Stuck in Love

Summary: Hermione and Draco get stuck in a closet. Enough said.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. I do not own these characters. I do not own these characters. I do not own these characters.

Quick question: Am I the only one who's ever used the phrase 'I hate you' and not meant it seriously? Or is that like out of style now? (sarcasm)

By the way, Narcissa is not going to be a bitch in this fic. For some reason, I'm very fond of her. And I figure that she puts up with a lot of her husband's crap. So she's gonna be wicked cool, you'll see.

Um, would you tell your boyfriend who has no memory of you that you guys are dating? Cause…that would go over…so well. (again, sarcasm)

Chapter Twelve:

Hermione's day wasn't about to get any better. She had barely taken a few steps out of the Great Hall when she ran into none other than Draco himself. Her heart stopped.

"Draco. What are you doing out of the Hospital Wing?" She asked politely, as if nothing had happened.

"Madame Pomfrey told me I could go." Malfoy glanced around quickly before taking a few steps toward the bushy-haired Gryffindor in front of him. "Why didn't you tell me about us?" He asked quietly.

Hermione sighed. "I was going to, I just assumed that you needed some time to sort things out first. I mean, telling someone that you're with them isn't exactly easy to…digest." She finished after searching her brain for the right word to end her reply.

"It is kind of hard to believe. But I guess I knew that there had been something going on between you and me." Draco responded, earning him a strange look from Hermione.

"What do you mean?" She questioned.

"Well, when I saw you, I got this feeling…"

"Mr. Malfoy!" Professor Snape interrupted, breezing over with a robed woman a few feet behind him. Hermione saw a lock of blonde hair and knew the woman had to be Narcissa Malfoy.

Draco stared blankly at Snape, probably wondering who that greasy man was and why he was talking to him. The thought popped into Hermione's mind and she bit back a giggle.

"That's Professor Snape." She whispered to Draco.

Narcissa stepped out from behind Snape and quickly pulled her son into a hug. "Oh, Draco, who did this to you?"

Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but closed it when she saw Snape sending her a death glare. The professor merely shook his head once.

"Hermione might know. She was there." Draco replied to his mother, causing the blonde-haired woman to look at the Gryffindor.

Hermione's mouth opened again, this time from shock. She couldn't tell Narcissa that her husband was to blame for Draco's erased memory…could she?

"Draco, why don't you go get some rest in the Slytherin common room?" Professor Snape suggested. He turned toward Narcissa and Hermione. "The Headmaster would like to talk to you both." He led them away toward Dumbledore's office.

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Dumbledore was sitting at his desk when Snape entered with Hermione and Narcissa. The old wizard smiled slightly at the three guests.

"Thank you Severus." Albus said, nodding his head and standing up. Professor Snape returned the nod with one of his own and left the office. Dumbledore motioned to two chairs on the other side of his desk. "Please, ladies, sit down."

Silently, Hermione and Narcissa sat down in a chair, keeping their eyes on the wizard in front of them.

"I'm sure you both are wondering why I asked you up here." The two females nodded and Dumbledore continued, "Well, it's about what occurred earlier with Draco. Ms. Granger, would you like to tell the story?"

Hermione nodded slowly and took a deep breath. She turned her body toward Mrs. Malfoy and began her story, starting with Lucius' visit that day in the Great Hall. She saw Narcissa's eyes water when she started to explain what happened in her room.

When she was done, Hermione turned her gaze toward the floor. She heard shuffling and saw Dumbledore's feet. She looked up slowly, trying not to look over at Narcissa.

"Thank you Ms. Granger. That'll be all." Dumbledore said kindly, allowing her to leave.

Hermione stood up and took a deep breath, looking at Narcissa. "I'm so sorry." She blurted before running out of Dumbledore's office.

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Hermione found Harry, Ron and Neville sitting in the Gryffindor common room. All three boys looked up at her.

"You okay?" Harry asked, standing up and pulling Hermione into a hug.

"I don't know." She replied, deciding to forget about what happened earlier in the Great Hall. "This is all my fault." She murmured into Harry's shoulder.

"It is not, Mione. It's Lucius' fault." Ron retorted. "He did this to Draco, not you."

"Don't you guys get it, I did do this to him by….by…."

"By what? Loving him? I can see how that can make sense." Ron said sarcastically, earning a glare from Harry.

"If I had just listened to Lucius and dumped Draco…"

"Please, Hermione, Draco wouldn't have even listened to you if you tried that." Harry interrupted, shaking his head.

"I could have made him understand." Hermione shot back, frowning some.

Ron sighed. "Hermione, you may be the smartest girl here but you have got no common sense." He stood up and led Hermione toward the common room portrait hole. "Go talk to Draco about this, not us."

"But…but…but…." Hermione stuttered.

"Just go." Ron cut in, pushing her out the door. He turned around and saw the looks that he was receiving from Harry and Draco. "What? Someone had to do it."

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"Do you think I'll ever get my memory back?"

Hermione, who had been peacefully sitting beside the lake, looking behind her and forced herself to smile, "Sure you will. Snape will come up with a potion, he's got to." She replied.

Draco sat down next to Hermione. "I'm not too sure. I was reading about the Obliviate spell and sometimes it's irreversible."

"Sometimes," Hermione pointed out. "Not all of the time. You've got a chance."

The couple stared out at the lake for a while in silence before Draco spoke up, "Will you help me remember?" He asked quietly.

Hermione thought about it for a minute before looking over toward the blonde-haired Slytherin. "Sure." She replied, smiling and nodding her head some.

Draco smiled. "Thanks." Slowly, he inched his hand over and covered hers with it.

Hermione looked down at their hands and smiled a bit. Maybe everything would be okay…even if Snape didn't find a potion…

Sorry for such a long wait. I'm a procrastinator, what can I say?

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Oh! Ron and Hermione are going to have a talk in the next chapter. Don't think that they've made up just yet...

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