1Plans of Leave

Hermione woke up the next morning in Draco's bed the next morning alone. Sitting up she stretched and remembered the night before. Hermione's lower lip quivered. She shouldn't have freaked out on Blaise so badly. Now he knew one of her problems. Well at least he doesn't know anything else...or so she hoped.

Blaise amazingly enough wasn't very stupid, he just goofed off all the time. Sooner or later though he was going to figure out everything. Nobody but her knew everything. Some people did know pieces of it. But they all acted the same. They didn't even know half of it but they still treated her life dirt. Even people she had thought up as her friends.

Thinking about all of this made Hermione's eyes well up with tears. She hated thinking about it but it was always on her mind like a drug she was addicted to. Hermione through herself back down on the bed and curled under the blankets as hot sticky tears ran down her face. Hermione only wished that she could sink down into the pillows and disappear. Disappear forever from everything and everyone. But this was impossible. In a way Hermione was in denial of this.

Her stomach growled loudly and Hermione knew she had to eat even if it wasn't entirely for her benefit. Groaning she slipped out from under the covers and made her way out of the dark room.
The apartment was silent and Hermione supposed the boys were at work. Looking through the cupboards she tried to find something good to eat. For some reason however she had a craving for a good mug of freshly brewed beer.

For a moment she hesitated at the fire thinking about it. She knew that drinking beer would be very harmful but in a way she didn't care. Besides she needed beer. It wasn't a want anymore because she craved it more than anything else. Finally deciding it didn't matter anymore she grabbed some floo powder and flooed to the Cobbler's Pub. It was a bit crowded but there were some seats free at the bar.

Hermione made her way slowly over to a seat and impatiently waited for the bartender to come and serve her. After what seemed like ages he made his way over to her.

"What can I get for you tonight, miss?"

"I'll take a Coors Light and make it snappy"Hermione snarled. She wasn't normally very rude to people but she couldn't help it.

As she waited for her drink she looked around the pub. Smoke made a giant cloud around the ceiling. It was very dim and dark as usual. Every now and then though a fire would light up the room whenever somebody flooed.

Hermione slowly sipped her drink when it arrived. She thought about how her problems had all started in her messed up life. To be totally truthful Hermione couldn't even remember how old she had been when her problems had started. Maybe when she was ten and her mom had gotten that terrible diagnosis from the doctors. After that her dad just went crazy, not that he had always been totally sane though. Just thinking about it made tears well up in her eyes. Of course it hadn't been bad once Harry and Ron and Ginny were all on her side. They never knew though. She had never told them. But that stupid party had ruined her whole life forever. Her tears finally spilled over top of her eyes and rolled down her cheeks slowly sending a chill down her spine.

Hermione looked down at her beer and realized what she was doing. She threw it back down on the counter along with a bit of money. She strode over to the fires and flooed to the apartment.

Nobody was home yet and Hermione sat down on the couch and lied there closing her eyes. She drifted off into a deep sleep.

Hermione felt her shoulder being shook softly. Struggling a bit she opened them and smiled a bit when she saw Blaise and Draco sitting around the living room.

"Oh good your awake now we can discuss leaving here"Blaise was lounging in a chair by her head.

"You people woke me up so we can discuss how we are going to leave New York"Hermione snapped in disbelief.

Draco and Blaise nodded after glancing at each other.

"Ugh"Hermione fell back onto the couch.

"You smell like alcohol. You haven't been drinking, have you?"Draco accused her.

"No of course not"Hermione sat back up and pulled her legs up.

"Hermione, seriously, you haven't been drinking, right?"Blaise's said darkly looking right at her.

Draco looked between them confusedly"Did I miss something while I was at work?"

Hermione shook her head slowly"No"

"Ok well anyway when do you guys wanna leave?"Draco shrugged his shoulders.

"Soon"Blaise declared.

"Yes very soon. We need to get away from the Death Eaters"Hermione scratched her head.

"Hermione we already know that"Draco exclaimed looking at her like she was stupid.

"I know you know that"Hermione rolled her eyes"And don't look at me like that"

Draco stuck his tongue out at her and Hermione looked at him like she was going to kill him.
"Shut up both of you"Blaise raged"Besides you sound like an old married couple"

"Shut up Blaise that's not funny"Hermione snapped glaring at him.

"Yes it is"

"No it isn't"

"Yes it is"

"No it isn't"

"Oh would you both just shut up"Draco lounged around on the couch.

Hermione and Blaise glowered but were silent.

"How are we getting back?"Hermione piped up.

"Get where?"Hermione snarled.

"Plane...I guess"Draco was a bit unsure though.

Blaise nodded"We have to there's no other way"

Hermione groaned and leaned her head against the
back of the couch.

"What is it?"Draco inquired inwardly.

"I absolutely loathe flying"Hermione scowled.

"Oh so that's why you won't go anywhere near any brooms at Hogwarts"Draco smirked.

"Yes, well I have and memories of brooms and flying"Hermione said uneasily remembering the broomstick incident during the summer after her first year.

"What happened?"Blaise stopped being so cold towards Hermione.

Hermione chewed on her lip for a moment before finally telling them about her stupid accident.

"Well it was the summer right after first year and I was spending it with the Weasleys and Fred and George wanted to teach me how to fly. I of course wanted to know badly so I let them teach me. Let's just say they were horrible teachers and didn't tell me how to stop the broom. So long story short I ran into a tree and fell to the ground"Hermione said it all very quickly but they figured out what she was saying.
Before she could even blink both boys were rolling around laughing. Hermione's face turned beet red with embarrassment. She muttered wildly about them being idiots but it fell upon deaf ears. After a couple minutes Hermione became quite agitated and was getting more and more angry by the second.

"Shut up you bastards! You can be so inconsiderate!"Hermione screamed and they both stopped laughing and straightened up.

"Did Hermione Granger just swear?"Blaise said in mock awe"The world must be coming to an end"

Hermione glared at Blaise as if she wanted to break every bone in his body. Blaise changed his position in his chair to be more comfortable and glared back.

"Okay so we are gonna leave by plane bu when?"Draco continued their discussion.

"As soon as possible"Hermione chewed her lip slightly looking into the empty fireplace.

"The first flight out of here"Blaise put in.

"Okay I'll call the airport tonight and see when we can get the hell out of here"Draco nodded towards Hermione"You can find a suitcase somewhere in my closet. Just put your stuff inside that"

Hermione just nodded.

"Well now that, that's over I'm going to go eat"Blaise stood up.

"Do you ever do anything but eat and sleep?"Hermione smiled for once.

"Yeah I go make money"

As she thought that her life could be at a turning point Hermione laughed and followed Draco and Blaise into the kitchen to watch them eat.