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A/N:I'm really-really-really sorry, that I haven't updated for a while now this story. I'ts just I've been busy with my other one and with studies. We have one new professor, and my dreams cocnsist only on how I want to kill him, for what he's doing to all our group .God see, how I hate him!We wrote TWO tests for him today...Argh! He gave a list of the books( which he wrote himslef), and we have to read them all. there're at least 10! I .HATE. HIM.

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"Harry, stop it already."-said Hermione, standing in Ron's room.

"Stop what?"-he asked inosently.It's been almost two weeks since her and Draco's talk to professor Dumbledore, and she hadn't talked to Harry since that. Simple, he has been just avoiding her, for unknown reasons to her.

"Avoiding me. This is what you're doing."

"I'm not avoiding you."-he stated nervously.

"Oh, you're not?-she said clothing the door behind her.-"I'm just tryin' to talk to you, but NO. You have to play Quiditch, practice Oclumency or degnome Mrs.Weasley's garden. There are not gnomes left! Bloody hell, Harry! You managed to degnome them all! And you even don't want to talk to me. Two weeks Harry! Two bloody weeks, and I do not have endless patience. Talk to me!"

"So now YOU want to talk to me, huh? And silly me, 'cos I thought that you've been talking only to Draco-Fucking-Ferret-Malfoy!"

"Don't call him like that! You have no right!"- She saw how Harry was changing in face. Hell, he became very angry after her statement and she haven't seen him like this before.

"No RIGHT? He has been insulting you for a bloody five years, and not only you – your friends as well. It is not enough for you? When what is? Some circumstances changed? Why Hermione? WHY?"

"His mother is dead Harry.His own father killed her. His father now is dead as well. He's completely alone…. he need a friend now…"-she answered quietly, sitting herself on Draco's bed.

"He need a friend? And I'm don't? Sirius is dead, newsflash for you! He .Is. Dead."

She felt like her eyes became wet, and she turned her face away from Harry's. She didn't wanted him to see her cry.

"What is it Hermione? Cannot look into my eyes. Feel some shame? Finally remembered about me?I was your friend for bloody five years, and you neglected me for him!Why?Why Hermione?- he walked , and now was standing next to her.- Look at me then I'm talkin' to you. Look!"-he said taking her face to his right hand and turning her around.

"But we still are Harry….you need me….please Harry…"-She wanted to tell him, wanted to tell him everything….But she couldn't. She gave her word to professor Dumbledore, and she needed to keep it. She and Malfoy were learning how to control their new powers. It was hard, not to throw up every time they eat, because of what food tasted, of its smell. They both didn't sleep well because of the constant noises in the home even at night. They both had bags under they eyes….they were too tired.It was harder that they thought it would be.

"No,- he answered harshly,- we don't .-He stepped back from her, and turned around, now standing with his back to her.- I…I don't n..need you.-he added more quietly, but she had heard him his single word. And it hurts.

"I that case, - she couldn't believe herself, she was saying this. - I'd better go. You 're right…I thought I knew you, and thought that I could trust you…but it seems like…..- She stood up and.- I'd better go.- with this she walked out of room, and closed the door silently.

She didn't saw tears that were running down from Harry's eyes.

She was in her and Ginny's room packing her trunk.

"What do you think you're doin'?"- asked Draco as he walked in the room.

"I was asking the same question, but she doesn't want to answer."- answered female voice behind him. He turned his head, and now saw Ginny and Ron, who were sitting on Ginny's bed and watching Hermione. Then he turned back to Hermione and saw her crying.

"Do I need to know what happened?"- He asked again.

"I'm leaving."- stated Hermione.

"Finally you've got some word from her Malfoy. She's been like this since her talk to Harry half an hour before."- said Ron.

"Son of a ….-he wanted to say further, but was interrupted by Hermione herself.

"Stop it. He is not. I'm leaving; it's only my decision, my last word."

"But there are you going?'-asked Ginny.

"Home"-simply replied Hermione.-"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Besides,- She said closing her trunk, and taking it from her bed.-I'll see you all as new school year starts, it's only one week left."

Ron and Ginny stood up, and came near her. She gave them both their hugs, and then turned back to Malfoy.When she slowly walked to him, and stood before him very close. Then suddenly he threw his hands upon her and gave her a small hug. She put her hands on his back as well. However, they were interrupted by Harry's voice, which was now standing in the doorframe.

"Well, well Malfoy.Going to miss your little Mud-Blood?"

"Harry!"- exclaimed both Ginny and Ron.

But Malfoy didn't say a word, he stepped a step to Harry, but was held by Hermione's hand. She took her trunk by one hand, and slowly went through Harry to the door. Then, she suddenly stopped and said quietly.

"As I already said Harry, I thought I knew you….but it seems like I don't."- With these words she walked to the corridor and went down by stairs to common room. Minute after, she was gone by the Floo powder.

"And I thought, that Weasel here was the Stupid-One part of the trio, - finally said Malfoy, - but I guess that now Potter, you just proved me wrong."-he said, and then walked out of the room.

Harry couldn't sleep that night. What he had said to Hermione did bother him, and it was hurting for him as hell. He didn't meant to say those words. Actually, he wanted to apologies for his actions. But when he saw her hugging Malfoy, something broke inside him, and all he wanted in that moment was hit him, punch him and made her suffer- just for hurting him. Didn't she saw what she was doing to him? With her little secrets, with her lies…he was hurt badly by her actions. What was so important that she shared with that ferret?

When finally he felt asleep, he understood, what that wasn't a normal dream…..it started like every time….Voldemort…..only now……

He was standing in the dark room, which was shined only with blue fire, which was burning on the ground in front of him.Voldemort wasn't dressed in his usual robes, only in pants. Harry saw his naked torso, lighten by the blue fire, and a strange smirk on his pale face. His blood-red eyes were flickering with something, Harry didn't saw in them before. Finally, Harry realized that Voldemort was looking on something in fire, on someone.

Harry recognized Hermione, who was lying in her bed, apparently sleeping. The sheet half covered her, probably it was hot in her room, and she threw her covers almost of herself. She was wearing a black top a black lacy thongs. Her breath was steady, and her breasts were pushing up and down in slow rhythm. Her curly hair lieng on her pillow,framing her face,her skin gloving in the blue fire light.Harry couldn't deny what she looked incredibly beautiful and sexy. He would give everything, just to hold her in his arms now.

His line of thought was interrupted by Voldemord, which stood quiet before, but now was whispering something hi himself.

"My little angel, I guess I found you darling."- he pushed his right hand in front of him, and now in was above Hermione's abdomen. He made a movement as if he was touching her now. For a second it seemed to Harry , like she jerked under his movements.-" And silly Potter doesn't even know what is waiting him .Well, you'll be mine soon……and as you'll be with me, our little devil will do anything to save you…..maybe I will get him to kill Potter…..or maybe I'll just kill him myself. We will find our devil…and then,Potter will regret,that he was even born.-He paused for a second, - Or maybe you have just found him yourself...Who is our little devil?...Don't worry darling, soon you will be with me. – As he said it, he went down to kiss her forehead.

Harry opened his eyes, and jumped out of his bed. He was sweating madly, and tried to think about everything he saw…..Ron was sitting near him already. And it was somewhat strange; Ron had a heavy sleep and could sleep though anything.

"He woke me up.-said Ron, pointing on Draco, who was now standing near window and looked in it with concentrating. Seemed like he was zoning out.-Said, you were having a nightmare. Is it…..him again?"

"Yes…..Voldemort…. - as Harry said his name, Ron again fluttered, but Draco didn't showed any reaction. Like he wasn't listening at all.-Go to sleep Ron, it's just as usual, don't worry".- answered Harry, touching his scar. It was aching again.

Ron, walked back to his bed, and lied down, putting his cover on himself.Malfoy moved just a little, and then looked straight in Harry's eyes.

"What?"-asked Harry nervously, he didn't like that look.

"Someone is watching,- he replied as he looked back to the window, trying to concentrate in the view and in sounds which came from the wood.-I can feel it. Someone is watching…something will happen."