A/N: Inspired by the song This Ruined Puzzle by Dashboard Confessional

I know that it's rushed, bleh I guess it's because I have so many ideas and its kind of bursting out the edges with me. I'm going to go back either in the next few days or when I have exactly what I want as an idea skeleton for the story to add in things and pace it better.

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Chapter 13: The Truth Shall Set You Free

The moment when Professor McGonagall had announced that no one needed the Antantrum Draco knew that he was in a bit of trouble. In hopes of avoiding it he walked out of the hall into the garden and sat down on a bench still holding on the crushed rose. Everything was going wrong. He wanted a flawless night for him and Hermione to escape into a night of fantasy with a perfect excuse of Antantrum for their actions in public. But no, this couldn't happen on account of two reasons, his stupidity of going along with a lie to protect himself and the announcement that revealed his only excuse was a lie. He placed his head in his hands ashamed, then thought of the note he put into Hermione's book the night he first kissed her.

Hermione ran all way back into her room, plopping down onto her bed wanting to cry. You were stupid to believe him. He's never been nice and all he had to do is pretend to like you, pretend the Antantrum got into his mouth during detention. It was all an act; it was all a stupid act. You were fooled. You're stupid. Just plain stupid. She buried her face into her pillow bawling. She never thought that Draco would or even could break her heart, but he managed to. After crying for a few minutes she stood up to get a tissue, clear off the rundown makeup on her face. She grabbed the tissue and then looked over and saw her book. There's an idea. Read. Escape into their world stay far from reality. She picked up the book and began to read page by page. She placed her hand to prepare herself to turn the page when she had a hard time to grabbing a hold of one page. She stopped reading and looked down to the corner of the book; another piece of paper was stuck to the page. She flipped the page and looked at the extra scrap of paper that was attached by magic.

It Read:

My thoughts to Hermione,

Tonight I messed up. I hope that you'll have it in your heart to forgive me. I want you to know that every time I kissed you I meant it, every single second of it. I've always liked you and I can't help but to feel that I ruined it. I know how this probably comes off; I am Draco Malfoy, a guy least likely to be saying such a thing to any girl. But here I am saying it; I am a coward, a coward in the fact that I wanted to hide this feeling forever from you. There is something about you that I can not describe but it does something to me, something amazing. I hid this note just like I've hidden my feelings and when you find it; this hidden fact can be revealed. I want to be yours and you to be mine. I've wanted it this ever since you held your wand up at me and had me frozen from fear against a tree. I know all I've shown is hatred, but that is far, far from the truth.

My life seems meaningless without you. Please don't allow my stupid mistakes ruin my chance with the one thing I've never felt so sure about before.

Draco

Hermione read it. It was a magical note thinker, where this particular one expresses the thoughts a person has pertaining to another person. They were handing them out all week. Draco must have bought one. But, does he really feel this way? Or is this another trick. The only way to find out is if she cast a truth spell onto the paper. She hurriedly ran down the halls on her way to the library where she opened a book in search of the spell. Hermione rounded the corner before running right into Pansy Parkinson.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Parkinson, give me anymore attitude and I'll be forced to deduct 10 points from Slytherin."

"As if it matters, you already have Draco wrapped around your retched fingers. For all we know, he could be under your spell. What are you trying to pull of Granger? Cheating your way into helping Gryffindor win the house cup that they do not deserve?" Pansy stepped closer holding her wand out, a few other Slytherin students slipped out from the shadows on the walls.

"I am doing nothing of the sort. Draco is the one who is tricking me; he made me think he wanted me." She said softly holding on the now crumbled note she found from the book.

"Did you not hear McGonagall? The Antantrum was a scam. We confronted Draco asking him why he was acting so pathetically in love with you. He told us that he was under the influence of Antantrum." She stepped closer pulling out her wand. "You see Granger, Draco lied to us. That only means one thing. Draco means every single sickening act of kindness he has ever suggested towards you. Therefore you must have put him on some kind of spell to make him fall for you, you sick twisted mud blood." She flicked her wand with her wrist muttering a few words and Hermione passed out falling onto the floor.

Draco finally decided to go see Hermione, maybe she would accept his apology, and he hoped she'd accept it. He ran up the stairs to where his corridors were. He said the password and stepped inside yelling for Hermione out loud. He ran to her bedroom door and knocked on it, no one answered.

"Granger? Please Granger, open the door. I am sorry. I'm just scared." He knocked on the door again before turning the knob. The door opened, and all he saw was a book laid open on her bed, but where she was he didn't know. He ran out into the hall thinking of the Library as the second most likely place she would be. Right before he got there he stepped down and heard something crush. He moved his foot back and looked what lied in his way. He bent over and picked it up.

My thoughts to Hermione,

I love her.

- Draco

He was shocked to what it said himself considering it was his thoughts not what he was willing to admit to himself to say. He did love her, he honestly did.

"GRANGER?" he cried out looking all around. He was still a good amount away from the library. He continued to walk to the doors before hearing a soft laugh in a dark corner.

"Wow Draco, I never thought you could be so weak." Pansy revealed herself out from the shadow.

"What do you want Parkinson" he said angrily.

"For you to forget about Granger. We took care of her; you don't need to worry about her spell…"

"You what?"

"We took care of her. You don't have to be under this spell anymore."

"IM NOT UNDER ANY SPELL PARKINSON."

"You must be. She's a mud-"

"Finish that sentence and I will finish you." He said mad still looking around. "Where is she?" Pansy stood still not wanting to tell Draco and not wanting to get hurt due to his anger.

Pansy rolled her eyes. "Tell me the truth Draco. If you tell me the truth maybe I'll tell you the truth of where your precious mud- ahem – Granger is."

"What do you want to know Parkinson" still searching around the room.

"You know what I want to know Draco. Just spit it out."

"FINE. I love her. OK? She makes me feel like the luckiest guy alive. I actually feel happy. I don't bloody care what people think and what they do in result. I want her. I don't care where she came from, what she is, who she's friends with, what house she's in. None of it matters. I only acted like it did because I didn't want to admit that I liked someone who I fell behind in class ranks. Ok? Now tell me where she is Parkinson, or you'll regret it." He said pointing his wand straight for her face prepared to take any action necessary.

"Ok Draco, but you're breaking my heart yet again."

"I never wanted your dim heart in the first place, so you're breaking it yourself Parkinson. You were the one who was jumping on me taking things over board making me want to run straight to hell when you were around." Pansy had tears welding up in her eyes again. He wasn't worth this.

"Fine Draco. She's tied up, I knocked her out cold with a spell, and she's probably awake by now. She's underneath the whomping willow."

"You're pitiless!" Draco said enraged muttering a spell pushing Pansy back into the dark corner she revealed herself from. She got up slowly rubbing the back of her head while Draco ran off outside into the snowy night.