A/N: There's been some confusion about how Draco hit. Draco hits Harry in anger because Harry hurt Hermione and other girls. For the person that asks if Draco hurt someone before (summerlandlover), you shall find out lol.

Another note, for the sake of this chapter, we're going to pretend that Lavender Brown is muggle born, so forget what the book says.


Chapter 5: Secret's Out

"Please, Draco! Stop! Why are you doing this?"

"I told you to do this one thing for me and you talk back to me!"

"I love you, Draco! Stop, I'm sorry!"

"Don't you ever question the work I do! Do you really want to know why I do all this? I do this for you! I do this for us! You're just so ungrateful!"

Draco watched as she staggered to stand up, her face full of bruises. He quickly smacked her across her face, causing her to fall on the floor. Lavender looked up at him with eyes overflowing with tears, racing down her cheek and falling onto the floor.

"Why do you make me do this to you, Lavender? Why? Do you really think I want to do this, what I'm about to do to you?"

Draco felt himself shake as he reached for his want. Her eyes grew huge and fearful, never taking her eye of the wand.

"Draco...please..."

"NO! It's too late! You're a danger to us, the purebloods! I know you told all your friends about us! Don't think I don't know about it! There's only one way this problem can be solved, Lavender..."

Draco flicked out his wand and pointed it at her.

"Draco! No! Please, Draco...we can talk about this! Please! I promise I'll just...I'll tell them that I lied! That it was just a joke! Please, Draco!"

He sneered, drawling his lip and then walked closer to her.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

"NO!"

Draco sat up quickly, his breathing heavy and perspiration dripping down his face. He took a hand, trying to control his breathing.

"It was...It was just a dream..."

He looked around to his surroundings, remembering where he was. He slowly lay back down and closed his eyes, trying to get back to sleep.

With his insomnia, these past two hours was the only sleep he had gotten, and he could feel it in his bones. Like many unfortunate things, he inherited it from his father. After about ten minutes lying in his four poster bed, he knew that he wasn't going to get any sleep.

He quietly tiptoed out of his room, the dormitories and then headed towards the Astronomy Tower. Draco arrived there but was surprised when he saw someone else, lying on the floor on top of a blanket.

Draco carefully walked over to the figure and lightly tapped them.

"Mmm?"
He smiled when he recognized Hermione Granger's face when she sleepily looked up. She sat up and looked at him.

"I wasn't sleeping, I was just...resting my eyes."

Draco sat down beside her. "Yep, right. Could've fooled me..."

Hermione gave a small smile and looked out towards the lake, and then back at him.

"What are you doing up?"

He looked down, and then brushed a hand through his medium length hair.

"I couldn't sleep; bad dream. Why are you up?"

"Same. What was your dream about?"

Draco looked into her chocolate eyes and melted. There was no way he could tell her the truth about his dream.

What the hell do I care? We're not a couple. We're just friends. If she doesn't find out now, she'll find out later.

"In my dream, I was hitting Lavender Brown. I..I was yelling at her about my dad's work and everything, and then I killed her."

Draco looked up and saw Hermione's eyes flicker. Her mouth hung partially open, and then she continued to stare at him.

"What, what are you thinking?"

Hermione hesitated and then forced a weak smile.

"I'm just thinking how great that it was only a dream, that's all."

Draco sighed and stared at the ground in front of him. "What would you say if I told you that...it wasn't a dream, that it really happened?"

"If it really happened, you'd be Azkaban prison. You performed one of the unforgivable curses, Draco."

"Are you forgetting who my father is, Hermione? He went to my trial and told the judge that it was in self-defense," Draco replied, afraid to look at her.

"W-what? You...you really murdered Lavender? No...You couldn't have.."

This was just making it worse for Draco. As if he wasn't already ashamed of what he did, she had to sugarcoat it, and be in denial about it.

Draco looked up at her and then watched tears form in her eyes. "Hermione, you don't understand."

Hermione stood up and looked at him in disbelief. "Understand what? What the hell is there to understand? You killed her! You killed Lavender Brown, Draco! You fucking murdered her!"

Hermione was not sobbing frantically, struggling to stay standing. She could feel a sickening feeling in her stomach, not believing that this boy could do something as cruel as murder her friend. She tried to wake up, trying to wake herself up from this nightmare.

"NO! No... Draco, please...please tell me that you didn't murder her! Tell me that it was just something you dreamt!"

Draco walked over to her, attempting to hug her, but she pushed him away. He stood in front of her, regretting that he had told her that it was real; that it had happened.

"I'm so sorry, Hermione. I can't tell you I made everything up. I promised myself I wouldn't lie to you. I...I really killed her."

Hermione fell to her knees onto the blanket, and screamed and sobbing uncontrollably.

What did she think happened to Lavender? Did she think she moved away or something?

He went to try to help her up, but she shoved him away again, this time a little harder.

"Get away from me, Malfoy! You're so pathetic!"

Hermione went to head back to her dormitories, but Draco grabbed her wrist.

"Listen to me, Hermione. You can't tell anyone about this, alright? You can't tell anyone about me murdering her..."

Hermione struggled and pulled herself free from his grip. "Fuck you, Draco!"

With that, Draco watched nervously as she started running back to her room. He lowered himself down until he rested on his knees. He put his arms over his head, now regretting ever saying anything to her. His worst fears became reality as he thought about the events to him if she told anyone about it. Right now, anything was possible.