Nobody Knows 4

Disclaimer- I own nothing… and if I did, I wouldn't take the characters that I created and poke them with sticks cuz that is just plain mean… fun, yet mean! And if I owned Draco, which sadly I don't, I wouldn't be writing stories about him cuz I would be to busy… well, you know! Lol! JK!

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Kiki- STOP SAYING MY SPELLING SUCKS! THAT RULE GOES FOR YOU TOO! –Evil death glare- grr! Australian Sarah says "hi Katelyn" (she said it, not me!)

Xxxsarahxxx- -singy song voice- I still have a plan! And I'm not telling you! You will have to wait until I get to that part in the story, which may be a while just so that I can torture you and then laugh! –deep breath- -laughs- Actually it is this chaper!

Note 1- YAYNESS! I love reviews! I happy! Thanks to EVERYONE!

Note 2- Did anyone see the penguin movie? (You say "Happy Feet?") No, the OTHER penguin movie, March of the Penguins? (You say "oh," and then your answer). Kiki and I have said "how many times in your life can you say 'no the OTHER penguin movie'?"

Note 3- Sorry it took so long but I had the BIGGEST writers block with this story.

Note 4- Ok… I'm going to correct myself when I say that my spelling is off! I mean the words are correct it is just that I would type "she" instead of "he" but knowing that everyone is smart (expect a certain unknown anonymous person that will stay nameless coughkikicough…excuse me… ow, ow, ow, ow, ow…) I was hoping that you can pick the mistakes out yourself and read it how it is suppose to be read! Anyways I again thank everyone for bearing with me and don't worry, when this story is totally complete I will go back though it and correct everything that I can find!

Note 5- Those poems I wrote, I am NOT suicidal, they just happen to fit with the story… and I was in a pissed off mood when I wrote them but they seemed appropriate.

Note 6- I'll be using an idea from the TV show One Tree Hill (season three) where it is the Halloween Party and I'll be using Peyton's costume. If nobody has any idea what I just said, the idea of the costume isn't mine!

Note 7- When Draco thinks later on the underlined thoughts are that 'little voice' in his head.

Ok I'll stop talking now.

So… randomness, randomly, random… PENGUINS… READ!

Chaper 4- We're Alike

That was how the first several weeks of school went: Hermione got pissed every time she saw Draco and another girl together, she would destroy anything her hands could get on, many times she even had to go to the Room of Requirements to get away from the screams that were coming from Draco's room.

Halloween was coming up soon. Everyone was looking forward to it. They were all talking about who was going with whom to the Halloween Feast and Party, what they were dressing up as and everything else the gossip carried. Hermione couldn't care less. Three guys have asked her to go, but when she was to look at them straight in the eye without saying anything, they bolted.

"I should ask that girl in Hufflepuff," Ron said.

"Who?" Harry asked.

"Sarah," Ron said with a 'lovey-dovey' voice with his face going red, "I think she is so cute."

'Good, he finally got over me,' Hermione thought reading.

"Go ask her. It can't be as bad as fourth year when you asked Fleur," Harry laughed.

"Can we not relive that?" Ron said.

"Just go ask her!"

And Ron was off. Harry watched him walk over to a girl sitting with her friends. He watched Ron talk to her and then her burst into laughter. He looked bummed. Just as he was about to come back another girl walked up to him. She said something that Harry couldn't quite make out what she said but Ron face lit up.

"I'm going with a different Sarah," he said, smiling, sitting back down.

"Are you even going?" Harry asked Hermione.

"Do I look like the type of person at the moment who would have fun?" Hermione said, looking up from her book, her dark eyes glaring daggers at Harry.

"Mi, you have been acting… weird since school started, what is going on?"

"I don't want to talk about it," she said going back to her reading.

"Well, maybe you should talk about it. I mean when you left last year, you were all 'happy-go-lucky' and now you are all depress-"

"I. Don't. Want. To. Talk. About. It," and she got up and left.

'They want to see me have fun? I'll show them fun!' Hermione thought as an idea formed into her head. She smiled to herself. She had the rest of the day off to work on her costume.

She looked at herself in the mirror, smiled an evil smirk as she tried her outfit on.

"Perfect!"

Draco was walking down the hall with this girl from Ravenclaw, Myrna he thinks her name was. When they reached the Heads dorms, they found Hermione finishing some of her Defense Against the Dark Arts homework.

"Does she have to be here?" Myrna asked Draco, eyeing her.

Hermione turned to see the girl take his hand and entangle his fingers with hers. She glared again. Hermione should be used this by now you think, but we may have guess wrong.

"I was kind of hoping that it would be done in my room," Draco saying, gazing at Myrna. She smiled wider, taking him into a deep kiss right in front of Hermione.

In Hermione's head, she planned everything out: she takes out her wand, says the Killing Curse, and she and Draco live happily ever after. Sucks that reality can't be like that.

"This is sick," Hermione muttered and walked out of the common room 'accidentally' bumping Myrna in the shoulder.

"Excuse you, Mudblood!" she snapped at her.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Hermione said, acting like she was. "Next time, watch where I'm walking!" and she slammed the portrait shut.

"What's with that bitch?" she asked Draco.

Draco shrugged. Of course he knew what was wrong with her. He read her journal every night once the girl beside him fell asleep.

"She is just jealous because she knows she is just a stuck-up bookworm Mudblood," it sounded to Draco like she was talking to herself since she just answered her own question.

"Sure… just jealous…" Draco said, trying not to feel bad about what just happened.

Feel bad? Feel BAD! Has something strange in the universe happened that made Draco Malfoy, of all people, feel bad about Hermione Granger?

"She is just jealous because she knows that she can never have you… you are too good for her," Myrna went on, interrupting Draco's thinking.

Ok now he was getting a bit pissed. But instead of hitting her, he knew of a better idea to make her feel pain.

(A/N- and that is where I skip the details… sorry but wow you guys are a bunch of really horny losers if you were just looking for a sex scene! You're not getting it from me!)

In the Room of Requirements, Hermione didn't want to feel anything. She wanted her feelings gone, she didn't want feelings for him anymore but she couldn't get him out of her mind. Her head was spinning and she was becoming dizzy, then she fell to the floor.

'Paper,' she thought. She looked up and found several pieces of paper around her. 'Pen,' and she found one beside her. She preformed the spell so that it would get in her notebook that she still hasn't found.

Then she started writing.

The more girls he is with, the more I know I can't have him. The more I know I can't have him the more I want him. The more I want him the more know I can't have him and then it just starts over from there. I hate this. All he does is bully me and the more he does that, the more I hate him. The more I hate him, the more I want him. I have never felt more of a complicated emotion. There's only one thing left to do…

She needed something more. Something to make everything stop. Something to make everything go away. Something to make her forget. Then the room gave a knife. Shaking and crying, she picked it up, held her arm over the paper and –slash- -slash- made two deep large cuts on her arm. The blood spilled from her flesh on the paper. It spread on to the floor making a pool of blood where she sat.

Myrna screamed.

"Draco, stop!"

He chuckled.

"No Draco, stop! Please!"

But he didn't.

"DRACO YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" she slapped him. That took Draco by surprise.

"What the hell was that for?"

"Look!" she pointed to his desk. There was blood everywhere.

"What the fuck?" he said as he got up and went to go see what was going on. He tried getting all his stuff out of the way before the blood got to it.

"What is going on?" Myrna asked looking freaked out.

He found it, Hermione's journal. The red liquid poured from the pages dripping onto the floor.

"What the hell is that?" she said.

Running to the bathroom to put the notebook in the sink so that the blood wouldn't ruin anything else in his room, he ignored her.

'What the hell is going on with her?'

He opened the page that the blood was coming from and he could just make out what she wrote.

The more girls he is with, the more I know I can't have him. The more I know I can't have him the more I want him. The more I want him the more know I can't have him and then it just starts over from there. I hate this. All he does is bully me and the more he does that, the more I hate him. The more I hate him, the more I want him. I hvea never felt more of a complicated emotion. There's only one thing left to do…

'She's obsessed!' he thought setting it in the sink and leaving it there. 'She's worse than Pansy!' which is actually a sad thought.

"Drakie," Myrna called to him, "come on to bed."

Draco stood in the doorway of the bathroom. He frowned.

"What?" she asked him.

"Maybe… you should probably go," Draco said softly.

She looked pissed off.

"What?" she walked to him. "What was that? I should what?"

"Go. Leave. Get out," he told her.

She slapped him again, this time harder.

"Asshole!" and she turned on her heel and marched out of the dorm.

Draco fell back on his bed, sighing and running a hair through his messy hair. He didn't know what to do. His body reacted before his mind. He didn't know what he was going then suddenly he found himself surround by red blood. This pain he felt wasn't new to him. He had done it before. He just felt a different way about it.

'I can't have feelings for her!'

Yet, they both felt the same about one another.

The Halloween Party came quickly. Everyone was in the Great Hall laughing, dancing, talking, and some were even snogging. Hermione was up in her room getting ready and putting the last finishing touches on her outfit. Once she applied the last bit of make-up she headed to the Great Hall. When she walked in, everyone turned to face her. Talks about her started going.

"Did someone die?"

"Who is that?"

"That's not Hermione Granger, is it?"

"It's the Angel of Death."

Angel of Death was right. She stood in her black high boots, black short skirt, black tight corset top, black feathery wings and pure white highlights in her hair. She narrowed her dark eyes at everyone, crossed her arms and walked to a table to sit down. Everyone went back to what they were doing.

"So, who sent for the Ghost of Christmas Goth?" a voice said behind her. Hermione turned and there stood Draco… at least she thought it was Draco. He was in a black leather trench coat, baggie black pants, boots and even he dyed his hair black for the night. He even added black make up around his eyes. He smiled but she didn't return it. He took a seat next to her. He noticed that she tried covering up the scars on her arm.

"Mi, are you ok?" he said, trying to look at her arm.

"Not really," she muttered.

"What's going on? You wanna talk about it?"

She sighed.

"I don't think you could help."

"Try me."

She paused to think.

"You know what, no, you can't help," she stood up to leave. 'This was a bad idea.'

"Hermione, why not?" he followed her out of the Great Hall. He reached out and grabbed her arm (the one she didn't cut). "You told me about your parents, why can't you tell me about this?"

"Reasons," she muttered.

"What reasons?" he said gripping tighter.

"Nothing that you need to know or care about."

"Please?"

"Let go!"

"Tell me, please."

She glared at him. His eyes were sending signals asking her to tell him. Her eyes started filling up with tears. She shook her head.

"I can't," she looked away from him.

"Why can't you? Look at me." She didn't. He tilted her chin up to his face. "Look at me." She did. "Why can't you tell me?"

"I just can't," she said with her voice getting dry.

"Hermione, I'm sorry for everything I ever put you through, I'm sorry for any pain that you felt, but you can tell me anything."

"I CAN'T!" she screamed at him. He let loose on her arm and she bolted to the dorm.

"Drakie-Poo!" a voice called. He turned and saw Pansy dressed in a tight red short dress, finished off with devil horns and a tail, which totally suited her.

"What now?" he said sounding annoyed.

"Come on and have some fun," she took him by the hand and was leading him into the Great Hall.

"No, I don't feel like it," he said.

"What wrong baby?"

"You."

"Me? What did I do?"

"You are just around! You are fricking annoying the shit out of me. You're pissing me off and I feel like hitting you pretty damn hard. There's a hundred guys in there, go bother them!" and he turned his back on her and left her in confusion.

Draco slowly walked back to the dorms.

'Do you like her? She's a Mudblood I can't like her. Then again if I were to date her I wouldn't have my father on my back about it. But there is the whole 'she is completely opposite of you'. Wait… opposite of me? Have you seen the way she has been? I'm kinda scared of her. Yea that's true. Opposites attract. You know that is bull. So what? It is true. She's hot, yea. So are a lot of other girls you fucked, but you don't have feelings for them. Yea, but I didn't fuck her.'

He touched the scars on his arm through the coat.

When he reached the Head dorms, he heard crying coming from Hermione's room. He crept slowly and quietly trying not to make a sound. He peeked through the doorway. There, Hermione laid on the floor, shaking and blood pouring out of her wrists.

"Hermione!" Draco cried and dodged in the room. He knelt next to her, "Mi, stop!" He grabbed her arm.

"Let me GO!" she screamed, trying to crawl away from him.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Why do you care?"

That never dawned on Draco. Why DID he care?"

"You of all people shouldn't care! You DON'T care! You care about NOTHING!" When she said 'nothing', she threw the knife at Draco. It missed him by a complete mile but she didn't care. She gathered her knees in her arms and sobbed.

Draco left the room. He went and found her notebook, walked back in the room and threw it at her feet. Hermione glanced at the book then Draco.

"I don't care?" he said. "I don't care? Every night I read that over and over and Merlin knows why I'm starting to care! I DO care! I just don't know why!"

"You read my notebook?" she asked.

Draco looked lost for words.

"Well, when you gave me those notes, it was in there and-"

"You read my notebook?" she repeated more fiercely.

"It was just-"

"You READ my NOTEBOOK?" she stood up, her eyes raging with fire.

"Hermione, I-"

"How could you read my personal stuff! WHY would you read my personal stuff?" she was shouting now.

"Mi, just please-"

"You said you didn't have it!" she clenched her fist.

"I lied, but-"

"You lied!" then she paused. Her eyes went back to being calm, she let her fists loose. She relaxed her voice. "You lied," she said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "That is just like you. Why am I not surprised?"

"Hermione, just-"

"No. Just go."

"But-"

"GO!"

He started walking out but stopped in the doorway.

"I've done it too."

"I said-" she stopped. "Did what?"

He rolled up his sleeve and showed her his arm.

"Why did you-"

"I don't know. Why did you?"

She looked at her wrist that was still bleeding though not as bad as before.

"I don't know."

"Guess we are more alike then we think," and then he walked out.

Wanna know something? I hate finals. Wanna know something else? I don't like the way this chaper turned out. I didn't have it in mind and I wanted something else to happen! You tell me what I should do: go on or stop? It is up to you. If I go on then I'm not promising the story will be good cuz my writers block is huge and I hate it. Make it go away! If I stop then this will be on mind and I'll make up a stupid ending.

So tell me what you think! If you want to give me ideas (which I will TOTALLY love by the way) you can! Thanks!

I don't know when my next update will be though. Sorry! Blame school and cheerleading!

Xxxsarahxxx- long enough?

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