A/n: I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY! This should have come out earlier except that I didn't know what to write and when I did I got grounded and couldn't use the internet and… (takes deep breath) Now I don't know what to write for an author's note… (sighs)

Disclaimer: It's not mine!

She tried to scream, but the mouth on top of hers had other plans. She heard her shirt rip and felt herself moving along the wall. There were murmurs from the paintings and Hermione prayed to God that one of them would go get Dumbledore.

She stumbled backwards as the door behind her opened. Both of them fell onto a bed conjured by the Room of Requirement. Hermione knew if someone didn't come soon, she would be expecting by next year. She could feel her cheeks growing wet from her crying. She could feel hands pulling her skirt off and major panic set in. Her arms were under her body and someone was on top of her, so she was pinned. Not that she could do anything with her arms. She was still too weak from lack of food.

Hermione then started to notice the temperature of the room. It seemed to be getting hotter by the second. She couldn't see anything because of the blindfold but she certainly heard what happened.

WHHOOOOOOOSSSHHH!

Hermione pushed herself up the bed as the man on top of her released her. She heard several curses being shouted and then a loud thud on the opposite end of the room. Scooting closer to the headboard and pillows, Hermione didn't remove the blindfold, afraid of what she might see. She could feel herself shaking uncontrollably and felt the tears flood down her cheeks to her neck and chest. She felt something touch her and she squeaked, moving away. The blindfold pealed away to reveal her rescuer.

"Harry?"

Ron grabbed Padma's hand and led her away from the Astronomy Tower. Walking down the deserted halls, they both stayed silent until Padma had to ask.

"Where are we going, Ron?" Ron just smiled and shook his head, leading her down several flights of stares to the Entrance Hall. He was about to push open the doors when Padma yanked his hand away.

"We can't go out there," she hissed. "You heard what Dumbledore said. Since Snape and Harry are gone, we can't go outside after dinner. You know that!"

"Come on," Ron pouted, sticking out his lower lip and enlarging his sky blue eyes. "Pretty please!" Padma smiled. No one in their right mind could refuse Ronald Weasleys Puppy Dog look.

"Okay," she said in a mock-resigned voice. "We'll go, but only for a few minutes." Ron grinned and pushed open the door. Moonlight glinted off the lake as the couple made their way down the hill. Stopping at the lakes edge, they stood, arms wrapped around each other. Ron watched as Padma took a deep breath, taking in the cool night air. She shivered, pulling Ron's arms closer around her.

"It's getting colder," she muttered. He smiled, resting his chin on her shoulder. She turned her head to look at him.

"What is it?" she asked. Ron stayed silent for a long time.

"What do you think will happen, Padma?" he said softly. She stared at him.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean, what do you think will happen to Harry and Hermione? They can't stay mad at each other forever. And if Harry ever does come back, what do you think would happen? Would Voldemort be gone or will Harry have to off again to fight him?"

"Those will be answered in time, Ron!" She turned around to stare into his eyes. He felt a stab of pain in his heart when he saw the tears leaking from them. "When Harry gets back, he'll know what to do! Hermione and Harry will solve their problems. God Ron, stop worrying about her! I am starting to wonder if the rumors were true! That you and Hermione were dating behind my back!" Now it was Ron's turn to look hurt.

"I wouldn't do that to you, Padma, You know I wouldn't!" he said. "I've always told you the truth. Always." Padma pulled away from him and walked down the lake.

"I'm starting to wonder if anything you say is the truth anymore, Ronald," she murmured. He watched as she stopped and turned back to look at him.

"I'm starting to wonder if you really love me," she whispered. Ron felt the same stab now tear a large hole in his heart.

"What are you saying?" he asked, his voice barely audible as he waited for the answer he hoped wouldn't come.

"I… Ron, I, you knew that this might not have worked. You spent almost all your time with Hermione and barely had time to say a word sideways to me before you swept off again to go find her. We grew apart, or at least I did… I can't live like that Ron…"

"Padma…" He took a step forward but she shook her head, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"No Ron," she choked. "I can't live like that. If you want to spend your time with Hermione and the rest of Gryffindor, then go a head. I can't keep waiting for you to come back and finish what we never started. Maybe in the beginning, I thought there was something there. But it turns out it was just a dream and nothing more. It's been over since day one Ron. I just now realized that." She turned around and walked away, leaving Ron to stand alone on the lake. He stood watching the moon's shimmering reflection on water surface, wondering in he could shimmer away.

Harry conjured a large quilt and placed it over her shaking body. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he gently touched her cheek. Hermione flinched but did not pull away. Their eyes remained locked for a few minutes before she found her voice.

"You came back," she muttered hoarsely. He smiled.

"I never left," he whispered. Leaning down, he kissed her. It was like an explosion. So many feelings burst from a dam somewhere in his chest. Feelings he had been holding onto for so long, he had no idea he had them until now. Love, joy, happiness, comfort, and contentment filled him as he slipped he stroked her cheek. The emotions she felt were of the same type. Hermione totally forgot about the attempted rape. For the moment, she was lost in the kiss. Fiery passion broke the surface as they pulled each other closer to one another. It took falling off the bed to knock them both back into reality.

A shocked Hermione lay on top of Harry, her breathing heavy as she stared at the equally shocked Gryffindor. Harry grinned and kissed her softly on the lips. They stayed like that for a few seconds before Hermione pulled away. She lay her head on Harry's chest and sighed.

For a long time they lay there on the floor in that position when Harry decided it was time to get up. Helping her up, Harry wrapped the quilt around Hermione. He stared into her chocolate brown eyes, pushing some stray hairs out of her face. Confusion entered her eyes.

"What happened?" she asked. Anger flashed in his eyes, but only for a moment. It was immediately replaced with a strange look. His eyes were unnaturally calm.

"I'll tell you later," he whispered. She frowned. Hermione didn't like the way he was acting all of a sudden.

"Harry…"

"Later, 'Mione," he growled, his eyes flashing red-gold for a second. Hermione could feel fear creeping up her spine. She suddenly wanted to be as far away from Harry as possible.

"Harry, let me go," she asked, trying to keep the panic out of her voice. Harry, however, seemed to not be listening. His hold tightened on her arm, and she could feel one of his arms pulling the quilt off. His eyes were not his own. They had turned blood red.

"Harry, let me GO!" she cried. It was then that she noticed a body lying in the corner of the room. She screamed.

Ron sat on the waters edge, thinking about the conversation he had had with Padma. What had he done? He knew that Padma had been right on one thing. He had spent more time with Hermione and Harry, or at least talked about them a lot. He had paid less and less attention to Padma while at Hogwarts. They had only had spent about an hour together each week since school started. Running a hand through his fire red hair, Ron lay back on the grass. She was also right about another thing. He hadn't told her the truth about some things.

Padma walked quietly through the halls towards her common room. Stating the password, she walked through the portrait hole. Sitting in a corner near the fire, she let the tears fall from her eyes.

He doesn't deserve to be cried over, she thought bitterly, wiping the tears away. Why should I cry over something that didn't love me?

Because you love him, said a second voice.

Do not!

Do too!

I can't love someone who won't even spend time with me! I…

She didn't finish the thought as two seventh years she didn't know plopped down in chairs close by.

"I can't believe he would do that to her!" exclaimed the first one. Neither of them noticed Padma.

"I know! I mean, snogging with another girl! And the most unlikeliest girl too! Cho Chang!"

"I thought Harry was dating Cho?"

"They were, but since Potter disappeared, she's been snogging Anthony. But for him to do that behind her back!" Both girls shuddered.

"And he hasn't told her, either!"

"How do you know?"

"Because they haven't broken up! Duh! If their still together, that means he hasn't told her and that he has no plans of doing so. If I were her, I would dump him if I found out he was cheating on me."

"Someone should tell her!"

"When you see her, tell her! She needs to know that she's being led along!"

Padma was getting to curious. Getting up, she walked over to the girls.

"Who are you talking about?" she asked them. Both girls glanced at each other, fidgeting.

"Ummmm… well…" said the first one. The second girl was much bolder.

"You see, I was in the bathroom a few days ago when I heard Cho Chang come in, talking about how she got interrupted by Anthony and about how it was going so well until they were interrupted. Another girl asked what was going so well and Cho said, 'Oh, just a snogfest with Ron Weasley!'" Padma couldn't breathe.

NO! her mind screamed. She stumbled back to her chair, curled up in it and sobbed uncontrollably.

A/n: Well, sorry again! Oh…. And I've got to tell you. I'm made a songfic on D/Hr called Brand New Day. Please check that out! Ummmm, I think that's it… I want to thank: