a/n Sorry I haven't updated! First my mom said that I had to take some time off the computer, then the day I was allowed back on I jammed my finger and had to wear a splint!  But now my finger is better and I'm back to writing! Enjoy! Oh and thanks to Harry's kittenCecilia AnimeWriter, and myboydraco06 for the reviews!

Hermione felt nothing, nothing at all. All the sadness that had been there yesterday had been washed away, she was empty. Hermione glanced over at the boy holding her hand. She didn't even feel anything about him, except what she remembered feeling before. Nothing, it echoed through Hermione's head. Then a movement caught the corner of her eye. Draco. He had been following her and watching her since the beginning of the day. What could he possibly want? It was of course his fault that she felt this way, or rather didn't feel anything.

The boy holding her hand said goodbye and left, Hermione realized that she had a free period. There was one problem; the hall was empty except for her and Draco. He obviously had noticed this too and ran to catch up to her.

"Hermione, I need to talk to you. You look like crap." He drawled out. Hermione ignored him and he fell into step next to her. "What don't want to speak to me? I have all the time in the world. Also I have some information that you might like about you new boyfriend." Hermione snapped.

"Don't you have class or something?" He shook his head smirking. "Don't you have anything better to do then bug me?" He smirked again.

"Of course I do, but this happens to be the most amusing course of action to take." Hermione rolled her eyes and picked up her pace. Her destination: the girl's bathroom. She veered around the corner and dived into the bathroom door, she saw Draco make a sudden movement before she was pitched through the door.

Draco swore to himself. He hadn't realized where she was heading until it was too late. After a few minutes waiting in front of the bathroom he left, it could have gone a lot better, but then again it could have gone a lot worse. The one thing he didn't get was why she wasn't mad at him. She doesn't even know who he really is, he thought angrily to himself. He felt hollow and the anger was just a shadow of what it should have been. But I know, I know and I need to tell her. She wouldn't listen though, that much was for sure. Well at least she would be warned the only thing was he had to find out how to tell her. He was glad that the little voice in the back of his head had disappeared again; he blamed it for everything that happened.

After turning another corner he was faced with an agitated Weasel and Potter. Draco looked at them bemused. What could they want?

"Malfoy have you seen Hermione?" Draco smirked at Potter.

"Why are you fighting? Poor Potter does he miss her? Does Weasel miss her too?" Draco laughed to himself as Potter's face went red.

"I just saw her last period." He muttered to himself.

"Shove off Malfoy." Weasel said and they left. Draco watched their retreating backs and turned back for the direction of Slytherin common room. He had a plan.

Hermione waited for ten minutes before venturing out of the bathroom. She knew that she should be mad, but she felt nothing. Nothing at all, she sighed. It was getting a bit tiring, feeling nothing. Hermione past the mirror and looked at her reflection. She hated to admit it, but Draco was right, she looked like crap. Hermione leaned her head against the window and stared out at the rainy grounds and closed her eyes. There was something wrong with her. She could tell it wasn't right not to feel anything. If anyone could know it would be Professor McGonagall, there was no one else to ask unless she wanted to ask some of the girls in her year. Hermione snorted at this idea, it would be safer to go to Professor McGonagall.

"Yes come in." Hermione entered Professor McGonagall's office. "Yes Miss Granger what can I do for you?" Her beady eyes looked closely at Hermione.

"Professor, there is something wrong." She gave her a look that said to continue. "You see, I'm not feeling well. Well more like I'm not feeling anything." Professor McGonagall sighed and put down the papers that she was grading.

"Not feeling anything, or feeling empty." Hermione looked at her confused, something that not usually happened to her. "You see, someone can feel nothing, or feel empty. Nothing is having no feelings, no reactions, only shadows. Empty is a feeling, something that is mistaken for nothing, but in this a feeling. It wraps you up so you thin you feel nothing." It tool Hermione a few minutes to digest the information.

"I guess it is more of an empty feeling." Professor McGonagall smiled slightly.

"Boy trouble?" Hermione looked at her surprised. "Don't worry Miss Granger; even the brightest witches don't understand males. You'll find a way around it." Hermione nodded and left the room absorbed in her thoughts.

Draco scrawled the letters tight and neat. He had to make sure that Hermione wouldn't recognize his hand writing. Then he whisked away to get a school owl, this way Hermione couldn't tell who he was by the deliverer. That would surely give away his identity. After picking a school owl and tying the letter to his leg Draco looked out of the window watching it fly off to Hagrid's hut. Hagrid would put a few spells on the letter, which he did to everyone's letters so that they were jinx free. Hermione would get the letter tomorrow. Draco sighed and closed his eyes, the next part of his plan unfolding in his mind.

a/n Ok, this was a semi short chapter, but I decided to cut it off early to do a little contest. I don't mind criticism as long as it is constructive. Hey, try out the contest thing, I'll post who got it right on the next chapter when I tell you who he is!

CONTEST!

Please submit the name of the person you think Hermione is going out with.

(Please note, if no one does the contest I might just have to skip telling you who he is in the next chapter and you'll have to wait!)