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Hermione gasped, The King's Secrets, opening the book she realized that it was a diary. From the first entry she was entranced, she read the diary from the front cover all the way to the latest entry.

Oct 13

I did a completely unselfish act today, and it felt good. I could feel the light pouring into my once black heart, it was tantalizing. This is what doing good feels like. I wonder what would happen if my "friends" where to find out what I did, I would surely be shunned. I still wonder though, am I ever going to be myself again?

Hermione was impressed, who ever this person was, clearly they were very intelligent. She did however feel bad for this person, she could sense that they wanted to be good, but had to act otherwise. Putting two and two together she figured that they must be a Slytherin, a male Slytherin. Sighing she placed the diary back on itself self, knowing that she would return later to see if she could figure out who the person was.

When Hermione entered her room, she quickly laid down and fell asleep. When Hermione awoke, she laid in the soft morning sunlight thinking about the mystery man that had entered her life. She knew that she could fall in love with who ever it was, the person was so deep and his feelings so raw. She earned to find him, and help him be his true self. Glancing at her magical clock that was mounted in her room, she bolted up, she was already half an hour late for potions, not bothering to shower, she threw on a clean robe, and bolted down to the dungeons. Knowing that she was going to be in trouble she tried to enter the classroom as quite as she could, however that didn't go as planned. Pansy had seen her enter, and had pushed her bag in Hermione's way and Hermione tripped and fell, screaming as she hit the ground.

"Well, well, well, it's nice of you to join us Miss Granger, although I know it must be difficult for someone of your intelligence to show up to such a juvenile potions class," Snape sneered at her. Hermione picked up her books and stood, not looking at Snape.

"I'm sorry professor, I over slept," she said to herself looking down at her desk.

"Detention tonight, and I should say 75 points from Gryffindor, next time Miss Granger do not be late to my class or it will be 200." As Snape punished Hermione she could hear the Slytherin's laughing at her, she knew that Snape could hear them, but he did nothing to stop them. Hermione tried not to cry, Snape had been ruthless to her before, but for some reason it hit home today. Lucky for her, potions was not a double period and before she knew it, she was leaving the classroom. The rest of the day was dull, all she could think of was that diary and who might have written it, taking a short cut she headed to her room.

"Hermione!" Someone called out to her. She turned around, only to see that it was none other then Ron. Hermione spun back around, and quickened her pace, hoping that Ron would get the message and leave her alone. He didn't. He quickly caught up to her. "Hermione would you please stop and talk to me?" Ron asked. Hermione tried to ignore him, but he grabbed her arm, forcing her to stop walking, and look at him.

"Let go of me," she told him.

"Only if you promise not to walk away when I let go."

"I can't promise you that."

"Then I can not let go."

Hermione suddenly realized that they were alone in a very dark corridor, trying not to panic, she prayed that someone would come by, and she could free herself from this situation.

"What do you want Ron?" Hermione asked, trying to keep her voice as calm as possible.

"I wanted to ask why you, you just left me in Hogsmeade." Hermione was flabbergasted, surely Ron realized that he had made a mistake, he said sorry to her yesterday, but maybe he never meant it.

"I said no, and you didn't stop."

"Oh please, Hermione, don't pretend that you didn't like it"

"I did not, now if you would please let go of me, I would like to be on my way" she tried to pull her arm out of his grip, but he would not let go. "Please Ron," she said looking into his eyes. Ron suddenly pushed her up against the hard cold stone wall and lowered his lips onto her's. Hermione tried to push him off, but he would not budge. He slowly deepened his kisses forcing her mouth open, she did not allow her tongue to join in his kisses.

"Mmm Hermione, you taste so good," Ron said moving his mouth down her jaw, to her neck, where he bite her neck roughly.

"Ron, get off of me, now!" Hermione screamed at Ron, making him bite her harder causing her to start bleeding.

"Hermione?" asked a familiar voice, it was Harry.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled, relief flooding her body.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing Harry, just me and Hermione snogging, now if you don't mind leaving us alone," Ron said not even looking up at Harry, his lips still rested softly on her neck.

"Harry…" Hermione said in a pleading voice.

"Get off of her Ron," Harry said firmly, he clearly noticed the tears streaming down her face. Ron looked up at Harry and then looking at Hermione, and started laughing.

"This isn't what it looks like mate, we are just having some fun."

"No we are not, get off of me." Hermione said trying to push Ron off, who would still not move.

"Ron come on," Harry said, grabbing Ron's arm and pulled him off of Hermione.

"Thank you Harry," Hermione said as she grabbed her book bag and ran off to her room as fast as she could. As soon as she entered her room, she broke down into heart wrenching sobs. She had barely begun processing what Ron had done to her yesterday, and now he had done it again. How could she have miss placed her trust so badly, sure Ron had always been kind of quite and forceful, but never like this. She felt so dirty. She quickly headed into her bathroom, and striped herself naked, she quickly climbed into her tub, and began to scrub herself raw. She gently touched her neck, and pain shot throw her, the bleeding had stopped, but there was still a good sized cut, and the outside had started bruising.

"Damn him," she screamed out loud her voice echoing in the large room. Then she remembered she had a detention. The only thing she wanted to do was climb into bed and sleep for twelve hours, but now she had to get dressed and face Snape's detention.

Dear Draco,

Due to unforeseen circumstances I am unable to give you, your detention tonight. However professor Snape has offered. He will be expecting you at 7 sharp.

M. McGonagall

Draco smiled to himself, detention with Snape was a walk in the park. Draco was Snape's favourite student, chances are he would just tell Draco to be more careful next time, and let him go. Clearly he had forgotten that a certain Gryffindor had a detention with Snape as well.

Draco entered Snape's office at seven exactly, and his eyes immediately landed on a head of long brown hair.

"Sit down Draco," Snape said gesturing towards a small chair. Draco sat down as Snape continued. "Now as two of the top students have felt the need to get themselves into trouble, I feel that it's only necessary that the both of you get sever punishments. You will both be locked in the Great Hall and you will be expected to scrub the floor clean, the muggle way. Miss Granger I expect you to teach Malfoy on how to do it the muggle way," Snape said looking over at Hermione, who simply nodded, she was looking down in her lap. "Off you both go, I don't expect there to be any issues tonight," he said sharply and the both of them got up and headed to the great hall.

Draco was furious, out of all the things he thought he might have to do tonight, cleaning like a house elf was not one of them. Not even like a house elf really, he wasn't allowed to use magic.

As he entered the Great Hall, he noticed that all the tables had vanished, and that there was a single bucket of water and two scrub brushes beside the bucket, in the middle of the room. Walking up the bucket, he picked up the note that was attached to the bucket.

Dear Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy

It is unfortunate that two of Hogwarts best students have chosen to get themselves into trouble, however you will find that once you pick up the cleaning brushes you will not be allowed to move ten feet away from of each other. Take this as a lesson on getting along, and not really a punishment.

Have a good night.

--Dumbledore.

"Damn," Draco muttered to himself, he gave Hermione the letter, and allowed her to read it in its entirety before picking up a brush. As soon as Hermione picked up the other one, they could feel magic binding them together. Draco turned and started walking right, and Hermione turned and started walking left, and as soon as Draco walked further then ten feet away from Granger, they were both thrown back, as if an elastic was snapping back. Draco who was carrying the bucket of water, was soaking.

"Just bloody great," Draco was mumbling to himself. Hermione looked over at him, and burst out laughing.

"That's not the greatest look for you there Malfoy," Hermione said laughing so hard she had tears streaming down her face. For a moment Draco was got off guard at how beautiful she looked when she was laughing, but he shook it off. Picking up the bucket he dumped what was left on top of her head.

"Malfoy!" She screamed, as she jumped up, she looked just as wet as he did. Now it was Dracos' turn to laugh.

"Oh boy Granger, good thing you aren't wearing white," Draco said through his chuckling.

Suddenly, they both stopped laughing, and looked into each others eyes, Draco could feel his heart start racing, standing up, he walked closer to Hermione. He wanted to kiss her, he had never felt this way about anyone else before and it was a tantalizing feeling. It was as if someone lifted a filter off of his eyes, and for the first time he was seeing clearly. The person standing in front of him was no longer the bushy haired, bucked tooth, mudblood she had been all his life. She was now a beautiful, intelligent young woman, whom he wanted to call his own.

"Malfoy," Hermione said in a soft whisper pulling Draco out of his thoughts, he let his eyes take in every inch of her, it was only then did he notice the cut and bruise on Hermione's neck.

"What happened?" Draco asked raising his hand and touched it lightly. Hermione visibly flinched, but Draco did not lower his hand. Hermione looked down towards the floor, and whispered, "Ron did it."

"He did this to you yesterday?" He asked. Hermione shook her head and Draco could feel his anger rising in his chest. "When?"

"Today, after classes," Hermione whispered.

She looked so ashamed, so embarrassed that she would allow a guy to treat her like that, all he wanted to do was hold her, and kiss her shame away.

"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger," Draco froze and dropped his hand, Hermione jumped, neither one had heard someone come into the room. Draco turned around and became face to face with Dumbledore.

"Professor," Hermione greeted him, and he smiled down at her, till he noticed her cut and he frowned slightly. Dumbledore looked at Draco then back to Hermione. Draco knew that Dumbledore could feel the passion flowing between, anyone could.

Dumbledore smiled at them, a twinkle in his eye, "well now I see you both have completed your task, ahead of schedule I say, but done none the less, you may both leave."

Draco couldn't understand what Dumbledore was talking about, they had been there for barely an hour, and any one could see that the floor was not cleaned. Draco, however did not want to point that fact out, not having to clean the floor was a bonus.

"Goodnight," Dumbledore said, his robes billowing after him as he walked away.

Draco turned his attention to Hermione, who looked shocked, feeling Draco's eyes on her, she turned to look at him.

"Good night Malfoy," she said, and walked out of the Great Hall, leaving Draco to his thoughts.

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