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Swtdreamypnay: Thank you so much for that awesome review! I am sorry that you couldn't review for the first chapter. My sister but up a review that said I had too many typos but I only had like three and so I had to take it off, so I deleted my story and put it up again. Then she wrote me another nicer review. She really likes my story though. She even helped me through chapter three! Pansy only does something to Draco, not Hermione, and it will be at the end of this chapter. P Well, thanks again for the nice review and I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the others.

Mysteriouscharm: Thank you again for the nice reviews! Here is chapter four for you!

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Oh, and if any of you have any suggestions for my story, then feel free to put them in a review and I can see where I can put it in! Oh, and if you like romance stories of very funny stories then read my other Harry Potter stories! Double Trouble is going to be very funny and Made For Each Other is a romance story and it is going to be very sad. I'm still updating them though. Anyway, ON WITH THE STORY!

Chapter Four

Draco passed around his cold circular room. There were hot tears streaming down his chilled, pale face. He wanted to see his girlfriend. He wanted to see if she was ok. He wanted to know what happened to her. He wanted to hold her little warm body in his arms. But he knew he couldn't. He was being blamed for what happened to her. He didn't do anything and now Dumbledore wants to talk to him.

He jumped onto his cold, four-poster bed and buried his cold face into his pillow. The tears just kept coming. What if Hermione dies? Draco asked himself. What if she is so hurt that she doesn't survive and he never gets to see her again?" He tried not to think about it, but it wouldn't go away. Her pretty face just kept showing up in his cold, dark mind. Her bouncy curls lingered there in her bony shoulders. Her big brown eyes twinkled in the warm sunlight that seemed to be coming from nowhere.

He rolled over and looked out at the warm setting sun. His eyes were all red and swollen and his cheeks red from rubbing his wet tears away. He just couldn't stop thinking about his beautiful girlfriend. He really wanted to go see her in the hospital wing. But he knew he couldn't. He couldn't risk being seen with her again.

He lay there for about a minute then the door swung open. Draco spun around in his bed and looked to see who it was. It was Snape with his greasy black hair draped over his pale face. Draco quickly tried to cover his red face and his puffy eyes.

"Mr. Malfoy?" Said his deep cold voice. " Dumbledore wishes to speak with you."

"About what?" Draco asked, as he slowly stood, still trying to cover his eyes.

"What Happened to Hermione of course." He said in his deep, slow voice. "You were seen with her after she screamed and you walked away with an attitude."

"But I---." Draco started but he was rudely interrupted.

"Come with me Draco." And at that, Snape spun and stormed out the room.

Draco slowly followed, but didn't want to, he just wanted to see Hermione. He stumbled out the door and trailed along behind Snape. His eyes stung from the cold air brushing against it and his cheeks still burned. He kept his head down as he stumbled down the hall and out of the Slytherin common room. His ice-blond hair moved with his body as he walked down the portrait-covered hall. When they made it to the staircase that leads up to Dumbledore's office. Snape whispered the password that Draco couldn't hear and the stairs came down.

"Here you go Draco." Snape spat. " Go on up and Dumbledore will be waiting for you."

He's waiting for me? Draco thought as he slowly stepped onto the spiral staircase. The stairs jerked and started moving slowly.

The stairs came to a sudden jerking stop when he reached the top. He quickly stepped off before it started to move again. He jerked around and went up to the two large wooden doors that led into Dumbledore's large office. He stood there looking at it for a while, wondering if he should knock or not. Well, he knows I am coming so what's the use. He thought to himself. He grabbed the door handle and slowly pushed the large door open. When he peeked inside, Dumbledore was nowhere in site. He slowly crept the rest of his little body through, trying not to make a sound. He then walked to the center of the very large round room and looked up. There was a second floor and a staircase to the right to get up there. He looked to the left and saw a warm fire in the fireplace; the light flickering off the great stonewalls. He could feel the heat warm his chilled body. He turned and looked right in front of him and saw a couple of steps leading to what looked like Dumbledore's neat, organized desk. There were rows of massive bookshelves filled with all kinds of books wrapping around the wall behind his desk. Draco slowly walked to one of the shelves and looked up at a familiar old, torn hat. It was the sorting hat.

"What did you do this time Mr. Malfoy?" said the sorting hat in an enchanted voice.

"I didn't do anything. Just because I am in Slytherin doesn't mean that I am supposed to do bad things." Draco spat.

"Well, I thought you would do good in Slytherin because your dad did so well."

"You are wrong. I am nothing like my dad." Draco then quickly turned around and stormed back down the two steps and was about to go up the staircase on the other side until a loud screech startled him. He looked to his left and saw a very large red and orange bird.

"Whoa! Who are you?" Draco asked as he slowly stepped back, away from the large animal.

"That's Fawkes." Said a gentle voice. "My pet Phoenix."

Draco spun around and looked up the staircase at a shadow lingering in the corner. It was Dumbledore standing there staring at him.

"Oh, hello Dumbledore. I didn't see you there." Draco crept around the large enchanted bird and stood back in the middle of the large room.

"I have been watching you. Do you know why you're here?" Dumbledore asked as he walked to the edge of the stairs so Draco could see him.

"Professor Snape said you wanted to speak to me about Hermi---." Draco stopped. The vision of her limp body haunted his mind again. He imagined her still lying on the cold hallway floor. His face went from steamy red to pale. He took a deep breath and then started again. "About what happened down there."

"Professor Snape was right." Dumbledore said calmly as his half moon shape glasses shined as the warm firelight hit it.

"Professor Dumbledore, I didn't do that to Hermione, I---."Draco tried to finish his sentence but Dumbledore interrupted him.

"I know you did not do it Draco, and don't worry too much about it. I know about you and Hermione."

"You do?" Draco looked confused. "But how? How long?"

"I've known ever since she took you into that abandoned classroom and became your girlfriend." Dumbledore said coolly. " Professor Flitwick asked me to get a couple of extra quills for his lesson on Wingardium Leviosa. I dropped some of the quills so I went to go pick them up. I was behind the desk the whole time."

Draco was speechless. He didn't know what to say.

"Do you know what happened to Hermione?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"No, I just herd her scream then I saw her laying on the cold floor. But I did see some people running away from where she lay. But I didn't catch what they looked like." Draco's heart started to pound painfully in his hot chest. His brain was racing for conclusions, but all he saw was Hermione's limp body then her eyes, the Death Eater sign.

"How many people were running away?" Dumbledore asked as he slowly started to make his way down the stairs and towards Draco's frightened body.

"I think it was two, one was short and kind of round and couldn't run very fast and the other was tall and skinny with long dark hair, but I'm not sure."

"There was no one else around you in the hall that could have seen them besides you?" Dumbledore said with a curious look in his eye.

"Not that I could see." Draco said with a shaky voice. The vision about the green skull flashed into his cold, dark mind again. "I did see something in her eyes when Harry touched her face. I don't think anyone else saw it but Harry and me. She just jumped up and grabbed Harry's arm and said something like 'He's looking for you.' Then her eyes turned green with the death eater's skull in them. She fell to the ground again after that."

"Well, that was good information. Now we know that Voldemort had something to do with it. That will help us narrow it down who did it." Dumbledore said.

"I just really miss Hermione and---." Draco stopped; Dumbledore interrupted him again.

"I understand you want to go see Hermione, but you don't want anyone else to see you?" Dumbledore asked.

"I would like to but I don't have a clue how to without being seen."

"Well, I do. Here," Dumbledore walked over to one of his massive book shelves and looked up and down the shelves, searching for a certain book.

"Are you going to do a spell to make me invisible?" Draco asked as he took a couple of steps towards Dumbledore's large desk.

"No, I have something else that might interest you." Dumbledore smiled. "Ah, here it is." He pulled out a large book with a blanket of dust covering it. Draco could barley make out what it was called.

"The Secret Within." whispered Draco as he squinted to read the title. "So you are going to help me fin the secret within, the secret within what?"

"Not exactly." Dumbledore smiled as he gently placed the dirty book down on his clean desk. He flipped it open to the center and pulled out a very large silky cloak.

"That's a---." Draco stuttered. "Invisibility cloak."

"Yes Draco. I can see that." Dumbledore chuckled.

"But, what is it for." Draco couldn't think right.

"You are going to use it to go see Hermione. You still want to go see her, right?"

"Of course." Draco smiled.

"Then put this on." Dumbledore tossed the cloak at Draco and Draco looked at it with confusion. Then a big smile spread across his white face and he swung it around his little body. "And wait. One more thing."

"Yes?" Draco asked.

"Here is a spell to where we can talk mind to mind so nobody could hear us talking." Dumbledore flipped to another page near the back.

"Really?" Draco said with excitement.

"So if you have any questions, then ask away, but only in your mind." Dumbledore mumbled a weird a spell and Draco felt something tingle in his mind.

Dumbledore started to walk out the door and Draco quickly followed.

"Is that how it---." Draco was interrupted.

"Shh, talk in your mind."

"Oh." Draco thought hard. :Is that how it is supposed to feel:

:That tingling feeling? Yes.: Dumbledore then turned the corner towards the hospital wing.

They walked into the hospital wing moments later and they saw Harry, Ron and Hermione each lying in three different beds right next to each other. Draco stayed close behind Dumbledore, and tried not to be seen even though he was under the invisibility cloak. He looked at Ron who was asleep, but still a little green in the face; whenever he breathed out he made a loud whistle noise from his freckled covered nose. Then he walked past Harry but he was awake and was being talked to by Madam Promfry. Then there she was. Lying there with her wavy hair spread out on the white pillow. The bright moonlight shined on her silky white shin and her smooth rosy cheeks. He quietly walked over to her side and placed his cold hand over hers.

:Is she going to be alright: Draco asked.

:She is just stunned. She will be just fine.:

Draco looked at the hand her ring was suppose to be on and saw a little pink, heart shaped scar on her little ring finger. Somebody took her ring. He spent half his money and some of his dads just to get that ring and someone stole it. Anger started to build up in him and he wanted to hit someone.

:Ok, I think it is time for you to go to bed now.: Dumbledore said as he started to walk out the door again.

When they were outside Slytherin portrait, the tingling feeling went away and Draco said the password. The portrait opened and Draco stepped in. He slipped off the cloak and was about to give back to Dumbledore but when he looked back out the door, Dumbledore was gone. Draco looked confused. He shook the cloak so he could fold it but then a piece of parchment tumbled out. Draco picked it up and read it.

It read:

This is a gift from me. You may keep it. Use it well.

Dumbledore

Draco folded the letter and stuffed it into his pocket. He ran through the common room and up the spiral stairs. Then he peeked into his room, and made sure nobody was there. He threw the cloak into his trunk, under all his things until it was well hidden and ran back down stairs to meet his two best friends. When he got to the bottom, he ran right into Pansy.

"Hello Draco." She said under her breath. "You look good tonight."

"Well, thanks I guess." Draco said with confusion.

"I heard you were going to give me something and that you have a little crush on me." She fluttered her eyes and walked in closer to him. He was trying to back up but there was a wall behind him. He was trapped.

"Oh, well, um---." He tried to make up a good lie for that but nothing would come out. I am going to kill Crabbe and Goyle. He said in his mind.

She started to get closer and was arms length now. She suddenly grabbed his tie and yanked him towards her; their noses were about an inch away from each other.

"And you said that I liked you to." She said in the sweetest voice possible. Then her eyes started to flame up. Then she shoved him up against the wall, his feet only hanging an inch above the ground. "But I can see it in your eyes that you lied to your two best friends!" She was screaming now. "And what makes you think that I would have a crush on you! I knew it was a lie when they told me you liked me! Is that even possible?"

Oh my god! This girl is crazy. And what is up with these girls and being able to read eyes? Draco thought to himself. "Um---." He started.

"I don't want to talk to you right now!" She dropped him and let go of his nice shirt and tie. Then she gave him a very mean look and lifted her little white hand and slapped him right across the face so hard that his eyes looked like they were going to pop out. Then she stormed into the girl's dormitory.

Draco just stood there shocked with everyone staring at him and his new hand print tattoo on his tender cheek. He was so shocked that he ran upstairs and into his room and slammed the door. He didn't want to be seen right now. Too much went on today and he just wanted to be left alone. He got into his bed and laid there till he fell straight to sleep.