A/N- So I am experiencing Writer's Block right now. I hope you guys like this chapter… I know some people wanted *something else* to happen, but it didn't! I liked it this way. I like over-dramatic stories… I don't know how I am going to finish this story though… We will see I suppose! Hope you like it!

DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!

Hermione looked over Driana's homework questions for potions, smiling as they were all correct. She saw it just like everyone else did. The girl was just like her. She handed the young girl the parchment back.

"Good work sweetie. You've got them all correct."

"Thanks Hermione!" Driana took the paper, and scampered out of the room. She was just a little girl. It was obvious that when she finished growing, she would only end up being just over five feet. Another thing she had in common with the elder bookworm. Hermione shook her head, and was just about to head back to her room, when Malfoy entered. She acknowledged the tall blond with a nod, as she tried to pass, but Malfoy stepped in her way.

"Hermione, I wanted to talk to you."

"What can I do for you?" she said, her voice was almost too polite.

"I wanted to say sorry. I have been an asshole to you ever since I met you, and it was inexcusable. I completely understand if you do not forgive me, I just wanted to let you know." He sounded sincere, but Hermione's mind jumped to Ginny, and what she had said the week before.

"Thank you, Malfoy, but if Ginny put you up to it, you don't have to say it. I don't want you to lie to me."

His face darkened. "Ginny put me up to nothing. I am truly sorry. I hope you can forgive me. I should have realized a long time ago that the fact that you are muggleborn does nothing to make you a bad person. You are a brilliant witch, and a beautiful person." As he said the last part, his face showed he hadn't meant to say it out loud. "Excuse me." He turned on his heel, leaving a stunned Hermione in his wake. He was going to kill Blaise, or Harry. Whichever had said something to Ginny?

He threw open Potter's door without even knocking. Potter was lying with Ginny, but they bolted up when Malfoy entered.

"Don't fucking meddle with it Potter." He growled.

"I didn't do anything." Potter replied.

"Don't lie to me! You mentioned it to your girlfriend, and your girlfriend mentioned it to Granger!"

"I am right here?" Ginny cut in.

"You better fucking stay out of my business, and don't say another word to Granger." He stormed out of the room, and quickly out into the hallway. He needed some air.

On his way outside, he met Marcus, but he must have looked so angry, that Marcus veered away from him. He soon reached the outdoors, and disappeared into the forest, where he knew no one would find him. He was so pissed off he felt like he was going to explode. What he needed right then was Goyle.

Gregory Goyle might have been one of the thickest guys he had ever met, but he was still a good friend. Between him and Blaise, Draco probably would have died a million times, but they saved him each time. Blaise with his meddling, and Goyle with his calmness. He would have had the words that would have made everything a little better.

But Gregory Goyle was dead. Or missing. Either way Draco didn't get to talk to him, even if his advice would have been bull.

He climbed up a tree, letting his mind wander.

Hermione wondered what had made him so angry. He had looked angry when he had went into Harry's room, and angrier still, when he went through the common room. She hadn't meant to say something that would anger him. He had seemed sincere, but who knows, Malfoy could just be a good actor.

She followed his steps out into the corridor, trying to push his glaring grey eyes out of her head. She remembered when she had been eleven. They had been the coldest things she had ever seen then. Since she had seen colder, for example his own father's, but she wasn't sure what to think of him still.

She was lost in thought, until she bumped into someone.

"Sorry." She muttered, looking up, and some other, much warmer eyes came into her vision.

"Hermione. It's great to see you." Dean Thomas grinned. "I didn't know you left the library?" he teased.

"Oh come on, Dean. How could you not?" she winked.

"Yeah, you're right. Where were you headed?"

"Just for a walk, before dinner."

"Same here. Mind if I join you?" he wondered.

"Sure." They walked for a moment in silence. They had not been really close friends ever before.

"This is kind of crazy, with the families."

"Yeah. It is a good thing we still have the common rooms though. It would be awful if we couldn't go meet up with our friends anymore."

"Yeah. Of course, like I said before, I didn't know you left the library, so I am sure that you wouldn't be in too much pain if we didn't though." He joked.

"Hey now! I leave once in a while!" Hermione defended, with a giggle.

"Obviously not enough, Hermione."

"I never realized how much of a bum you were!" she gave him a light shove to show she was kidding.

"Hey, how is Ron? Why didn't he come back?" Dean asked, remembering he hadn't seen the redhead anywhere.

"He is just great." Hermione answered begrudgingly. "He didn't come back, because his new girlfriend didn't want him too."

"You didn't want him to come?"

"Oh I wanted him to come. I am talking about the girl who lived three doors down from us, who he cheated on me with."

"What an ass!"

"Yeah well. The whole war went to his head." Hermione shrugged. They had reached the doors to outside, and followed them outside.

"Well he shouldn't have let it. You're a brilliant girl, Hermione. No one should ever do something like that. They shouldn't do something that will make them lose you."

"Thanks Dean." She found herself very glad she had gone on the walk with Dean. Even more so, when he continued talking.

"If I were your boyfriend, I would never cheat on you. I would never even look at another woman."

"You are such a nice guy." Little did she know, Malfoy was walking up from the forest, stopping dead when he saw the other two walking along the edge of the castle.

"Thanks Hermione." Dean said, stopping his walking. Hermione stopped in front of him, giving him a strange look. Dean quickly grabbed her and kissed her on the mouth.

She shoved him off of her, although little did she know, it was too late, Malfoy was already jogging down to Hogsmeade, with plans that she certainly wouldn't have approved of. "Dean, I'm sorry, but I am so not interested in a relationship right now."

"I'm sorry, Hermione. I should have said something first…"

"Don't be sorry, Dean. It's not your fault I can't do that right now. It was kind of cute, how you just kissed me. I am sure one day another girl will be very lucky." Hermione said kindly. Dean didn't tell her, but that just made her want to shake her. That was just going to make it hurt a hell of a lot more. He just nodded, and turned back to the castle.

Hermione sighed, making her way to the forest. She found herself a nice tall tree to hide under, until she felt like going back to the common room.