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The Sixth Move

Draco carried Hermione back to her room and placed her on the bed, careful not to wake her up. He stepped back looking at her like an artist looking at his masterpiece to see if there's any flaws. He looked at her puffy eyes, tear-stained face and bleeding bottom-lip that was from too much biting. Anyone who used these descriptions to describe anyone else would have said they were full of flaws. But Draco thought she was perfect. A perfect fallen angel. No, that wasn't right.

His perfect fallen angel.

In the past whenever he fell for her, he will pick himself back up. Every time he fell for her, it was harder to pick himself back up than the last time. This time, he knew, would be the first and last time that Hermione will treat him like a proper person, even though it's an act. He will just let her plan in demolishing him continue, nicely and smoothly. After this he will let his obsession of her break him. He deserved it.

He walked back to his room and onto his balcony and sat down on the tiled floor, leaning on the railing. He looked into Hermione's room which was parallel to his and has the same coordinates as his. He looked over to Hermione's room. She was still sleeping. The cloud covering the moon moved out of the way, letting a stream of moonlight shine onto Hermione, making her to look like a fallen angel.

His.

Ginny sat on the wet floor in Moaning Myrtles bathroom. The teachers let her off for anything she needed. They knew she was in a lot of distress; even Snape let her out of class if she suddenly broke down. In front of Harry, Luna and Ron she was fine, a bit shaken but she knew Hermione knew otherwise. Moaning Myrtle did the best she could to stop Ginny from doing this but Ginny had too there wasn't any point of living anymore.

Ginny rose her pocket knife and sliced it down into her skin, blood went everywhere. She grinned wildly.

"Ginny you have to stop," Moaning Myrtle hissed.

"Why should I?" Ginny giggled.

"Because people love you, and what about Blaise's last wishes, he wanted you to forget him, to find someone that'll sweep you off your feet and not a person that'll not face his fears like Blaise sodding Zabini," Myrtle said, trying to ease Ginny's pain on her arm by putting her arm around Ginny's causing an icy sensation.

"But I can't forget him," Ginny muttered tears flowing freely down her face.

"Ever heard of obliviate?" Myrtle muttered.

"Yes but –" Ginny started.

"No buts, tomorrow I want you to go to the mediwitch – whatever her name is – and ask to forget everything bout Blaise. Okay?" said Myrtle, still very bossy.

"Yes fine," said Ginny, she didn't want to forget him. As if reading her mind Myrtle scowled.

"You need to forget him; he's making your life harder," said Myrtle sitting down, facing her.

"But that'll mean I'll be back to liking Harry, and I know he doesn't like me," Ginny said in despair.

"He does," Myrtle said absently.

"Huh?"

"Saw him a few days ago; he was in his sleep muttering 'Ginny I love you' over and over again," said Myrtle avoiding Ginny's eyes.

"You saw him sleeping... Myrtle!" Ginny said, eyes flashing.

"Fine, fine I was looking at the prefects again and saw Harry there. He was sleeping and – and... I can't help it!" Myrtle blushed furiously.

Ginny giggled and splashed water to Myrtle.

Hermione followed Draco into the library and went to her corner. She made it clear to everyone that that was her corner and no one was to disturb her. She knew that he always peered at her every few seconds, just to look at her.

Hermione pretended to do her homework, then suddenly she sniffed and then a tear made its way down her cheek, she kept on writing then she scrunched it up and threw it to the floor.

"Draco," she whispered, but audible for Draco. Then she stood up and shoved her books into her bag and wiped her tears and left, leaving the scrunched up paper on the floor.

In the corner of her eye she saw Draco pick up the paper.

Perfect.

She walked to the Room of Requirement, where she met Harry and Ron to fill them up with information.

"Hermione! Hermione did you do it?" asked an excited Ron.

"Calm down Ron, Harry what's the matter?" Hermione said, just noticing Harry, he was in the same corner he was in a few days ago when he was looking at Ginny.

"Ginny, I saw a scar, very deep one in one her arm," Harry said, his eyes far away.

"Oh no," Hermione said.

"But Ginny said it was just a scar made by some random cat that jumped up onto her," Ron said.

"Oh okay, just look out for her, I know Blaise's death effected her a lot," Hermione said running her hand through her hair.

"Okay, Hermione?" said Harry standing up.

"Yes?" Hermione said, taking a seat at the mini table in the middle of the room.

"Where did you get the spell from last night?" Harry said, grinning mischievously. Ron's expression mirrored Harry's.

"Oh no, I know that look, Harry what are you planning?" Hermione said, looking at him accusingly.

"Hermione," Ron said, attempting the puppy dog look.

"Fine, only if you tell me what's this all about," Hermione said, her grin matching Harry's.

"Right," said Harry.

"Okay fine, Illusional Spells in the 'I' section," Hermione said. Harry and Ron quickly wrote it onto a piece of paper.

"That spell really worked last night Harry, well done," Hermione said.

"Yeah, everyone was really convinced," Ron said chuckling, "Everyone thought that Hermione really slapped me." Ron put on a hurt look at clutched his cheek.

"Argh! Bloody hell Hermione!" Hermione and Harry burst out laughing.

Joyous days.

Draco looked at the piece of paper Hermione dropped and read it... a poem.

Leaning off my window sill,
I see you there next door.
Leaning even further off,
I love you even more.

I'll never go to meet you though,
as we're two worlds apart.
But when I see that girl with you,
it really breaks my heart.

Thanks to:

Beaten Heart: thank you, I'll be your best friend if YOU review for me … mwahahahaha … I'm sorry, the abnormal part of my brain was kicking in.

Lifelessemerald: Thank you, I know! Blaise is my fav. Character too but sometimes other writers make him all evil and cocky.

Slyswn28: Thank you; I have 2 words for you as well. YOU ROCK.

g: could I ask you a question, meh I already did, so g, do you have an actual account??? Thank you … I duno this plot just jumped into my head one night when the annoying cat next door was scratching the freaking fence.

Monica7725: thank you for all those reviews! I duno what to say, sigh hopeless aren't I?

Ashleyneo31: I know, I'm sorry, but draco has to say something unslytherin-like … right. Actually ignore me, I'm not making any sense. But thank you.

Scarlet-knight13: awww, I love you… er not in that way. Thank you for all of those review. And no. he knows he's being played by Hermione.

Thank you guy's i'm sorry my keyboard just suddenly went wacko, I'm writing this quickly in the library

Thanks to:

Surrounded By Idiots, Drakulya, dramaqueen72, Luna G, sunshine03, ilovetom88, MissBlueAngel, Danny Frank

A/N: I wasn't really happy with this chapter, I got no idea why though. The poem at the end was written by my friend in a span of like 3 minutes, she's a genius. It was dedicated to Daphne and her crush but, she let me lend it. I've got my first one-shot, song-fic up too; I'm also very 'disgusted' with it, I think it wasn't very clear. Oh well.

Please R and R.