A/N: Please read the note that I left at the end of this chapter!

Disclaimer: Not mine.

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Clandestine

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Chapter Five: Dinner Guests and Unsent Letters

Once they arrived at the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley hurried over and fussed over Hermione, insisting that she get some rest before dinner. The trio made their way up to the room Hermione and Ginny shared, where Ginny was waiting for them.

"Thank goodness you're alright. These two didn't even notice you were missing until I asked where you had gone," Ginny said while pointing at the two boys.

"They didn't tell me that part. It's nice to see how much they remember me."

"We do remember you! We just thought you were right behind us," Ron said.

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore. What's happened happened. Listen guys, I am really tired so if you don't mind…"

"Of course. We will wake you before the guests come," Ginny said, ushering the boys out of her room.

Hermione lay down and stared at the ceiling, thinking.

"I wonder why he really saved me. I still can't believe he did. And did he really look worried, or did I just imagine it?" She blinked, her eyes growing tired. The last thing she saw before she finally fell asleep was his worried expression after she had woken up.

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"Hermione…Wake up. Dumbledore has just arrived and he wants to speak with you."

Hermione woke up to see Mrs. Weasley, who was gently shaking her awake.

"Okay, thanks Mrs. Weasley."

Hermione made her way downstairs, and we she arrived in the kitchen, she saw Albus Dumbledore sitting, talking to Mr. Weasley.

"Ah! Hermione, come. I'll just go tell the children that dinner is almost ready."

Mr. Weasley stood, leaving Hermione alone to talk with her Headmaster.

"Hello Miss Granger. I hear you have had an interesting day."

"Well, I suppose you could say that. Did the others tell you what happened?"

"Yes, and they informed me of something very interesting. That you were saved by young Mr. Malfoy?"

Looking up, Hermione saw a twinkle in his eyes. "That's right. But Professor, there is something I don't understand. When the Death Eater found me, he said that he was going to take me to V-Voldemort, and then, Malfoy said that he couldn't allow the Death Eater to kill me because that would cause problems. What does that mean?"

"Well, I believe that Voldemort may want you in order to get to Harry. By taking you, Voldemort believes that he would be making Harry weak; however, I think that he would just be making Harry stronger, by giving him even more reasons to want to defeat Voldemort. However, I believe that there may be another reason as to why Voldemort wants you. I believe that he has learned of your power, and despite the fact that you are muggle-born, he would want to use your power to help him achieve power.

"But I would never go to his side!"

"I know that, but I believe that he has come up with a way to persuade you."

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After her conversation with Dumbledore, she told Mrs. Weasley that she was not feeling well and would rather rest than go to dinner. Hermione made her way back upstairs and as soon as she entered her room, she began pacing. She knew that she should be thinking about what Voldemort could be planning to persuade her with, but all she could think about was Malfoy. She was still confused about him saving her. Dumbledore had told her that Malfoy saved her because if the curse was not lifted and she died, Voldemort's plans would have been ruined but he had let her leave the shop rather than taking her to Voldemort. And she had been sure that he had looked at her with a worried expression. Finally, she decided to write a letter to him.

Dear Malfoy,

Why did you save me?

She didn't know what else to write. She had plenty of questions but she just didn't seem to be able to put them into words. She debated writing that she knew what he and Voldemort were up to, but decided that it would be better if they did not know that she knew.

She set fire to the letter with the tip of her wand when the door opened. Ginny came in and stared at her with a questioning look on her face.

"What are you burning?"

"Um, nothing."

"Okay – so dad said that Dumbledore talked to you. What did he say?"

Hermione told her quickly.

"So what are you going to do?"

"Well, I am going to pretend that I don't know what they are up to and I m not allowed to go anywhere without Harry, Ron, you, a member of the Order, or one of the teachers."

"Did you tell Harry or Ron yet?"

"No and I don't really want them to know. It will only make Ron worry and Harry would probably go off and kill Malfoy."

"Okay, don't worry, I won't say anything."

The two girls got ready for bed and while Ginny slept, Hermione stared up at the ceiling, a million questions floating through her head."

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A/N: Okay, so there is chapter 5. I didn't really like it but I couldn't think of what else to write. I had so many ideas of what to write for this story but none of them seem to work anymore. Anyway I have started writing another fan fiction and it's going to be so funny. I will probably concentrate more on the other one but I will still update this one. Hopefully this chapter wasn't too bad. Review!