A/N: Hey guys, just like I promised! Chapter 3 is here! Originally, this chapter was a VERY confusing chapter... But I've re-written it to make it less confusing. Have I done a good job? Is is still confusing? It's a bit short for my liking.. Hopefully the next few will be nice and long to give you lots to read...! And for all you Twilight fans, check out my other story: Alice's Angst. Read and Review! Talk soon, God Bless.

Chapter Three:

Ron:

As Ron walked through the portrait hole with Harry, he felt saddened. Hermione rarely walked to breakfast with them anymore. Ron always put it towards studying in the library or going to class early; but this wasn't the only time she would sneak off. Between classes she would too, and even skip dinner to go to wherever she would go.

'What if she had someone else' Was the first thought to come to mind.

He decided that this wasn't possible. 'Who would love someone like Hermione?'

He felt a pang of guilt. Why would he be so horrible to someone so close to him? Was he jealous?

He felt this quite a lot, especially to his sister, Ginny's boyfriends. They would normally be his friends, but as soon as they go out with his little sister, he would make their lives a complete misery. This didn't apply to Harry, who was currently going out with her. They were too close to ruin their friendship over Ron's little sister.

"Are you OK? You seem really distant this morning." Harry said to Ron, looking concerned.

"I'm fine, I'm just wondering about where Hermione goes all the time." Ron replied, while walking down the last steps into the Entrance Hall.

When he said this, a blonde haired boy emerged from the dungeons.

"Malfoy," Ron scowled, " What are you doing here? I thought you'd already be in breakfast with your cronies."

"Even though it's none of your business, Weasel, but I'm going to the library. Because unlike you, I want good grades this year." Draco Malfoy replied.

"The library?" Harry scoffed, "Isn't that the place that you hate the most? Or do you find something interesting to do, like hex all the muggle-borns that are anywhere near you?"

"Actually, Potter, I've decided against hexing muggle-borns, considering most of them are too clever for me anyway. And also the Dark Lord mentioned that some muggle-borns may be useful to him - though I don't know why, they're just a bunch of mudbloods to me."

"Watch it Malfoy, I have a few hexes I need to practise myself; so shift or I'll make you squirm."

The strangest thing happened next. Draco looked as if he was about to cry!

"Just leave me alone!"

Draco ran away, in the direction of the library, and Harry and Ron looked at each other with confusion.

"What happened then? As soon as you'd said that you'd hex him, he looked as if he was about to cry!" Ron exclaimed, with a smirk on his freckled face.

After shrugging, Harry continued their original conversation into the Great Hall, where they were interrupted by the same annoying voice that Ron knew all too well.

"Won Won!" Lavender exclaimed, running up to him and planting a big smooch on his face.

'Get me out of here!' Ron thought, looking at Harry. Harry obviously understood, because he laughed and went to sit next to Ginny.

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Hermione:

Hermione re-read the letter again, and smiled to herself.

Mione,

I want to see you, so how about the library? Like…. ASAP? I kind of need to tell you something. Important.

Draco.

What was so important that it couldn't wait? There would be only one way to find out. Hermione walked out of the portrait hole, down the Grand Staircase, and hurried to the library as fast as she could without running.

She found Draco with his head on his knees, covering his face. This was not a position Draco Malfoy was normally found in.

"Draco! What's wrong?" Hermione said urgently. Draco turned round, and by the look of him, he seemed like he had been crying. His eyes were puffy and red and tears slid smoothly down his cheek.

"My m-mum, s-s-she's in d-d-danger, and m-my d-d-dad, he's d-dead!" He sobbed even more when he said this. Hermione was shocked and so she walked over to him and put an arm around his shoulders.

"Was it, You Know Who?" Hermione asked gently so as not to upset him any more. He nodded, and more tears slid down his face silently.

Hermione got a tissue from inside her robes and started mopping his tears, she then tapped his nose with her wand and made the puffiness of his eyes disappear. Draco looked up into Hermione's eyes. The tears had finally stopped.

"I don't know what I'd do without you 'Mione." He said gently. They hugged, their bodies tight together, their arms entwined and Hermione's head lying on Draco's chest. He kissed the top of her head. Hermione felt secure, protected by these muscular arms around her waist.

'Was it love?' She thought.

'Yes.'

A/N: Oooooooh! :) Hope you enjoyed this chapter!! Chapter Four will be up tomorrow!