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This is my first Draco/Hermione fiction and my second story, so be nice.

Chapter 1

Hermione stared at her tear-streaked face in the mirror. She wasn't sure how long she'd been crying. It was only two days ago when she was happily sitting in Ron's lap, running her fingers through his hair. It was thebest three weeksshe ever had, but, now, her world was crashing down.

FLASHBACK

Harry and Ron spoke quickly with each other all evening while Ginny and Hermione helped the new Fleur Weasley pack her belongings. Bill and Fleur had gotten married a week before and were just leaving for their honey moon. They had had an interesting wedding. There were no men present except for Bill and his best man Charlie. The was being that Fleur invited all her girlfriends to her wedding who all happened to be part veela. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley thought it best if Percy, Fred, George, Ron, and Harry didn't have that temptation; it was hard enough to restrain Bill and Charlie.

After the newlyweds apparated away, Ron took Hermione outside. He took her hands and looked away.

"There's something wrong, isn't there? You're not looking at me." Hermione's voice started to crack. Ron had never acted like that.

"Well, the prophecy said that Harry's the only one who can kill You-Know-You, but he can't possibly do it alone and-"

"We're going with him?" Hermione was disappointed that she wouldn't be able to finish her last year of Hogwarts, but Harry was her best friend.

"Not exactly. You're… staying at Hogwarts with Ginny. I'm going with him."

"What? No! Y-You can't leave me alone! I'm going with you." Her chestnut eyes started to brim with tears.

"No, Hermione. You're gonna be something great when you're out of Hogwarts. You're going to change lives; I know you are. I don't want you to risk your life, and Harry doesn't either."

"That's what you've been talking about all afternoon! You can't leave me! What if Harry comes back and you don't? What if neither of you come back? What if-" Hermione buried her face into her hands. It was too painful to continue.

"Maybe my purpose in life is to help Harry defeat You-Know-Who, and if I die in the process, so be it."

"No…no…no." Hermione knelt onto the ground holding her stomach and rocking back and forth.

"Hermione…" Ron stooped and tried to help Hermione up.

"No!" Hermione pulled away from him and ran to her room (Percy's room).

She sat on the edge of her bed letting the tears roll freely down her face. How could the best summer of her life end so horribly? She closed her eyes and fell back onto her bed.

Hermione must have drifted off at some point because when she opened her eyes again, it was very semi-light outside. She looked down at her watch which told her it was 5:53. She knew she had to convince Harry and Ron to let her come along; they would probably leave any day.

Her worst fear was recognized when she walked into Ron's and Harry's room.

They were both gone.

They left without her.

She may never see them again.

END FLASHBACK

And that's where she was now. She was in Ron's room staring at the mirror. Things seemed to be getting worse for her, but Hermione has yet to know what's in store for her.

Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, but this is my first attempt at a D/Hr, hopefully I'll get the next chapter up soon. I promise I'll get better as I go along.

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