Ok last chapter...not too WOAH about it..this chapter..hmm...im making it up as I go..just like the others...this one is psychotic..literally.

Recap...

Hermione rolled her eyes and turned to leave as Draco asked Mr. Fregery a few questions, when she saw a woman passing the window. She looked familiar. Something was so strange...Something Different..it was...

Her mother.

Ok recap over and on with chapter 5...

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"Mum?...Mum!" Hermione burst through the door of the little shop and Draco ran after her, "Mum! It's Hermione!"

The woman stopped, turned around and saw Hermione. Her eyes widened and she began to "power walk" away. Hermione ran after her. The woman finally ran into a nearby café where she sat down next to a man. Hermione's father. He was holding a child. Two years old, maybe?

Hermione walked into the café.."Mum? Dad?"

Hermione's father put the child down and she sat there giggling. She looked healthy. Happy.

"Hermione." Her father spoke.

"You're alive...both of you...but how? How are you alive? I saw you! You were dead! Bloody! I saw..."

Draco saw complete confusion across Hermione's face, and he too felt confusion slide across his own face. He had thought her parents were dead, too.

"Hermione...we didn't die...we were never bloody." Her mother spoke. They looked so happy.

"Who is that?" Hermione pointed to the child.

"This is Holly...Our child." her father said.

"I am your only child...you were dead! I saw that you were dead! I had your blood on my hands! YOU WERE DEAD!" Hermione repeated over and over again "you're dead, you're dead!" Then, she fainted.

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"Is she going to be alright, Doctor?" Draco? Where am I? Hermione thought to herself. she could not see anything.

"I would like to keep her a few days for observations. She just needs to take this potion for the next two weeks and she should be fine." who was that talking?

"I don't understand what happened."

"Hermione...suffered severe child abuse when she was younger. Horrifying stories. When she turned 11 and was accepted into Hogwarts her family did not want her anymore. So they put her into an orphanage. Hermione was so hurt a devastated by everything she went through that her mind created a completely different life. One that seemed perfect. She even continuously lived by it up until now. She made herself believe in these false memories. In these false actions. Her mind had it all figured out when she came to Hogwarts. She felt that she lived in a perfect harmonious life. Her parents were having problems. Their problems affected their mental stability. They are better now..and they have a child..but they do not wish to have anything to do with Hermione.."

That is not true! My parents are dead! They were killed by Voldemort! They are... And she remembered everything. All of the beatings. All of the name-calling, the torment...all of it. It was true. Hermione opened her eyes and began to cry hysterically.

"Draco, it's true! I remember! I remember it all!"

"Shhh...it's ok." Draco sat down next to her on the hospital bed of St. Mongo's.

"No, it's not! I'm insane! I'm..."

"No, You're not! You were protecting yourself. Just get some rest..." Hermione lain back down and closed her eyes

and she said..."Draco don't leave..."

"I'm not going to. I'm right here." and once again..he was lying next to her, holding her tightly, as she fell asleep in his arms.

short chapter...but whatever...there's my update...I might update again due to the three day weekend but I have a project that needs to be completed..so there's no telling..you either get one more update this weekend..or you wait until the next..R&R-thanks