Quintessence

A/N: Hey guys! I kno I haven't updated in a while, but this chapter was tough! Lot's of planning, because if one thing goes wrong, it ruins the story, so don't hurt me! ask my beta, ShouldBeInHollywood, this practically toook years! hope you guys like it 'cause it took sweat and tears (saying, nothing literal).

ShouldBeInHollywood: Rupert's eyes! Ok, the spaz moment is over. your the best, this chapter wouldn't be here without you!

CH 15 You Stole My Girl

Hermione awoke early that morning very tired. She had stayed up all night talking and having fun with her friends.

She muttered something that sounded like 'No more parties' and 'I miss draco'. She walked into the shower and stripped off her clothes. She let the warm water soothe her as she slowly started to wake up.

When she walked out of the shower, she felt awake and refreshed. Hermione then walked into her room. She had her eyes closed and she was humming a random tune. As she turned around to grab her shirt, she saw someone out of the corner of her eye.

She whipped her head around and screamed, "HARRY! GET YOUR SORRY ASS OUT OF HERE BEFORE I TELL DUMBLEDORE!"

Harry blinked a few times before walking out smirking.

"Teenage boys, always so horny. Never have one clean thought in their peanut sized brains," Hermione muttered, slipping her jeans and robe on.

"Talking to yourself Granger?" Draco chuckled, walking into Hermione's room.

"What do you want?" she huffed, walking around her room and stuffing parchment and quills into her bag. She heaved her bag over her shoulder and picked up a book in her hand.

"Just wondering if you had seen a black, leather-bound book lying around. It's about this big," Draco showed Hermione with his fingers.

"Nope. Why?" Hermione questioned curiously.

"None of your business. If you were my girlfriend, then I might tell you," he responded hotly.

"That was cruel Draco. I already told you Harry made a move on me."

"And I already told you I don't trust you with Potter," he mimicked.

"When will you learn to trust me. You didn't hear me tell Harry to leave, but you heard me hug him? Likely story Draco," Hermione smirked, hands on her hips.

"I don't care. When you decide to end your little affair with Wonder Boy, then I'll welcome you with open arms," he replied, opening his arms wide as he walked down the hallway.

"Mhhhhmm," Hermione responded sarcastically, brushing past him to catch up with Harry.

"Hey Harry," Hermione greeted, flashing him a toothy grin.

"Hey 'Mione. How have ya been?" Harry asked, smiling back.

"Kind of depressed."

"Why?"

"'Cause Draco is still mad at me," she mumbled.

"What? Sorry, I didn't catch that."

"Draco's still mad at me, ok!" Hermione bellowed, running towards the Great Hall.

"Whoa."

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Hermione and Ginny were sitting in the Head's common room that afternoon after classes, having a little bit of girl talk.

"So, you really love Draco, don't you 'Mione?" Ginny asked, sipping her butterbeer.

"Yes, but he doesn't understand that Harry made a move on me!" Hermione's voice quavered a little.

"You have to show him. Spending time with Harry isn't going to help. Isolate yourself a little bit, if you really do love him then you'll let your friends go until you get him back," Ginny explained in a psychiatric tone.

"All hail The Queen of the Relationships," Hermione responded sarcastically.

"Oh, shut up. Now I'm being bloody serious for once, which rarely ever happens. Take a shot 'Mione, 'cause if you don't, you'll be giving up a lot. Draco is a hot piece of ass!" Ginny smirked.

"Ginny! He's mine, now be quiet, I think I hear him in his room."

"OOOOHHHHH! Let's spy on him!" Ginny squealed, running up the stairs and pressing her ear against the door.

"That's not 'gonna do anything," Hermione shook her head. She conjured up a pair of Extendable Ears. She slyly snuck the other end inside the room, and she and Ginny listened.

They heard soft music playing in the background.

She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
She pushed me in the pool
At our last school reunion
She laughs at my dreams
But I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems
She's the one I'm after

Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep coming back for more
She's just the girl I'm looking for

She can't keep a secret
For more than an hour
She runs on one hundred proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me
The more I adore her
What can I do
I'd do anything for her

They heard Draco sigh. Hermione let her tears fall down on her face.

The way she sees it's me
On her caller I.D.
She won't pick up the phone
She'd rather be alone But I can't give up just yet
Cause every word she's ever said
Still ringing in my head
Still ringing in my head

She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
Knows just what to say
So my whole day is ruined

Hermione took the Ears out of hers and walked slowly over to the couch, her eyes tearing up again. She sat down and put her head in her hands and started sobbing softly.

"'Mione, it's ok. You just have to talk to him. I don't think he knows that you didn't want Harry to hug you. You have to let him now," Ginny cooed, rubbing her back.

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"I think she's starting to like me, Ron," Harry boasted, sitting at the Great Hall.

"She completely loathes you ,Harry, in case you haven't noticed," Ron sighed, shoveling food on to his plate.

"And that body, man, I couldn't tear my eyes away."

"Shut up, and stop talking about Hermione like that!" Ron screamed. He grabbed a roll and stormed out of the Great Hall.

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Draco wiped his eyes and turned off the radio. He opened the door and peered out of the room. He saw Hermione, his Hermione, crying on the couch with Ginny. He listened in on their conversation.

"Ginny, I miss him so much. I didn't want Harry back. He just came!" Hermione whined, sobbing harder.

"I know 'Mione, I know," Ginny cooed, rubbing her back.

Draco stood shocked. 'And I thought she wanted him back. She...she didn't!' Draco thought as he listened to more of their conversation.

"Ginny, you have no idea...no idea...how much I love him. I'd give anything for him," Hermione started crying harder, if possible.

"He'll come around 'Mione. If he loved you as much as he said he did, then I think he'll forgive you. Don't worry about it," Ginny soothed.

Draco couldn't take it anymore. He walked into his room and didn't even bother closing the door.

'I'd do anything for him, Ginny,' That line replayed in Draco's head for the rest of the night, as he fell into a dreamless sleep.

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"But Hermione, wouldn't the pixie wings go in first, like the instructions say?" Harry argued, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"Yes, but I've read in actual books that if you put it in after the newts eye, the effects are stronger. And truth potions should always be stronger," Hermione explained, jotting down some notes.

"And we're defeated once again, mate," Ron sighed. They resumed their quiet silence as they worked on their Potions homework.

"Hey, Hermione, we're really happy that you came back. And not just Ron and me, the rest of the Gryffindors too," Harry broke the silence.

"I was never gone Harry. I just decided to make new friends, which no offense, you guys should too," Hermione smirked. She then burst out laughing at the looks on their faces.

"I was kidding you guys!" Hermione dried the tears that formed in her eyes from laughing.

"Don't do that to us 'Mione!" Ron screamed, wiping his forehead dramatically.

"And I thought Gryffindors were courageous," Hermione replied sarcastically.

"Shut up!" Harry snapped, cracking a smile.

"I'm so glad to be back, you guys. I'm sorry I ever left you. I just...never mind."

"Tell us 'Mione."

"I can't. You weren't there when it happened, and I can't possibly explain now, it's been to long. I'm so sorry guys. If you'll excuse me," she excused herself and left Harry and Ron in the common room.

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She stormed into the common room and sat down on the couch. She whipped out her parchment and quill. She started to write a note to Ron when she was interrupted by the portrait swinging open.

"Granger."

"Draco."

He walked towards his staircase, but turned on his heel and quietly stood behind Hermione to see what she was writing.

"Oohhh! What do we have here!" Draco snatched the parchment out of her hand. "A love note to Weasley? I thought you were with Potter?"

"We were never together. I'm telling him to meet me in the library because...he needs help with Potions," she added quickly.

"Really? Likely story. Probably off to snog him senseless," he muttered as he walked towards his room.

"Oh and Draco, I really do miss you," Hermione whispered loudly just enough so Draco could here as he walked into his room.

Draco froze in his tracks. 'She misses me?'

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Hermione and Ron were conversing in hushed voices in a far corner of the library.

"Ron, I'm going to explain to you exactly what happened so you know what's going on between Draco and I," Hermione started.

"Well then, go on."

"Well, it all started when Draco was getting testy every time Harry was around. You know, he'd hold me tighter, act superior, all that jazz-"

Ron interrupted her, "All that jazz?" he asked.

"That's beside the point. Now as I was saying, Draco was getting testy. He still wasn't over what Harry did. Then when Harry came over that night to apologize, Draco overheard. He said he was proud about me telling him off. But then he saw Harry hug me before he left. I honestly don't know why he hugged me, but he did. And Draco got really mad and thought I was seeing Harry on the side. He completely blew up in my face and started ignoring me, and we went back to last name basis. Well, he did anyways. I just feel so rejected. Everybody wants me dead, and my own boyfriend, the one that loved me, is now ignoring me because Harry, the stupid git, comes and gives me a hug. I just...I'm just so frustrated Ron!" Hermione screamed the last part and flung her arms around Ron. She sobbed into his shoulder and he rubbed her back to soothe her.

"'Mione, I guess I should tell you this. The night Harry hugged you, he sort of bragged, and told me you liked him. Then he said that you have a nice body. I yelled at him. It just isn't right. This isn't the old Harry. And I think this is 'gonna sound like I'm a poof, but I miss the old Harry."

"Oh Ron!" Hermione sobbed. Ron had finally matured, and he was showing it right there.

"Not to ruin the moment, but if people catch us like this, they'll get ideas," Ron whispered. Hermione giggled and resumed her spot in the chair next to him.

"So, we have N.E.W.T.S this year Ron. Can you handle it?" Hermione asked, eyebrows raised.

"Handle it? Have you ever known me to handle any form of tests whatsoever?" Ron cried, eyeballs nearly popping out of his skull.

"Don't worry, many cramming sessions will be planned. God knows I need them," Hermione sighed, going back to reading.

"You don't need to study 'Mione. Trust me, if anything, you can do the test with your eyes closed," Ron chuckled, going back to his book as well.

"So, Ron, your okay with me and Draco, right?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"If he makes you happy, 'Mione," Ron sighed.

"And you honestly don't feel like pummeling him right about now?"

"See that's the thing, I would, but then that would make you unhappy, so I wouldn't actually," Ron explained, putting on a fake smile.

"Honestly Ron, I don't see how Harry isn't ok with this. I would have thought that you would lose your temper, not Harry. But I guess I was wrong," Hermione sighed heavily.

"Don't worry 'bout it 'Mione, he'll come around," Ron reassured her.

"Thanks Ron for being there for me, it means a lot," Hermione whispered. "But I'm 'gonna head back to the common room, is that okay with you?"

"Sure 'Mione. So I'll see you later?"

"Of course Ron!" Hermione cried cheerfully as she walked out of the library.

"Ssshhh!" All the students and Madame Pince screamed after her retreating figure.

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Hermione walked towards the Head's common Room. She had an abnormally good time with Ron. She missed that, the whole hanging out with friends thing. She hadn't had that in a long while. She rounded the corner and saw Draco leaning against the wall.

She walked over to him, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just thinking," He responded glumly.

"Oh."

"Well, do you know the password, because I forgot it?" he gave a small smile.

"Yes," She walked over to the portrait. The snake spoke, "And him?"

"He doesn't know the password. But he's the Head Boy, I assure you," Hermione giggled softly.

"Badge!" The lion roared.

Draco walked over and showed his badge. He then mumbled, "I actually remembered this time, stupid badge."

Hermione laughed softly and turned her attention towards the painting, "Felix Felicis."

"Assssss you wish," The snake hissed.

"Bloody snake, always getting superior on us," Draco muttered as he walked through the portrait hole.

Hermione giggled yet again and walked in after him. She sat down at 'her' couch and pulled out a book. She sat there reading quietly.

"Didn't you just come back from the library?" Draco asked bewildered that someone could read that much.

"I wasn't reading. I was helping Ron with his homework," Hermione explained.

"Oh," Draco formed the 'O' shape with his mouth.

"Close your mouth, you're going to catch flies," Hermione said absent mindedly whilst reading her book.

Draco closed his mouth and actually blushed slightly. He walked over to his desk and pulled out his homework, a quill, and a few books.

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A while later, he heard some muffled crying coming from the other end of the common room. He looked up and saw Hermione softly crying.

"'Mione, what's wrong?" 'Oops! I let her nickname slip!'

"I don't need to tell you, seeing as how we're not together. Do you remember!" Hermione screamed. She stomped up the stairs and slammed her door.

Draco stood up quickly and started pacing the room in frustration, 'I didn't do anything! She started that argument! I was being civil for Merlin's sake!"

He picked up the lamp on his desk and lunged it at the wall. It crashed and shattered into pieces on the floor.

"DAMMIT POTTER, YOU STOLE MY GIRL!"

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A/N: This is a foreshadow chappie. hint hint "i cant trust you with Potter" and another clue, someone is gonna do somethng drastic, but not intentionally! ok, thts it for today. thanks for all the reviews, but chapter 16 will not be written until i get 10 reviews (i know its not evil sounding cuz i broke my promise this time, but plz!)

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