A/N: Hey guys, sorry it has been awhile. My job started and it is really tiring taking care of these preschoolers all day long. My respect to those of you who do it everyday, all day long. 8 am to 1pm is long enough, in my opinion.

Anyways, I had a brain bust yesterday when I was sitting down to write. While I was listening to the radio I heard a song called "Whiskey Lullaby" and ended up writing a one-shot fic on it. So please read it and let me know what you think. It is not happy; it is more sad and depressing. It fits the song though, plus it helped me in writing this. It was getting kind of hard writing all happy stuff, but after writing that, I want to write happy stuff. So yeah.

Thank you for your reviews-I loved 'em all!

Average Jane- Thanks for the compliment and here's an update.

StarBryte234- Sorry that you didn't care for the Draco playing with Barbies. It just kind of wrote itself, but I honestly don't plan for it to happen again. I got more Draco/Hermione moments that are Barbie free. As for whether Sam or Neville tell people about the Barbie incident, I have to think about it, I haven't decided. But, I'll take your opinion into consideration.

Insanity-Is-My-Life- Glad you like my story and for reviewing.

Pauline- Wow, it really took four hours to read this? I didn't even realize how long it would take. Anyways, thanks for reading and reviewing and here is an update. I hope it will lesson the suspense you feel and all.

HiddenPortrait- Thanks for letting me know Barbies were in England. As for if I saw the HP movie-I did. I saw it the night of the 5th because I had GradNite on the 4th and was unable to go to a movie theater. Also, glad I could make you laugh when I write, I think it's good to laugh. Anyways, thanks for reading and reviewing.

Young Hitomi- Thanks for reading, reviewing, and complimenting my story.

PrincessAngelz- I decided Blaise will end up with Ginny, and I know it doesn't look probable right now, but in a couple of chapters you can see how it will work. As for Pansy, I'm still not sure; I'm still open for suggestions. I was actually thinking of making Neville and Sam a couple, but I'll have to see where the writing takes me.

Kay343- Thanks for answering my Barbie questions.

TKPiper- Thanks for reviewing and complimenting my story. I hope you enjoy it.

Helpless- Glad you like my story, and I'm glad you like how Draco behaves. I have been trying to write him as much in character as I can.

Spikefan- Glad you enjoy the story, and here is more.

Jade121- That's cool that you think my story is funny. And I'm glad you found it too, and that you review. :)

Elfaghetti- My brother used to play with Barbies too. That's part of where I got the idea from. Anyways, glad you like the chapter and thanks for reviewing.

Chrissy8887779999- Glad you like the chapter, and I know it took me awhile to get this chapter posted, but I hope you still like it.

Alright, well thank you all for the reviews. They keep the chapters coming, because I am one of those people who will stop writing if I see it is unsuccessful. So thanks for keeping me going, because I do enjoy writing this story.

Well, enough of my babbling, here is Chapter 13!

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CHAPTER 13

"I'm not sitting there!" screeched Draco as he stomped his foot.

"Why not?" pleaded Sam.

Ever since they had gotten to the Great Hall, Draco had been throwing a fit over where he sits. First it was the fact that the seats weren't cushioned, then it was because it was a bench and not a chair, and now he was complaining about who he sat next to.

"I don't want to sit next to Hermione! She always spills something!"

"I do not!" yelled Hermione. 'So what if it is true, he doesn't need to point it out,' she thought.

Hermione, being the totally opposite of Draco, had ran and sat down. She was now sitting next to Neville waiting for Draco and Sam to sit down.

"Hermione, it's okay. Draco is just being mean because, well I'm not sure why, but he is," answered Neville, hoping to help sooth the tension.

Draco just glared at Neville. He really wanted to yell at him, but Neville was an older kid and Draco wasn't sure if Neville would tell on him, especially to his father.

"Draco, will you please sit down next to me?" asked Sam as sweetly as she could.

Draco just looked at Sam before he nodded his consent.

"Okay, well I will sit next to Hermione, and you can sit next to me."

Draco shouting quickly cut her off from saying anything else.

"I'm not sitting on the end!"

Sam rolled her eyes. She was getting sick of appeasing Draco. She was about to tell him to shove it and just sit down when she heard the doors to the Great Hall. She saw Snape striding down the walkway and felt relief. As much as she detested him, he was probably the only one that could control Draco.

"Mr. Malfoy, is there are problem?" he asked.

Draco visibly gulped before answering.

"No Uncle Snape, I was just sitting down for lunch," answered Draco as innocently as he could.

He then quickly climbed on the bench next to Hermione. He saw the grin on her face and got even more mad, but didn't act out because Snape was there.

"Good. Now I expect there to be no problems during lunch." Snape then turned on his heels and walked over to his seat at the teacher table.

The Great Hall was set up like it normally was, except there was a small table for Draco, Hermione, Neville, and Sam to eat lunch at. It was off to the right side.

"So what exactly is gonna happen Sam?" asked Neville. He was now getting nervous. The students were going to be coming to lunch in about five minutes and he was going to be at the center of attention, with Sam, because he was sitting next to six year-old Draco and Hermione.

"Well, Dumbledore is going to make an announcement. Hermione and Draco will stand up. And then we will eat. Afterwards, Lupin is taking them back to their quarters to do as they will."

"Oh, okay," answered Neville not looking the least relieved.

The four then sat quietly at the table for a few moments, before Draco got bored. He saw Snape and a couple of teachers talking off to the side and decided to get back at the three other occupants at the table.

He picked up his fork and dropped it on the table. He saw Sam flinch, Neville jump, but when he looked at Hermione he saw her looking at him. She was scolding him with her eyes.

Draco got even more mad. 'How dare she even try to scold me. Stupid girl.' He then decided to really drive them nuts. He picked up his spoon and slowly started tapping it on the table. He decided to do random rhythms, figuring it would bug them more.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

After about a minute of tapping, Neville lost it.

"Draco, you put that spoon down now!"

"No!"

"Draco, put it down and quit tapping it."

Draco's answer was a glare shot to Neville before he tapped the spoon again.

"You're pushing it," said Sam. She decided Neville needed some help with dealing with Draco.

"No I'm not," said Draco smugly.

"Yes you are," said both Neville and Sam at the same time. Sam nodded towards Neville allowing him to deal with it.

"You're gonna be in big trouble!"

"What are you gonna do, scold me?" said Draco sarcastically.

"No, I'm gonna tell Professor Snape."

Draco paled for a second, before he decided he was really going to push it. He could tell Neville didn't like Snape and thought maybe he was bluffing.

"Fine, tell him."

He saw Neville somewhat pale and decided he had only bluffing. He then decided to top off his "win" by making him even more mad.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

He then turned and smiled hauntingly at Neville.

Hermione decided she had had enough.

"If you don't stop, I'll tell everyone that you played with Barbies this morning," she said.

Draco then decided to glare at Hermione. He was debating on whether to push her not.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try. Me." she answered back, in the most adult, serious voice she could muster.

Draco then decided Hermione wasn't bluffing. 'Besides,' he thought. 'Every time she threatens to do something, she does it. Just let her win this round, and we can get her back later.' Draco then smiled at the thought of getting Hermione back.

Neville and Sam both looked at Hermione, even though she wasn't looking at them. They were amazed that even as a six year-old she could somewhat control Draco.

The four juveniles then sat at the table for a couple more minutes, before the doors opened and students started filing in.

Hermione and Draco's eyes got big when they started seeing all the people come in. 'Wow, there is so many people,' was the thought going through both their minds.

Hermione and Draco were shaken out of their thoughts by the sounds of people pounding on the stone floors to them.

Hermione looked up when she heard her name being called. But she started to panic because a crowd of people was starting to bombard the table trying to talk to her.

Among all the questions being yelled at her, she heard Ron, Ginny, and Harry best, especially since they were right in front.

"Hermione, what happened?" asked Ron.

"Ron, she probably doesn't remember. Hermione, dear, do you remember me?" asked Ginny.

"Don't worry Hermione, we are going to fix you," said Harry.

Draco was getting frustrated that no one was paying attention to him. Why was Hermione getting all the attention. He then looked over at her, hoping to catch her eye and glare, but when he caught her eye, he saw all the panic and decided to help her out. Sam and Neville were busy trying to get everyone seated, so he felt he could take matters into his own hands. After all, it would put the attention back on him.

"She's not broke! Why do you think you need to fix her?! You don't!" he yelled towards Harry.

He then turned to Ginny and said, "How can she remember you if she never met you."

And then finally he turned to Ron. "What are you talking about, 'What happened!'. You must be off your rocker."

Ron got angry. How dare this mini-Malfoy talk to him like that. He was about to give Draco a piece of his mind, when he saw Draco do something else.

After telling Ron, Ginny, and Harry to back off in his own way, Draco stood up on his chair so he could see everyone else crowding around.

Neville and Sam were about to get him down, when he started to speak.

"Everyone here bugging me and Hermione needs to go away. We don't know who you are, and your questions make no sense. We just came here to eat lunch, not to talk to you. So please leave us alone!"

He then climbed down his chair and sat back down.

Most of the people left, realizing that even though Draco was six, he was still bossing them around. However, most of the Gryffindors still stood around the table. Draco just glared at them, hoping they would get the hint and go away.

He was about to open his mouth to tell them to go away again, when he heard the highest pitch screech he had ever heard. He quickly covered his ears and looked for the source of the sound.

"Drakey-poo!" screeched Pansy and she started running towards the table.

Draco started to mentally panic, although on the outside he just looked confused. 'The only person that calls me Drakey-poo is Pansy. Oh god, Pansy isn't here is she?! I'd rather play with Hermione than play with her.' He was quickly taken out of his thoughts by Pansy sweeping him in a big hug.

"Oh Merlin, Drakey, I thought they had hurt you. I mean, those nasty Gryffindors would love to do that. You're just so popular and Slytherin that they want to hurt you," she rambled.

As she rambled on, she started to suffocate Draco. Realizing he might not last through the hug if he did nothing, Draco started to wiggle around, hoping to get Pansy to loosen her grip.

Pansy, not realizing why Draco was squirming, just tighten her grip.

Hermione saw the panic look on Draco and realized what was going.

"Hey, let him down. You're hurting him," yelled Hermione. She understood what it was like to be squeezed by a bigger person. And even though she didn't like Draco, she realized he could really get hurt, and she didn't want that.

"What did you say to me!" yelled Pansy towards Hermione.

Neville, Sam, and the other people at the table were about to interfere and protect Hermione, however Blaise entering the scene stopped them.

"Pansy, but Draco down, NOW!" yelled Blaise.

Pansy was about to protest, but the tone of Blaise's demand made her put Draco down. Draco quickly ran behind Blaise. He didn't like to look like a sissy, but having a giant Pansy attack him, was enough to reconsider the sissy look. He would rather be a sissy, than be in her arms.

While Blaise and Pansy were staring at one another, Hermione got up and walked over to Draco, who was still hiding behind Blaise's legs.

"Are you okay, it looked like she was gonna choke you?" asked Hermione.

"Yeah. I'm fine now," answered Draco as manly as he could. He didn't want Hermione to think he was frightened of what had just happened.

Hermione just looked at him, and Draco realized she knew he had panicked. However, he still tried to keep a calm and collected demeanor. He didn't want her to have one more thing to use if she were to make fun of him, the Barbie situation was enough.

"Pansy, just go back to the table. You aren't needed here," said Blaise sternly.

"Yes I am! Draco is my fiancé and if he is in trouble, I need to be there to protect and help him."

"Draco is not your fiancé! And if you want to help, then go back to the table!"

"Why would I do that?"

"Merlin you're dumb! It's the best way to protect AND help him, Pansy! Don't you think?! Right now you're the biggest danger to him!"

This caused everyone in hearing range to burst into laughter. It wasn't everyday that Pansy got shut down, especially by another Slytherin.

Harry and Ron, who had been frozen on the spot, finally clicked into what was going on. And after having their laughs, decided to step in.

"Oh and Pansy, don't try to help or protect Hermione either," said Ron.

Harry quickly elbowed Ron telling him to shut-up. They didn't need to deal with Pansy or any other Slytherins right now. They just needed to make sure Hermione was protected.

Pansy turned around, hoping to regain some dignity. "I wouldn't try to help or protect that filthy mudblood friend of yours!"

Harry and Ron pulled out their wands and were about ready to hex Pansy, when Blaise stepped in again.

"Good. Then she actually has a chance to survive this ordeal."

Harry and Ron's mouth dropped open as they heard Blaise not only shut down and insult Pansy, but also protect Hermione.

"Merlin Blaise, why don't you just color your robes red," said Pansy. She grinned thinking her comeback was all that.

"Oh ouch Pansy. Did you spend all night thinking of that comeback. Well it sucked. Go sit down before you cause anymore damage."

Pansy was about to argue back, but the teachers decided it was time to break up the situation. The students by the table all returned to their house.

Once everyone was seated, Dumbledore stood up and made the announcement that Hermione and Draco were there, and would sometimes be at meals in the Great Hall. He also told them that if they ever saw Hermione or Draco walking around the castle without an escort to quickly get a teacher. He also filled them in on some other rules before he allowed lunch to commence.

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"Why do you think Blaise stood up for Hermione?" asked Ginny.

Harry, Ron, and Ginny were sitting in the common room reflecting on lunch. After the dispute before lunch, everything else had ran smoothly.

"I don't know?" answered Ron. "Maybe he is up to something?"

"I don't think he is," said Ginny.

"You never know, he is Slytherin. He could be planning to hurt Hermione!" explained Ron.

"Nah. Blaise seemed sincere in his protection of Hermione. He protected her the same way he protected Draco," point out Harry.

"That's just what he wants you to think. He's planning something," insisted Ron.

Harry and Ginny both rolled their eyes, before moving onto talking about something else.

"Could you believe the way Pansy reacted?" asked Ginny.

"I know. She was strangling Draco, and she didn't even know!" replied Harry.

"She probably couldn't feel him moving through all the fat she has," said Ron. He had stopped thinking about Blaise and the plan he had to have. Besides, making fun of Pansy was more fun than thinking, Hermione normally did the thinking so he wasn't to used to it.

"I felt bad for him, actually," said Ginny.

"You what!" yelled Ron.

"Settle down Ron. Think about it. Everyone knows Draco can't stand Pansy. And there he was being strangled in her loving embrace. I mean how would you feel if you were in that situation?" stated Ginny.

"You're standing up for Draco?" yelled Ron again, not even thinking about what Ginny had pointed out.

"So what if I am, it's the truth!" yelled Ginny right back.

"Guys, quiet down. Ron, Ginny has a point. Think about it. After I did, I actually do feel somewhat bad for the him, even if he is a prick," stated Harry.

"Yeah, I guess so," mumbled Ron, staring intently at the floor.

"Anyways, can you believe Hermione. She acted like she didn't even know us," questioned Harry.

"Well, you know Harry, she probably didn't," answered Ginny.

At both of Harry and Ron's confused looks she decided to continue.

"I mean, she is six years old. She probably doesn't have the memories of knowing us. It makes sense," she reasoned.

"Yeah, I guess," mumbled Ron.

"I'll ask Dumbledore after dinner and see if he can clear everything up. Especially with Blaise. I mean when Pansy was strangling Draco, they didn't even jump in and try to help," said Harry.

"Yeah, you would think Snape would protect his precious Malfoy," replied Ron.

"Ron, just get over yourself, it would make everything easier," scolded Ginny. She then turned to Harry. "You'll just have to ask Dumbledore, because I am actually curious about the answer to that."

"Yeah, I will," answered Harry.

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After lunch, Lupin had taken Hermione and Draco back to their quarters. Both six year-olds had taken a nap. They spent the rest of the time playing with each other and eating dinner with McGonagall in their quarters. Dumbledore felt it would be better for dinner to be eaten in their quarters rather than the Great hall.

They were now getting ready for bed.

"Draco, can I ask you something?" asked Hermione. She was now sitting under the covers in her bed.

"Um, okay," answered Draco hesitantly. He had just finished getting ready and was walking towards his bed.

"Um, well. What's a mudblood?"

Draco paused as he was getting into his bed. He wasn't sure how to answer. He, for some odd reason, didn't want to see her hurt and thought she might be hurt after hearing the answer. He was starting to get along with her. They had spent all afternoon playing games, none of which were too girly. She even showed him how to play Candyland, and that was his new favorite game. Besides, if he wanted to keep playing that game, he needed her to be his playmate, because he needed another person to play that game. He had already tried playing it by himself and realized it wasn't too fun or successful.

"Well, I'm not exactly sure what it means, but I know it isn't anything good," said Draco hesitantly. 'I really need to stop being all hesitant,' he thought.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, um, I know my father says it all the time when he talks about people who are lower than us."

"Am I lower than you?"

"I'm not sure. I don't know exactly how to tell."

"Do you think I am a mudblood?"

"I don't know. Cause I don't really know what a mudblood is. I just know that I am a pureblood."

"Oh, really? What's that?"

"Someone with wizard parents."

"Oh. Well I'm not that."

"I know that."

"Does that mean I am a mudblood?"

"I don't think so. I think you have to have mud in your blood. Cause I've heard mother say that mudbloods are filthy. Even Pansy said it. And you aren't dirty and you don't have mud for blood, so I don't think you are."

"Really?" asked Hermione hopefully.

"Besides, I couldn't play with you if you were a mudblood. Father only lets me play with other pureblooded wizards."

"Oh. But we both know that I am not a pureblood."

"Hmmm. True. Maybe you are and you just don't know it."

"Maybe," answered Hermione. She then thought about her parents and if she had ever seen them use magic and not realize. But as she started thinking of her parents, she started wondering where they are.

"Hey Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"Where are our parents?"

"I don't know. They aren't here. Uncle Snape would've told me."

"Do you think they left us here?"

"They probably left us here to be watched. Like they went on a vacation and the people here are being our baby-sitters. My father has left me at different places while he is away on business."

"Oh."

After a few moments, Hermione bolted up in bed.

"Draco!"

"What!" He was now getting annoyed. He was trying to sleep, and she kept waking him up.

"I got it. I must be a pureblood, because my parents wouldn't let me be babysat by wizards. They must be gone on a dentist retreat and I am staying here to learn about magic."

"That makes sense."

Hermione then snuggled down in her covers feeling content. She was going to go to school here and learn magic, just like other wizards. Plus, she could play with Draco since she was pureblooded.

Draco was relieved. He was hoping Hermione was a pureblooded witch. He liked playing with her better than playing with Goyle, Crabbe, Pansy, or Blaise. And this way, he could play with her without getting in trouble with Father.

The two then rolled over, facing each other, and fell asleep. Each dreaming of playing with the other the next day.

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"Professor Dumbledore? Can I ask you a question?" asked Harry.

After dinner he had come up to see Dumbledore, hoping he could get some answers.

"Yes Harry, what can I do for you?"

"Well, I was wondering if you could explain why you or the other professors didn't interfere with the dispute during lunch."

"Well, we were going to, but once Blaise started defending Hermione, we felt it would be best if we let that continue. It will help cut the ties that hold Slytherin apart from the other houses. And that is needed, especially now since the war is over."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense."

"What else is puzzling you?" asked Dumbledore. He could still see Harry was being bugged by something.

"Well, it's Hermione. Does she not remember us, I mean, me, Ron, or Ginny?"

"No. It seems she only has the memory she had when she was six. And since you, Ron, or Ginny, did not exist when she was six, she has no memory of you."

At Harry's crestfallen look, he decided to cheer him up a bit.

"But, you can still befriend her. We are still working on a way to transform them back into their seventeen year old selves, so you do have time to be her friend when she is six. I am sure she will like that."

"Yeah, I guess so," answered Harry, looking a little bit more happy. "Thank you Professor, this has helped."

"I'm glad," answered Dumbledore.

When he saw that Harry was almost out the door, he called him back.

"Harry."

"Yes, sir?" asked Harry, stopping and turning to look at Dumbledore.

"Also take into consideration that Mr. Malfoy is also six years old and has only the memories of when he was six. I know for a fact that he has no Slytherin loyalty, and most of how he is when he is at school, does not exist in him now. He hasn't grown into the pond his father created," said Dumbledore sternly, but his blue eyes were still twinkling.

"Of course, sir," answered Harry.

He then turned and left the room.

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When he got back to his dorms, he told Ron and Ginny about what Dumbledore said, although he left out the part about Draco.

Harry then decided to go to bed, after all, he was tired. Within minutes he was laying down to go to sleep.

While he was in bed, he though about what Dumbledore had said. If Draco was indeed not the person he would be in school, then maybe they could use it towards their advantage. Teach him that not everyone needs pureblood to be a good person.

With that thought, we drifted off to sleep.

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END OF CHAPTER 13

Okay it was nice and long for you. It was to make up for the long wait for the update.

Alright, well, let me know what you think about this chapter. I know there wasn't much Draco/Hermione cuteness, but I wanted to write the reactions and get some other information out there. Next chapter will probably focus more on Draco and Hermione. I just felt I needed to write more reactions, so I could more on.

Also, if you get a chance, check out my two other stories: Whiskey Lullaby and A Pirate's Story. You can access them by clicking on my author name. They are listed in the area where the list of stories I have written are. So please read them if you can.

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