theshadow369: ok well I'd like to say that Vikto coming to see Hermione isn't that big of a deal, compared to what Harry has done, so for him it's taking much longer because it's something that can ruin their friendship and their love, so it's quite hard, hedoesn't have the heart to do it. not yet anyway. THANKS for reviewing, i really appreciate it.

Black's Phoenix: not to be mean, but R U CRAZY! i'm just kidding, i've just never met someone who actually liked Cho and Harry together. But I THANK you for taking the time to review!

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Chapter 11: Maybe Monday

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Feel the wind. Hermione awoke to see a windy morning greeting her along with a pouring rain. The dull grey clouds prohibited the sun from giving them any sunshine.

Monday was going to be a dull, perhaps depressing day, ahh yes, she could feel it working its magic already.

Once she was done getting dressed, she moved to put on her shoes. She sat on her four-poster bed, and the Maryjanes in her hands, that's when she remembered that today was going to be far from dull...In fact it would be the exact opposite, since today she was supposed to go to the Forbidden Forest with Malfoy. Damn, she didn't want to, but oh well, she preferred that over failing in Potions. As this assignment would fail them if they didn't finish it.

The morning went by as expected on a Monday. Yes boring was the word...It all seemed normal until Malfoy went up to Hermione after lunch as she was heading for Arithmancy. She was alone since this was the only class she didn't have with her friends, because it was too hard. But anyone had to admit that Arithmancy was the superior version of Divination, as it was extremely hard to decipher the future using numbers.

"Granger, don't forget that tonight you have to be—."

"Yeah, yeah I know Malfoy at 7:30 pm. By the Quidditch Field entrance, I know, I got it. Now excuse me, I have to go to class." She said irritably. She was about to be late, she had to go.

"I just came to remind you." Shouted Draco at her back, because Hermione was already walking away. He noticed her tone and haughty demeanor. He cursed under his breath, at her quickly dismissal. He glared at her back and then left to Charms.

He passed the corridors and heard the rumblings of thunder, he glanced at the windows and saw the pounding rain. He hoped that it would clear off before 7:30 pm...

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Harry, Hermione, and Ron met for Transfiguration and it was a fun class, at least for Hermione, who got to transform her needle into an otter. It was pretty hard work making something big from something so small. Only one more girl from the class did it, a Ravenclaw. Professor McGonagall awarded them both 15 points. Harry and Ron got there needles half way there, so they were pretty happy about being in the small portion of the class who was able to show a prominent change in their needles.

Once Transfiguration was over the trio had Potions, the last class of the day. When they got to the classroom the door was shut, which meant that Snape had yet to arrived.

"Can't wait till this day is over." Ron muttered. "Hey, Harry we got Quidditch practice after dinner tonight."

"Yeah, I know Ron. Just hope this weather clears up." Responded Harry, and the weather was in fact not as bad as it was in the morning, at least it was no longer raining, but the wind remained heavy.

Just then the door flung open and the students walked into the classroom. Snape was not there yet, but this was something they were used to. So they went to their seats, Harry, Ron, and Hermione going to the back as usual.

"Settle down." Said Snape in his soft drawl as he came walking in. And as usual there was no need to say 'settle down,' as anyone could feel his presence and it immediately made them be quiet.

As Snape went to his desk, he turned around to face them, "I hope you all are working on your assignment, you know you will not get any class time to work on it, except for one day next week where you will work on the actual brewing of the potion. The paper must be five rolls of parchment long and is due the same day as your potion...Now with today's assignment..." he turned to the black chalkboard and rapped it with his wand; instantly instructions began to appear. "Follow all the directions." He said looking particularly hard at Neville, who gulped, and was slightly sweating. He said nothing more; apparently he was under the impressions that sixth years were smart enough to not need any further guidance.

Wow was Potions hard! It's hard all the time, but Snape just doesn't understand the teenage mind. This Potion was as complicated as the Poly Juice Potion, except it could be brewed within one hour exactly.

"I'm starving!" Said Ron when they came out of Snape's class. "Man, Snape does over do it, doesn't he?"

"Yeah...almost noone finished the potion," said Harry as they sat themselves at dinner. "...Poor Neville..."

Hermione was feeling even more apprehensive with each minute that passed. In a few minutes dinner would be over and she would have to go to the Forest with Malfoy...

They finished eating at about twenty minutes after seven, and after Harry, Hermione, and Ron went to the common room. Harry and Ron left their bags in their dormitory and went down to the Quidditch pitch. They bid Hermione goodbye and she went up to find Crookshanks; she hadn't fed him yet, though not like she needed to, he was smart enough to feed himself, still Hermione made sure he got something good to eat.

Up in her dorm tower, she slowly walked to the window. It wasn't raining anymore, thank the gods, but like before it was still windy.

Hermione looked in the mirror, and she looked fine. She was glad that she had never told Harry or Ron what she would be up to tonight, it would be pretty stupid. It was only for the roots, and she'd quickly come back, maybe even stick around and watch their practice once she got out of the Forest.

She looked at her watch and she had exactly seven minutes until she had to meet Malfoy. Thinking it was just about time to leave, she did.

As she got out of the portrait hole, she put on her cloak carelessly.

Once she got to the opening that led to the Quidditch pitch, she looked around to see if Malfoy was anywhere around. She stepped out into the grass, and a voice behind her said, "you're late." It was the drawling coldness of Malfoy.

"I'm not late." Said Hermione indignantly.

"Yes you are, it's passed 7:30." He corrected her casually.

"You know Malfoy, I can go find the roots alone. You don't have to come." But for all the answer she got, she might as well said nothing because he was already walking into the Forest. As he walked he turned his head over his shoulder and said mockingly, "I cannot let a lady go in there and face the unknown alone can't I?" He smirked and kept walking.

Hermione irritably shook her head, but followed him.

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"Harry!" Cho whispered as she saw Harry going towards the pitch for practice. Thank God Ron had already left to the locker room.

Oh no...What could she want now?...Harry didn't know, but he had a shrewd idea.

He went to where she was just behind a tree leading into the Forbidden Forest.

"Cho I can't talk now; I've got practice," he informed her, but it looked like she didn't care, for she pulled him in and close to her. Harry tried to protest, but it was futile, she just didn't care, nor listened. She started to undo her blouse and undid Harry's as well quickly, he didn't want to do this again, not to Hermione , so he yanked himself free from her and said very firmly, "Cho, I cannot do this again. I have to go now. I've got practice..." And with that he walked away from her...Oh no you don't!

She jumped on his back and it made him turn back to her. She forcefully planted her lips on his mouth, and did not let go of him. Harry was slightly swaying his arms, trying to get her off. She pushed Harry down and onto the dirty floor of the Forest.

He heard something sniffing, or shuffling about, and Cho began to giggle. When he moved his head towards where he heard the noise, what he saw made him freeze, it was the last thing he expected, but not only that, it was the last thing he wanted to see while in this situation...

It made his heart leap and jolt, very uncomfortably...

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Hermione followed Malfoy in the Forest. She noticed that he didn't want to actually go deep into the forest, in fact he only went about ten feet in.

"Malfoy, I don't think we'll find the poisoned flowers here, I think we actually have to go in there, a bit further." She said pointing into the darkness of the Forest.

"Granger, calm down. Look, Goyle already told me where the flowers are, ok, so just follow me." He answered her. Hermione narrowed her eyes, suspiciously, she doubted that Goyle would come in here, and if he had, wouldn't of Ron told her, since Goyle and him were partners...

She gave her head a light shake and kept walking alongside Draco.

Up ahead she heard some murmuring. She looked up at Draco and noticed he had a light sneer on his face. Then she heard the murmuring again, it got louder, and too soon, she realized that a voice spoke, a voice that sounded like...Harry?...

She went ahead of Draco...Why would Harry be here, didn't he have practice?...She moved some branches that obscured the pathway.

It was a terrible sight...

She froze, her breath was suddenly stuck somewhere in her throat. Draco arrived to the scene, and stopped behind Hermione; looking at them, he was smirking.

She was giggling...on top of Harry, and it seemed that he was doing nothing to get away from her.

Somehow Hermione got her breath back, a couple tears left her eyes, and the watery drops went down her snowy white cheeks smoothly...

Harry heard a sniff and looked up at Hermione, who was only a couple yards away, instantly he pushed Cho off of him, as though to make it look like she was never on him...Too late...

Hermione was there, Draco in back of her. She closed her eyes briefly and more tears came down. It was like time had suddenly froze...

Her eyes, watered, her soul looked completely broken...Harry couldn't stand to look at her that way. He quickly got up, but Hermione had quickly turned away and walked into Draco. Draco looked at her, and in his eyes he told her to not runaway, to face him...

She had no where to turn to, time had frozen, it seemed like an eternity, but it was really an instant. She turned around and her eyes watered some more. Harry went to her, he looked horrified at what was happening.

"Hermione, Hermione!" He was saying, she had had enough, she wanted to get out of there. The air was suffocating and she felt faint. If only she could get out of there.

He was trying to get a hold of her, while she was wrenching herself free of his hold, and the other two were standing there watching. Cho had a mad gleam in her eye. Draco watched, his face was impassive.

"Hermione please let me explain!" Harry cried. Typical line, not to mention the most cliche at a time like this. Hermione did not want to listen.

"Harry how...could you...you did this to me, why?" She asked him in a quavering voice. Was she not good enough for the fabulous Harry Potter. He was making her feel like crap with every second that passed. And what was worse, those other two were there, just standing, watching...

"Hermione, Hermione." Was that all he could say, her name. "Please Hermione don't cry." Her name sounded so disgusting when he said it. Hermione's brain had shut down. She didn't know what to think or do...

"No! No I...can't...won't..." she trailed off and then blurted out, "Harry how could you do this to me. Harry you're breaking my heart!" It was true, the second he decided to do this to her, he broke her apart.

Something flashed through Harry's eyes. But what it was, was hard to decipher. And Hermione was hardly in the mood. It was true. He had broken her heart, she had so willingly given it to him, and he shattered it...completely...like a million little crystals hitting a cold, hard, cementfloor.

Harry was about to speak, but before he did she turned around as fast as she could, and got out of there. Harry watched her fleeting form, until it disappeared in the trees. He froze, hardly able to breathe. He felt numb, it was like that for a few seconds, until he felt someone hold his arm firmly, he slowly turned around and faced Cho; her sight wasn't exactly what he wanted to see.

She looked at him, studying his face, then she spoke, "Harry let her runaway, we don't need her, she just ruins things, we don't need her." Her tone was hard and firm. Harry weakly shook his head, not believing at all what she was saying. He did need her, he really did. She was the one person he loved, the one person who loved him...for him. She was his saving grace...

Oh gods, it can't be possible! It can't!

But it was true everything that had just happened was true. He couldn't take it back...

He looked at Cho, hard. His eyes flashed again, but Cho knew what it was this time; anger. "Cho I want nothing to do with you! Do you understand!" It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "I LOVE Hermione, not you!" And as hard as that sounded right in front of her face, he kept going, "understand this once and for all. You mean nothing to me, I only love Hermione! I will try to fix everything. And I don't want you there." But that was his problem, he always tried to fix everything, but the fact was that he couldn't, not everything.

"No! Harry I will not just get out of the way, not after we had sex together. You will belong to me and soon you will see that it is me you love not her." Her voice was like pure venom spitting out. Damn! She wouldn't leave him alone. They did have sex together, twice. So, that doesn't mean anything! It won't get in the way! It's not like he had been in a right mind state when it happened. He would try to get everything right again...

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"Ron! I need to talk to you—." Harry shouted as he threw open the doors of the locker room.

"There you are Harry! Where the hell have you been!" Said a very angry Ron. That's exactly where I went, hell and back. "We had to cancel the practice because you—."

"Not now Ron! I've got to talk to you about something, important, about Hermione..." he trailed off...

Ron instantly looked at him with concern. His angry face was gone immediately. "What happened, I thought we left her in the common room." Harry braced himself to tell Ron everything. After a few seconds of contemplating his answer, Ron shouted, "well!"

"Ron, I...sit down." They both went to sit on a bench. Harry looked down at his knees, "Ron, a last week, Tuesday, I met up with Cho, near the Forest...and I...went just to see what she wanted, and remember that I told you that she always looked at me funny..." Ron quickly shook his head, wondering what all this would lead to. He wanted to know what Cho and Hermione had to do with each other, nothing, was the right answer...but either way he urged Harry to keep on going.

"Well I was going to tell her to bugger off and leave me alone, but then..." He trailed of again.

"What? What do you mean you were going to tell her? What happened?" Somehow Ron knew he wouldn't like the answer.

"I never meant to do any of it...I had sex with her..." Harry once again looked at his knees. Ron didn't say anything for a few seconds, then he got up from the bench, and said, "you told Hermione? Harry how could you betray her! She's our best friend! She's the best person we've ever known, and you did something like this to her! How could you!" He was shouting at Harry. Harry wondered the same thing; how could he do something like this?

"Wait...there's more." He said softly. Ron stopped ranting and looked at him, incredulously. Harry continued, "I never told Hermione, but now there is no need..."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked slowly.

"I was on my way here and she came to me from the trees, Cho, near the Forest. And she jumped on me, and threw me on the floor, I didn't get her off me...and then Hermione showed up from the behind the trees...and I looked at her...and...oh what have I done..." Harry buried his face in his hands, and felt a sudden urge to cry...

"Harry! You know what, that is fucked up mate!" Ron looked down at Harry with a mix of pity and disgust.

"Don't make me feel worse," Harry muttered.

"Feel worse? Harry you shouldn't be feeling at all, you should be thinking about her. You should have been thinking from the start..." He shouted at Harry, who still had his head in his hands. "Then maybe none of this would of happened..." he muttered.

"I know it's my fault, I'm so stupid!" Harry got up and kicked the bench. "How could I do this to her..."

"Sorry Harry, but it is your damn fault. Now, as usual, we have to find a way to fix it...That's why you've been so distant with her...Do you know where she is?"

Harry was thinking the same thing, "she ran away from me, and she was heading out of the Forest so, I think she might of gone to the common room, or the Astronomy Tower...the library...who knows..." They were heading out of the locker room and into the sun setting outside.

"Well I think she might of most likely gone to her room, maybe we should just wait till tomorrow? Let her cool off?"

Harry wanted to see her at that moment, but thought that Hermione would much rather swim with the squid in the freezing lake, before talking to him...

Harry shrugged...

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