A/N:

Heys to my favorite Fanfic readers!

I have to say that I am way proud of myself not only have I written one chappie but I have written two!

I don't know it just never happens to me.

I mean that quickly.

Well plus I have good news for anyone reading Head Games I am only rewriting little thing and soon I will get it reposted and it will be better than ever. Plus I plan to write more chappies for it too.

Okay enough about me and on with the show.

Disclaimer: Nothing New. The moons still in the sky and I still don't own Harry Potter.

The Forgotten

Chapter 3

When I woke the next morning I got dressed, leaving off the school robe since it was Saturday and we had no classes today. Today would probably be mostly boring, since I have nobody to hang out with today. I mean I guess I could go find Lavender and Pavarti and talk to them. I was pretty sure that they wouldn't see this as a betrayal. They are the ones that fed my recent obsession with a certain Slytherin.

I guess it was still early I could go to breakfast and then go to the library to study or go and read a book outside to enjoy the day. I don't really know. It seems to me I can't really look for myself, it's more like I have to sit back and wait till it comes to me. Whenever it decided to do that. But I felt that if I just sat there I would be wasting time. I feel that there is something I should be out there doing to help me gain my memories. But there was nothing that came to mind to start at so I figured I would just do whatever until something felt right.

So I was going down the stairs leading away from the girls' dorms when saw a figure at the bottom of them waiting for me. "Hey Hermione." I smiled at his use of my first name. "I was thinking after you went to bed last night, that if you were saw hanging around me that it would help with your figure in the eyes of our house." He sighed. "I mean it might put you on hot waters with all the other houses though."

"Not that I care what anyone thinks but," I smiled. " I would love to spend the day hanging out with you."

"Well okay. If that's what you want to do then don't let me stop you." He lifted an elbow as if he wanted me to hold on to it. "Let me escort you to breakfast. After all it's the most important meal of the day."

I grabbed on to his arm and let him lead me out of the common room. "Lucky for you Mr. Malfoy, that is just where I wanted to go." We were both silent the rest of the way to the great hall. There were a lot of stares from everyone as we passed. Even in the great hall as we passed the teachers table, I saw Snape's mouth drop with toast mid way there. It was in a way kind of fun to see the looks on faces as we passed. But it also bothered me a little that people couldn't stay out of my business and out of my life. As we passed the Gryffindor table I could almost feel the heat from the angry stares. But I also laughed as Draco's smirk became more pronounced. "If I didn't know any better, Draco, I would think you brought me down here just to bask in the Gryffindor anger."

"Well the Hermione I must tell you then, that you are a very perceptive witch." At my indignant glare, his eyes shined with amusement. "I'm just joking, don't get your panties in a knot." We made it to the Slytherin table and Draco waited for me to sit before he took his seat. We ate our breakfast quickly and started to talk as the table started to fill as more of our housemates started to wake. "So…" He said finally ready to bring up what he wanted to discuss. "Why do you like me?"

"I never said I liked you. I said…" But I was interrupted by Draco.

"Yes you did. You did last night and you did that night in the great hall." He said hurriedly as if my last answer bothered him.

"Okay yeah I did say something to you, but don't twist my words. I said I was attracted to you. I don't really know you well enough to know if I like you. I am really not that shallow a person." I smiled to clear away the worry that, for a moment, I thought I saw in his eyes. "But what I do know about you so far I do like. You care; I know that because you showed me to the common room last night. You have a great sense of humor, I know that from the fact that you made fun of me already, but it was in the good-both-of-us-are-having-fun way. You know I really can't figure out why I never found you hot before I lost my memories." He sat still for a second as if he just had to take all of it in.

"Well it was probably because I was mean to you and well…basically all you housemates, since school began."

"I really can't see you doing that Draco."

"Well I did. I was a right ass. I realized about halfway through the year that I was just parading around trying to imitate my father. But I don't want to be like him. I have always hated my father I have no idea what made me want to go around and be like someone I didn't like. But I didn't figure that out till the middle of this year and you guys pretty much had hate for me ingrained in your brains by then."

"Like I said to Harry and Ron, those aren't my memories I have to start over fresh and figure out what I want to do."

"What is it like? I mean not having any memories. At first when I heard about you I thought about how much it would suck. But then I also thought about how nice it would be to start over, to have a 'blank slate'."

"I don't know. I know some things. I know about how things work, school things, and practical things. It seems like all I knew at first was facts. I didn't even know my name when I first woke up in the hospital. But its not like I plan to be this way forever. I plan to get my memories back. I don't want to go around everyday knowing that some people know more about me than I do."

"How though? I mean did the healers tell you anything? Like whether it was possible for you to get your memories back or not."

"They told me that if we could figure out which curse hit me, then they might be able to figure out something to bring my memories back. But they also told me that my memories might come back gradually on their own. They don't seem totally sure."

"Oh. Well I'm sorry to bring it up. I'm sure you don't want to sit around and think about it every day."

"It's okay don't worry yourself over me." I paused and looked up at the ceiling up the great hall, which showed that outside it was sunny. "How about you and me go for a walk around the lake?"

"Umm…Sure. Why not? It seems that at this point in time I have nothing better to do." We both rose from our bench and walked out of the hall together. It wasn't until we got to the door that two boys stopped us.

Harry grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. "Please Hermione stop this. I'm sorry we yelled at you last night. You don't have to hang out with him to show us we are wrong. We understand it now."

"Obviously you don't understand anything, Harry. Because if you did you would know that I am not hanging out with Draco to get back at you two. Come on Harry do you really think that I'm that petty?"

"Draco?" Harry asked his voice rising. "Draco? His name is not bloody Draco to you its always been Malfoy just Malfoy." He turned from me and started on Draco. "You…You must have...I don't know brain washed her."

Draco just turned to me and arched an eyebrow. "Brain washed?"

"It's a muggle term. It means to change the way a person thinks and make people believe things that you want them to believe. You know like in Harry's eyes me liking you."

"Oh…I get it."

"And look at you two! Your having a conversation like nothing is wrong. Hermione doesn't like you Draco. She likes Ron! She always has and always will. They have had a crush on each other for years. Years! Feelings don't just go away with a few memories. They mean something more."

I looked at Harry starting to lose my temper. "What are you talking about? What are you playing at trying to tell me how I'm supposed to feel. I really can't tell you why I'm not like your old Hermione. But I can tell you that I'm not like her. I don't have the same feelings as she did. I don't like Ron. At least not that way. I will tell you two this once more, stay out of my life. Let me make my own choices."

I turned around starting to walk through the door leading outside, Draco following me, but Harry caught his arm. "She will get her memories back. She will come back to us. She will remember all you did and everything you said. And we will, all three of us, get back at you for whatever sick, twisted joke your trying to pull. You will regret this, Malfoy."

"Maybe you have it backwards, Potter, maybe you will come to regret this day. I can't speak for her but if I were in her place I would want you to stop. But you don't know when to stop; you're too much a hero. You will keep pushing and pushing until you lose a friend. Back off."

"Malfoy how dare you…."

"Stop Harry" I said getting in between the two boys. "He is right. I need sometime on my own. If…when I get my memories back and I am hurt by this then I will see that it was my own fault that I was being unreasonable. But if you keep this up I might look back and be angry with you for trying to make my choices. Let me make mistakes. It is the best way to learn."

"Okay Hermione." Ron finally spoke up. "We will let you make your own choices but I just want you to remember we told you so." He grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him down the hall. We watched as they disappeared around the corner before we walked outside.

"I'm really sorry about that Draco." I said putting my hand on his arm. "You should have to go through arguments like that."

"Don't worry about it. Besides they might be right you know. You might remember everything and regret hanging around me."

"I don't think I could ever regret this. It feels to right to regret." I looked into his piecing eyes. "I think I'm already in to deep to stop. Mr. Malfoy I think I might have developed a crush on you."

"A crush? Are you sure? Not an attraction?" He smiled.

"Yes I'm pretty sure. But I still think the attraction part still stands true." I said. "What about you, Draco? Is there any chance you my return my infatuation? Because this would be pretty pointless if you didn't. I mean with one person how far can things go?"

"I don't get crushes."

"Too tough for crushes?" I put my hand around his neck and pulled his head down to my level. "How about now?" I closed the distance between our lips. The kiss was sweet and gentle. I could feel my stomach fluttering not with nerves but with happiness. It all felt right. Like right here with Draco was where I was supposed to be. Like the stars were aligned and nothing could go wrong. It was like I had found my place.

"Now? I think crush would be a good thing for me right now." He smiled down at me before he grabbed my hand and walked with me. We walked around the lake we left our footprints in the sand and I couldn't stop smiling and looking behind to see his footprints right beside mine.

A/N:

Well hoped you guys like it so far!

Ummm… but I need to know what you guys think.

Seriously. How will I ever know unless you REVIEW?

Say it with me now, "I WILL REVIEW, I WILL REVIEW!"

Okay enough fun.

Byes!

Patia