A/N: Next Chapter! Let's hope I get more reviews than the last one...

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN JK ROWLING'S IDEAS, NOR THE INSTANT STAR COMPANY. THE NAMES IN MY LAST CHAPTER WHEN HERMIONE WAS NAMING DRACO'S...ERM...PARTNERS...WERE OF MY OWN CREATION. WELL...AND THE CREATION OF MY FRIENDS.

Hermione sat in the Cafeteria, dumbstruck. She always knew he had the tendency to lash out, but never call her mudblood that many times. She got up, took her tray from the table, threw out her trash, and followed him into the hallway.

"Draco, wait. I shouldn't have...That wasn't very polite of me...WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST WAIT UP?" Hermione said, mostly to Draco's back.

"Why should I wait, Granger? You insult me, you assume I wanted all those 'nights of passion', as you called them. Granger, I didn't want that. My father wanted that. He still wants that. Did you ever see those girls again?" Draco replied, grabbing her shoulders.

"Well...no...I guess not...-" she spluttered.

"That was a retorical question, Hermione. I...they...my dad took them. All of them. Any girl I liked, he took for his stupid dungeon. It was a trap. I didn't want that. I couldn't fight against it though. He'd kill me. Walk with me." He explained, motioning down the hall to his locker. Walking next to him, Hermione didn't talk. Not a peep.

"Here. I'll take you back into my past. Ok?" Draco said, pointing to the miniature Pensieve in his locker. Taking his wand and drawing a white strand from his head, he placed his thought into the bowl of watery, silver substance.

"Whatever..." Hermione said, being sucked into the bowl.

Landing outside the Slytherin common room, Draco suddenly turned the black and white color of their surroundings and people. A girl that Hermione recognized as Sabrina Shell walked around the corner, a hand over her mouth to stifle her suductive giggle.

"Draco, you know that this is against school rules. Snape'll catch us for sure, if not that snitch Parkinson. But...let's do it anyways..." Sabrina said, once more stifling a suductive giggle.

" I know. You know that that doesn't matter. My dad wants me to...experiment. He says that what he did to find my mom." Draco replied, casting a worried look around. Hermione could have sworn his eyes rested on her for a millisecond. The quickly flitted back to Sabrina. Tears were welling up in his eyes. She had no idea what was coming.

"Ahhh...Another item for your father's collection? When will he get enough?" Blaise Zabini called from a table on the other side of the commons.

"Draco, what does he mean, 'another item for your father's collection?' You aren't...using me, are you?" Sabrina said, looking at Draco through her slitted, crystal blue eyes.

"Sabrina, Come here. I don't want to do this. Touch the Snake statue. 3, 2, 1, go." Draco said softly, grimacing at his thoughts. Nodding slightly at Hermione, she walked up and touched it. Soaring through the air, they arrived in front of Draco's bedroom, probably in the Malfoy Manor.

"Sabrina. I...I...love you. Just...do what he asks. You don't want to resist. He'll do it anyways." Draco said, grimacing again. Showing his arm to the door in front of his room, the door opened and the trio stepped in.

"Ahhhh. Draco, son! Who have you brought to..hem, hem...visit?" Lucious said softly, with an air of faux kindness.

"Sabrina Shell, father. Nice to be home again. You know her; You killed her parents last year." Draco said, as Sabrina let out a small growl.

"You. You killed my parents. I'll kill you. Why? Why did you choose my parents?" She asked.

"Oh, ho, girl. You're that mudblood. Are you friends with Granger? You being a mudblood and I being a pureblood should explain it. However, if your tiny Ravenclaw brain does not understand such terms-" Lucious started.

"What does my Hogwarts House have to do with my brain? I'm head prefect for my house. That depends on grades and smarts, not your damn blood. I'm leaving. Draco, take me back to Hogwarts. We have to-" Sabrina hissed. She was cut off by Ramone, Lucious' biggest and slightly "handsomer" henchmen, put a clammy, warm hand over her mouth.

"Oh, darling Samantha-"

Ramone let out a cry of pain. Sabrina had been brave enough to bite his palm. "It's Sabrina!" she snarled.

"Samantha, Sabrina, Tomato, Tomahto...no difference. Anyways, Darling Sabrina, do come with me." With a wave of Lucious' hand, Sabrina, unwillfully, began to walk forward.

Draco kept walking with her. Leaning over Sabrina's shoulder, he whispered, "Don't resist. It will only make it worse, my love. I'll come and visit when I can. I love you." Tears were nearly pouring down his face. Hermione rushed towards him. Draco knew she was there; he was only pretending not to.

"Oh, no, Draco. You will not be witnessing this one. I know you want to protect her, but the Dark Lord wanted me to continue the tradition. You don't want his spirit mad, do you?" Lucious said, barely over a whisper.

"Oh, no, of course not. Bastard-" Draco snarled. He was pulled back by Ramone and another henchman, Simon. He began to scream profanity. Tears were pouring down his face. He hadn't loved anyone but Sabrina. He needed to save her. "No, you retarded fool, no! Let me go you f---ing b---ards!" Ramone and Simon dragged him out, kicking and screaming. Hermione followed them.

Outside the dungeon door, everything began to fade. The henchmen, the door, the screaming and sobbing of Sabrina, and walls, and finally, the floor. Hermione and Draco soared back to DeSales hallway.

"Draco..I didn't know..You loved her..I..you...she-" Hermione spluttered. She couldn't find the words to say she was sorry.

"Yeah, Granger, I did. Now, if I may excuse myself, I must go to Chemistry. See you later." Draco said. His face was covered in hints to tell Hermione he didn't want to talk about it, yet Hermione didn't pick them up.

'Accio Chemistry stuff!' Hermione said. Her supplies soared into her hands. She ran to catch up to Draco. Her mind was reeling; the gears were turning in her brain. Why didn't anyone stop Lucious? Why does Lucious want girls? Why didn't Draco this and Why didn't Draco that. She turned the corner, and those thoughts disappeared. She needed to see McGonnagel ASAP.

A/N: HOW IS IT? Do you like it? Do you not like it? That was the 7th year horror of Malfoy. The next chapter will tell about Friday. What will happen between Draco and Kate? What will happen between HErmione and Kate and Draco? Find out next chapter, same place, same time...well, not quite, but approximately...Love, Ryn