I'm changing my pen name soon. I will let you guys know what it is going to be

Ok recap...

"Hermione, no!" Maybe it didn't work. Maybe the memory charm won't work. Draco pleaded inside himself.

"Malfoy? What are you doing here? Get off of me!" Hermione jumped up and looked around the room. Where am I! She ran from the room.

Draco could not believe Hermione. So that is what she did. A memory charm.

Then he said out loud to the Hermione who was not there, "Your safe again, Hermione. Your safe again."

recap over...on to chapter 7...

Draco left the hospital very confused. I do not even know what to think, say, or do. Did I have feelings for her? Did she have feelings for me? Why did I leave the hospital room? Maybe this is for the best. How far does the memory charm go back? What does she remember? Now I am alone again in what I am going through.

Draco walked up the steps of Hogwarts and walked straight to the common room, looking very gloomy and with melancholy in his step.

"Draco, what is the matter with you?" He could hear from the mouths of a few Slytherins.

Draco ignored them and went straight to his private accommodation. He fell onto his bed and, with difficulty, fell asleep.

"Father? Where are we? What are we doing down here?" Draco questioned.

"Shut up, Draco" his father sneered.

Draco looked around. He was in a dark, square room. On the opposite side was what looked like a dark corridor, most likely the way out. The last thing he remembered was his father force feeding him a potion to make him sleep. He woke up here, in this dark room that seemed like it was a basement. Draco's Mother was there, but she was on the couch, drunk as always and completely out of it. He sat down in the far corner of the room and sat there until he saw two adults come down from the dark corridor. They both had a very sneaky devilish smile upon their faces.

Then, following quickly and quietly behind them, was a girl. She had very pretty, flashy eyes. Who are they, Draco thought to himself.

"It is about time. I was beginning to think you wouldn't show!" Draco's father said.

"How could we pass up such a wonderful invitation?" the man (Draco guessed it was the girl's father) exclaimed.

Draco's father nodded. "Draco, come here. Stand right there." He had Draco stand next to the girl and then he signaled for the girl's parents to join him and his wife on the couch.

"Take off your clothes." Lucius said. Draco and the girl both looked at one another. Did he just tell us to take our clothing off? Draco just stood still and so did the girl.

"Take off your clothes. Don't make either of us repeat it." The man told his daughter.

"Do you want me to come over there and take them off for you?" the girls mother said when there was still no reaction.

"TAKE THEM OFF!" Draco's father yelled.

Both Draco and the girl were terrified and began taking off their clothes.

"Good...good.. No wait" They both stopped moving. "Draco, help your new friend take her clothes off. And then let her help you."

Draco looked at the girl with a look that said 'I am so sorry...' The girl seemed to give the same look. Draco began taking the girl's clothes off and then she began taking Draco's clothes off. They both tried not to look at each other. They were humiliated. Draco could not believe what was going on, although, somewhere inside of him, nothing ever surprised him anymore.

"Yes, nice. Very nice. Now, Draco, you know the 'birds and the bees' talk I gave you a few years ago? Well why don't you SHOW this girl what I told you about." Draco's father was smiling his vileness smile.

"Father, please..." Draco pleaded with his father.

"Draco, Draco, Draco..Do you want these adults and me to get angry? Now do what you are told." The girl's eyes widened and Draco and her both had tears in their eyes. That is when their virginity was forced away from them and they did not even know each other's name.

Draco woke up sweating and crying and screaming "HERMIONE!" He was panting as his mind let this horrible memory slip back into what he chose to remember. "Bloody hell! It was her..It was Hermione! We were ten. Our parents..they forced us..to.." Draco was yelling out loud to himself. He sat on his bed holding his knees close to him and rocking back and forth. He, unlike Hermione had not used magic as his way to forget. His mind often vanished things that put him into a severe depression. Draco did not sleep the rest of the night. All he could think about was Hermione.

Draco stiffly walked into Transfiguration class the next morning. He held his head to the ground and did not give his usual snide remarks to the Griffindors. He sat down in his seat and buried his face into his crossed arms on the desk. Hermione did not show up for class. He couldn't help but think about her more and more as the day went by. He did not see her at all that day. Come back Hermione...please...

ok so yeah..second update this weekend..yay..R&R