A/N: Sorry about the lack of comedy, don't worry it will come back, and I'm not to sorry if you don't like the last few chapters, but that's the idea I got and that's what I wanted to write about. So don't worry it will all come back, hopefully...hehe Evil Grin But I thought that I would have it get a bit realistic, so hey what the fuck ever, don't like don't read. Oh yeah thanks for the reviews, I love them...hehehehehehe.

Jessica.

Hermione sat there in silence for the longest time after Dumbledore got up and walked away. She sat in a daze wondering if she really got up this morning, she couldn't believe it, that she was dead. She couldn't help feeling somewhat responsible for it, if she hadn't of said and done those things in front of Harry then she would still be alive. When she has focused back on the real world she noticed that students had started to arrive. They chatted amongst themselves as they sat down to eat breakfast. It was now quarter past seven and the whole school was sitting and eating breakfast, Hermione watched as they all talked, she couldn't eat, she had to fight back the urge to cry.

"Hermione are you okay?" Asked the freaky little boy.

"Oh yeah Freaky Chink, I'm just fine!" She said, grabbing a piece of cold toast and trying to eat it. After the first bite she had to set it down, from the fear that if she consumed anymore that she might puke.

"So what do you think of Draco Malfoy?" Asked Freaky Chink.

"What? What do you mean?" She asked.

"Well, do you think he's hot?" He asked taking a bite of his oatmeal.

"Why? Do you?" She asked out of utter confusion.

"Well, yeah, I mean..have you seen his..." Hermione tuned him out after he began to ramble about something. She scanned the room looking for him, him being Draco, and there he was sitting at his usual spot, she watched him, he didn't look like he had during the other nine thousand other meals that they had eaten in that room. She noticed that his hair wasn't slicked back, and in fact it looked like he had been crying. She didn't know why all of a sudden she was caring about the way that he looked. As she sat there looking at him, her brow scrunched in concentration. "-I mean I just wanna touch it." He said finishing his long babble about the hotness of Malfoy.

"I'm sorry what?" She said being dragged out of her thoughts.

"I- nevermind." He said finishing off his o'jay.

By the time Dumbledore got up to speak it was five to Eight.

"Can I have your attention please?" Dumbledore called from the head of the room. "Please, can I have silence?" Dumbledore asked once again. This time the students took notice and stopped talking to their mates. "Now, I'm sure some of you have heard the terrible news of Miss Parkinson..." He paused for a moment.

"But for those you haven't, she will no longer...be going with us in this academic year, or any year, because she is dead. She killed herself last night in the Slytherin Common room." The room went dead silent after those words escaped his lips. "She was discovered this morning by Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Zabini." Dumbledore stopped once again to take a breath and to wipe the tear that had fallen down his cheek. "I am ashamed of the actions of several students, never has anything of this magnitude happened in our school. I am deeply saddened by the fact that she chose to end her life. After the rumors that were spread about her and Miss Granger. Now I hope that you all realize the severity of this matter, and I hope that you will all learn not to listen to the gossip that unfortunately occurs in our school." Dumbledore said sitting down in his chair. A few seconds later Harry walked in through the open doors and proceeded to walk to where the headmaster sat. He whispered a few words to Dumbledore and then turned on his heel and began to speak aloud.

"I've got just a couple of things to say, one is that...what I said yesterday wasn't only cruel but untrue, Pansy and Hermione weren't a couple, in fact they were fighting when I walked in and..well Hermione made this joke and me being the terrible shit that I was-am..I spread in throughout the school, and I'm really sorry...It wasn't true, and...-" Harry stopped when Blaise got up from his seat and ran out, with Draco tailing him.

"Where the fuck are you going?" Draco asked catching up to him. "What are you feeling guilty? Can't sit there and admire your handy work?" He asked grabbing him by the arm and spinning him so that they were face to face. Tears rolled down his face.

"I'm sorry." He said wrenching his arm out of his grasp. "I didn't think-" Blaise was cut off by Draco.

"That's right, you didn't think. Nice going Cumbag." Draco said punching him and then turning and walking back to the Great Hall.

"So Hermione, do you like his ass?" Asked Freaky Chink.

"Yeah I do, it's really pretty." She said getting a dopy stoned look on her face. "You should see it when he's naked." After the words fell out of her mouth, she looked stunned and started to blush.

"You've Seen IT?" He yelled out causing people to take notice. "Oh please you must tell me about his ass?" He yelled once again. For the first time in a while she was truly terrified, even more so than the day before.

"I-have-tto go." She said getting up from the table and walking out of the Great Hall, her mouth hung open as she did. When she reached the hall and turned to walk down it who should happen to be there but Draco Malfoy. They looked at each other as they walked towards each other.

"Hey." He said in a gloomy sort of voice. "What's going on?" He asked before she had time to respond to the first question.

"Hey, and nothing much you?" She asked trying not to think about his amazing bum.

"Ahh...the same." He said.

"I'm sorry." She said suddenly finding her shoe interesting.

"What are you sorry for?" He asked also looking at her shoe.

"Well, you know Pansy." She said looking at him once more.

"Oh that." He said looking at her.

"Why did you say it like that? Oh that...?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know, that's the way it came out I guess." He said shrugging his shoulders.

"Oh, that must have been a fun thing to see when you first wake up." She said before she started walking.

"Oh you know it, just thrilling." Draco said. "So can I ask you about this joke that you made?

"What joke?" She said as she came to a halt causing Draco to bang into her.

"The joke where Potter thought that you were a lesbian." Draco said.

"Oh that, well it wasn't a joke, it was-" She stopped. "-would you like to talk about this somewhere else?" She said interrupting her own sentence.

"Sure, yeah that would be the shit." Draco said.

"Yeah the total diarrhea." She said as they both chuckled. So as they walked father away from the Great Hall Hermione began to unfold the missing parts to yesterdays story.

"About me? So what did you say to her?" Draco asked as he sat down on the grass.

"That she could keep you." Hermione said sitting next to him.

"Thanks." He said with no cheer left in his voice.

"Shut up." She said. "So Draco, you never answered my question yesterday. So why are you being so nice to me? And why are you being so rude to your house mates?" She asked.

"God, not this question again, well okay maybe it had to do with something that you said to me on the train." Draco said.

"Oh God." She said.

"I think might have been the cumbag, or the insinuation that I suck my fathers dick, and his 'Little Death-Eater Friends', I don't know I think it made me see something different in you, like you weren't afraid of me." Draco said.

"Please, there is nothing to be scared of, well maybe the eyebrow thing." She said imitating it for him. "Actually no, it's just weird when you and your dad do it at the same time it can be a little freaky." She said laughing. "Like you guys synchronize it." She finished.

"Are you quiet done insulting me and my brows." He said getting a French accent as he stroked them.

"Maybe, Cumbag." She said smiling at him.

"Maybe, you honkey white shit fucker." Draco said making that up off the top of his head.

"Honkey white shit fucker? That was a good one. Dildo Balls" She said bursting into hysterics. Draco and Hermione sat outside for a while talking about all kinds of stuff. The subject of Pansy came up again, but they both hurriedly asked their questions and moved on. At about half past twelve Draco looked at his watch and asked if they should head back in for lunch.

"Sure." She said. "but first can I ask you a question?" She asked before she even thought about budging an inch.

"Sure I guess." He said. 'God what else can she ask me?' he said to himself.

"Okay." She said getting of the grass. "Do you think you could take all you clothes off and sing and dance to the Backstreet boys again? Because my Mum's got their latest CD, and I was hoping that you would." Hermione said biting back a laugh while Draco looked horror struck.

A/N: Hope you liked it, I don't think I did, but oh well.

Oh yeah, Chapter 14 is almost done. I'll be posting that Friday 26, 2005. Read and Review. Oh and I wanted to thank you, for taking the time to leave me reviews, I really appreciate them...yeah, well thanks bye. Oh yeah if there are any mistakes, fix them yourself.

Jessica.