A/N: Hey everyone... Once again. Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I know it sucks. But on the bright side the plot is all mine. Well I hope you guys like this. Don't forget to review.

The Forgotten

Chapter Four

It has been about three months since Draco and I took that walk around the beach but everything has been better since then. Draco. I didn't know something so good could happen to me. He is my light. I look forward to seeing him everyday. I think I might be in love with him. I haven't talked with Harry or Ron since that same day three months ago. They nod at me in the halls but we don't have any 'friendly' chats. I think they might hate me. I think they realized that I wasn't defenseless and now they know that Draco isn't taking advantage of me as much as I am choosing him over the boys. Which of course is not what I'm doing. I would rather have them both but that really doesn't seem like it has a chance of happening.

I have given up on my memories. Well not so much given up on them as deciding that I don't need them. I may want them but I don't need them. Not like I need Draco. Lately he gets angry whenever I mention my memories. He says we have each other now and that's all we will ever need. I try to make him understand how much I want my memory back but that only seems to make him madder. The point in case is why I'm a little uneasy about broaching the subject of why I won't be able to come to Hogsmeade with him this Friday. Dumbledore contacted me yesterday and said that the healers think they may have found a solution to my memory problem and they want to test it this Friday. But I have to tell Draco sooner or later and I think I just want to get it over with.

Of course I know where Draco is this morning. He is a late sleeper and is probably still in bed. I thought it was cute when I learned that Draco woke up early my first morning in Slytherin just so he could take me down to breakfast. I thought it was even sweeter after I saw for myself the tantrums he throws when he has to get up early. But it was fairly late in the afternoon now and he would probably just be waking up. So I walked up the stairs to his dorms. There was no answer when I knocked on the door so I tried the handle. It was unlocked so I pushed the door open. His dorm was a mess. Why couldn't these seventeen-year-old boys clean up after themselves? I tip toed around the piles of cloths that covered the floor until I reached Draco's bed, which was at the far corner of the room nearest the bathroom. I pulled back the heavy green curtains that hung around the bed only to find an empty unmade bed. 'Hmmm..what to do...' It was then that I noticed that the shower was running. I figured it was Draco since he was the only guy from his dorm that I hadn't seen down stairs yet. I took off my shoes and laid on his bed to wait. When my head first hit the pillow the smell of Draco engulfed me. I sat in my little state of bliss until I noticed the bathroom door opening.

His hair was still wet and clung in a sexy way about his head. He had a towel wrapped about his waist, which showed off his chest and arms in a way cloths never could. He didn't notice me in the room and went straight to his wardrobe to pick out his cloths for today. I shifted myself up on my elbows and the noise made him turn his head in my direction.

He looked at me hard. It felt as if he was looking into my soul. "Hermione..." Was all he said before he crawled into the bed and lay next to me.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I smoothed his hair down and placed kisses on his temples. He didn't say anything so we just sat there for a while listening to each other breath.

"I had a dream Hermione." He sighed finally. "In it we were in a very dark place but we were fine because we were together. But then you left me. I was alone. I couldn't breath and I suffocated on the darkness." He turned his head so he could look into my eyes. "Promise me you won't ever leave."

"Draco I couldn't leave you. I need you probably more then you could even imagine." He brought his lips to mine with fervor. We kissed and lay there for a while before I broke the silence. "I need to talk to you about something." I looked down at him. "But I think you should probably get dressed first or we won't get much talking done."

A rakish grin appeared on his face. "Okay Hermione. If you find it so hard to resist me. By the way, I like the way you look in my bed." I just rose an eyebrow as he grabbed some cloths and went into the bathroom to change. When he came out I was already off his bed picking up some of the stuff off his floor. "Don't do that Hermione, let the house elves get it." I just glared at him and put the stuff in a pile on top of his trunk.

"Come on Draco, we can go into the common room to talk." I walked down the stairs and sat in one of our favorite chairs. But Draco just stopped in front of me.

"Get up."

"Ummm...No?"

"Wrong answer." He pulled me up and stat down before he pulled me back down, into his lap.

"Well isn't this cozy? I think that if you just told me what you had in mind first I would have done it all a lot easier." He didn't seem to be paying any attention though because I could feel him nuzzling my neck. "Draco we're supposed to be talking."

He lifted his head up. "Talk, I promise I'm listening." I gave him a look that I hope he read as 'you better be' and then I pulled myself so that I was facing him.

"Okay so I won't be able to come with you to Hogsmeade on Friday." I held up my hand to stop him from speaking. "I had a little discussion with the headmaster the other day, and he says that the healers think they might be on to something and they want to test it on me Friday."

"Wait a sec Hermione. I thought you said you didn't need your memories. Why do you anyway? When everything's so perfect now." I got up and pulled a chair close to his and sat on the edge of it.

"I have told you this before. I feel like there are just some things that I need to know."

"But this isn't it. I know Hermione that I will lose you if you remember. You won't want me after you know everything. It is just like Potter said you will remember everything I have ever done or said to you and you will once again hate me. Because you always have. I know what I did and said then wasn't right and now I feel like I have been handed a second chance and you want to take that away. Why? Does this," he motioned between the two of us. "Really mean so little to you that you are willing to just throw it all away?" He got up from his chair. "You know what? Just go do what you need to do. But don't play with me anymore." He turned on his heel and strolled out of the common room.

"Well that went bloody great." I said to myself, running a hand through my hair. I noticed then that I was being approached by a girl with a pug face, Pansy, I think her name was.

"You can't just have him you know." She said.

"Excuse me?"

"Draco. We're not just going to hand him over to some mudblood on a platter. In our families we are taught to only have the best, and let me tell you something, Draco is the best. Heir to the Malfoy fortune, good looks, long clean bloodline, he is everything we have been taught to look for in a husband. He is the Slytherin Prince we aren't going to give him to some forgetful, mudblood Gryffindor."

"Well I think we will just let Draco decide what he wants. Won't we?" I stood so that I was eye level with her. "Until then, Pansy." I walked through the door that lead out of the common room. 'Hmm...I wonder where I will find him? It's nice today, maybe he went for a walk around the lake. Yeah. I bet that is where he will be.'

I saw a figure about halfway around the lake, so I went the opposite direction as it did so that we would run into each other. I walked a few minutes before I went around a bend and my eyes caught Draco. He was running his face looked stony. "Draco" I said moving into his path. His eyes never looked down and he ignored me completely. Brushing my arm as he passed. I turned and ran after him. "Draco I really need to speak with you." He continued running ignoring me. "I'm not leaving you until you answer me." I ran with him for about twenty minutes before I tripped on a stick I had not noticed. I would have hit the ground hard if Draco didn't catch me.

"Watch where you are going Hermione." He sounded like he didn't remember. Then I saw a light flash in his eyes. "Granger if you leave me alone, I will give you five minutes." He pulled me by my wrist to the side of the track and then sat there.

"Well I was going to tell you that I don't understand why your doing this. I love you. I want my memories. I'm sorry if you can't deal with the fact. But they are a part of me. I'll never be whole without them."

"I know what will happen Hermione. I want to end this now and just get it over with." I tasted salt on my lips. My hand flew my damp cheeks. I was crying.

"How could you ask me if you meant so little to me? You're the one who this means nothing to. How could you pretend this meant nothing to you?"

He looked at me. "You don't understand anything. Don't tell me how I feel. I have realized what will happen. And I don't want to start something I can't finish." He let me go and I stepped back. "Five minutes are up." He turned around and walked away, the way I had came, back toward the castle.

I stood there for a while. Letting my tears dry and my blush to disappear. When the evidence of my tears were gone I went back inside. With no place better to go I went into the Great Hall to eat. As I'm walking toward my normal spot I see Draco slide into his normal one. Which happened to be right next to mine. I quickly turn toward the table and sit in the seat that was directly in front of me. The seat was right next to Draco's friend Blaise, who gave me a strange look as I sat down.

I didn't really feel like eating so I pushed the food around on my plate. If I listened real hard I could hear the soft rumble of his voice as he spoke to somebody. A soft chuckle to my left woke me from my trance.

"Hey 'Mione." I hated the nick name some of the Slytherin had taken to calling me. Blaise looked like he was trying to be friendly so I ignored the name. "I noticed that your looking a little blue." He elbowed me a little. "I'm done eating. You look like your done. How about I walk you back to the common room? You look like you would get lost if you went by yourself." I nodded, knowing that he was right. He grabbed my arm and helped me get up from the bench. When I was finished he put my hand into the crook of his arm and guided me toward the hallway. I felt a pair of eyes on me. I knew they were Draco's. Maybe it hurt him to see me walking beside someone else. My gut dropped a bit at the thought. But maybe now he realized how good we are together. How we are meant to be.

We walked down the hall until we reached we reached a turn. He went the wrong way. "Blaise, Blaise?"

"What?" He asked looking back down toward me.

"We are going the wrong way."

"No we are not." He said smiling. "In fact were here." I looked up at him confused, and I felt a hand come over my mouth. He pushed me up against a wall. "Pansy and the girls want me to welcome you to Slytherin. A proper welcome. They want me to show Draco what a whore you are." My mind raised wondering how I was going to get out of this. He was to strong. There was no way I could over power him. He lowered his head and I jerked when I felt his lips on my ear lobe. I screamed into his hand. "I have always wanted to bed a Gryffindor." He whispered his breath warm on my ear. That was the last thing I heard before we heard someone approach. He pulled me into what looked like a mop closet. He pressed my back against his front, as I tried to scream. The person was right in front of the door when they stopped suddenly.

"Hermione?" I hear Draco's voice ask before I felt a wand in my back and a whispered 'stupefy'. Then I saw no more. The world was black. I remembered Draco's dream. He must of had it backwards. It was me who died choking on the darkness, alone.

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Patia