A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I was brain dead. I couldn't think of a way I wanted to start the chapter for a while. So, I'll start the chapter now because I know you all want it.


"This is the third meeting that boy has skipped out on since before Christmas!" growled Lucius Malfoy, pacing the room of the remaining death-eaters hide out. A little house elf scurried behind him; her eyes full of fear.

"His schooling is important, sir," muttered the house elf in a high pitched voice that was coated with fear. She hunched her should up in fear of being hit by Lucius' wand. He turned to glare at her; she coward even more.

"You are right," he admitted through clenched teeth, "but these meeting are for his future. It's odd that he has been missing these meetings, though." His hand went to his chin and he stroked it in thought.

"It is possible that he found out about what happened to his mother," muttered Tipi, the house elf. Lucius' wand flashed and struck her in the stomach. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you, sir!"

"The Ministry is not stupid though. Their investigation wizards are trained well. There is a slight possibility that they figured out who killed the little bitch," Lucius said with a thoughtful tone. "But, they aren't smart enough to find us." He added ruefully and laughed bitterly. It made Tipi shiver in fear. "I want you to go work at Hogwarts. See what that boy has been doing." Tipi nodded and vanished into thin air with a snap of her fingers.


"You won't believe this, sir," said Tipi a few weeks later. "Me thinks the boy is in a relationship with a girl." Lucius glared at her. He didn't care if his son was with some girl. Tipi flinched. "Not just any girl, sir, but her name is Hermione Granger."

"What?" snapped Lucius. As quick as a snake on its prey, Lucius grabbed Tipi's pillowcase and lifted her off the ground. "You lie! My son wouldn't bring himself so low as to date a mudblood!"

"B-But it's true, sir! Tipi really did see him with a brown-haired girl!" Tipi stuttered, very much afraid of being hit. "She came into the kitchens with Harry Potter, sir! They talked about her and Draco!"

Lucius let go of Tipi. She fell into a heap on the ground. His face was read with fury. How dare his son run around with a filthy, lower than dirt, mudblood! "It seems I have to pay my son a visit and teach him a lesson." He smiled evilly. "I have a better idea. Yes. That would be wonderful."

"How will you go through with you plan?" asked Tipi. "They'll throw you to Azkaban if you get caught, sir."

"The next Hogsmeade trip is when?"

"Next Saturday."

"That's when I'll make my move. Now, back to Hogwarts with you."

"Yes, sir," muttered Tipi before she vanished.


"Harry! Where's Ron?" asked Hermione as she barged into the common room. Harry looked up from his homework.

"Detention."

"Oh, that's right," muttered Hermione. "I have a favor to ask of you." Harry raised his eyebrows in question. "Can I borrow your Invisibility Cloak?"

Harry frowned. "What for?"

"Me and Draco want to go to Hogsmeade together," whispered Hermione, very quietly. Harry had to lean in to hear her. "It would be problematic if someone were to see us together, you know."

"Oh yeah, go ahead," smiled Harry. "What'll I tell Ron where you are?" Neither Hermione nor Harry had the courage to tell Ron about Hermione and Draco. They both knew that he would end up hating them. Hermione knew she had to tell him at some point, but it wasn't time yet.

"Don't say anything unless he asks."

"And if he does?"

"Tell him I'm having girl issues and I've locked myself in the bathroom," muttered Hermione. She smiled as Harry's face gave her a disgusted expression. "He won't ask or even bother you about me after that. Thanks, I owe you one."

"One? You think you owe me just once?" smirked Harry. "You owe me a lot. I could have easily ratted you out about you and him."

Hermione smiled. "I'll be in debt for the rest of my life, huh?" Harry nodded. "Oh well, thank again Harry."

"No problem."


Draco walked into Hogsmeade, easily darting the third years that were overly excited, even if it was the third Hogsmeade trip of the year. He was glad that he didn't have to wear his uniform today. It was a little warm. He just threw on a short sleeve shirt and some pants. He put his hands in his pockets and slowly made his way to the Shrieking Shack where he was supposed to meet Hermione.

He didn't notice or didn't hear the snap of a twig or the rustle of the bushes. He was intent on meeting Hermione. That was the only thing on his mind. He didn't care about the sounds or people around him. They weren't the ones who stole his heart, but he still should have been a little more aware of his surroundings.

A hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed his wrist, pulling him into the thick trees. Draco's other hand pulled out his wand and pointed at where he guess the body was. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," hissed the man, jabbing his wand into Draco's neck. Draco stared down at the wand. He eyes widen. He knew that wand. The handle was a snake. This was his father's wand!

"Why the hell are you here?" growled Draco. His voice was full of hatred and disgust. "Let go you bastard." Lucius pulled off the cloak and punched Draco in the stomach. The impact half-surprised and half-shocked him. He fell to his hands and knees.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, you ungrateful son!" hissed Lucius. He kept his wand pointed at Draco. "Now, tell me, why the hell are you running around with that mudblood bitch?" He growled at Draco and waited for a response.

"How did you know about that?" asked Draco. He didn't look up to see Lucius' death glared. He could feel his eyes on him.

"I have my ways Draco," hissed Lucius. "But that is not what I asked!" He kicked Draco in the stomach, sending him rolling about two feet away. Draco laid in the dirt. His wand lay forgotten a few feet away. "Now, tell me, why are you with that mudblood?"

"Stop it! Stop calling her that!" coughed Draco. He got to his hands and knees. "You don't know her like I do. She's the smartest witch in our year, possibly in the school." Draco stood up and glared at his father. "What are you trying to accomplish? You're worthless without your precious Lord."

Lucius rested the tip of his wand on Draco's neck. "Don't make me kill you boy!"

"Is this how you killed my mother? Did you beat her so bad, she couldn't move? You killed her like a coward because you didn't let her fight back!" yelled Draco, his face red with fury.

Lucius' face screwed up in anger. He jabbed Draco with his wand and was about to mutter the killing curse, but changed his mind. His smiled was cruel and twisted. He was up to something and Draco knew it was going to be bad. "No, I won't kill you, but I'll make you're life so miserable, you'll wish I had killed you." Draco stared at him.


Draco walked out of the cluster of bushes and trees. His clothes looked like nothing happened and his bruises were under a concealment charm. He headed to the Shrieking Shack and looked around. He didn't see Hermione and figured she was under the Invisibility Cloak. Suddenly he felt weight on his back and the Invisibility Cloak flew around him.

"Hey stranger," smiled Hermione. "I was starting to get worried." She kissed him on the cheek.

"Well, you shouldn't have worried," he muttered rudely and pulled the coat off himself. Hermione frowned and let the cloak sip to the ground.

"Draco? Is something wrong?" Hermione asked quietly. Her fingers brushed against his cheek.

Draco took a step back and glared at her. "You're something else. I can't believe you actually think I love you." Hermione's eyes widen and she took a step back. "I can't believe you thought I would change myself for you! You're something else, or maybe just stupid?" He shook his head in disappointment. "Yeah, I would really fall in love with you after two nights." He laughed. The laugh chilled Hermione; made her shiver. "This was fun while it lasted, I guess, but in the end, you're nothing but a filthy little mudblood."

Hermione's eyes swelled up wit tears. That word hadn't affected her as much in the past, but hearing him say it now hurt. Draco smirked and walked away. Hermione grabbed Harry's cloak and ran back to the castle and locked herself up in one of the girls' bathrooms.

She stayed in the bathroom for the rest of the day. She didn't want to talk to anyone. She had to think what happened. All the tears, all the words, that kiss, it was all a lie. A big lie that only she had fallen for it. She couldn't believe it. She didn't want to either, but it had happened.

She left when it was almost curfew. She slowly made her way back to the common room. It seemed to take forever because she had a lot of thoughts running through her mind. She felt like collapsing and crying again. She looked up and something caught her attention. Frowning, she walked up to it and gasped. She knew what that was! It was a glede, a dragon's eye! She reached out for it, but hesitated. What was a glede doing here, anyway? Maybe someone dropped it. She should turn it in. she picked it up and was immediately pulled in by an invisible force. The glede was a portkey!

Hermione landed on her hands and knees. She sat back on her haunches and looked around. There wasn't much to see. It looked like she was in a small basement. Shelves lined the walls, full of dusty books and vials of various liquids. She heard something around her and spun around, getting to her feet at the same time. She glared at the blonde haired man.

"What the hell are you doing here?" snapped Hermione angrily. She took a step back for every step forward her took until she hit the wall.

Lucius laughed. The sound sent shivers up and down her back. "Trapped like a rat, right Draco?"

Draco stepped closer to Hermione, until he was inches from her face. Hermione stared at him. She couldn't bring herself to glare or even meet his eyes. "What's wrong Granger? Where's that glare you used to give me every time I walked by? I truly miss it." Draco smirked and laughed. It sounded just like his father's laugh, but at the same time, it didn't. As quick as lightning, Hermione's wand was at Draco's neck. He smirked at her. "Do it, I dare you." Hermione looked up at him, in the eyes, and hers grew wide. She lowered her wand and looked down. "I thought so."

Lucius looked at the ceiling. "Stay here with her, Draco. Make sure she doesn't do anything stupid." He ordered his son before laving the room. Draco looked over his shoulder and nodded. He looked back at Hermione, waiting for her to do something. Draco slowly walked away and leaned against the opposite wall. He smirked as he noticed her chin was quivering.

"Draco," muttered Hermione. She stayed where she was.

"Granger, please don't say my name like that, it makes me twitch."

"Draco," she repeated, not caring if it upset him or not. He stalked over to her, fury written all over his face, but she stood her ground. He put his hands flat on the wall on either side of her head.

"Do no make me hit you, Granger," growled Draco quietly. Hermione felt her knees go weak, but she refused to move. Hermione started into his eyes and saw hatred, utter hatred, but if she looked past that, she saw pain, and sorrow, and love.

"You have to break your father's control over you," whispered Hermione. She slowly and shakily raised her hand to brush against his cheek. Draco lowered his head, fighting the control his father currently had over his body. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug. He breathed in her sweet smell and fell to his hands and knees, Hermione went done with him.

"I'm so sorry, Hermione," he muttered in her ear. Hermione cupped his cheek with her hand. He flinched and moved his head away from her hand. "You don't deserve someone like me, so…please, you have to go. I'll make sure you get out of here and back to Hogwarts safely. I promise you." Tears formed in her eyes.

"Draco, no, I won't leave without you," cried Hermione softly. Draco leaned forward and kissed his passionately. His hand cupped her cheek, his thumb stoked her cheek.

"That is the extent of my love. I'm sorry."

"What? Why?"

"I can't run away from the man I'm gong to become," Draco closed his eyes, refusing the urge to cry. "I will only end up hurting you."

"You are hurting me…" whispered Hermione. She looked down and covered her face with her hands and cried. This was all too much. His words stabbed at her heart.

Draco looked at her and felt his heart break. He removed her hands from her face and kissed her palms. "Please stop crying over me. I'm not worth it. You can't be sad over me. You have to leave here and find someone better; someone who will make you forget all about me."

"I don't want anyone else. I only want you," cried Hermione. "You're the only one I want to be with, to kiss, to love! Please don't make me leave here without you. I won't be happy with anyone else. You're the only one I'll ever love with all my heart."

Draco closed his eyes tightly. "Stop it! Don't tell me those things. You're making it harder. You're tearing my heart in two. It's because I love you that we have to go our separate ways."

"That doesn't make any sense!" cried Hermione loudly. Draco covered her mouth with his hand and listen intently for any sign of Lucius. When a few moments passed, he looked back at Hermione and removed his hand. "You are not your father. Malfoy is just a name. It means nothing of who you are going to be."

"We're already had this conversation."

"Then don't make me repeat myself!"

WHAM! An invisible force knocked Draco into the opposite wall. He slid down the wall and onto the floor. Hermione screamed out his name. Lucius stood at the door, a disgusted look on his face. Draco coughed and stood up, glaring at his father. "I am disgusted! How dare you touch her! But I have to say, I'm impressed." Draco blinked in confusion. "You managed to break my Imperius Curse."

Draco pulled out his wand and yelled, "Expelliarmus!" Lucius managed to hold onto his hand, but he was thrown back. "Go Hermione!"

"No! I won't!"

"If you love me, you'll go!" yelled Draco as he pinned his father to the ground. "Go!"

Hermione looked down in defeat. "I love you…" she muttered before she apparated out of the room and back to Hogsmeade. As soon as she could, she ran as fast as she could to the castle.


A/N: WOOHOO! Finally, I got this chapter finished and it's just under 8 pages on word too! So, it's a little long. I hope you guys like it! I really enjoyed writing this chapter. So sad! I got this idea in the middle of chapter 7, so it's been in my head for sometime. I just had to get it out soon. Also, I see about two or maybe three more chapters of this story. I just don't know how to end it yet.

Um, I hope you all like this chapter. A lot of stuff going on. I didn't mean for Draco to become an emo kid in this fic…but that's how it turned out, didn't it? Oh well, he makes a good emo kid! Hehhehheehe well, I've already started chapter eleven, so it should be here in two or so weeks.

Oh, and I don't know if me, Scott, and Alex are going to keep going with Harry Potter Idol…it's not as successful as it was in the beginning and we're just getting sick of writing it I guess.

Oh, I always started to write my frist AU story (AU-Alternate Universe, or something that could NEVER happen) This is the summary, tell me what you all think:

Angels and Demons
For as long as anyone could remember, angels and demons never got along, but there wererarely any outbreaks between the two. Then something happened...no one knows what. After getting into a fight with her father, the Angel Princess flew down to Earth. There she met the cold Demon Prince.

What do you all think? I've already got three pages on my notebook. I just want to know what people think about it before I actually started to type it on the computer.

Well, until next time
This is Kiwi-san
Over and Out