A/N: ok guys, chapter 3 is here, it may not be very good because I'm half asleep and I just wrote it but anyway...Thank you to all that reviewed, it means alot and it helps to know what I do that is good and bad.

This chapter is dedicated to Bridie and Mel.

Hermione and Ron were both sitting in the Gryffindor common room by the fire, Ron was struggling in potions so Hermione agreed to give him some help with it. The two were working very hard when all of a sudden, Harry came walking through the portrait and into the common room but stopped when he saw Hermione and Ron.

"Umm…Hi guys," Harry said nervously.

"Where on earth did you go Harry!" asked Hermione.

"I had to write an essay…" Said Harry in an unconvincing tone.

"But Harry mate, we don't have any essays to write!" exclaimed Ron.

Harry then make a look to Ron telling him to shut up and then Ron suddenly spoke.

"OH, that essay for divination! Of course!"

"Anyway, so what have you two been up to?" Asked Harry, coming towards the two, squishing down onto a large armchair with Hermione and giving her a quick kiss.

"Not much, I'm just helping Ron with some potions stuff," said Hermione.

Hermione could tell there was something wrong with Harry and she began stroking his face and neck but soon after she began, she found a series of small round bruises just below his shirt collar.

"Harry, what are these?" she asked.

"What?" he replied.

"These bruises on your neck, they look like…love bites!" said Hermione looking shocked.

"I…umm…I'm sorry Hermione," said Harry, looking guilty.

"Oh my god!" screamed Hermione, jumping off her chair and running towards the exit of the common room. Harry got up to chase her but gave up as soon as the portrait door swung shut.

"What the hell did you do that for you idiot!" yelled Ron, getting up from his seat and quickly leaving the common room in hopes of catching Hermione.

Hermione ran as fast as she could, banging into countless amount of people on her way back to her room. When she got to the portrait of Dumbledore, she was in so much distress that she couldn't even think of the password, when Dumbledore noticed how much she was crying he spoke to her in that calming, carefree voice that she knew too well.

"What's wrong my dear Hermione?" he asked

"It's personal professor, I can't remember the password," she replied.

"Ok I won't ask anymore questions then…the password is flying turksnits," he said.

"Thankyou so much," Hermione replied.

She then spoke the password and the portrait swung open, letting her into her common room, she began to run inside but suddenly bumped against something tall and solid, she looked up and realised it was Draco.

"Watch where you're going mudblood!" yelled Malfoy.

"Anyway, where are you going in such a hurry?" he asked.

Once he noticed she was crying he dragged her over to the armchairs and sat her down.

"Go away Malfoy!" she screamed.

"No."

"Why not?" she asked in a frustrated way.

"Because I want you to tell me what's wrong."

Hermione paused wondering if he was for real and then just decided to tell him because she needed to confirm it for herself.

"Harry cheated on me," she said, beginning to cry again.

Draco looked shocked and just sat back, looking stunned.

"Why did you even ask me?" Hermione asked.

"Because I don't like it when girls cry."