AN: Uh… yeah. Again, it has taken me a while to update. I am sorry, but I have finally found the time to update (well, actually, I am not doing my homework and I had to thwap my sister over the head with my notebook to get the computer). Oh and stuff kinda gets "suggestive" in this chapter (like it hasn't already) and I was typing it and then I realized, I told you all how old I am. Now you are all going to think bad things about me cuz I know about this…. Uhhh…. Stuff to this kind of detail. You probably will think I am a s if you don't read this. My explanation for knowing about that kind of this to the detail I go into is this: I read more than is good for me. So yeah, read the chappie; reviewing is optional. gives a glare that suggests otherwise Ok, enough of that, NOW READ!

Chapter Eight

I was wrong about Ron not being a problem anymore, very wrong. The next day Pigwideon arrived with a letter from Ron. I unattached the roll of parchment from the small owl's foot and let Pig flutter madly around the room as I read Ron's letter.

Dear Hermione,

Why is it over? What's wrong? Did I do something? Did I say something? IS there someone else?

I stopped for a second after I read this. I felt sorry for Ron; there was someone else, the last person he would ever suspect, Draco Malfoy. I imagined telling Ron this, and the reaction was I imagined from him was rolling around on the ground laughing, thinking I was joking.

I read the rest of the letter quickly; I could tell Ron was heart-broken and confused. I felt really badly; I had kissed him after he tells me he loves me, then the next day I break up with him.

The rest of the day, I sat in my room, still in the tank top and shorts I had worn to bed. Draco tried to bring me food, but I wasn't hungry. I felt too sick to eat. The only thought that ran through my head all day was "I am a terrible person."

The problem wasn't that I didn't love Ron; the problem was that I did love him. I just didn't love him like he wanted to be loved. And now I had gone and broke his heart.

After Draco brought my lunch up to me (which I didn't eat) I decided not to waste the day completely, so I got started on my homework.

While I was looking for a book in the library in the common room, Draco hugged me from behind. I wanted to hug him back and taste his lips on mine, but I was way to guilty to.

I kissed Draco lightly on the cheek and said, "I have to study."

"What's wrong," Draco asked, not at all bothering to hide his disappointment.

"I just have to study. There is not anything wrong," I lied. This was a lie on so many levels. Not only did I not really have to study or do any homework right that second, I also had something very BIG wrong. I needed Draco to help me through my guilt and, yes I will admit it, pain.

The rest of the day I worked madly until I had finished all my homework and Draco did the same. It was a little after midnight when we both climbed the stairs and went into our separate bedrooms.

I changed into a tank top and boxer shorts and climbed in bed. I laid there thinking for a while, but soon felt very alone. I needed Draco badly, and I had to do something about my need.

I climbed out of bed and walked to Draco's door. After thinking about knocking or just walking in, I decided to wake him up by knocking on the door then walking in immediately after.

"What," Draco said sounding half asleep. I squinted hard to see him in the dim light that was cast from my lamp that I left on in my room. He was sitting up in bed, and I quickly noticed that he had gone to bed without a shirt on. I noticed his tan body, six pack abs, and ripped arms. I half hoped that he wasn't wearing pants either, but quickly got rid of that thought. (AN: ;) )

"Can I sleep with you," I asked my voice very small. As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I could see even in the extremely dim light that Draco's eyebrows shot up. "By 'sleep with you,' I mean actually sleeping," I explained quickly.

Draco nodded gently and moved over to one side of his large bed and pulled the covers back so I could get into them. I climbed in and laid back, closing my eyes. Soon I felt Draco moving closer to me. I rolled over to get closer also.

When I finally fell asleep, Draco and I were on our sides facing the same way. His body formed a glove to mine: one arm was around my waist and the other was under my head like a pillow.

The heat of Draco's body was comforting and relaxing.

Right before I fell asleep, I heard Draco whisper softly into my ear, "I love you more than you will ever know."

The next morning, I woke up in the same position I had fallen asleep in. Noticing Draco was still asleep, I decided to lay in the comfort of his arms until he woke up. Very content with where I was, I let minutes passed. In these minutes, my mind wandered to unimportant thoughts that would make this story boring if all of them were recorded. So… to get to the interesting stuff.

"Hey," Draco said into my hair.

"Hey," I replied while moving my body, so I could look at him.

"Do you want to get up and stay in bed all day," Draco asked with a devilish grin.

"Let's get up," I said quickly while sitting up. I loved Draco but… It just didn't seem right.

"All right," Draco said in a disappointed tone. He sat up and I saw he HADN'T WORN ANY PANTS TO BED. Immediately, I had to look away and think about something else, anything else.

Failing to keep my mind something else, I got up and looked around the room for something to distract us both. Finding nothing, I spoke up.

"I am going to get dressed," I told Draco.

"Alright," he said through a yawn. "See ya."

"Right," I said over my shoulder as I crossed the landing to my room.

I quickly got ready for the day, make-up, hair, and clothes all took me 15 minutes to pick out, put on, or do up. That must be some sort of record… In the end, I was wearing muggle clothes, blue jeans and a long sleeved, green, V-necked shirt with a pair of Pumas. After applying some eye-shadow and lip gloss, I put my hair into a messy bun.

I left my room and saw Draco had already left for the great hall.

"So much for waiting for me," I said to myself. Draco hadn't said he would, but he usually did. Something must be wrong, I thought, but quickly told myself everything was just fine.

I walked down to the Great Hall trying not to think about why Draco hadn't waited for me, I kept telling myself that everything was fine, but intuition was telling me that everything was not so fine.

AN: DUN DUN DUN! Do I see the beginnings of depression here? What will come of that? Hmmm… Only I know! Mwhahaha! OK, I am done with that. Sry, went a little overboard… 

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