" he asked.

"I have no clue," But right away she pushed Mason on the bed and got on top of him. She kissed him passionately. He pulled on her top, trying to take it off. Finally it was on the floor. She looked into his eyes and tugged on the brim of his shorts. His green eyes were taking over her mind. Just like Draco's eyes would.

"What Herbology test? I didn't fail anything," Amy led him to the Herbology green house.

"You did too." Amy led him to the back and tugged on his hand. Draco's body slammed against hers on accident. His breath was hot and heavy as it spread across Amy's neck.

"You're not drunk are you?" Draco asked. Amy laughed.

"No are you?" Draco grinned.

"I might be if this is real."

"Well then I guess you are." Amy nuzzled her face into his neck and kissed him lightly. "But I'm sure as hell not." Draco lifted her face from his neck and kissed her.

"Why did you bring us down here? It's way too cold." Draco said in between kissing. Amy snapped her fingers and the door clicked with many locks. The Herbology plants and desks disappeared and many different carpets lined the floors. A bed with red sheets and pillows appeared out of nowhere. A fire burned in a fire place, crackling and filling the green house with warmth. Amy pushed him towards the bed and then onto it. Draco pulled her down on top of him and looked into her sparking brown eyes.

"Are you scared?" Amy asked. Draco didn't say anything. Of course he was scared. He wanted to be loyal to Hermione, he wanted to love her forever, but she didn't want to love him back. Amy smirked. "There's other things happening in the world, Draco, but this is happening between us." She was right. Draco kissed her and then she smiled at him.

"I think about you all the time." Amy whispered. She kissed his neck. "I need you all the time." She got on top of him and then kissed him again. "And tonight your mine." Draco was loving his life but hating it at the same time.

Hermione woke up, still exhausted though. It had to be early. It was still dark but the sun was rising slowly. She sat up and looked to her side. Mason was there, sleeping silently. She brushed the hair out of his face and he twitched a little. She wanted to kiss him but knew it would wake him up.

Hermione got out of the bed and slipped some shorts and a t-shirt on. She walked outside feeling the hot sand beneath her toes. What was she thinking the other day? Sleeping with a boy she hardly knew? She was crazy; of course the same thing happened with Draco. She just hoped Mason wouldn't betray her.

Hermione walked into the cold water, letting it burn her feet. She wondered how Draco was doing. She wondered if he had gotten over her, or into trouble. She wondered so many things that couldn't be answered.

Draco lay awake staring at the stars, Amy asleep next to him. He felt he betrayed Hermione in so many ways already. But he didn't belong to her, so he was free but in a way he felt chained up, locked in a prison cell for something he didn't do. Just because he kissed Maura. She left and was probably falling in love with some Brazilian boy. He didn't even know if she was in Brazil.

He had to find her, he couldn't let her fall in love with some one else. It would be a true love story for them, he wouldn't let her live like that. He would save her from the problems she faced and he would love her like he should have before. Draco got up, put on his clothes and ran to Dumbledore's office.

Waiting at his desk was Dumbledore his self. Draco was messy and he seemed out of place in this office, he felt out of place there. "I've been waiting for you, Mr. Malfoy. And I know what you want; you want to go to Brazil to find Hermione. But I couldn't let you do that. You will have to wait for her to come to you."

"Dumbledore, she's probably falling in love over there with-"

"Someone exactly like you, but imagine what this will do to Amy Brooker's heart. Yes, Hermione has fallen for someone exactly like you by the name of Mason Underwood. It will be before graduation before she comes back because she can't break Mason Underwood's heart like you would break Amy's heart. I play fair in the game of love."

"Yeah but if you loved someone wouldn't you go get them instead of waiting."

"Maybe, if I didn't have another girl who wanted to be there for me."

"So you're saying I can't go?"

"Graduation is sooner then you think. And don't think that Hermione's not done with her problems."

February came soon after the New Year had started and the days in Brazil seemed to get hotter as they burned with passion.

Mason held onto Hermione's hand never wanting to let go, watching the waves. They were officially boyfriend and girlfriend and everyone hated Hermione for it. Minor head aches made it hard to cope with Mason's emotions towards her though. He was so caring and when her mind throbbed Mason couldn't be more annoying about it.

"Do you think we were meant to be together?" Mason asked.

"I think a lot of people are meant to be together for a certain time to learn about love, but then when they let go of that person, they find who they are truly meant to be with. We probably are meant to be together."

"I was just thinking, if we are, maybe we could eventually get out of this place. Go to New York maybe; take a walk on the wild side." Hermione watched the surfer blonde boys kiss their girlfriends and then make fun of them and then kiss them again. It reminded her so much of Draco.

"Yeah, that would be fun. Maybe have kids of our own, get married, watch those kids grow up, have their own kids." Mason smirked. Caylee walked up to the lame couple.

"Hermione, you have a phone call." Hermione let go of Mason's hand and sprinted to her room wondering if it was Draco. He hadn't called her at all or even written her.

Hermione picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hermione," Draco's voice sounded like angels singing.

"So you finally called?"

"I hope you aren't mad at me and I truly am sorry for everything I ever did to you. Dumbledore told me to wait, but I couldn't. I cracked,"

"I've been waiting for this phone call forever, Draco. I don't care if your sorry, well I do, but, oh my goodness, there's so much to ask. How have you been?" Hermione seemed to be pacing and her heart was racing.

"Blurry, I'm together with Amy."

"Draco, you are not?" Her excitement ended.

"No listen to me, I hooked up with her but all I could think about was you. I tried to get Dumbledore to let me come and find you, but he was too concerned with Amy's heart."

"Draco, it's nice to know that you wanted to come and find me, but Amy's there. But what ever happened to Ron?"

"Ron broke up with her. They got in a huge fight about how she was always wishing she had her other guy friends with them; like Matt and Brad and Kyan."

"Ron's such a drama queen. Besides, you can't come and get me right now. I have my own relationships." Hermione said, guilt flowing into her words.

"Oh, that's right; you've got Mason Underwood there. Look, I've got to go, but I hope your finally getting some relief from all the pain here. I love you, bye." He hung up before she had a chance to say anything. She turned to see Caylee standing in the door way.

She shrugged and crossed her arms. "I know how it is to let go of somebody, I won't tell Mason." Hermione blinked and nodded.

Later that night Hermione sat at the front desk across from Mason. She played with a pen, bored. Mason stared at her. She was beautiful and he wanted to smother her with love. He didn't know what was wrong with her.

Hermione's eyes finally met Mason's. But his eyes left hers as Loren walked in. He stared at her like he stared at Hermione. What was going through his mind?

Loren walked up to the front desk. "Are you two coming to my birthday party tonight? Everyone's invited." Hermione and Mason were both surprised. They thought she hated both of them. "It starts at 9:00 the school. You should come," Loren smiled and then left them. Hermione looked at Mason.

"Are we going or not?" Mason asked. Hermione was deciding, she knew something bad would happen. She knew they would make fun of her or that she would get drunk and pass out.

"I guess. But don't you have to work?"

"I'll get Tino to work some of the night. We'll be back at midnight." They walked across the stone pebbles waiting in line like everyone else, holding hands unlike everyone else.

Hermione suddenly felt a sharp pain in her foot and an elbow jabbing into her stomach. She realized that a drunken guy was tripping backwards. Mason let go of her hand and pushed the guy forward. The guy turned around, appearing to be much bigger then Mason.

"Hey, man lay off, I didn't do anything."

"You pretty much beat up this girl here, you drunk ass hole." The guy looked at Hermione and she instantly recognized the face. The surfer boy.

"Mason, stop it. It's okay. I'm not bleeding,"

"Yeah, listen to the girl." He looked back at Hermione and smirked. "Damn, big boobs, nice hips, turn it around girl." He took Hermione by the arm.

"Let her go," Mason grabbed the boy's arm. But he proceeded with turning Hermione around.

"Leave me alone." Hermione struggled to get out of the grip.

"Let her go!" Mason yelled pushing him again. He still didn't let her go.

"Get off of me!" Hermione screamed.

"Let the girl go," A deep familiar voice said. Hermione felt a strong grip around her arm, pulled her away from the surfer boy. "If you touch her again, I will break you like a twig." She looked up and then in back of her. Mason grabbed Hermione from the other guy.

"No hard feelings, man." The surfer boy left.

Hermione looked at Matt thankful it was Spring Break. Maura hid behind him not knowing if Hermione would slap her. She was the reason Hermione was driven to leave Europe.

"Maura, my best friend." Hermione whispered. Maura came out of hiding and hugged Hermione. Mason shoved his hands in his pocket and looked away; he was very intimidated by matt.

"I'm Matt, Hermione's friend. And that's Maura," Mason looked back and nodded.

"I'm Mason Underwood, Hermione's, uh, what would you call it. Listen I hope you two didn't have something going on because that would probably make you a little jealous and I definitely don't want to make you jealous because that-"

"Me and Hermione have never even really hugged, I don't think. But Maura and her made out so, whatever fits your size."

Finally they got into the party, the music was cranked, it was hot, smelled like beer and pot, sweaty and smelly and crowded. Mason stood in back of Hermione, wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her safe. She liked the feeling though.

Matt grabbed Maura's hand and spun her around to the Latin music. She laughed and danced like all of the other Braziln's in the party. Hermione smiled as a sweaty Braziln walked up to her and took her away from Mason. His hands lingered on her hips as they rocked back and forth to the music.

"Mason Alexander Underwood!" A girl called out. He turned around to see a drunk Loren, no a hammered Loren. She saw Hermione and laughed. "What is she doing? That silly mud blood."

"Loren, give me this," He said grabbing the beer from her. She pulled it back and then threw it on the ground.

"You are ruining my night, Mason. It's not all about you for once. It's not about your girlfriend," She turned to look at Hermione and then saw Maura and Matt dancing. "Who are those two?"

"Maura Farrell and Matt Harkins,"

"Oh, I have no idea who they are. Well invite them and your little girlfriend to the back room where all the VIP's come." Mason cautiously nodded and then walked over to Hermione.

"Hey, do you want to go to the VIP room with your friends, Loren invited us." Hermione stopped dancing and then walked over to Matt and Maura telling them to go with her. They four of them followed Loren into a room full of Loren's friends. Half of them were passed out. Hermione grabbed Mason's hand worried.

They all sat down and Loren passed them a beer. Mason didn't drink his but Hermione and Maura took a sip. Loren smiled at Matt but he didn't smile back.

"So, you two are from Paris, right?"

"Sure," Matt said.

"That's awesome. I lived in the States for about 5 years, and then moved to Paris for 5 years and I've been here ever since. Isn't it great?" She glared at Mason. "Drink up Mason, don't be a spoiled brat."

"I have to work tonight, so I can't be drunk when I get back."

"Who's a party pooper, Mason's a party pooper!" Hermione had another drink of her beer and Loren laughed at her. "Swill it, Hermione!" Loren yelled.

"I'm going to the bathroom," Matt said as Maura chugged her own beer. He got up and Mason followed him, getting annoyed. Loren angrily watched them leave the room.

"What an ass. I can't believe you're in love with Mason, of all people. He's not even that great in bed." Loren said grabbing her purse and pulling out a bottle of sleeping pills. She opened it up and offered some to Maura. Maura took a few warily. She then offered Hermione some. Hermione took more then Maura and shoved them down her throat. She was curious, but not after a few minutes. Her brain throbbed and her vision became a blur.

"Are you and Hermione like best friends or something? She hasn't told me anything about any other friends because we're always drunk or something." Loren said laughing. Hermione didn't even understand her words. She felt her hands getting sweaty.

"Yeah, we've had some pretty crazy times." Hermione's body trembled as her stomach rumbled.

"Are you and Matt going out or what?"

"I have a boyfriend back home, but me and Matt are just really good friends."

"So who's your squeeze?" Maura looked at Hermione who was shaking and covered with sweat.

"Uh, Harry Potter,"

"I see," Loren looked at Hermione and smirked. Hermione got up feeling the vomit coming up. She ran out of the room and out of the club.

Maura looked at Loren getting worried. "What kind of pills were those?" Maura asked. Loren smirked again.

"Sleeping pills, they're the only thing I could smuggle into this place. She'll be fine in the morning, trust me."

"No, not in her case." Maura got up and left Loren in the room by herself. Loren grabbed a vase and threw it at the wall angrily. Tears ran down her face.

Hermione leaned over vomiting on the ground. Visions of Mason being beaten by a mysterious person with a black cloak on popped into her head. She screamed.

Maura walked through the crowd, looking for Mason and Matt. She found them near the entrance. "Have you seen Hermione?" Matt looked at Mason and Mason looked back at Maura. Matt pushed the doors open only to hear blood curdling, spine tingling, glass breaking screams. He knew it could only be Hermione's scream.

They followed the scream to an alley way. Maura ran to the crouched over Hermione. She grabbed her arms and felt a warm liquid running down her fingers. Maura sprung up shrieking. She backed away.

Matt picked up Hermione and ran her over to a near by grocery store. He laid her down on the floor and looked at her wrists; her scars had opened up. "We need help," Maura yelled tears flowing down her face. "Someone help us!" Hermione watched Matt with his worried expression, but it just kept getting blurrier and blurrier. Then it was gone.