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(A/N; Well hello, before you say anything, I have some good excuses as to why I haven't updated. Number one, GRADES! Two, went and saw my Grandma. Three, well I think your tired of hearing my excuses, so here you go, you can finally read more to this story. Oh, before I forget, in chapter 3 it says chapter 2, it's wrong, so just ignore it. Thought you ought to know.)

Chapter 4:

Draco lay in his bed. It was about 2:00 in the morning and he still couldn't sleep. He rolled over and thought back to what had happened.

-FLASHBACK-

As the door closed, the great hall stood still. Draco was standing where Hermione had left him. He was looking at the back door behind the Head Table. Dumbledore stood up slowly. Draco snapped out of his daze he was in. He turned his head toward the Headmaster. "Draco?"

He was going to answer but instead he turned around and walked down the allie between the tables. When he reached the doors he opened it and walked out, closing them with a load slam. Load enouth to make him jump. But he continued to walk toward the dungeons. He wasn't to concerned what the others thought when he was standing in front of her. But he was concerned about her. Watching her face and listening to thoughs words had really gotten to him.

"Oh looky. It's a slythy-withy."

"Go away Peeves."

"Is the oh-so-hard Malfoy feeling blue?" Peeves said in a babyish tone.

"Go away Peeves!"

"I think it has to do with a certain Gryffindor."

"Peeves, I'm warning you." Draco said looking up at Peeves as he floated above him.

"Peeves isn't afraid of the son of a Death Eater." Peeves said floating on his back.

Draco continued to look up at him, fire in his eyes. Peeves pulled a face and chucked a tomato at him. Apperantly he had taken it from the kitchen when no one was looking

The tomato whizzed past his head. Only inches from his right ear. "That's it!" Draco yelled pulling his wand out as Peeves floated away.

"You can't catch me!" Peeves said flying away from Draco. "Headmaster!"

Draco looked down. Dumbledore was standing there looking up at Peeves. "That's enough. Go back to the dungeons now Peeves."

"Yes sir." he answered and floated away.

Draco stood there as Dumbledore turned his attention to him. "Mr. Malfoy," he spoke softly. "I was hoping to run into you. I require some of your time to ask you some questions." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled from behind his half moon spectacles.

"About what sir?" he asked shifting from foot to foot.

"About Ms. Granger." Dumbledore answered.

"Sir," Draco started, but never finished. Dumbledore put his hand up to silence him.

"It won't take me that long. And we won't go into detail, but I need to be filled in on somethings." he said.

"Yes sir." Draco answered.

"Alright. Now, I want to know why you two are so distant during classes? Your letting your grades slip." Dumbledore asked watching Draco closely.

It took Draco sometime before he could answer the question. And when he finally did, Professor Dumbledore would ask another. It went on like that for another 20 minutes, and when Dumbledore felt that he knew enough about what was happening, he excused himself and went back to his office, leaving Draco to stand there in the hallway.

"That was odd." Draco said to himself and walking off toward the dungeons to go to bed.

-END FLASHBACK-

He rolled over again, sleep finally conquering over his body.

Draco got up the next morning, took his shower, got dressed and headed toward the Great Hall. When he walked into the room, every person that was in there went quiet. They watched as he went and sat down in his place at the Slytherin table next to Blaize. He looked up at the other students as they turned back to what they were doing.

"Does everyone know something that I don't?" Draco asked turning his attention the Blaize.

He didn't answer. Instead he shoved a piece of french toasted into his mouth and turned to look at Crabbe and Goyle who had taken seats next to him.

"Blaize, what is going on and why is everybody look at me?" Draco asked watching some students glance toward him.

Blaize still didn't answer. Draco kicked him under the table, sending a howl from Blaize. "What the blood hell was that for?" Blaize asked.

"Answer me." Draco said flaring his nosterals.

"Morning." Pansy said sitting in the seat next to Draco. She glanced at Draco then at Blaize. "Am I interupting things?"

Goyle spoke up before Draco could answer her. "No, Draco was just trying to get an answer out of Blaize. And Blaize isn't answering him."

"Oh. Just answer him Blaize." Pansy said in a tiresome voice.

"Fine. The reason everyone is looking at you is because of the mudblood performance last night, which I might add won. There, now you know." Blaize said before taking a swig of pumpkin juice.

"She won?" Draco asked.

"Yep. She did. I was hoping that she wouldn't, but the teachers liked her preformance best. I personally would have loved to see her fall flat on her mudblood face." Pansy said in disgust.

Draco turned and glared at her. "Oops, I guess I went to far." Pansy said with a smile before moving down to where her girlfriends were sitting.

Draco was about to say something, but at that persice moment, Hermione walked into the Great Hall. Taking a seat at the Gryffindor table next to Harry and Ron. Blaize looked at Draco then followed his eye contact to Hermione. "Draco, mate, are you going to be okay?" he asked as Draco turned to look at his bare plate.

"Yeah, fine." Draco answered. He looked up at Hermione again. She was looking pretty surprised. 'Looks like Potty and Weaselbee just told her that she won the talent show.' He thought to himself.

10 minutes later, Draco saw Hermione get up and leave. He to was going to leave to, but he decide that he was going to talk to Potter and Weasley first.

Outside in the hallway Draco waited for the two of them to come out. And when they finally did, he stepped in front of them.

"Move it ferret face!" Ron said imediately.

"Calm it weasle. We don't need you to have a nervous break down." Draco said with a sneer.

"What do you want Malfoy!" Harry said with a glare.

"Watch yourself Potter, I don't like your attitude." Draco said smirking.

"Malfoy, I see your being the rude self-centered little ferret that your really are." Hermione said coming up from behind him.

He stood froze to the spot. 'Oh that hurt. I can't believe she said it.' he thought to himself.

"Harry, Ron, we need to get to potions. We don't need Professor Snape docking any of our points." Hermione said.

Harry and Ron smiled at Draco, then followed Hermione. "Mione, you know Snape is going to anyway." Ron said as they walked away from him.

"Yes I know." he heard her answer.

Draco turned to look at the three of them as they walked down the hallway. They soon disappeared around a corner. Soon he followed to go to potions, but he had to stop at his dorm for his books first.

She sat listening to Professor Snape talk about Brittlehorn's and all the uses of its horn, when the door burst open. She turned to look at who was walking in. 'Should have known that he would make a late enterance.' she thought then turned back to Professor Snape.

"Mr. Malfoy. Your late. You know where your seat is, so find it." Snape said.

Hermione heard him as he took his seat. She turned around to see where he had sat down and to her surprise it was right behind her. Quickly she turned around to the front. Professor Snape talked on for another 10 minutes and then broke the class into partners.

"Parkinson and Potter, Weasley and Zabini, Longbottom and Goyle, Thomas and Crabbe, Granger and," Professor Snape looked up at the class, they all held there breaths, then his lips curved into a smile and he said, "Malfoy."

When Snape said Draco's name the whole class gasped and turned toward the two of them. Hermione felt as if the world collapsed down on top of her. She was partnered up with the one person she just couldn't be near at the moment. Hermione felt as thought Professor Snape had done that on purpose. She looked straight toward the front, ignoring the eyes that where set on her and Draco.

"Get a move on! We don't have all day! You know what to do!" Snape said in a harsh tone. The class got to work right away. Hermione heard Draco sit down next to her.

"That hurt. What you said in the hallway after breakfest." Draco said in a whisper so only she could hear him.

She turned an angry face to him, "Well it hurt what you did to me. All I said where eight little words. What did you do? Cheat on me."

"Nine." Draco said turning the fire up under the cauldron.

"What?" Hermione asked paranoid.

"Nine, you said nine little words. And they hurt." Draco answered puring in the bloodroot juice.

"Well, you hurt me you little ferret!" Hermione yelled and she got up and left the room. She could feel the eyes of her classmate on her as she walked out. She ran down the hallway, not knowing where she was headed. Her tears ran down her cheeks.

She sat down by the lake. Covered by a willow tree with its branches reaching down into the water, she looked out over the lake through the branches. She could see the water move back and forth. Small ripples stretched out across the dark surface.

"Mione?"

She turned to see Harry standing behind her. "How did you find me?"

"Some Hufflepuffs saw you disappear under the branches of this willow tree." he answered.

"Oh."

"Are. Are you all right?" he asked sitting down next to her.

She turned her tear streaked face toward him. "Professor Snape had to partner me up with him didn't he?" she asked more tears falling from her eyes.

Oh, poor Hermione. Sorry peeps, i need to end it here, my backa nd fingers are starting to hurt. Okay so what do you think and as always continue, or no continue. Till next time, Mess531y.