A/N Sorry it has been so long, I was having computer problems… Here it is! REVIEW!

Over the next few weeks, Hermione constantly noticed Dean staring at her. She was a little worried he had taken the no harder then he should have. As it turned out, he did the worst thing he could have possibly done.

She was outside, lying in the snow with Blaise, Seamus, Susan Bones, and Tracey Davis. The boys were flirting with Susan and Tracey, while Hermione was watching for Draco.

I watch for him constantly, she thought to herself. She needed to learn how to enjoy her life without that particular boy being around. But as she told herself that, she saw him come out of the castle from his meeting with Slughorn about his 'future'. She felt her face spread out into a smile, but she suddenly heard Blaise behind her.

"I can make him flip." Blaise grinned, making Hermione laugh, as Blaise turned her around so her back was to Draco. Draco was making a beeline for them, even though he knew Blaise would never actually do something in an actually sexual way. However, Blaise was winking at Hermione. "You look cold, babe." He said loudly, then he pulled her in for a hug, his hands falling considerably lower than they should have. The others laughed, knowing exactly what was coming for the boy.

"Aren't you sweet." Hermione smirked. "Warming me up, like that." She pulled his hands up and out of her back pockets on her pants, stuffing his hands in his own, then she turned to Draco, who had just reached them. "Tell your friend to keep his hands to himself."

Draco grinned back at her, looking like he was going to lean in, and kiss her, but then he dodged her, tackling his unsuspecting best friend, stuffing his face with snow.

"Jerks." Blaise muttered, a few minutes later, when Draco had finally settled next to Hermione, getting into a conversation with Seamus, and Tracey about Quidditch.

"You'll live." Hermione rolled her eyes. "So Susan. What is this I heard about you and Zachary Smith?" The girl timid girl, who had been a Hufflepuff before the houses had been abolished, blushed. Tracey was suddenly leaning over, to hear their conversation, quite interested.

"Our families really hit it off, during the games day all those days ago, and we all started hanging out in one or the other's common room." She explained. "Zachary has really matured in the past few months."

"Not to mention he is a cutie!" Hermione pointed out, making Susan laugh.

"He is pretty cute!" she agreed.

"You think someone else is cute?" Draco exclaimed, mock-horrified. "I thought we were each other's one and only!"

Hermione teasingly shrugged. "Sorry to burst your bubble."

"Damn you." He muttered.

"So what you are trying to say," Seamus grabbed Hermione's hand, pulling her out of Draco's reach. "Would be that you secretly want to be with me?"

"Oh, Seamus. I am so glad you understood!" Hermione cried out, pressing her hand to her heart, as if she were dramatically announcing her love for someone. With a wink to her boyfriend- whose heart stopped for a moment- she put both hands on either side of Seamus's head, and pecked his cheek. Draco's heart restarted, and he grabbed her hand, pulling her down on top of him.

"You stay away from all those other boys, Granger." He growled, putting one hand beneath his head, and using the other, to pull her into a kiss.

"She might have some troubles with that." Seamus cut in.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" Draco turned to give Seamus a glare. To be honest, he wasn't completely okay with Seamus hanging around Hermione. He was still best friends with Dean, and Dean was causing Hermione quite a bit of guilt.

"I mean that a certain red head we all haven't seen in months is headed this way." Seamus answered, rolling his eyes. He knew exactly what Draco was hinting at.

The whole group looked over to where Seamus was pointing, and were shocked at the sight. It was Ron. Hermione felt feelings flash through her, from missing him, to love, to hate, and leaving her with anger. She glared at him, standing up.

Ron looked angry. No, not just angry. Furious. His face was bright red, almost as red as his hair. She saw bags under his eyes, as he came closer. He seemed a little sick looking. No, not a little. A lot. She felt bad for her old best friend, but at the same time she knew that she was not even sure her old best friend was inside of him. Just the cocky asshole that was her ex-boyfriend ever since the war had ended.

"What the hell are you doing, putting your arm around my girlfriend?" He yelled at Draco.

"Have you had a memory relapse or something? Are you forgetting that you are a bastard?" Hermione scoffed at him.

"What?" Ron looked over at her, suddenly looking embarrassed. "I-Well I was sort of hoping that we could give it another try…" He trailed off. Draco couldn't help himself but to laugh. The idiot. "What did I tell you? Get your hand off her!"

"Actually, dumbass, she is my girlfriend. I don't have to take my hand off of her, unless she tells me to."

"Well… Hermione?" Ron prompted her.

"What? You want me to tell him to not touch me?" She was appalled at the freckle faced boy in front of her. "That's rich, coming from you."

"Hermione, come on. I made a mistake. It's one every person makes once in their life time." Hermione moved out of Draco's grip at these words, her face in his, but not in a romantic way. He would have shied away from her glare if he could have, but unfortunately she wouldn't let him.

"Yes. A kiss is a mistake someone might make. Sneaking out of my bed every night so you can go make love with some other girl?" She hissed loud enough for only Ron to hear. "That is not a onetime mistake. That is you being a terrible boyfriend. That is you earning your way to be single, and never getting me back again."

She whirled around, going back to Draco. She had been going to drag her boyfriend away to their spot in the forest, where they had found was a good place to hide was, but suddenly Draco was whipping out his wand, and blocking some curse Ron had sent at her.

"You are a Slytherin lover now, aren't you?" Ron growled. "You know, you never were good enough for me, damn mudblood." It was then that the rest of their group joined the couple. Blaise, Seamus, and Draco made a wall in front of Hermione, with the girls rushed to the brunette's side. She suddenly became aware of the fact that the spell hadn't been blocked by Draco. It had hit her, and she found herself in terrible pain. It was quite unbearable, she thought calmly, as she fell unconscious.

"You are so dead!" Draco grunted. He knew exactly what had hit her, as Harry had hit him with the same spell in Sixth year, not knowing who it was. He threw several spells at Ron, until he was looking right up, with his face a mess, and unable to move. Draco was running up the hill, with Hermione held in his arms, hoping to get to Harry in time.

"Funny how our roles are reversed, you piece of garbage." Blaise spit at the ginger. "It used to be you defending her. Now it is us, and I suggest you go in hiding, before we get a hold of you again." With that, he left Ron in the snow.

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