Woe is me. I've read the end of book 5 first and I'm utterly, utterly depressed. And after all this dying business I'm really not sure I can open the book for awhile. So I've decided, what better way to vent than to write the story (or twist the characters) in your own fashion? You should thank the guy who dies in book 5 (Oh ho ho ho I'm not giving any spoilers.) because he's my motivation right now. And there's only one person I want to die. (Besides Moldie Voldie.) And I know who that person is!! And I will take revenge on him/her in my own story! *evil cackling is heard* Well I'm not the nicest person on the face of the planet. (To follow up on that I am quite evil when provoked. And it seems that someone has decided to flame on me. *gasp* So to hear my flame back plz continue to the bottom of the page. Ah thank you.) I know someone in particular that is going to strangle me for writing his death though. *backs slowly away from Erry* (ooo that's the only hint you're getting!) Well she's taken more to some other Hogwarts men lately (and Will) but she'll still want to run me over with a very large semi truck.

Anyway plz read on now. My rant will be short this time.

Also plz forgive me for the long time I took updating. I've been a little busy and my dad doesn't like me on the computer. So I can only write so much per day. . *bows*

Disclaimer: I don't own HP! JK does and she'd be pretty miffed if I claimed it was mine! I can claim that this storyline is mine! So don't anyone go stealing my story and sayin' it twas theirs. Because then I'd have to use my ultra elite hacking skills to destroy your computer! You wouldn't want that now would ya?

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"Good evening Draco," Lucius said curtly, sitting down quite casually on a boulder sipping wine from a crystal clear long stemmed glass.

Draco could hardly contain his laughter. Here his father was, about to begin a death eater meeting, sitting on a boulder drinking wine. He supposed that the wine was only to make him look prestigious. And Draco had to admit that even though he was sitting on a rather old boulder, his father did look a bit royal.

"Good evening father," Draco nodded, walking quickly away from him.

He sat down in the dusty dirt. His black robes would, no doubt, be covered in it when he stood up. He didn't seem to care though.

Draco was thinking about his life. He wasn't really too keen on thinking about how it was going to end. He did, however, feel the need to reflect upon it.

He glanced over at the long blonde haired death eater he'd known as father. Draco wondered that, if, in an alternate universe, his father would have ever loved him instead of seeing him as this object to possess. This saddened Draco the tiniest bit. He was quickly becoming a man. He shouldn't need his parents. He shouldn't need to feel loved by them. But underneath all of his thoughts and his barrier against the world, he just wanted his father to love him. To be proud of him. He wanted to make him happy. And for so long, he had tried his best to meet Lucius's needs.

Draco had thought about constantly when he was younger. He was too naive to understand why his father did not wish to play with him. He was too naive to understand why his father didn't love him.

Draco screwed his eyes shut. He had started to tear. This was not the time for self-pity.

'No,' Draco thought furiously, 'I will not do this. I will not cry.'

But it was too late. Draco's tears streamed down his eyes. He only had a few to shed but when they were gone he felt emotionless, like a husk of something. He knew that it was too late now. Too late to win his father's affections. And it made him surprisingly calm.

He looked up into the clouds. What would she make of this?

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Harry felt a shiver of cold run down his spine. It probably wasn't a good sign but he ignored it. He was already beyond thinking. He had no clue what was going on.

Ginny glanced over at Harry, looking quite close to tears. Harry wondered what was on her mind. She was a strange little girl. But then again, girls, how did you know what they were thinking? Their emotions were so different from his. He didn't know how to act.

"Er... Are you okay Ginny?" he said softly.

"Just fine," she snapped.

Harry gave a thin smile and quickly hurried over to Ron.

"What is with your sister?" Harry whispered urgently in his best friend's ear.

"Oh Ginny? She has this wonderful betrayal thought up in her mind. She thinks that we completely didn't tell her anything about what was going on with Hermione and Malfoy," Ron said, "She didn't believe me when I told her that we didn't know until this evening. 'Harry knew! I thought... But I was wrong! He knew! And Ronald Weasely don't you lie for him!' she says. Honestly. You really aren't cut out to be a ladies' man."

Harry snorted, "That I know."

He glanced back at Ginny again and she made a small attempt to glare at him. She looked really hurt. Harry sighed and faded back to her. He put his arm around her shoulders and she stiffened in shock. Her giant blue eyes looked up at him, questioning.

"Listen, Ginny, we really didn't know what was going on with Hermione. If we did we would have told you because it would have been bloody wrong not to. But honestly Ginny we didn't know. Won't you believe me?" he said.

Ginny paused for a moment, probably to let all of his words fully sink in. Then she blinked and her lips spread out in a small grin and she rubbed her eyes.

"Of course," Ginny laughed, her voice breaking, "Of course I do. That was silly. I'm sorry Harry. I should have known that. I'm being really slow. Will you forgive me Harry?"

"Oh Ginny," he breathed, smoothing her hair down with his hand, "You don't even have to ask. I think that this news is making us all nutters."

"I guess I just never thought that Hermione would leave us all in the dark," Ginny said, sounding a little deflated, "She should know that we all worry about her."

"I'm sure she does," Harry said thoughtfully, "It's probably my fault."

"What do you mean?"

"She probably was trying to protect my feelings. And probably Ron's too. She didn't want to tell us because she didn't want to hurt our feelings or make us angry."

"I guess..." Ginny sighed, "But don't blame yourself Harry. We're helping now. It's going to be okay."

"...Right," Harry nodded.

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Hermione warily approached Hogsmeade. Soon they would be dangerously close to a death eater meeting and coronation. Was she scared? Probably not as much as she thought she should be but she was certainly nervous. Her hands shook and she could feel her stomach jumping up to her throat. She felt like she could vomit.

"So..." Lavender said, a small tremor in her voice, "We're almost there."

"Right," Wes replied, "We have to be extra careful now."

Hermione nodded. She was afraid to talk. She didn't think she could find her voice.

"Do we have a plan?" Wes asked, glancing over at Hermione.

She shook her head and frowned.

"Well don't worry," Wes said, "I'm sure you'll think of something soon."

She nodded again. Lavender took Hermione's hand and they all walked up to the hill that led to the back of the small cave. They would approach the meeting place from behind.

A small spit of water fell onto her cheek. She stopped abruptly. She put a hand up her eyes. Hermione had to check if she was crying or not.

"Great," Lavender said sarcastically, "It's raining."

"Sprinkling," Wes corrected.

"What's the bloody difference, I say. Water still falls from the sky."

Hermione felt more drops now. She exhaled.

"This is good," Hermione said, her voice coming out stronger than she anticipated, "It will help us hide a little bit. Our sounds will be muffled by the rain."

"Right!" Wes smiled, "See Lavender? It's not so bad."

"Easy for you to say," she said bitterly, "You didn't spend an hour on your hair this morning."

Reviewers!

Toms Girl- Wow you almost reviewed every chapter! I love when people do that. I'm glad you like the story though! Everyone is telling me they cried and stuff! . I don't know whether to feel proud at my writing skills or bad that they cried! Anyway thanks a lot for reading and I'll make sure to let you know when I update! ^.^

The-dark-fairielord- Wow! I make you forget your troubles?! That's so cool! That makes me feel all glowy inside. lol! Hermione is a cool name. Do people call you Mione too? ^.^ And for the moment I haven't thought about making a sequel and/or another serious HP D/Herm story. If you have any ideas though I'd be happy to hear them! I would like to do another serious one.

MysticalStormz- Yeah I've never wanted Harry to get together with Hermione. I don't know who Harry would go with. Ginny maybe. Not Cho because I don't like Cho. I don't know. I like my gay Harry. ~.^ French! Ahh! I'm taking 2nd year French next year. I'm scared. We have a scary teacher... But thanks! You make me blush. lol!

Anna- Yeah FF.net is weird with the 'site experiencing overload' thing. It's really annoying sometimes! But thanks just the same!

AlienSmile13- Thanks! Hope you like my new installment of Draco goodness. lol! ^.^

Madame Plot Bunnie- **recieves magic powers** Me and Lavender are on dumplings! *gags* lol It was inspired by our family's German tradition stuff. We had to eat a German meal with all my relatives and yeah...dumplings equal YUCK! ^.^

Katieshaz- Thanks a lot! Sorry this update took awhile. ^.^''

Ryu no Koi- I'll try my best

Natalie Garner- Bruce Almighty was funny. lol Thanks

Trillum- Oh yes I agree totally. Ron is cool but I don't really fancy Ron/Herm stories. And not updating makes me anxious a lot of times. I just can't wait to read what comes next!! . But maybe I'm being hypocritical since it took me so long to put up this chap!

Woffer - Baka. You must be fucking stupid if you think that I really think that. I mean I did say at the beginning of my chapter to not take offense because one, it's fictional story (Duh) and two, you must not be intelligent enough to remember that Hermione, although muggleborn, doesn't live in Austraila or America. Which brings me to the fact that she could be a little closed minded about them. If the only thing Austrailan you ever saw was the Croc Hunter you'd think they'd be nuts too! And I know how it is over there. So don't give me a lecture. I was just using it as a common reference. Besides...I don't see any Americans flaming me because of that comment that I wrote for Hermione's thoughts. Since I did call Americans crazy too.