A/N: This is a remake of a fanfic I read two years after Harry Potter came out. It is calledDamaged, Author still unknown. I have decided to keep doing this form my memory. I plan on doing two more chapters after where the author irregularly ends it. I just hope the irregular author doesn't mind my remake; I'm doing it to honor of her work. I only take credit for my ideas in this story witch is not that many. I fill in the blanks when I don't recall what happed, but that's all I am really doing. So if you love the idea Unknown author deserves the credit not I. If you love the way I wrote it, I know you'll love the way she wrote it too. I hope to put a link on my home page for all those that want to read the original work. But have no fear I am not stopping here.

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"Catch Me I am Falling"

December 20 (Hermione POV)

Hermione sat on the sofa next to her boyfriend Joe. She had been seeing Joe for two months now and things where getting cereuses. He was with her the day she and her mother got the news of her father's shooter. The man would never stand trial for what he had done because he died of a stroke in his sleep. Hermione had stayed with her mother for as long as her mother needed someone to lean on. (A/N: In the original it was a bee sting, but I found it to be justice. So I change that part.)

Joe had held her hand the whole time. He had been so good to her that day and everyday after, but it wasn't enough for her. She had ended the day having the roughed sex she had ever had. Malfoy had let her do whatever she needed. But part of it felt wrong. When she turned to him in the beginning she wanted so badly for him to hold her back, but he wouldn't do it. That would have been an acted of love and Draco Malfoy loves no one but himself.

She was with Joe by day and Malfoy by night. For a while there were no problems in between her and Joe. On the 17th Joe had got upset with Hermione when she told him again she couldn't stay the night with him. She known then she had to stop seeing Malfoy, but she didn't think she was strong enough to do it. Malfoy was like a drug she could take that would push all her demons aside and allow her to have a normal life.

On the 18th Hermione had spent the night with Joe and it had been nice. Feeling like she might have been wrong about her abilities to stop seeing Malfoy she decide to try not to see him on the worst few days of the year. On the 19th she sent him a note and felt relieved as if nothing could be better. Today however she felt lost without him. She had been with Joe again and to her dissepiments it had been less the ok. He hadn't even gotten her off before he rolled over and feel asleep.

When she was with Malfoy he won't rest until she had gotten off at lest twice. He never left her hanging like Joe had. But unlike Malfoy Joe loved her and she was allowed to love him back. Not that she would even dream of loving Malfoy the idea made her sick even now.

As she and Joe watch TV in Jane's house, she felt like this too was some how wrong. As if Joe didn't belong there or something. Which was up-sired of cause he belonged there? Hermione felt Joe moving closer to her on the sofa. She turn to look at him only to see over his shoulder an Owl was flying there way.

"Looks like my mail is here" She said as she got up and let the bird in. She took everything it had and paid it for its trouble sitting down at the kitchen table Hermione want though it. There where three cards form her family and friends. Nothing interesting there really just the hope your holiday was happy stuff. The Newspaper had nothing to say much other then the same old stuff and then of choose her copy of "the Wiz magazine".

Hermione almost died of shock when she saw who was on the cover. Draco was coming out of a door and looking up. You could tell whoever took the picture had surprised him. He look taken abrupt as he blinked trying to see what had happened. She was about to look for the peace on him when Joe came up behind her.

"Oh yeah I bet he liked that." Joe laughed; Hermione felt a twang of anger at Joe for making fun of Draco. "So what's he done now eat a baby?"

"I don't know I was about to see what it said when you come up behind me." She said with a bit more anger in her voice then she had meant. Joe gave her a funny look. She decide to just read what it said about Draco and pretend she hadn't just snapped at her boyfriend for making fun of him.

'What are the celebrates doing for the holidays?' Was the title, there was a list of names she know her and Ron where not on the list, but Harry and Draco where. She read Harry's which was rather nice-ly made up. She know that Harry always stayed home for the holiday and the Wesley family want there for Christmas. The piece however claimed he was going to Francs, staying in a big old hotel and playing the roll of Santa claws. Hermione couldn't help but laugh at how ridicules that was.

Joe was sitting across form her reading the paper. He only looked up at her before retuning to it. Hermione want too Draco pieces and felt like killing the writer of it. It had said Draco no long celebrated the holiday. He refused to take part in anything to do with the holiday and even gave his employees that time off just so he didn't have to hear about it.

That was just a big fat lie. He did so take part in it! He took as much part into as he could. Hermione had seen him feel out checks for all kinds of different things. He had asked her to help him pick out something to give his employees that year as well. It also failed to machine the faked Draco had no family to celebrate with.

It then claimed he used this time to get to gather with some other death eaters that were not coat to do a racial sacrifice. But that part was just hear say and could not be proved. Hermione growled at the magazine. "If it was hear say it shouldn't even been in here!" She still believed Draco was guilty of being a violent death eater, but this was just a load of crap.

"What shouldn't be in there?" Joe asked; she looked at him before tossing the magazine.

"The whole damn thing, it's just a load of crap. They were all made up stories that just weren't even close too being true." She felt like slapping someone.

"Honey why our you letting it get to you so bad? There wasn't one in there about you was there?" Joe said as he tried to get close to her. Hermione pulled away form him

"No there was one about Harry that one made me laugh. But the one about Malfoy was just so wrong." She said it before thinking about it. Once it was out of her month she regretted it.

"Why did it say what a nice guy he was? How he was handing out gifts in the street or something like that." Joe joked and Hermione just barley held herself back form smacking him.

"Believe it or not he does do just what you're making fun of him for! He may not go out in the street and hand out gifts, but he buys all his employees gifts and he has a lot of them. He donates money to get poor children toys and many other things! Yes he is the biggest fucking git in the word and the coldest man on the earth, but you would be too if you had your family taken form you!" She screamed at him, Joe was taken off guard at first. Then a light want on in his head.

"You feel sorry for him don't you, because he and you have something in common. Someone in your family was taken form you too. You're not upset about what they said about him. You're upset because you understand him." Joe's word hit her like a Mack truck. She understood him because she could have become just like him. In many ways she had become just like him. But she unlike him would never kill anyone because she could.

"Please leave." She whispered

"But why Hermione did I do something wrong?" Joe asked sadly

"No; now please leave I wish to spend sometime alone. I will owl you tomorrow." She whispered again. Joe looking awfully hurt took his leave. She wanted to owl Draco to see if he was alright, but she couldn't do it. She had to try and break way form him. She had to what until the 25th before she owled him, she just had too. Besides she didn't care if his feelings got hurt. That was not what they where about. She just knew he would need a good shag after reading that and nothing more. It could what until the 25th.

December 25 2:31am

Draco had been working hard on paper work all week. He would only stop to sleep; eat and use the restroom. He had only sleep for about five hours all week. The most he had eaten was an apple. He was so engrossed in his work it took him a while to notices there was an owl parched on his chair.

Draco pushed his reading glasses up his noise as he acknowledged the large brown owl. "What did you bring me this early in the morning?" He asked it as he removed the note on the owl's leg. Opening it he read out load what it said.

"Jane's house 3:10am" He looked at the bird with a smile "It's the 25th already?" Putting the note down the Owl hooted at him, he paid it and it left with a load hoot that echoed though Draco home. He decided to make himself decent before he lifted for the meeting. Leaving his work behind him without a second thought.

3:15am

Draco popped into Jane's living room feeling refreshed. There was no sign of Hermione at first, but he could hear something coming form the bed room. He pushed the door open to find a very necrotic scene before him. Hermione lie naked on the bed with her eyes squeezed shoot. Her right hand was pinching her right breast's nipple and her lift hand was between her legs working hard at it's task. She was breathing heavy as she tried to reach her goal. Draco took off his cloak and tossed it aside. He walked over to her and lend down slowly so his breath could warm her naked skin. Her eyes snapped out as he stopped her left hand and pulled it away. Whispering softly he said "It's not nice to open other people gifts." He then moved down her body too finish what she had been doing. It didn't take long before he could rep the benefits of her hard work. There sex was a little more rough then the norm, but no where never as rough as it could have been.

7:45am

Draco lied beside her knowing he should leave soon. She would have plans with her family and friends that day. He just didn't want to get up yet. He whetted five more minuets before he tried to get out of bed.

"You are leaving?" She asked softly

"I was about too yes." He said softly back, she sat up taking hold of his arm.

"Let me make you some tea first." He nodded his head; they both got up and she made them a small breakfast with tea. He was glade for that much it was much better then his plans of eating dried toast, with some cold water after all he didn't know how to cook and no where's was open for business today. It was charismas after all... One he didn't spend totally alone which had been what he wanted more then anything for the past six years.