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A/N: So I honestly don't like long author notes, but let me explain about me not updating. My computer is brand new, and when I downloaded MW it didn't truly work, and I've been locked out of my stories for 3 months, and I even had them written. So I'm sorry. Hope you enjoy.

Draco Malfoy had never let anything, or anyone get to him, but lately Tamantha Riddle was crawling under his skin. When they were out and about in the school he easily ignored her; however, when they were in their own common room it was hard not to stare at her. They hadn't talked since their fight, and that had nearly been 2 weeks ago, and every time he would try and say something she would put her hand up before he could talk and walk away. He knew she wasn't going to forgive him, but he couldn't stand the silence much longer.

So today was the day that Draco Malfoy was going to talk to Tamantha, but while she was Hermione and in front of people so that she couldn't reveal her true self, or inflict that much pain.

Tamantha had seen Malfoy approach them, and as she was about to snap the words she had been holding in she remembered she was Hermione. She hated that he did this to her. Giving a low growl she turned to Harry. "Ferret boy is on his way over here." She said loud enough for him to hear.

"What's that you said Granger." Draco replied.

"Oh, nothing. Just telling dear Harry, and Ron here that it's a lovely day to go hunting for ferrets. I hear the white ones are quiet fun to kill." She said in a venomous voice.

Ron and Harry looked at each other. Their bushy haired friend had been acting weird for quite some, and they hadn't understood where her back bone had all the sudden come from.

"Mudblood Granger has jokes guys." Draco said spitting out Mudblood like it was a disease in his mouth.

"Ferret has an STD guys." She said looking towards the Slytherin girls. "Make sure you all get checked." Tamantha could feel herself becoming, well, Tamantha. She and Draco just stared each other down.

"Ugh uhm." Came a voice. They both looked up to see Snape. He was eyeing them both curiously. Draco was first to break away to look at the professor. "Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger would you like to tell me what is going on here."

Hermione, Tamantha, smiled innocently, "Nothing professor, actually Malfoy was just saying how he was going to make up some head of house duties so he could skip your class." She said grinning at Draco. "I told him that was abuse of our privileges so I was deduction points from Slytherin. I'm sure you agree professor." Tamantha stared down the man she considered her uncle, asking for him to take her side just this one time through her eyes. He looked at Draco then to Harry.

"Mr. Potter, is this true." He asked.

Harry looked very taken back, he couldn't believe Snape was going to believe Hermione, and without asking Draco. Harry didn't feel bad so he decided to go along with the lie. "Yes professor, I'm surprised Hermione even said anything to you," he said giving her a questioning glace, and looked back at Snape, "but she isn't lying. He actually did it in Transfigeration last week."

Draco looked dumb founded. What was going on? Was she really doing this to him? Was Snape really taking Hermione's side? He knew they were close outside of school, but he couldn't believe they were doing this to him in front of Slytherin and Gryffindor students.

"Well Mr. Malfoy, you get 20 points taken from Slytherin, and detention tonight." He said and walked away. The whole class looked in disbelief. Snape believed Hermione Granger! Draco was most surprised of all. He stormed off to take his seat.

Hermione looked forward as Snape started his lesson. Harry and Ron looked at each other, and then to Hermione. She acted as if she didn't notice them looking at her. Draco glared at Hermione the rest of the class, and when they were excused she left before anyone could catch up to her.

Hermoine quickly retreated to her and Draco's common room. She could feel her chest tightening and a stick in her throat. The second she got into her room and shut the door she fell to the floor crying. Tamantha became too weak to keep up the appearance of being Hermione. Knowing that she couldn't leave her room till she could be Hermione once again, Tamantha stripped off her school robes and went into the bathroom to take a hot bath. She made sure she locked both doors, and that no spell could unlock them. She didn't want an angry Draco storming into the bathroom while she was naked and trying to relax.

About ten minutes into her bath she heard the portrait door to the common room slam shut. She could hear Draco's angry foot step coming up the stairs. With a sigh she got out of the tub and wrapped her towel around herself. Just as she did so there was a loud pounding at her door. She walked out to open her door. Reluctantly she turned the handle and right in front of her was an angry Malfoy.

When she opened the door his breath caught in his throat. He had completely forget why he came here. Yelling at Hermione Granger was one thing, but when it was Tamantha Riddle he was yelling at it was a completely different thing.

"What do you want Malfoy?" she interjected snapping him out of his trance.

"Why did you do that?"

"I didn't do anything."

"Don't play games with me Riddle."

"I'm not playing any games Malfoy."

"Like bloody hell you haven't! All summer was a game to you. Since we've been back here you've been playing games. Don't try and act innocent. I'm not your father. I know who you really are."

"He knows who I am to."

"No, the real you Tamantha! Not the one who acts like daddies little girl, or tries to act tough. But the one who isn't so sweet and innocent, and the one who is in love, but is afraid to admit it. I'm not stupid, I know you love me, but I don't get why you won't admit it."

Draco Malfoy had never cried in his life, but at this moment he could feel tears wanting to fall from his eyes.

Until two weeks ago Tamantha Riddle had never cried over a boy, besides her father, before, but at this moment she was going to cry for the 100th time in the last two weeks. Falling in love was not what she had planned to happen when she revealed to Draco Malfoy that she was Tamantha Riddle instead of Hermione Granger.

The moment had been ended when there was a tap from a black owl that had a few dark green feathers in it at the window. Tamantha looked at Draco momentarily and walked towards her window. She retrieved the letter and gave the owl a snack. It nipped at her ear gently as a thank you and flew away. Flipping the letter over Tamantha saw that the seal was her father's. Considering he never wrote her to protect her, it shocked her quite a bit.

Draco looked at her curiously as to ask her who it was from.

"It's from my father." She said. With a shaky hand she opened the letter.

TR,

I'm writing to in regards to TR. He has been severely injured. He was attacked by a vampire of a kind we do not know. It is not to be believed to have been a planned attack, but we do not know if he is to make it and become a vampire, or if he is going to die. I would not usually write you, but I know this is something you would want to know. For your protection please do not reply.

Sincerely,

Your father

Tamantha went pail and felt as though as she was going to be sick. Her brother and her may not have gotten along, but that didn't change the fact that he was still her brother.

Draco noticed something was seriously wrong. He could see it in her face. When he saw a single tear fall from her eye he rushed to her side, and led her to the bed. He took the letter from her gently, and read it. His face went pail as her after he read it. The Riddles always had luck in never getting hurt when out on missions, but this time it seemed like their luck ran out.

"Tamantha." Draco tried to get her to respond. He noticed she shivered violently. She had yet to get dressed and was still in a towel. Wrapping his arms around her he whispered into her ear, "Everything will be fine, your brother is strong like you and your father." When she didn't respond he sighed. He got up and walked towards her closet. He grabbed her a white t-shirt and pajama pants. When he went to offer them to her, he noticed that she barely even registered he was there.

Draco knew this was going to be a long night. He gently pulled Tamantha to her feet. As he pulled her towel off he was praying that she wouldn't slap him, but she barely moved. Once the towel came off he sucked in a breath. He had seen her naked before, but it wasn't the same. Seeing her now was different than back then, because now he loved her.

Letting out a breath Draco tried to calm his friend that was starting to get excited. Gently he lifted Tamantha's arms and slid the shirt down her. Once the shirt was on he knew it wasn't going to be easy to get the pants on.

Tamantha hadn't been registering what was happening. She felt coldness take over her body, and then a warm clothe cover her body. Her brother had been attacked. He was to be the heir to the throne, even if he wasn't daddie's favorite. "Tamantha." She could hear a voice that sounded like an angel talking to her. Her eyes went wild as she looked to see who it was. Draco. He was still there, but why. She was mean to him, and made him try and hate her, but he wouldn't hate her. No matter what she did he still loved her, but why couldn't she admit to loving him. For weeks she denied it to herself, and when she finally accepted she loved him, she couldn't just tell him. Now, here he was getting her dressed while she had a mental break down, but she was a Riddle, break downs aren't aloud.

Finally as Tamantha snapped herself out of her thoughts she responded to Draco, "I'm sorry."

Draco looked taken aback. "What?" he said shocked.

Tamantha took a breath in and sighed as she let it go. "I'm sorry for how I've been treating you Draco. I never should have acted this was towards you. I love you, and I didn't want to admit it, but I think it's time I tell you that you're the first boy I've ever loved. When my dad told me I was to marry you all I did was throw a fit. I never gave you the chance, but right now, this is me giving you the chance. Right now I'm asking you to let me love you, and for you to loved me back, we've fought for the last six years Draco, and now all I want to do is love each other."

Draco looked at Tamantha for a moment, and was wondering if she was saying all this just because she was in a moment of distress, and wasn't emotionally stable, but something in her eyes told him she meant it whether she'd admit it or not tomorrow was a different story, but at that moment he took what he could get. "I would love nothing more than to love you and let you love me Tamantha." With that he kissed her.

A/N: So I found this chapter, but I guess I never posted it like I thought I did. SORRY! R&R please.