A/N: Like before in the last chapter, the spots that are in all italics are Hermione's flash back type of thing. Keep in mind that it is still happening with the other two people too.

So anyway…I present to you all…
THE VERY NEXT CHAPTER!

Chapter Eleven
The Nightmares

"Hello?" she repeated, taking a step toward them. As she did, she accidentally tripped and began to topple over, heading straight for the woman named Lenne. But instead of smacking right into the woman….Hermione seemed to have just went straight through her. Doing so, Hermione smacked hard into the ground. She quickly got back up and turned to face the woman now.

Hermione's eyes widened as she stared in disbelief at Lenne.

She let out a horrifying scream as she stared into the face of……HERSELF?

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Hermione didn't move an inch. She just stood there, practically frozen in time as she continued to stare deep into her own face.

She opened her mouth to say something but Hermione was in so much shock…that no sound came.

"I-I-I'm a bet?" Lenne's voice rang out through the sky, at the words the man spoke, telling her she meant nothing to him all along, that she was nothing but a bet.
Hermione saw that tears had begun to form in her eyes.

"No." Hermione whispered, shaking her head from side to side, trying to shake away the whole image that surrounded her. "NOOO!" she cried out more loudly than before. "Not again!"

Tears continued to fill Lenne's eyes as the man's words buzzed and flowed around inside her head. "I'm a bet?" she whispered. "Just a bet?" Images of what Hermione thought were just her dream, flashed threw her mind.

"THAT'S ALL I EVER WAS TO YOU, WASN'T I?" Hermione shouted at Draco.

"I can't believe you. I spilled my heart out for you." Lenne continued to scream. "I told you how I truly felt about you all of these years and you LIED to me, Liam."

"Liam?" Hermione echoed.

Another flash of black and white but very vivid images burned through Hermione's mind.

"You changed me. You put me against my friends and you manipulated me into thinking you really love me."

Draco jumped up too, now standing in front of Hermione. "I DO LOVE YOU, HERMIONE!"

"How can you say that?" Lenne said furiously.

"HOW CAN YOU HONESTLY SIT HERE AND SAY THAT?"

Tears now blinded Hermione as she watch Lenne and Liam continue to argue, the memories piercing through her mind.

"HERMIONE!" Draco screamed. The words echoed inside Hermione's head as each memory continued to overwhelm her.

"I love you, Draco."

"Please, don't go, Hermione." Draco cried, more tears flooding his eyes. "I love you." he rested his forehead on her cheek. "I'm so sorry, Hermione." he lifted his head and looked into her eyes.

"STOOOOOOOOP!" Hermione screamed rather loudly. "PLEASE STOP! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" She continued to shout…shutting out all of her memories.

She shook her head then stopped, holding the sides of her head, freeing herself from all her memories.

"I want to go home." Hermione whispered softly, watching Liam and Lenne still.

Suddenly her vision blurred and everything around her, the whole image and scene, began to fade and melt away slowly…leaving her all alone, crying.

She was now back in that empty, lonely, and dark forgotten place, filled with sadness and dread.

"Do you see why this, Liam and I, was never meant to be?" That familiar female voice…Lenne…came.

Hermione, who was now pushing away more of her tears, looked up just in time to find someone…herself…coming slightly toward her but remained hidden in the darkness.
A small gasp escaped her lips as she caught sight of Lenne.

"All I ever did was love him…and he did nothing but cause me pain. Pain that will live on forever." Lenne's voice echoed as she continued to hide in the shadows.

Hermione continued to look down at her feet, avoiding Lenne's eyes.

Tears could still be found deep inside them. "I know." Hermione whispered. "I remember….I can feel it inside me…your feelings?" She said softly as she finally looked up into the face of her own that was still covered with a blanket of darkness.

"Or…are they my own?"

"The whole time…" She broke off. "The whole time I watched you and Liam, I could see Draco and I… I felt everything so well. Like it really happened. But I do not understand."

"This happened …more then a thousand years ago." Lenne echoed. "And it is prevailing once again. Liam is the same arrogant, selfish, bastard we once knew back then.

"So it's true?" Hermione asked, her hands folded in front of her. "This all really happened long ago?"

Lenne nodded in agreement.

"You two, Lenne and Liam, you were reborn as Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy." Lenne told Hermione.

"No." Hermione whispered, shaking her head with disagreement. "No way!"

"What Trelawney told you…was true…everything…was true." Lenne said, the story starting to unfold a little.

"I don't believe you." Tears began to flow down her cheeks.

For Hermione knew it was true. She knew everything was true…but she was so lost…deep in denial. She couldn't admit it to herself. She didn't want to admit it.

"You are the only one who can stop it from happening again, Lenne." Lenne's voice continued on.

"Stop. Calling me. That. My name is not Lenne." Hermione said rather rudely, through clutching teeth. She was starting to shake with anger as she spoke. "My name is Hermione Granger."

"Believe what you want." Lenne spoke in no more than a whisper, moving a little closer to Hermione. Half of her face was still hidden by the darkness of the shadows but the other half…could now been seen, revealing a glowing hollow eye and deteriorating skin.
Hermione began to back up gradually, swallowing hard. "W-w-who a-are you?" Hermione or should I say…Lenne…stuttered.

Lenne continued to move closer to Hermione.

She reached out…revealing herself finally.

Hermione gave a loud gasp of horror as she finally caught sight of Lenne.

Her eyes were full of emptiness and cavernous, her flesh was rotting, almost fully decayed.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Hermione let out a horrid and terrifying scream.

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"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

"HERMIONE! HERMIONE…calm down!" Draco tried to comfort Hermione. He had both hands on her shoulders, trying to calm her a bit.

Hermione was sitting bolt upward in one of the Hospital Wing beds, breathing rather hard with each breath she took.

"Oh my god." She said, a hand on her chest, trying to catch her breath.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked, panic in his voice. "What the bloody hell happened to you? Madam Pomfrey had to rush you in here a-a-and Harry was going on about how you just passed out or something."

"I…I…dunno. I don't remember." Hermione answered, Draco now took a sit in the chair next to where Hermione lay.

"It is okay, Hermione. Whatever happened…whatever went on…it is all over now. You are okay now, Hermione." Draco spoke softly to Hermione, putting a warm hand on her cheek. Hermione lay back down in the Hospital Wing bed as she began to speak once again.

"I…I remember I had a dream again." She looked into Draco's eyes. "About us." She finished but he said nothing. Instead he just remained leaning back in his chair and listened intently to the words Hermione spoke.

"Well a nightmare really." Hermione corrected herself.

"I was sorrowed by nothing but black." She took a small pause, wondering if she should continue on.

"I kept hearing this voice…my own voice. She warned me that I needed to put a stop to this and that I was the only one who could stop it."

"Put a stop… to what?" Draco asked.

Hermione looked away from Draco.

"Ummm..t-that's not important right now." Hermione couldn't possibly bare to tell him the truth, that after all this…they weren't meant to be together.

"She warned me that if I didn't act fast…that we would end up like we did in the past."

"The… past?" Draco asked, a bit of a confused look on his face. It was true; he thought that maybe something went on with him and Hermione long ago, something that they both remembered. It was true that they both felt the connection toward each other but Draco didn't believe that they could possible be… reborn.

"You know what…lets stop." Hermione said. "It was stupid. Just a nightmare." She really didn't want to get into it…not now…not ever.

This whole thing was stupid. Trelawney had to be making it all up…just like she did everything else. Hermione and Draco weren't really reborn. It was pointless to think that way. And as far as her nightmare…. Hermione thought ….was just as meaningless and absurd.

"What time is it?" She asked Draco.

He glanced down at his wristwatch for a second.

"Eleven-thirty five." Draco answered.

"Oh no! I'm late." Hermione thought. She slowly got up off the bed…or at least she tried to but before she could Draco put a hand up to stop her.

"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Where do you think you are going?"

Hermione pretended to think for a second. "Ummm…I believe I am going to class now."

Draco stood up, as did Hermione.

She tried to go around him but he moved in front of her, blocking her path once again.

"I am not letting you go." He informed her.

Hermione put her hands on her hips and gave him her oh-really-now type of look.

"Don't give me that look." Draco commanded. "I'm doing this for your own good. You are in no mood to be strolling off to class…not after what happened…your condition isn't---"
Hermione cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

"My condition?" Hermione asked, her hands still on her hips. She now gave him her oh-you-think-you-know-everything-now look.

"Yes." Draco answered and then proceeded on with finishing his sentence he started before. "Your condition isn't stable enough, Hermione. You passed out. I'm not letting you go."

"I'm standing up just fine." Hermione protested. "I seem perfectly stable and just fine. Therefore…I am going to class now…and you can't stop me."

She pushed him out of her way. Draco fell backward and landed in the chair he once sat in next to Hermione's hospital bed.

Hermione then proceeded to walk away from him and headed off toward her potions class. "At least let me walk you." Draco hollered after Hermione. He got up rather quickly and followed her out the door.

"Why?" She asked, now in the hallway. She was a little ways in front of Draco still but he caught up to her pretty quickly. "So you can protect me if anything shall come and hurt me?" Hermione teased giving a small laugh.

Draco now walked on the right side of Hermione. He was rather close to her.

He pretended to think for a second, just as Hermione had done. "Yeah, I suppose… and maybe just the little fact that it's my class too." He laughed, giving her a playful shove, knocking her over a little.

"Please, don't push me with my… 'unstable condition.'" She made quotations with her fingers as she continued to tease him.

They both laughed.

Draco's hand suddenly brushed up against Hermione's. Hermione quickly crossed her arms over her chest and looked away, feeling a little bit of nervousness all of a sudden.

"Oh come on, Mione." Draco said, looking at Hermione as they both continued to walk to class. "We made-out underwater in the lake…but I can't hold your hand?"

A smile appeared on Hermione's face as she remembered the incident that happened outside in the lake on the school grounds.

Her hands suddenly fell to her sides again as she looked back at Draco. He then grabbed her hand and they continued on toward their destination. Hand in Hand.

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"Quiet!" Professor Snape snapped at his class. "I said…QUIET! If you all would rather copy the notes I give you …instead outline the next two chapters…then I suggest you all SHUT YOUR MOUTHS!"

He slammed his fist on his desk to get their attention as his voice boomed through his classroom.

Once everyone remained quiet again…Professor Snape then continued on with his lesson, dictating the notes as he flicked a wave of his wand and the words he spoke began to appear on the blackboard.

Draco, who was sitting toward the front of the classroom, turn around to face Hermione (who sat closer to the back.) Harry sat to Hermione's right and Ron sat on the stool to the right of Harry.

He smiled and mouthed, "I love you, Mione."

Hermione smiled back and mouthed, "I love you more." She gave a little wave and Draco turned back around to face the front again.

"Psssttt…" Harry called from Hermione's right. "Psssttt…Mione?" He tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention.

"Yeah?" Hermione answered.

"Hermione….you're…ummm…you are…bleeding." Harry told her.

"Huh?"

Harry pointed toward Hermione's stomach and Hermione looked down at her shirt.

She saw that Harry was indeed correct.

She was bleeding.

Hermione got up from her stool and stood next to it. She continued to look down at her stomach, watching her blood pour from her body. That's when she heard the gunshot echo out. She felt it pierce deep through her stomach.

Hermione clamped both hands to her stomach. Then lifted them in front of her, watching them, covered in blood.

She let out a horrifying and gruesome scream. Ron, who had been fast asleep, drooling all over this parchment, suddenly jerked awake. Harry, who had been copy down the notes, suddenly focused his attention on Hermione, as did the rest of the class.

Everyone was now staring at Hermione, wondering what had happened. Even Snape had turned around to see what was the matter. He was too much in shock and bewilderment to be mad at Hermione's outburst.

"Miss…Miss Granger?" He said calmly. "What happened?"

Hermione looked up at Snape. "I'm b-b-bleeding." She answered pointing to her stomach but never took her eyes of Professor Snape.

"I do not see anything, Miss Granger."

No one in the room moved an inch. They just sat there, mouths ajar from shock, staring at Hermione.

Hermione glanced down at her hands, which she now had back in front of her. There was no blood this time.

Her gaze shot back to her stomach…and yet again…no blood.

"But…" She stared. "But Harry told me I was….." Her voice trailed off.

"Mione, I didn't tell you anything. I was copying notes down the whole time." Harry declared.

"But…"

"Miss Granger? Would you like to go back down to the Hospital Wing?" Snape asked, the class still staring at Hermione. "Mr. Malfoy…take Miss Granger down to the Hospital Wing, please." The professor ordered Draco before Hermione could even answer.

"Yes, Professor." Draco got up, gathering his belongings and followed Hermione out the door.

When they got into the hall, Draco suddenly grabbed Hermione's arm and spun her around to face him. "That's not the way to the Hospital Wing."

He let go of her.

"I'm not going to the Hospital Wing." Hermione said flat out.

She headed off into the opposite direction from the Hospital Wing. She left Draco standing there for a few seconds.

"Well at least tell me what that little outburst was all about." He said, running to catch up with her. He stopped running when he met up with her at her side.

Hermione never answered.

"Where are you going?" Draco asked.

"To talk to Trelawney."

"Why would you want to talk to her for?"

"About what just happened." Hermione told him, answering his question.

"Well…what happened back there?" He asked again.

Hermione stopped short and turned to face Draco. Draco stopped as well but never turned to face Hermione.

"Nothing." Hermione simply replied.

"Nothing?" Draco asked, finally turning to face her. He looked into her eyes. "Nothing? Don't give me nothing. Something happened…and I think I deserve to know."

"Why? Why do you want to know?" Hermione suddenly became all defense. She didn't know why. She was scared and wasn't really sure what happened back there.

All she knew was she had to talk to Trelawney…and fast.

"Because I care about, Hermione." Draco said truthfully.

Hermione still didn't answered. Instead she continued to stare at Draco, her arms crossed in protest.

"Harry didn't tell you anything, Hermione. You weren't bleeding. Why can't you just tell me? Was it another vision?" Draco continued to asked questions.

"I.. WAS…bleeding." Hermione tried to make him believe. "I was. I heard the gunshot, Draco. I felt it."

Draco gave her a confused look.

"It's happening again." Hermione continued. "I can feel it." She whispered. "And as much as I or you… refuse to believe it…its happening all over. My dream… the one I just had before… it was right. I have to stop it. I have to stop it before its to late."

"Hermione, slow down. You're not making an sense." Draco took her hand.

Hermione's eyes rolled to the back of her head and then rolled back to the front as another vision came into play at the touch of Draco's hand.

HERMIONE'S VISION

Hermione caught a glimpse of Draco in the Slytherin common room. He was talking with his two best friends, Crabbe and Goyle.

"Okay…this is weird." Hermione thought to herself as she watched her vision very carefully. "I have had this vision before….and now I'm having it again?"

It was true. She had had this vision once before only this time she caught the very last glimpse of the scene.

"And I'm going to do it all out of pure bliss and pleasure with no ill regrets. When I do, she is the one who is going to be the fool."

Draco's words seemed to burn deep in her mind as her vision slowly faded into nothingness and she snapped back to reality.

END OF HERMIONE'S VISION

Hermione pulled her hand away from Draco and looked down at her feet.

"Just forget about what you saw, Hermione." Draco told her. "Sure…it was once true…but," He looked into her eyes and could see a hint of sadness. "But that's over now. And I do love you."

Hermione continued to look at her feet. "I know. But… then why do I keep having this vision?" She finally looked up. "Something is wrong, Draco. I can feel it. And I dunno what to do."

Draco went to pull her into a hug.

But before he could she back away. "I'm going to talk to Trelawney now." She added so that it wouldn't make it look like she didn't want him to hug her.

She then hurried off into the direction of Trelawney's office.

"Lenne? Wait." Draco called from behind her.

Hermione stopped in her place but never turned around to face Draco.

"What?" She said, taken aback for a second.

"I said wait." Draco replied, facing Hermione's back still.

"No. What did you call me?" Hermione remained still, her back to Draco. She didn't dare turn around. Not yet. She seemed to be in a state of shock.

Did he really call her…what I think he called her?

"Did he call me…what I think he called me?" Hermione thought to herself. She closed her eyes as her thoughts rang out.

Draco obviously heard.

"I called you….Hermione…didn't I?"

"No. That's not what you said." Hermione finally spun around to face Draco. Worry was written all over her face. "That's not what you called me. You called me….Lenne!"

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A/N: WHOA! So what did you all think about that chapter? Lol. Well its would be best to tell me in a review…lol. So go do it. Also let me know if anything might be the least bit confusing. I'll try to explain it better in the next chapter.

Well its like two in the morning and I am finally done with this chapter and I can finally move on to the next one. Not right now of course…because I am so tired and I need to go to bed before I fall asleep.

Well good-night all. Or good-morning or even good-afternoon. It all depends on when you are reading this but the point is….. Farwell until next time.

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