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The Story Behind It

"Draco! But-but how?" asked Hermione in a panicky voice.

"Well, The Dark Lord murdered him because my father could not persuade me to become a Death Eater. They needed me on the dark

side to get information from the good side, but when I refused the join, you-know-who killed my father. This all happened last night," said

Draco with an actual tear running down his face.

Hermione wiped away the tear with her hand.

"Draco, why was Snape talking about Voldemort so openely infront of me?" asked Hermione.

"That, I don't know, I think that he was too caught up in his rage, but there might be a reason behind it," replied Draco.

"Draco, will you sleep with me tonite? As in, you know, sleep next to me, I don't want to leave you!" said Hermione.

"Of course Hermione, I don't know what I would do without you," said Draco in a bit happier voice.

Hermione and Draco went up to Draco's room, and they spent the night together. The problem was that neither of them could sleep (A/N:

be quiet you dirty minded ppl ;) ) because they had too much on their minds. Draco never really loved his father, but now that he is gone,

Draco realized how much he missed him. He tried to make himself better by remembering all the times his father hit him or insulted him.

Hermione stayed up all night thinking about what would happen if Draco actually became a Death Eater. What if he is using me to try to

get information about the Order from me. Should I actually trust the guy I have hated for six years now? I'm really confused.

Draco was thinking about how Hermione suddenly liked him. I wonder if the good side made her get information about me. What if

they thought that I was a Death Eater? Well I' m not, and my theory will be proven correctly if Hermione breaks up with me.

"'Arry, I 'ave just received news that my Uncle Lucius has died," said Yvette in a sad voice.

"Really! That's great! He was an evil evil man!" exclaimed Harry, but he regreted what he said when he saw the look on Yvette's face when he said that.

"Oops, I didn't really mean to say that, sorry. I'm really sorry that you –coff- beloved uncle has died," said Harry in a fake grave voice.

"It is ok 'Arry, I understand 'ow you and my uncle never, 'ow you can say, liked each other," said Yvette in an understanding voice, but

she was still a bit miffed about Harry talking about her uncle like that.

"Look Yvette, me and your uncle never really liked each other. He was responsible for nearly killing my best friends sister!" said Harry.

"It is ok 'Arry, but please, do not insult members of my family ever again," said Yvette as she walked away from Harry.

Draco woke up when Hermione got out of his bed.

"Hey Herms. You sleep OK?" asked Draco.

"To tell you the truth, no, I had too much on my mind to sleep. What about you my blond prince," Hermione said with a grin on her face.

"Blond Prince? Hermione! I prefer to be called, 'The Hot Prince,' or 'Slytherin God,' or 'The Sexy Blond Guy'," said Draco.

"Keep dreamin, hun," said Hermione while winking.

She walked out of the room and Draco ran his hand through his messy hair. How could I have ever suspected her. I don't think that

she is using me… But what if she is? What if I'm right? What if she's just a really good actress. Ok, stress lines on my face will

ruin my, well, um, hot-ness..

Hermione walked into her bathroom and started brushing her teeth. She spit out the foam and washed her face. I don't think that Draco

would use me. Maybe.. Maybe Snape and Draco did that whole tantrum on purpose! Maybe they did it just to make me think that

Draco is not a bad person who wants to get information out of me. But I don't think that he would be such a good actor because

for a fact I kow its hard to get fake tears running down your face. Maybe his father really died..

Ginny put the final touches of her makeup on, straightened out her skirt, and quickly brushed her hair. She snuck out of the Gryffindor

common room to go see Blaise in the deserted classroom no one uses. She quietly entered the room, closing the door behind her gently.

Everything was dark. Hmm, we never turn of the lights completely, we just make them dim. She turned on the lights to find Pansy Parkinson on Blaise's lap, kissing him full on, and Blaise was not doing anything at all to stop her.

"BLAISE HOW DARE YOU!" screamed Ginny.

She ran out of the room crying, and she could hear the Blaise screaming for her to come back. To think I actually trusted a Slytherin.

I'm a stupid, stupid girl, I should have listened to Lavender about that stupid playboy!.

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