(a/n) I'm SO SO SO SO sorry I didn't update earlier, I've been moving my house and just very busy in general. But anyway… thank you so much reviewers and favorite-ers. I checked my e-mail today to find so many alerts, favorites, and a couple reviews! I'm so excited that people like my story even though it is my first one. Well, since I've kept you all waiting long enough, too long…

Apologies and Blow outs

The wind swept through her hair as Hermione stood on the school grounds, simply staring into the lake. A trail of liquid warmth ran down her face: tears. She bent over and picked up a handful of pebbles from the shore of the lake. The girl closed her eyes and sighed. Tossing the pebbles into the water she only opened her eyes to see the ripples. She stared at them with fascination, the way the water rippled, moved outward, and eventually faded back into the lake. She sighed again.

She then slowly made her way to the ground, sitting Indian style on the shore. She could feel the dampness of the ground soak into her jeans but she didn't care, about anything.

Her head snapped to the side when she heard a twig snap behind her. She turned her head only enough to catch of glimpse of silver-blonde hair and smirk. Hermione turned back around closed her eyes once more. She clenched her fists and took three long, slow, deep breaths before turning back to the figure; it was still there.

Draco stood leaning against a tree several feet from where the Gryffindor was seated. He just stood there staring at the girl without moving or saying a word.

"What do you want, Malfoy," Hermione spat, she didn't move either. She just sat there facing him.

"Ana sent me out here…." He trailed off, kicking dirt with his dirtying shoes.

"I DON'T CARE!" She screamed. "Just… leave…" Her words trailed off as more tears slid down her cheeks.

"It wasn't supposed to happen like that, that's why I'm here." He paused and squeezed the bridge of his nose. "Ana, she… she's sorry."

"ANA? ANA'S SORRY" She stood in frustration. "ANA IS SORRY AND YOU AREN"T!? SHE didn't do anything, you did. Where's the logic in that, Malfoy?" She balled her fists once more and took a step closer to the Slytherin. Her vision became blurry she was so upset. Her hands shook and she could feel her face flushing.

"I'm not going to fucking apologize if that's what you think!" He scoffed.

"And why is that?" She snapped.

"I don't waste my apologies on fucking worthless mudbloods." He spit on the ground near her feet, turned on his heal, and walked away.

Hermione sat back down and began crying harder.

Draco marched back toward the school, his anger visible in his eyes. No one talks to a Malfoy like that, even if he had just…

He walked into the castle and the first person he saw was Ana.

"Did you apologize?" She asked as she turned so they two were walking in the same direction.

"Yeah, I did what you said. But, but she didn't care. Whatever. No skin off my back." Draco shrugged and continued walking toward the dungeons.

The two walked in silence until they reached the portrait hole. Draco said the password and began to step in when Ana grabbed his arm. With her other hand she shut the door. She pulled Draco away from the entrance and closer to the wall. She smirked at him as he cocked an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, Draco, that I got you into that." She still hadn't let go of his arm. "I really am sorry. And I know she's head girl, and I know you're head boy, but… that equals it out, right?" Draco shrugged, still curious as to why an eleven year old was pinning him against a wall.

"Ana, I really think that I should go…" She tried to move but she pushed him back.

She moved her face closer to his and pulled on his hair to bring his face closer. And, just as their lips touched…. "GET YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HANDS OFF MY SISTER, MALFOY!!!" Blaise bellowed as he emerged from the Slytherin common room. "I SAID STEP THE FUCK AWAY!" He yelled again.

Draco jumped back in alarm, his head hitting the wall behind him. Ana's eyes grew huge at the sight of her brother. Tears threatened to roll over as she looked him in the eyes. "NO, Blaise!! It's not… it's not that!" She screamed. Blaise didn't want to listen. He stalked over to the blonde and grabbed the collar of his school robes.

"Blaise! Listen! It's not what you think!! It was her, she, ANA KISSED ME!" Draco argued. Blaise shook his head and pursed his lips. He pulled back his arm and swung, hitting Draco square in the jaw. Draco winced at the collision but stood his ground.

"Don't ever fucking touch her again, you fucking pervert!" Blaise spat.

"FUCK YOU!" Draco yelled back. "I didn't fucking touch your sister, she touched me!"

"That's why your arm was around her waist? That's why you always tickle her? That's why I wake up in the middle of the night to you and my sister sitting in your bed? That's why I have to be with you all the time, to stop you from fucking my ELEVEN YEAR OLD sister? Is it!?" Anger boiled in Blaise's blood. "Just admit it; you have a thing for my sister!

"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!!!" Ana shrieked, but neither boy listened.

"BLAISE YOU'RE FUCKED UP! She's ELEVEN! I would NEVER fuck an eleven year old, I would never even think of an eleven year old! You're delusional!" Draco pulled himself free of Blaise's grip.

"I can't leave you alone for one fucking min-"

"You can't leave me alone because you're jealous! YOU have a crush on me and you thought I had a crush on your sister. You always want to be with me because you think I'm gorgeous. I wake up with you on my bed because we got drunk and you tried to fuck me! You're mad that I tickle her because it's not you I'm tickling!" Blaise and Ana both let out gasps. Blaise looked as if he were about to cry. "Well, Blaise, FUCK YOU! I don't have a thing for your sister; she has a thing for me! Fuck you for not trusting me, fuck you for being a fag, and fuck our friendship!" The blonde stormed off and into the Slytherin common room. It felt like steam rushed from his ears. His face was flushed with anger as he pushed his way through the common room and up to his dormitory.

Hermione wiped the tears from her face as she made her way back toward the Entrance Hall. She let out one last sniffle as she opened the heavy oak doors and made her way inside. She walked alone until the fourth floor when Harry and Ron were heading toward her.

"'Mione we've been so worried! Are you okay? Did you go t-"

"I'm FINE!" She tried to fight back more tears. She sighed and closed her eyes. "I'm sorry, Ron. I meant to say that… I'm fine, really. Thanks." She gave the red head a weak smile and a peck on the cheek. "And that you too, Harry," she gave the boy-who-lived a hug.

The two boys looked at each other wearily, but then turned and headed back to the common room with Hermione.

When the trio entered the common room, a first year walked up to them.

"Hermione Granger?" The boy asked. Hermione nodded. "This just came for you…" He handed Hermione an envelope and walked away.

"Wait," she called after him, "who's it from?" The boy made a signal as if he were zipping his lips and continued walking.

After Ron and Harry urged her to open it, Hermione made her way to the plush chair by the fire and plopped down. She slowly opened the envelope and took out the letter.

Granger-

You know this is uncharacteristic of me, so I'm assuming you know that this letter is important. I'll make this short… I need your help. And I know that I in NO WAY deserve your help after I… well… after what happened, but please, please I'm begging you, help me. It's Ana, well, Ana and Blaise. I had a… well I won't go into detail until you tell me if you'll help or not. Please, please, find it in yourself to help me.

Draco Malfoy

Hermione read the letter twice through before folding it and putting it back in the envelope. She sighed and looked up toward the boys. Her brow was furrowed and her mouth was twisted in thought.

"What was it?!" Ron urged. He tried to pull the letter from her hands but she pulled it away.

"I don't want to say. It's… weird." She then reached toward the table by the fire and pulled a little piece of parchment and a quill from it. She scribbled quickly:

No way in hell.

Folded the parchment, and left the common room for the owlery.

(a/n 2) Two things: 1. I'm so sorry if anyone was offended by Draco calling Blaise a fag. I just want you to know that it in NO WAY portrays my feelings toward gay people. And 2. I'm sorry this is so short, so sorry. But just know, next chapter is going to be long and it's going to answer some questions. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, review