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So...Here ya go, people! I hope to get more reviews soon...By the way, this IS a Theo X Hermione pairing,

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I've got another confession to make
I'm your fool
Everyone's got their chains to break
Holding you
Were you born to resist, or be abused?
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I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn't have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I'll break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can't choose
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

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Has someone taken your faith
It's real, the pain you feel
The life, the love
You'd die to heal
The hope that starts
The broken hearts
You trust, you must confess

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"Just put it on, Hermione," Mrs. Nott said, sighing. She was standing in front of the door to Hermione's room, refusing to allow her to leave in her jeans and t-shirt.

Hermione bit her lip. "But Mrs. Nott, why do I have to wear a dress? There isn't a party or anything.." She tried to reason with the woman.

"Because, dear, I said so. Besides, we want to knock Theo, Draco, and Blaise off their feet, don't we?" She asked.

"Well yes, but I was thinking something more along the lines of a hex," Hermione replied with an impish smile. She was surprised at how well she was getting along with Theo's mother.

"It's just a cotton dress, dear," She said, trying not to laugh at the girl's previous statement.

"Yes, but-"

"No 'buts' darling. Now, the boys are waiting downstairs, so you'd better hurry up," She said, gesturing towards the dress on the bed, before she left the room.

Hermione sighed, but slipped off her old jeans, and t-shirt, then pulled the dress on. It only reached about mid-thigh, much to her displeasure, and had, much like the other dress, only thin straps to hold it up.

Her hair had been done, using a growing solution, and now hung to her waist in soft, gentle curls rather than the mane she'd had before, and they'd done a dozen skin treatments, leaving it baby-soft. Pedicure, manicure, and a complete makeover had been in the spa treatment, as well as a soothing massage.

However, she didn't wear the makeup they'd given her. Her, being Hermione, book worm witch know it all of Hogwarts, didn't wear makeup unless forced to do so.

After the dress was on, she quickly opened her door, walking with bare feet down into the living room.

Theo turned and saw her first, and his jaw dropped.

"Your mum made me do it," She said immediately, crossing her arms, and he just chuckled.

"Granger, you look fine," He said. Theo and Blaise turned to her as well, and Blaise barely contained his laughter, while Draco didn't bother to try.

"It's not that funny!" She exclaimed, feeling more and more self-conscious with each passing second.

The three stood up, and Draco and Blaise just brushed past her, patting her on the shoulder, but Theo stopped directly in front of her, leaning down so that his lips brushed against her ear as he spoke.

"I think it's gorgeous," He murmured, and she froze completely, feeling the heat rush up to her cheeks. Gorgeous? Coming from Theodore Nott?

Before she could say anything, however, he walked past her, quickly catching up with Draco and Blaise.

"Come on, Granger!" Blaise called, having absolutely no idea of what had just happened. She tried desperately to regain her composure, then walked quickly to catch up with them.

"You okay, Mione?" Draco asked. "You look like-"

"I'm fine," She interjected quickly, keeping her gaze away from Theo's. "So, what are we doing today?"

"Well, we were going to try to get you on a broom, but since you're wearing a dress that's probably not the best idea," Theo said with a wink.

Hermione blushed again, then looked down, while Draco and Blaise looked between Hermione and Theo.

"Well then, we can go shopping for school," Blaise suggested after a moment. "Our letters came today. Including yours, Hermione."

Hermione smiled. That meant they'd get to go in a book shop!

"Sounds great," She said. "I'll have to find Ron, though, to get some money..."

"No," Theo said immediately, his voice firm. She stopped, as did the other three.

"Theo, I'm not going to keep using your money!" She exclaimed. "I have some of my own, and Ronald and I need to work this out in an adult manner."

"Why can't you live off my money?" He asked, crossing his arms. "My mother and I are more than happy to share."

"I know, and I'm grateful for that, but I don't like depending on people," She said with a sigh. "Please, I have to get some of my stuff from his house eventually..."

"She's right, you know," Draco said, looking at Theo. "I mean, I don't like the idea either, but the three of us can go with her to Weasley's house, and make sure he doesn't hurt her while she gets her stuff, then threaten him until he agrees to give her half the money. We can make a separate account in Gringott's for her, her own vault and everything."

Theo frowned, but nodded, looking at Hermione. She nodded as well.

"We might as well just do that now then," Blaise said cheerfully. "Apparating again?"

The other two nodded, and Theo automatically grabbed ahold of Hermione's arm, pulling her closer to him as he apparated into the middle of Ron's house.

She looked around immediately, and was surprised when she found that nobody was there, as far as the four could see. "Well, that certainly makes things a lot easier," She murmured, moving away from Theo to find a bag.

He followed her, while Draco and Blaise just looked around, making sure nobody had hidden upon hearing the 'pop' of them arriving.

"We'll have to wait until he gets back anyway, you know," Hermione said to Theo as she began packing away her clothes and books, charming the bag so that it carried everything.

"OR, you could just let me pay for your things," He said, crossing his arms stubbornly.

"No," She shook her head. "I want to have my own money. Just don't worry, alright? He'll behave with the three of you here."

Theo just frowned, his fists clenching. "He'd better."

(A/N- So I was gonna make this longer, but then I decided that I'll put the encounter with Ron in the next chapter instead.

Review, please, I'm not getting too many of them.

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