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Complicated

She had it all.
Money, looks, and everything else she ever wanted. She was spoiled beyond compare.
But, she was missing something from her life.
The one who was going to take her breathe away one day.
Except, how could someone if she was the shy one around the guys and the total bitch around everyone else?

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The night went by and classes came. Ron was feeling nauseau as he reached the dungeons for his Potions class. He heard Draco laughing behind him as he walked down to the dungeon far back from him. Not wanting to listen in on their conversation, he sort of in a way didn't have a choice, they were then again making sure that everyone heard.

Someone screamed from behind him and he swung his head around to see what the commotion was. What he saw could've made him do the unthinkable to Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Prince. He wanted to rip out hisheart, his tongue, he wanted to god damn kill him. Clenching his jaw, he watched for a moment and turned around steaming, while he now waited for the dungeon doors to open. What he saw, made his heart shatter for some unknown reason, for some reason he wanted to be the one doing that and it made him feel deeply empty.

There she was on the wall, pinned there with her arms up above her head with the help of Draco Malfoy, kissing. Not just any type of a kiss, but the crafty French Kiss, tongue kiss, any kiss he would've wanted to call it that made him want to attack his enemy with so much force. He could hear coos as he now watched the couple just go at it before everyone, some were jealous, some disgusted because of the outrightness of the matter before them and some didn't give a damn, they just loved the action.

Hermione was walking when she saw them making out in front of all the seventh year Gryffindors and Slytherins, her face in utter disgust.

"Could you two, quit trying to slam each other in the hallway?" she blurted as she walked past. Draco stopped the kiss and put down Andi's arms by her side gently and looked at Hermione as she walked over to Ron and Harry.

"Is it because no one wants to fuck you, Granger? Is that the reason why you try to act so big and bad?" said Andi calmly, as she rose her hand over Draco's chest to stop him from talking first.

Hermione looked at Andi and responded, "Ms. Rainey you shouldn't be talking now should we?"

"And why is that?" asked Andi. Draco shot glares at the trio and clenched his jaw in frustration.

Smirking in an unusual unladylike way, Hermione was deciding on how to put it straight out to her. How to make her be the bigger person for once. Blow her mind, like a gun just went off. Putting down her books, next to a statue of a gargoyle, she stepped into the middle of the now cleared hallway.

"Seems like you have no reasons why, Granger. Get over yourself you fucking cunt." snarled Theodore from the side of the hallway. He had been watching Hermione's every move and thought that something was a bit off about her. Like she was plotting something and it didn't seem too good.

Hermione ignored the comment and smiled at Andi.

"You want to know what I'm talking about, Alexandra?" stated Hermione with calmness in her voice.

Slytherin faces all sneered at how Hermione had come off so informal towards her. They knew that she knew better and she was pushing her luck by far. Taking a step into the middle of the hallway, Draco grabbed at her arm and tried pulling her back. For some reason he felt something was wrong with Hermione, too. He knew that she would hurt her and he would feel and torment over everything that would happen in the next two minutes.

"Andi, no." pleaded Draco, only for her to hear.

"Are you scared, Draco?" commented Hermione. Anger boiled inside Draco and he lunged at her only to be stopped by a crowd of his fellow Slytherins. She only gave him a small smile and looked back at Andi who was now confused.

"What is it that you know, Granger?" asked Andi.

"A lot of things."

"Get to the point. I don't have all day."

"Sure you do. But, since you want the point across right now, I might as well tell you what I do know."

"I bet."

Hermione paced around the middle of the hallway around Andi, while a helpless Draco was held down by his friends. "Well, I hear this kid named Teddy Valette was a boyfriend of yours. A muggle by all means." Tiny gasps emitted from around the room and Andi's eyes narrowed as she held back tears. She couldn't believe this, how did she know about him? How.

Shrugging, she continued on. "New Zealander, 16 and bloody handsome. Surfer, too I hear as well. Sounds gnarly to me." said Hermione mocking Andi. "Oh, yeah. I remember now, the part I really wanted to tell you!" She leaned in slightly and smiled.

Andi felt her body breaking down. Her body was shaking, her eyes turning red trying to hold back the rush of tears that were ready to cascade down her face.

"He got drunk one day." said Hermione slowly and a bit loudly and looked directly in Andi's eyes, with what she saw pain and grief, but didn't care. "Got drunk at a party, came to your house and raped you. Don't think you want to be fucked by anyone anytime soon, now do ya?" she said softly with much emphasis, but still loud enough that everyone could hear.

"NO! NO!" screamed Draco from the huddle of Slytherins who were now moving away from him from the shock of what she just said.

The tears that she so badly wanted to hold down, came pouring upon her face. She looked at Harry's face and saw shock, anger and sadness towards her. As she looked upon everyone's face, Draco's stood out the most as he came towards her. She shook her head as his arms wrapped around her and as he held her tight to his body. She let out every feeling she had in her cries and everyone stared in either shock, sadness or were humiliated.

Running his hands through her hair slowly and gently, he whispered sweetnothings to her to calm her down. He glared at Hermione, as he now had tears running down his face. First time publicity of him crying was an astounding moment that no Gryffindor nor Slytherin could take in. All everyone knew was that no matter how much Hermione wanted to be on top, she went way too far. She, Andi, who was one of the most intimidating persons in all of Hogwarts, was in tears--Draco was in tears--Slytherins were beyond angry at Hermione's actions--Gryffindors? They could never forgive her for what she did, no matter if it were to a Slytherin.

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No one neither spoke to Hermione or gave a glance at her. If she came up to talk to them, they would shove her away and give her the finger and call her a bitch. She was shunned from everyone. Although, the students that did know made sure not to spread what they heard either to friends or especially faculty. They didn't want them on her back, especially Madame Pomfrey.

For the rest of the day, Alexandra cried in her room. She didn't go to any afternoon classes, lunch nor dinner. Draco basically had to feed her, even though she rejected her food half of the time he tried to give it to her. He hated seeing her like this and he loathed the girl who made her feel this way.

And he missed his chance to make it up to her. All day long, Ron and Harry didn't speak to Hermione. They couldn't believe that she would do something like that! Ron and Harry talked about it for a long while and came to a conclusion, she was much more stronger than people thought. No wonder she never trusted anyone, even when Dumbledore called out her name the first day in the Great Hall to wish her a welcome to the Hogwarts Family.

Harry remembered everything that happened the first week she arrived, Dumbledore gave out regular first day announcements and he came upon Alexandra. When he mentioned her name, her eyes narrowed deeply and her eyes darkened. It was a scary occurence, but yet almost every guy was staring at her that first day. She was different from everyone, not because she was from New Zealand and she moved to England, but because she seemed so dark and distant from others. Slytherins always were gathered around her after that, she was the one girl who got whatever she wanted. And it showed through what she wore, no one knew what they were exactly, but Harry and Hermione noticed them at once.

Louis Vuitton, Dooney and Bourke, Coach and Tiffany and Co. seemed to be her favorite top designer brands when it came to either jewelry or the tremendous amount of purses she had. Even though she wasn't what you would call "preppy", she could pass off as it anyday. But, one of the better things that she had about her was a dark medallion that hung from all of her purses chain. It was coated with silver and the jewel in the middle was amazing, with its deep dark blue depths. You would never see her without it around Hogwarts castle, even if she didn't have her purse, it was either on her jeans hook or wrapped around her neck.

Ron tapped his shoulder and Harry jerked upwards at his touch.

"Woah. Sorry, mate. But er...you remember when Alexandra was always quiet in the beginning of the year and she was afraid of some of the guys? Especially the Hufflepuffs, you know how they're too nice for their own good. Maybe that's why, I mean why else...right?"

Harry looked up at the ceiling and felt a cold chill run down his spine and nodded slightly. "Yeah, maybe. I wonder what's going to happen now that Christmas break is in two days and exams are over and done with." Looking back at Ron, he shook his head and sighed.

"You know, Ron. She really won't talk to you now. I just have this gut feeling that she won't because of what happened today. She might think it was our fault that we didn't stop Hermione, but we didn't know what was going on."

Ron looked down at the floor and closed his eyes. "I need to try." Opening his eyes quickly, he looked back up at Harry wringing his hands. "I just remembered something."

"What is it?"

"Malfoy was crying for the first time. It was sort of weird. He was so pained by what Hermione had done to her, it looked like he was trying to prevent it from happening when he was telling Alexandra not to listen to her." He sighed with a slight shiver and looked out of the window, into the lake being engulfed into darkness. "He loves her. You would never think that Draco Malfoy could love, it seems so surreal. As if its some type of a trick being played on you. Y'know?" said Ron softly.

"Nope, I don't. Come on, I mean deep down in that dark heart of his was something trying to escape and it poured out for Alexandra. Yeah, maybe in a way it seems sort of weird, but he wasn't faking those tears. First of all, why would he want to cry in front of Gryffindors? Secondly, Slytherins are tough and they don't "cry". Thirdly? You should know by now." stated Harry. He gave Ron an apologetic look and stood up. He stretched and gave a loud yawn.

"But I do have one thing to tell you. Don't try it, Ron. I know how much you fancy her and all, but you're going to have to stop being so fixated on her. She loves Draco and she can't bear with anymore trauma than she already has gone through. You could change her life for the worse by what you tell her. I'm being serious about that as well."

Ron, kept his eyes on the lake and gave a laugh out of sadness and punched the wall in front of him. Blood trickled down his knuckles and wrists as he rose to go to his dorm. Walking up the stairs, the blood stained his hands as he let it spill, he saw that Hermione was coming towards him while a crowd of seventh year girls moved out of her way and snarled at her. He tried rushing past her, but she grabbed unto his upper arm and looked him straight in the eye.

Trying to look anywhere but her eyes, his own eyes darted back and forth and he made no struggle to slam her into the wall for touching him.

"Let go, Hermione."

"No. I want to know why you and Harry are still mad at me?"

Now looking at her with a look of disgusted disbelief, he yelled, "Why Harry and I are angry at you, Hermione? I'll tell you why! You fucking embarrassed a girl about her getting raped! You think that's funny, Hermione? Guess what? We don't. Oh and another thing, she didn't deserve that even if she was a Slytherin. You were being the bitch in that situation and you messed her up, big time. I don't even know you anymore." Pushing her back into a nearby table, he walked away from her to his dormitory as Gryffindors stared at her with nothing but disgrace.

One Gryffindor walked over to her from her year and put her face in hers. "You know, Hermione. He's nothing but right. You aren't as smart as we all thought you were. No wonder you don't have many friends, you're such a whore and I don't mean it sexually either, seeing as she was right. No one wants to fuck a whore, they always carry the disease that no one wants to catch." With her ending statement, she backed away from her and walked out into the common room.

Hermione slumped against the wall and cried silently in between her legs. She thought wrong of what she did and who she agreed to take the blame for.

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Draco had been sitting on her bed, trying to find a way to make Andi feel much better about the situation. He looked at her teddy bear, who was white with silver stars on his body and a silver bowtie, and picked it up. For a minute he felt like asking the bear what he would do, seemed to make some sense in a way, as when she didn't have anyone to talk to she would talk to Peter, her prized possession apart from her medallion.

He sighed and looked at the door and held her teddy bear as he walked out of her room. Ever since the day when she ran out of Potions crying, he always was with Andi, some exceptions applied. He slid down the slide that had now formed and walked the rest of the way over to Andi who sat in front of the blazing fire with a blanket around her.

"Hey." he said softly as he sat next to her.

"Hey." She neither looked at Draco nor the teddy bear that was in his hands.

"I brought someone for you." he said smiling. "Would you like to know who it is?"

Shrugging slightly, she clenched her jaw a couple of times until she looked at him. She saw Peter in his arms and smiled slightly at the bear. Draco smiled and handed him over to her, who held unto the bear as if it were to be ripped out from her grasp. Biting her bottom lip, she put her face on Peter and closed her eyes, a tear rolled down her face and Draco wiped it away. Moving behind her, he put his legs on the sides of her and pulled her up to him and held her, having her and him staring into the fire.

"I love you. I know that...that I can't do much anymore on what happened, but I'll try my best." he said whispering softly. "I never meant for this to happen. I swore that I would never hurt you again and I let it happen."

Andi shook her head. "No, you didn't. It was my fault. I should've listened to you. I'm so stubborn and it got me here. Now..." she said pausing.

"What do you want to say? And no. Nothing is ever your fault."

She sighed deeply, "Now I don't know how to face the rest of this week. This is turning out to be the worst Christmas ever." sobbed Andi.

Frowning slightly, he kissed her ear. "Christmas hasn't even come yet, so don't you worry about that. What do you say that you come to my home for the season and get your mind off things? I'll get you everything and anything you want."

"I already have everything and some days I feel like I shouldn't be so lucky and special."

"Don't you say that. You're the most amazing person I know. I love you with all my heart and we've made it this far. I'm the one who shouldn't be so lucky to be loved by someone like you. I'm undeserving of you."

With a neutral face, Andi's breathing went ragged for a second and went back to its normal state.

"You okay?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine."

"Alright... So, er...are you going to come? You can meet my parents for the first time." he said with a bit of excitement in his voice. He wanted to show his parents the girl who he had fallen in love with since fifth year and he wanted them to accept her for who she was and not what they wanted out of her.

Laughing faintly, Andi nodded. "I'll come, but I need to go Christmas "dancing". It's like a tradition of my old friends and I during the shopping part. We would dance to every store and sing Christmas Carols to random people. I still do that here, I have a muggle friend who I do it with. So, yeah."

"You love muggles don't you?"

"I have no problem with them. It helps me a lot on avoiding to tell them what I am and plus being pureblood in my family is like an honor. Kind of strange. But, I'm like one out of 10 persons from my family who actually interact with muggles a lot and with their world."

Draco raised an eyebrow and didn't speak.

"It's okay, Draco. You don't have to come."

"B-But..."

"It's fine. I'll just be flooing over to your home when I'm ready. Okay?"

"No, it's not. Can I atleast come with you to see what you like about their world? Putrid of a world, nothing around, but yet you have a great liking for it."

"Yes, well...I made sure that I wasn't apart of the crowd in my old school, but that still didn't work. I was in and I wanted to choke people at night for making me some damn idol. I come here, try and make a difference, end up being the wickedest chick around here."

"I find that fascinating, actually. Something compels people to you, like your personality did to me. Hey, maybe its your personality!"

"No. I think otherwise. Maybe people are just afraid of me. I don't know why though. I am nice." she smiled innocently and rested her head on Draco's chest.

Draco laughed and he looked around the common room. There were a few kids still downstairs either sending owls or playing around. Two Slytherins looked at him and Andi and they both looked down ashamedly. Draco squinted his eyes to see better of those around him and decided that he wanted Andi and himself to go to his room for the night.

"Love?"

"Hm?"

"Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

"Are you sure? You know how I'm a horrible sleeper. Well...that's what my friend told me. Maybe it was because she put marshmellows in my nose that night." she said thinking out loud.

"Whaaat?" said Draco laughing. "Did you just say marshmellows?"

Andi laughed. "Long story. Very long story."

"I need to hear it sometime. Right now, we should get to bed. I want to wake up early tomorrow and go to Hogsmeade before we leave for the Christmas Season and I want you to come with me."

"I don't want to go to Hogsmeade, Draco."

"Please?" he said giving her the best puppy face ever. She looked away from him and looked back.

"Draco!" she said looking away again. He kept on with the face until she gave in.

"I don't want people staring at me, Draco."

"No one even knows. Just a few Gryffindors and Slytherins. They're all seventh years anyway, they wouldn't tell anyone. If they do, I'll kill 'em." he said. She got up and stood in front of him smiling.

"C'mon, then. Let's go. We have to get up early, remember?" she said as she extended her hand out to him. He grabbed it and pulled her down on top of him.

"I love you, you know that?" asked Draco.

She smiled at him and nodded. "Yeah, I know. But I love you more and that means something. Everyone should be jealous."

Laughing, Draco kissed her lips firmly and passionately. Putting her hand up his shirt, she kissed him harder and with more passion. She loved to tease him, but getting any farther than that would make her get Kung-Pow on Draco's ass. He put his hand on her ass and pulled her closer to him. Rubbing up against her, both moaned in the kiss and Draco placed his hand on her back under her shirt. He loved the way her spine curved when he touched her, he always felt in control and took pleasure in it.

But breaking the moment, Andi got up off him and walked off to his dorm. She couldn't do this, it just reminded her of too many things and she couldn't take it.

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AN: R&R, that's all I ask. -sigh-

I've been having quite a problem with anonymous reviewers. From now on because since most people either don't have the guts to come out in penname, I'm taking off all anon reviews. I'm sick and tired of people flaming my storywith anons. Mind you people who do it, I don't care what you think of my story. As long as others like my story, you're no where in the picture. && Thank you to those who write in pen-name, it's much appreciated.