a/n Ha, I finished the next chapter, I know it took me a long time, but here it is.

"I, well, to tell you the truth…"

"Yes?" Hermione asked edgily.

"Well, Potter told me," Draco lied and guilt washed through him, but then strangely it disappeared. He didn't feel as bad as he thought he would, in fact he felt pretty good, he pulled one over on the know-it-all. Wait, when had he started thinking her as the know-it-all again?

Hermione looked at him a fake smile plastered to her face. He was lying to her; whenever he lied he always called one of her friends Potter or say something that he would have said only a few months ago. She hid her hurt and disappointment behind a fake smile, and the sad part was that Draco didn't notice it wasn't real. He was too wrapped up in his own little world.

"So, what was it that you told Harry, but not me?" Draco asked inquiringly.

"Oh, um just that…" But Hermione never got a chance to finish because at that moment Harry burst through the door panting heavily and clutching his side. Hermione was thanking god at Harry's great timing, she didn't really want to tell Draco what was going on.

"Hermione, Dumbledore knows. I told him, but he wants to talk to you and Draco himself." Harry said and Hermione nodded while Draco frowned slightly.

They're keeping something from you; the voice was back, singing in his ears. Draco ignored the words, though now he was getting angry. What was Hermione and Harry not telling him?

"Ok, when?" Hermione asked sneaking a look at Draco, who was deep in his own thoughts.

"Tonight, I'm coming with you. I'll pick you up around eight," Harry said before throwing Draco a look and leaving.

Draco hadn't tuned in onto the conversation until the ending. It sounded like Hermione was going on a date with P-Harry. What really got him was that they hadn't even asked if he wanted to go, they just assumed that he would. Fuming he left the room, leaving behind a confused, angry and hurt Hermione.

Draco marched up to the Headmaster's office and scowled at the gargoyle. The gargoyle scowled back at him in defiance.

"Gummy Bears," Draco said and the gargoyle jumped aside scowling still. The gargoyle hadn't liked Draco since his last visit to the Headmaster's office. Draco had kicked the gargoyle in his anger and now it appeared to be holding a grudge against him.

"Ah Mister Malfoy, I was expecting you. Please, have a seat," Dumbledore said, motioning to a chair in front of his desk.

"I was wondering, if we could just have the meeting now," Draco asked sitting down with a thump.

"I was rather hoping to have Mister Potter and Miss Granger here as well. No, Draco, I think it is best that the meeting stays at its original time. I'll see you at nine then," Dumbledore said and turned to something on his desk.

Draco was obviously dismissed and stood up to leave. Just as he was walking out the door though he paused and looked back at the Headmaster. He had said that the meeting was at nine, but Pot-Harry had said that he was picking Hermione up at eight. That gave them an extra hour, what was going on?

Hermione spent the rest of the few hours before Harry was to pick her up worrying. She had seen Voldemort's eyes instead of Draco's own cold grey ones when she had first looked up into his eyes. It was horrible; Voldemort's eyes stared up at her every time she closed her eyes. This was not good; nothing was going like it should have been! This wasn't supposed to happen! She was supposed to live happily ever after with Draco, now he was either going to be the net Dark Lord, or he was going to turn into Voldemort. Either way she would loose him.

"Hermione, I need to speak to you," Harry said when eight o'clock rolled around.

"Ok Harry, but I don't want to be late for the meeting," Hermione said heading out the common room door. Harry followed, but pulled her into an empty classroom.

"The meeting doesn't start until nine, but I have to speak to you about Draco," Harry said looking at Hermione pondering how he was going to tell her this.

"So do I, I want to know why you told Draco why we were fighting at the beginning of the year," Hermione said and Harry's mouth flew open in astonishment.

"What? I never told him!' Harry said incredulously.

"What? He said you did," Hermione had been hoping against hope that Draco had been telling the truth. Even though deep down she knew he had been lying, she still was allowed to hope right?

"No, which is what I came here to tell you. I heard Malfoy talking to himself while I was walking around in my invisibility cloak. Hermione, Malfoy used Veritaserum on you," Harry said and Hermione looked at him wide eyed.

"No, he wouldn't," she whispered, but deep down it made sense. During that detention she had with him and Snape had said she had fainted. She hadn't fainted; Draco had used Veritaserum on her. Why hadn't he told her that before? She would've understand, but to downright lie to her, blame it on Harry to cover up something illegal. This was just too much like the old Draco Malfoy, not to mention that fact that Voldemort is inside of him. She'd loose him either way.

"Hermione, I'm sorry. That isn't the last of the um… bad news. You see…" But Harry was cut off by Draco stumbling into the room.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know you two were in here," Draco said, the lie slipping off of his tongue with ease.

"No problem, wee were just coming to get you," Harry said smiling at Draco. Draco noticed that Hermione's eyes looked oddly glassy. He wondered what they had been talking about to make her on the verge of tears. She avoided his gaze as she followed Harry from the room.

"Harry, Hermione, Draco," Dumbledore nodded to each in turn. "Please take a seat." They each did so, staring up at the Headmaster waiting to hear what he had to say. "Now, as we know, Draco has Voldemort's powers. Yet when Harry helped change Voldemort's powers to make them good, it disturbed the balance between good and evil," Dumbledore looked directly at Draco. Draco knew what he had waited to hear was going to happen now. "So, Draco has a choice, the power will either turn him into Voldemort, or cause him to be the next Dark Lord." The silence reverberated around the room.

Draco looked over at Hermione, but she wasn't looking at him, instead she had her eyes fixated on the carpet. So this is what Potter and Hermione had been talking about. She had told Potter before she had told him!

Should you believe Dumbledore? Really, this man used Harry Potter didn't he? Look at the life Harry is leading, that could've been normal… Yet Dumbledore chose him to kill Voldemort, so now he live in constant fear of the remaining Death Eaters. Can you believe him? Draco silently agreed. He didn't know whether or not he could trust Dumbledore.

"How did you find this out?" Draco asked Dumbledore.

"I did not find this out Draco, it was Hermione who did," Dumbledore said and Draco looked at Hermione again. She hadn't told him; instead she had gone to Potter and Dumbledore. Did she not trust him? Was she truly afraid of him?

"Is there a way out?" Harry asked looking at Draco sympathetically.

"I am trying Harry, but I have yet to find something useful," Dumbledore said. "Now, I believe that you three should be going to bed," with that they were dismissed. "Draco, remember, if anything strange is happening, come straight to me." Draco looked up into Dumbledore's eyes and had an odd feeling that he knew about earlier that morning.

Quickly Draco left the office, when he got down to the hallway Hermione gave him a quick kiss on the check before rushing off after Harry. Draco headed down to Slytherin common rooms, there he literally ran into someone he hadn't seen in a while.

"We need to talk," the voice said and Blaise Zabini stepped out of the shadows.

a/n Ha! What is going to happen next? What more can I do to poor Hermione and Draco? See in the next chapter, sometimes I think I can be so mean to them. Well at least that is what I'm thinking when I look over my plans for chapter four. I hope you enjoyed it! Tell me what you think!