Hello everyone. I know I'm sorry it took me like a month to update. But I had exams and I just started my new semester and this one is going to be way harder then the last one. Also my math teacher like to give us tons of homework every night so don't hate me if it take me awhile to get these out. Anyway I had writers block for this but I had the flu today so I decided to try and write this chapter and it started flowing out more and I finished it. So I hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: OMG's! Yes I do own Harry Potter I do! I also live at Hogwarts and Professor Dumbledore allowed me to have a computer, and yes I am dating Draco! Then all of a sudden my alarm clock rings and what do you know, not only do I not wake up in a castle, I'm not behind on my potions essay, but my math and science homework…oops my bad, I guess it was all a dream…I WANNA GO BACK TO SLEEP!

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Chapter 12 Hope Dangles on a String

Maybe I thought it would help me see things clearer, make everything better. Perhaps I made a wrong decision, or was it wrong? I know that now it is only a matter of time. I know that somehow it will be brought back to me. I knew even when this first began that it would come back to haunt me. I can not blame anyone else for this fate, for the fault is mine, and mine alone that I ended up like this. I was never nice, never good.

The young and innocent are taught to see black and white, right and wrong, they don't notice the grey areas. I was always a grey area. Never completely evil but never did I step into the full light. Yes I did put a toe into the ever looming darkness, especially when it came to certain people, but never did I fully commit myself to the dark.

That's why when I saw the picture of innocence, naivety, fighting at so young, I grew angry that they would throw their light away to become emerged into the grey to fight the dark. I saw them break and fall, I laughed and sneered. I could not allow myself to feel sorry; it was their fault, they chose to do this to themselves all on their own.

When she appeared to me, beaten and broken, my outer exterior, till then was impenetrable, cracked under the pressure from the years and I knew, as penance, I would help her. She was upset and I did not ask completely why; till this day I still wonder why I did not ask, perchance if I did the solution we came to might not have had to have been so…extreme.

Could I be represented as a guilty party? Could I be convicted for doing this to so many people? After trying to lead myself to salvation, to the good side, I found that it shall not have me. For when I tried to do something good, it still came out grey.

I may just be doomed to loom this earth without a purpose, or plausibly my purpose on this earth may be to be a tool, of some use to both sides. My name in Latin, well a word close to my name, means servant. My mother might have been a seer, for what name could be more perfect, more suited for a man who was destined to serve both good and evil for the rest of his life, however not able to enter either?

Oh here comes the pain again, my magical hold being ripped apart, maybe I should just let go? If I do however it would surely cause a death, the sudden burst of everything rushing into the body. Oh it is agony to keep it in, surely she will be mad; I should have warned her of this magic, she will be furious. It doesn't matter, it is just delaying the inevitable; the darkness is creeping back like a thief in the night. I can feel it. As I drift off to sleep I see the blue light again, her face, his face, my life, and then the blackness that envelops me into a slumber.

"So?"

"What?"

"You know…how was it?"

"I don't know what you are on about. I have to get back to work."

"Yes you do, and no you don't"

"You aren't making any sense!"

"Just tell me already! I'll beat it out of you!"

Hermione sighed, giving Sam a dirty look and swivelling her chair back to her desk. Sam had been enquiring about where she had been last night, and had managed so far to figure out Hermione had gone on a date, how Sam had figured it out was beyond her.

"I swear I'll beat you Hermione!" Sam threatened.

"Now Sam that's not nice." Josh interjected as he walked into the room.

"Hey Josh." Hermione said happily.

"Shut up Josh, Hermione won't tell me about her date last night." Sam told him.

"Date!" Josh asked turning to Hermione in shock.

Hermione looked at him and she saw surprise written all over his face but something was flickering in his eyes, it looked like jealousy.

"It was nothing, just a dinner with a friend, a thank you to him for helping me that one day." Hermione murmured.

"Did you snog him?" Sam asked, as Josh stiffened significantly, intently listening for Hermione's answer.

"Um…well…I…not snog per say…but…" Hermione stuttered.

"OH MY GOD! You did! You naughty little girl. So how was he?" Sam inquired.

Josh began to row slightly redder. Maybe he is just uncomfortable with the topic, Hermione thought, then she realised that he was reddening not in embarrassment but in anger.

"Umm…alright I guess." Hermione said softly.

"So are you going to see him again?" Sam asked, oblivious to Josh's anger.

"I don't know; it felt kid of weird. I don't know if I want to." Josh brightened up a bit at this statement.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I was like déjà vu, but it was like I ran into a wall over and over again. I don't know, I'm mixed up, but I don't think I want to date right now, and he is a complete stranger. Maybe I'll just be friends with him." Hermione concluded.

"So are you going to see her again?" Ginny teased.

"Of course I am! What kind of a question is that? And this time, you and Harry will stay home." Draco told her grinning.

"I don't know; can we trust you with our friend?" Ginny goaded.

"Don't joke about that, she's is finally back and if you guys are going to- Ginny? Are you alright?" Draco asked as he saw Ginny grab her stomach and sit down.

"I'm fine, just a stomach ache, I think I ate something bad." she said putting on a fake smile.

"Alright," Draco said sceptically, "I need your help then."

"Why?" Ginny asked, flinching slightly at the pain in her abdomen.

"How do I go about asking her out again? I mean where should I take her?" Draco asked worried, he began pacing the room and muttering to himself.

Ginny jumped up in front of Draco and placed her hands on his shoulders, stopping him.

"Alright, looks at me Draco," she instructed, "LOOK at me. Good. Now listen, I know this must be frustrating but you just have to call her up and ask her to go out of coffee. Short date this time alright? We will take it one baby step at a time…" he cut her off and pushed her off him softly.

"I shouldn't have to do this! We went through it already! It's not fair, I have to win her over again!" he growled out.

"Well all things considered, it was more her winning you over, think of this as a penance." Ginny told him.

"So it's my fault?"

"No! I never said that! It's just- ow!" Ginny yelled out alarmed as she grabbed her stomach.

"Ginny!" Draco asked concerned.

He rushed over to Ginny who was moaning in pain and clutching her stomach. He tried to hold her up as her legs gave out from under her.

"What's wrong? Ginny!" Draco yelled trying to hold her up.

"Dra…bab…har…ie…et…elp…" she stuttered trying to breathe, and passed out as Draco was trying to hold her steady. He gasped as he saw blood begin to stream down her legs.

"Ginny? Ginny?" he pleaded trying to wake her up. He picked her up swearing loudly and apparated to St. Mungo's.

Harry sat in Ron and Luna's kitchen in their new flat drinking some butterbeer. He looked around and saw that Luna defiantly had added her personal touch. Odd little trinkets were hung up everywhere, along with newspaper clippings from her dad's magazine. He saw a moving picture of the keeper for the Chudley Cannon's and smiled. Defiantly Ron's house as well.

"So how was the date?" Ron asked Harry as he sat down with his own drink.

"It was alright, pretty boring though. Ginny mostly watched them, I was bored after awhile. The only fun part was punching him in the stomach at the beginning…and making out with Ginny near the end." Harry said and began to smile dreamily.

"Alright, no more dreaming about my baby sister. Especially around me."

"How come you can dream about Luna in front of me then?"

"Because she isn't your sister." Ron said.

"Who isn't whose sister?" Luna asked walking into the kitchen, "Are you talking about how Miss June Bugloon has her sister locked in a secret dungeon under her home and they aren't even related? She certainly won't like daddy after her requests a search of her house; of course with dungeons you have to watch out for Trifflewats, they will trick you into…"

"No, Luna, Ron was just saying that I can't dream about Ginny because she is his sister but I can't get mad at him about dreaming about you in front of me because you aren't my sister." Harry interrupted before Luna could get into full speed about Trickle-whatever's.

"Oh." said Luna beginning to become uninterested in the conversation.

"So you see Harry, some of Hermione's logic has rubbed off on me." Ron said happily.

"That's it, Luna you are now my new adopted sister." Harry said.

"What?" Luna and Ron asked at the same time, one in confusion and the other in shock.

"Luna you are my new adopted sister, so there Ron." Harry told him.

"That's stupid Harry, and no matter what you say it's not the same." Ron said trying to squash Harry's idea.

Luna looked confused at Harry, why would he want her to be his adopted sister? Harry saw Luna's face, she was such an easy read, he knew she still didn't understand what he and Ron were debating over, and decided to use it to his advantage.

"Well, you see Luna; I never had a sister, or a real family. So you feel kind of like my sister. It's like you all are my family. Since I never really had one." he explained putting on a sad innocent face.

Ron looked at him shocked as Luna's eyes watered a bit and gave Harry a hug.

"Of course I'll be your adopted sister. We can discuss everything, little creatures and amazing things; I've never had an older brother. Oh Harry you poor dear, don't worry." Luna said standing up.

"That's a load of bullocks." Ron interjected.

"Ron, don't say that. Don't worry you guys, I'll make you all some sandwiches." she gave both Ron and Harry a kiss on the cheek and went to get the food.

Ron gave Harry and astonished look.

"You are such a smug sod, you know that?" Ron told him.

Harry just grinned at him as he took a sip of butterbeer.

"I win"

"Hermione would have murdered you if you had said that in her presence." Ron told him and immediately regretted it.

There was a short moment of silence. Even though they had found Hermione, they had to persuade her over cautiously and with care. It was surreal that she was back, however Harry wanted to see her immensely, but after much convincing done by Ginny, who was also reluctant, they needed to do it slowly, despite how frustrating. They needed to get close enough so that she trusted them. They had not come this far just to scare her away. The last thing they wanted was to hold her captive against her will while trying to figure out what happened.

"Yeah." Harry replied.

Then Harry remembered something very important. They had to tell Dumbledore, and all he other parent like figures they had over the years. He couldn't believe they had forgotten to tell the others.

"Ron! How could we be so stupid?" Harry blurted out.

"What do you mean?"

"With Hermione we have to tell…" Harry began.

Luna ran in to the kitchen breathing very fast as Ron jumped up immediately to see what was wrong, Harry followed suit.

"Harry. Ron. Draco just flooed in, something happened to Ginny, he had to take her to St. Mungo's!" She cried out as Ron reached out to grip her shoulders.

"What happened?" Harry asked quickly as he Ron and Luna hurried towards the fire.

"He didn't say, he just said get there immediately." she told Harry.

Harry grabbed a handful of Floo powder and quickly flooed to St. Mungo's with Ron and Luna following quickly.

"Hurry up Granger! I don't want to spend anymore time with you then necessary." Draco sneered.

"You say it like it's my fault that we got set together for duty." she replied.

"Well, if you weren't born then we wouldn't have this problem, now would we?" he drawled.

"Same goes for you." she snapped back after closing a broom cupboard she had been checking.

"You ungrateful little mudblood!" he bit back.

"Don't call me a mudblood! I'm tired of you insulting me Malfoy! I can't believe you have to sink so low that you have to pick on a girl to make yourself feel big." she told him smartly walking ahead of him.

He caught her wrist.

"I don't need to make myself feel like I'm big, I already am. I have more power then you. I could squash you like the bug you are right now if I wanted to." he threatened and squeezed her wrist harder in his grasp as if to prove his point.

Hermione brought her other hand up and smacked him in the face and kicked him in the shins. He immediately let go as a reflex and she rushed away, but he reached her within seconds.

"Why aren't you afraid of me?" he asked, serious.

"Because I know that deep down inside you are just doing what you were taught is right, all the while you are questioning whether or not it was really wrong. Also, you aren't your father or and of his Death Eater friends." she replied.

"So you are scared of my father but you aren't scared of me? what make you think that I'm not just like him?"

"Because I've known you for six years."

"You don't know anything about me." he told her pushing her hand out of his.

"I know that you aren't your father. I also know that you are not a death eater." she stated.

"That Gryffindor crap is going to get you in trouble some day." he told her eyeing her dangerously.

"I'm not scared." she told him while biting her lip.

"Oh," he replied and then leapt up and slammed into the wall pressing her up against it, "are you sure?"

"Y-Yes." she stuttered.

"Stay out of my life Granger. You don't want to play with fire you'll get burned." he warned her and walked away.

She stood there as he called to her.

"I'm done rounds."

She finished looking over that floor and decided to go to bed; still she couldn't understand why she was so persistent to get Malfoy on her side. They needed him; she didn't want him to end up like his father.

Hermione woke up that morning to the phone ringing. She sleepily stretched and rolled out of bed grabbing the phone on her dresser.

"Hello?"

Authors Note: Sorry it took so long again. I'm home sick, as I told you above, so I finished this. I hope you all liked it. Well please review. I love getting all your reviews and I respond to all of them. :) BTW: Did anyone see the girl who is playing Luna? What do you guys think? She isn't how I pictured her, but now that I think about it, she'll do pretty well; I mean she has to be good since she was cast out of thousands.