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"Draco.." She whispered. Fred and Ron looked at one another with panic in his eyes. Ginny looked at them in surprise from her position leaning against couch.

"She loves him." Ginny whispered. Her face paling. Fred and Ron turned to her.

"No.." Hermione whimpered. "I can't.." She tossed again on the couch. "I can't be.." She mumbled tossing again. "I can't be away from you.." She whispered. Tossing again. Fred closed his eyes. Ron's eyes closed and he sank back on the couch. Harry was standing in the potrait way.

"Bloody hell." Harry mumbled. He snagged against the frame.


Chapter Nine: Still Reeling

Draco missed her. The realization shook him. He missed Hermione. Every morning since Weasley drung her out of the common room he would walk down into the hall and into the common room, half expected to hear her laughing. In the short time they spend together he realized that he'd fallen hard for the girl that he was set on a mission to kill. All to break apart the Golden Trio. He couldn't kill Hermione Granger. Last night, he dreamed of her.

"I love you." Hermione whispered to him as she slide back, slowly, into darkness.

"Hermione!" Draco heard himself yelling. "Hermione!" Draco started running but Hermione was slipping further and further into the darkness. "NO! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!" He began to yell running harder as she began to slip more and more into the darkness. "Please no!" He yelled.

Then she screamed..

Draco had awoke in a cold sweat. He was crying when he woke up. Pansy had almost broke down the door getting in. When she saw him, she turned and walked out. Pansy like many other people had learned to leave him alone when he was a state like that. He felt like he was dying on the inside. He knew that he needed Hermione around. He knew that it probably wasn't going to happen. He had began to notice the way that the teachers were watching him. The portraits, ghosts, everything.

Ginny was sitting after class watching the fire. Hermione was still passed out. Fighting whatever it was that the horcrux did to her. Since last night, Ginny was scared for her friend. Falling in love with the one that placed you in the position of possession must be torture. But Hermione didn't know that Draco had done that to her. She still thought of him as innocent. Ginny tried to reason with herself, Hermione must have known what it was. After all she was the most educated witch in school.

Hermione couldn't wake up. She couldn't come out of it. Where ever she was, was dark. All she wanted was to leave. But she couldn't, it was like she couldn't move. Suddenly there was a light.

"Hermione?" A voice asked her. Hermione groaned and turned over, then met hard floor.

"GUYS! HERMIONE'S AWAKE!" Ginny yelled. Hermione grabbed a pillow or what she guessed to be one and threw it in the direction of Ginny's voice. She felt satification at the "Eump." that came after.

"Hermione?" She heard Fred's voice. She opened her eyes and was greeted by Fred's concerned face. "Are you okay?" He asked. Then she remembered what had happened to get her this way. She felt rage with her. The first thing that came to mind was..

"Take me to Dumbledore." She said. Fred and the group looked at one another, then did as she asked. They walked in silence.

"Miss. Granger, what can I do for you?" Dumbledore asked.

"What was that necklace?" Hermione asked instantly, shifting her hips.

"A horcrux." Hermione gasped. "I take it you know what that is?"

"A piece of someone's soul that only can be made by murdering someone, in short." Hermione said. Dumbledore nodded.

"Do you know who's soul was in the necklace given to you?" Dumbledore asked. Hermione swallowed.

"Voldemort." Hermione said confidently. Dumbledore nodded.

"Do you know who gave it to you?" Hermione closed her eyes.

Hermione,

I saw this necklace in Hogsmeade and thought of you.

Draco..

Pain ripped through her. She nodded.

"Who?" Dumbledore asked. Hermione's eyes filled up with tears.

"Draco." Hermione said. Dumbledore's eyes showed sympathly. Hermione turned away, not wanting to see that. Hell, she wanted Draco. As unhealthy as that was. She wanted him. She wanted it to be him to comfort her. She didn't want it to be him that tried to kill me. The pain ripped through her again, bringing her to my knees. Dumbledore stood and walked over to Hermione.

"Hermione?!" Everyone, but Dumbledore, exclaimed.

"Is a part of the soul in you?" Dumbledore asked. She didn't look at him and just shook her head.

"I don't know." She gasped out, once more a spasm of pain hit her. "I didn't know that could happen." Another spasm of pain hit her. Hermione bit into her lip. As another spasm of pain hit, she bit deeper into her lip, the taste of blood feeled her senses. She closed my eyes as more spasms hit.

"Why aren't you doing anything?!" She could hear Harry panicing.

"There's nothing we can do, Mr. Potter." Dumbledore said. Hermione curled up in a ball and begged to black out. Each pain wave felt like it was killing her, ripping her apart.

It was killing Harry to watch his friend wuther in pain on the floor. She honestly looked like she was under the crucatis cruse. Her body was convulsing voilent. She wasn't crying or screaming. She was just holding her chest. Her whole body was shaking. Harry ran his hands through his hair and tugged.

"Is there anything we can do? Anything?!" Harry was pleading with Dumbledore. Ginny was on her knees in front of Hermione.

"Well, there is one thing you can do." Dumbledore looked to be deep in thought. "Miss. Weasley?" Ginny looked up at him. "I want you to go get Draco Malfoy." Ginny's eyes widdened. "He may be the only one that can pull her out of this." Dumbledore said, cutting off their protests. Hermione groaned at the sound of his name as another wave of pain racked through her. Hermione's eyes filled up with tears. Ginny walked out to find him.

Ginny may not agree with getting Draco, but anything to save her friends from the pain. Ginny didn't understand what was going on. When Ginny tried to get rid of Riddle's diary, nothing like that ever hit her. It had to be something else. And she had a feeling that it had something to do with one Draco Malfoy. Ginny found him in the library. She walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and looked at her.

"What do you want, Weaslette?" Draco asked her.

"Dumbledore wants to see you." Ginny said, waiting for him to get up. He stood and motioned for her to lead the way. Ginny began walking ahead of her.

"Did he tell you want all this was about?" Draco asked. Ginny felt like hitting him.

"Did you know?" She whispered. She turned and looked at Draco.

"Did I know what?" He asked. His face was confused.

"Did you know that the necklace you gave Hermione was a horcrux?" Ginny asked. Her eyes burned with anger. Draco looked taken back.

"No." He whispered.

"Yeah." Ginny snarled. "The necklace was a horcrux, a piece of Voldemort's soul." Ginny watched as Draco's eyes filled with dread. "And now Hermione's on Dumbledore's office floor, in agony." She snarled. She was shocked to see the look of pain and agony cross his face. He started walking leaving Ginny behind.

"You coming?" He asked her. His voice was full of the same emotion that she'd seen in his eyes. Pain. Ginny nodded and ran after him. Somewhere in him, this Syltherin cared for her friend. Maybe even had feelings for her. This left Ginny reeling. He'd never shown that he cared about Hermione before. But he was showing it now. Ginny was having to jog to keep up with Draco. Yes, Hermione Granger moved something in Draco Malfoy. And that fact still had Ginny reeling when they reached Dumbledore's office.