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A/N: One thing, I know some people are a bit confused with the prophecy thing but don't worry it'll all come together in the end. And also the thing with why Draco and Hermione can't see each other will also come together. DON'T WORRY I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING. Thanks. :)

Chapter 32

The next morning Hermione opened her eyes and looked at her clock. 11:25 am.

Thank God it's Saturday.

She rolled back over to get some more much needed sleep but felt something crumpled underneath her.

She sat up to see what it was and saw the potion.

I might as well read over it. I'll go out into the lounge.

So she got up still in her dress from last night and had a quick shower before heading down to the lounge.

She entered and sat on one of the couches but noticed there was something different about it.

She looked around the room and saw that there were only Gryfindor colours around. No green's or silver's in sight.

Am I missing something here?

Then right on cue in enters Harry with a whole lot of his luggage in his arms.

"Hey there roomy." He said nonchalantly.

Hermione stood up from her seat quite taken aback.

"What are you talking about? Is there something that I've missed."

"Hold that thought." And in record time he ran to Draco's room and threw all his stuff in there and returned to an even more clueless Hermione.

"So are you going to tell me what's happening or what?" Hermione said in an angry tone.

"Haven't you heard? Malfoy signed out of school last night. Isn't that great."

He went to give her hug but noticed how puffy her eyes were.

"Hey what's wrong? Have you been crying? What did that bastard Malfoy do to you?"

She swiped his thought away. "No don't worry it's nothing."

HOW COULD HE DO THAT. Well I guess I was a bit harsh. But there was no need to do that. Fuck this, why is this happening to me?!

"Well then what is he doing now?" She asked still shocked by the news.

"He's transferred to Beauxbatons. Good riddens I say, so because he has left I've been appointed as head boy. COOL INIT."

And he hugged her so tight she felt her lungs press into her ribcage. (A/N: I don't know if that's even possible but oh well.)

She returned his hug but felt like breaking down.

It wasn't meant to come to this. It's bad enough that I had to lie to him but he still wants to beat me and transfer. Draco why are you doing this to me?

Harry clicked his fingers in front of her face. "Hello, is anybody in there."

She came back down to earth and smiled falsely. "Yeah sorry, that's great news that is."

He smiled. "Well I'm going to put my things away alright?"

"Okay then. But when you're finished can you come to the Gryfindor common room, there's something I need to talk to Ron and you about."

He nodded and then winked at her before exiting the room.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

Hermione lazily went to open the door to see none other that Josh.

"Was my warning not enough for you fuck wit?" She said pissed off.

He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I just wanted to say bye. I'm leaving today remember."

Hermione's expression didn't change. "Your point?"

"Well." He put down the trunk he had in his hand. "I just wanted to say sorry for… well you know what for. And yeah." He bent down and picked his trunk back up and headed down the corridor.

Still with the same expression she simply nodded and went to close the door but before she did she needed to know one thing.

"One question Josh."

He almost skidded to a halt.

"Yes Mya?"

"Pull your sleeve up on you right hand side please."

His eyes began to dart around nervously.

"Why?" Think Josh think. What did Lucius say to do if anyone saw it… Um! I CAN'T REMEMBER.

"Well come on I'm waiting I just want to see your arm."

I've got it! "Do you want to see my tattoo that I got?"

She looked at him angrily. "Just show me!"

He lifted up his sleeve and sure enough there was the death eaters mark.

"That isn't a tattoo you imbecile."

He yanked his sleeve down angrily. "Believe what you want I'm leaving."

And he strutted down the halls.

Should I tell Ron and Harry what I saw? No surely he's not a death eater. I might as well just drop it.

Dismissing the idea she went to the Gryfindor common room to tell Harry and Ron what had happened the night before.

A/N: I KNOW IT WAS SHORT BUT I NEEDED TO GET THAT OUT OF THE WAY.