A/N Sorry this chapter is really late into this day, there was a snow day at my school today and I was pretty busy, oh look, I have a life! Even I'm surprised to!

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Hermione's POV

He's so charming, I just can't seem to get him out of my head.

It's been five weeks since our first date, and we've been out almost every other day. We've been everywhere, dinner, lunch, shopping, and we've also just sat ina coffee shop and talked.

And he's just so damn interesting, I can't get enough. We talk about Ancient Greece and Rome, old Wars, anything really. He likes the same things as me, (black coffee, and a good book) We haven't even had a fight yet. But that's most likely because he doesn't know who I really am, or who I was. He's brought out a different side of me. there's still the book-loving know-it-all, but we also flirt, and kiss, a lot.

His kisses are like fire, the shock when they first meet mine sends waves throughout my whole body, and I want more, I need more.

I need all of it.

It's only been a few weeks, but I've fallen, and I'm finally ready for the next step. But he;s never brought it up. AT first it's sweet because it seems like he's not interested in just sex, but after a while I can tell he likes me, but he wants it as well. He looks at me like he's been starving for meals, and as I pretend to not notice the way his eyes freely roam my body, I wonder why he never brings it up.

Maye I will, we do have another date tonight, the same plave as our first, and I plan to tell him that I'm completely and utterly in love with Daniel Manch.

As I get ready, I think of what a dumbass name Daniel Manch is, he could've at least come up with something interesting. I look at myself in the full-length mirror, and smile, I'm wearing a midnight blue dress that hugs my body snugly, paired with silver peep-toe stilettos.

I haven't gotten another letter from my parents yet, but that should be good, maybe they've given up.

But as I get in the cab, I can't help that think that I should attend. As respect for my parents, they might have abandoned me, but meeting them once can't possibly hurt. And even though Pansy was a bitch to me in school, we're twins. I should meet her at least, if I don't want to go because of my parents. And then there's Draco, our relationship is thriving but he still hasn't told me anything of his real name, or even his magical background. Of I were to magically turn up at a pureblood marriage, he might not want to be with me.

But I'm not the only one lying, right?

I get out of the cab, and see him sitting in table right by the window. I tell the woman at the front desk that I'm with him, and she leads me to him. I sit across from him and take a sip of the red wine in front of me, and see him looking at me with an indifferent expression, close to the mask he used to always have during school.

"Dan?" No reply.

"Dan?" Still no reply.

"Dan?"

I slide my hand over his, and he breaks out of trance.

"Are you ok?"

He looks, at me, and puts on a weak and sad smile, "No."

The smile falters, as he starts looking even more sad.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, but I've been lying to you."

I sigh, here it comes, this is when he tells me that he's a wizard, his real name, everything, and I'll tell him it doesn't matter, and that I love him, and we'll be happy, and he'll tell me that he...

"And I don't think I can take it anymore. I was supposed to just be using you as a getaway from real life, to forget all my problems, but it's become more than that, I think I've, um, I think I've fallen in love with you, and I can't lead you on, we can't be together anymore, it's not possible. You deserve more than someone that cant give you a family, a good relationship.I'd always have secrets that I wouldn't be able to tell you, and more importantly it's not physically possible for us to go further than we already, and I'm sorry, I love you, and I'm sorry."

And with that he leaves me, alone, and confused, all my feelings feeling like they've been pushed to the curb like an unwanted child, as I fight the tears I make my way outside, and let them dangerously spill from eyes onto the dark alleyway, and I curl myself into the wall, not caring about what happens to myself anymore

I didn't know what to make of his words, and this is what he left me with, a ruffled dress, raccoon eyes, and a situation that I can't think myself out of.

A/N Thanks for reading, R & R please!

-A