Ah, the end of the story poisoned. You know I had to end this story, I mean, I could have gone on forever, I really could have. Hehe...Oh well. I'd like to thank every single one of you guys for reading this far you guys rock! And Thanks for your reviews, I know many of you have contributed about one-sixth of the reviews, I thank you! You all rock, great support from you all!

Hermione arrived at the gates of Hogwarts, getting drenched by the unforecasted rain, she ran inside the gates, which were surprisingly open. She fled inside and went straight to her dorm, where she dropped off her bags. She ran out of the dormitory and searched for her Head Mistresses office. She found it and knocked on the door. She heard the words "Come in" and she did so.

"Professor! I did something terribly wrong! I need the time-turner to reverse it all!" said Hermione as soon as she entered the room, she then started sobbing. She then looked up to see Professor McGonagall, but she did not see her behind her desk reading student reports like she usually did, then she heard more words. "I'm just busy looking for something", the sound cam from the left of the door. Hermione turned to see her bending over into the cupboard, shifting things on tops of the shelves.

"Professor!" Hermione started.

"Hermione, just get what you need and leave, I'm a very busy woman" she replied before Hermione even finished. Hermione didn't even continue then peered around the room for the time-turner, surely her Head Mistress heard that part, and maybe this was her way of agreeing but not wanting to know about it. Hermione found it lying upon the desk and stared at it in wonder. Was it really going to solve the problems she created single-handedly? Any why was it already conveniently layed on the desk, did she know? Hermione didn't bother trying to ask the last question, so she snatched the Time-turner and ran out of the door and closed it. She made her way back to her Head girl dorm and walked into the common room upon muttering the password. She then calculated how many hours ago it was when she received the letter from her father. She finally did so after much stress and many minutes. She then turned the time-turner to present how many hours she walked to go back. It started to spin just as Draco burst through the portraits door.

"Don't go!" he screamed. Hermione then started to cry and yelled back.

"I'm just a play thing to you! I don't mean much, you won't miss anything, I am only a Mudblood right?" she was hysterical. He replied quickly.

"That's not true. I felt like we were going to drift apart, schools nearly finished, I felt like I didn't have an excuse to see you anymore. I love you Hermione! Don't go, Ralph's an idiot". But it was too late; Hermione had already started to disappear.

He said, he loves me, is this another big mistake I'm making, thought Hermione. But it was like said, too late, she was now standing in the same spot only it was a clear morning. She heard something inside her room then crept over, trying not to make a sound. Luckily for her the door was slightly ajar. She peered inside and saw herself sitting upon her bed, beginning to open the letter that ruined her life. As she watched herself tear open the envelope she wondered what she should do. Should she run it, snatch it then run off? God, she would think that she was going nuttso. So, that's not a very good idea. Hermione then thought that maybe she should calmly explain to…uh, herself what will happen if she opens that letter…No good, she'll still think that she is going insane. Who cares, it's better than murdering somebody, right? Hermione didn't really have a lot of time to think so she just burst through the door, causing herself, the other Hermione on the bed, to scream in shock. Then the two merely stared at each other.

"Oh my god, I've gone insane..." muttered the Hermione on the bed.

"No, the time-turner…give me that letter, it will ruin your life..." said Hermione, the one with the time-turner.

"I, what?"

"Just hand it over" said the future Hermione as she grew impatient. She couldn't be here long, someone my come in, like Draco for example. So instead of waiting she snatched the letter and ran off out of the dorm and headed for a deserted place. She didn't bother looking back for her past self or anyone else, she just ran and ran, searching for a place to think. At last she found a little deserted corridor to stand in. She peered at the half open envelope and continued to open it. She found the same note that motivated her to become a death eater, not that she was ever going to become one. She ripped it up angrily and threw it to the ground, then after fearing somebody would find it she picked t up and stuffed it into her pocket. She then felt something inside her pockets, a pencil and paper. She then thought, that she should write herself a letter for the future, telling herself of what happened, so that she could remember, just in case. She didn't know why she'd need to know, maybe just to remind herself not to ever believe anything like that, to stop herself from harming herself and others. She jotted down some notes, signed her name and looked for a place to put it. She then saw a door magically appear and realised this was the place that they, Harry and Ron and them, had the Dumbledore's Army thing. She opened the door and saw only drawers. She opened one and saw heaps of notes already stuffed inside. Had other people had the same problem? Something like what Hermione had gone through? Who knew, it didn't really matter.

Hermione folded the paper quickly into something she'd notice, a paper crane, and she stuffed it into the draw, closed the door then dashed off. She then peered behind her to make sure nobody had seen her then felt a person collide with her and she fell backwards. She glanced up to see Harry standing above her. Harry…Hermione stood up quickly and held him, embracing him. He was quite confused because he thought she was angry at him for cheating on her. She then stared into her eyes. Then she thought, her last task was to kill Harry Potter. The one thing she was too afraid to do. Even though the whole task thing was phony, she wondered what would've happened if she had in fact killed him. Then out of nowhere old feelings bubbled through her and she kissed him lightly on the cheek and whispered into his ear "Sorry, please forgive me" and with that she ran off and left him in a deep state of confusion.

Hermione ran outside of the school and ran into the forest and sat down. She was puffed, she'd never run so much. She thought of everything she'd went through everything she'd done; killing Seamus, beating people up. Was that really her? Did she regret the whole ting, the relationship with Draco? If that's what you could call it. Did she really like him at all? Who knows? Hermione suddenly felt drowsy and passed out.

When Hermione awoke she was suddenly in her bed. She was wearing her boxers and a baggy shirt. She peered around her room. Everything looked normal. She then stared at her calendar; it was the 3rd day of the Christmas Holidays. For some reason she felt like the whole start of the school year was all a blur. She couldn't remember a thing. She then walked out of her dorm to see Draco sitting on the couch. He turned his head and peered at her.

"You didn't leave for the holidays?" she asked, she felt like he would've gone. But why was she talking to him, she never used to. She felt really odd this morning. She felt like she knew him, like she'd spent a lot of time with him, like she shared something with him. What was this feeling?

"What do you care Mud blood. Anyway, I've been here three days already, what are you blind?" he spat. Hermione felt taken aback about this, for some reason she was surprised at this retort. Hermione had no idea what was going on, she was so confused. Then suddenly she felt something. Like she done things with him, been with him, possibly loved him. She felt like there was something stored in her mind that she couldn't quite grasp. Something she knew happened but didn't realise it. But then thousands of pictures flashed into her mind. A deal, lingerie, Draco, Sex, Tasks, Harry, violence, murder, betrayal, unhappiness, mansions, letters, Love. Then she remembered. She remembered it all, well she thought she did, she felt confused and unable to grasp what reality was.

Hermione then thought of the actions she knew that she's done. Why did she do it? Did she really have a reason? Because, she knew deep down that she had no chance at becoming a Death Eater. To tell the truth, she had a feeling deep deep down inside of her that the letter that Draco forged as her father was a fake. But she still didn't know what caused her to do all these things. Then it hit her. She was in love with him. She was in love with Draco Malfoy, from the very beginning.

I hope you guys enjoyed this story, looking back it took like a year or more! can you believe it! I can't. Wow, alright...I was wondering if you guys think I should maybe make a sequel, because I have an idea for that. Sorta. And, also, I have another idea for a Dramonie(hehe I like that, one of you guys who reviewed said it, I LUV IT hehe ...anywho), and you have to take this poll..Because I'll get reviews from it..Muahahaha...

Poll numba1:
Should I make a sequel to Poisoned?

1) Yeppers

2) Hell no, stop while you're ahead...or not ahead at all...

Poll numba2:
Should I post another Dramonie?

1) Yeah

2) Hell no, stop while you're ahead...or not ahead at all..

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