A/N- Just to clear it up. Yes her mother is a witch. A very stupid witch at that. She did not know Voldemort. Any witch who's daughter is best friends with the guy's enemy and doesn't know it is pretty down right dumb. Thanks for all the reveiws. They helped alot. Please keep reading. Your reviews are what motivate me to keep writing. Even if you don't have an account, you can still send one as annonomys(um, spell check. lol.) An fyi, yes, I will try to stop using chat language in my story. But it doesn't count when I'm writing my authors notes.


recap-

"Thanks for reminding me mudblood," Is she even a mudblood now?"Thats exactly what I needed to be reminded of, your deranged father and how he ruined my life!" Hermione looked at him with tears welling up in her eyes. How could he say that? What was he hiding? Suddenly she went from being hurt to being angry. She handed the baby girl to Draco and turned on her heel and walked out the door. Again, Draco could have sworn he saw flames. He didn't care at the moment. He hurt Hermione and knew he couldn't run and apologize. He, under no circumstances, could not let her get to this letter until he looked at it himself. He slowly opened the letter starting to read it.
Almost crying as he read it.

end of recap


Talk to Me

Draco fell to his knees. After reading that letter, he definitaly knew he couldn't let Hermione see that letter. Right then he made a promise that he would do whatever it took to keep it from her. Even if that meant he had to act like her enemy. That is untill he thought of something better. Untill then, she would just have to hate him.

Hermione stormed down the halllway. Who did he think he was talkin to her like that? she wasn't even sure that she was Voldermorts daughter. How could that happen anyway? Why wouldn't her mother have secretly told her at one point or another. She must not have loved her daughter as much as Hermione thought. She just realized. She had no one. Once Harry found out who her father was, he would never speak to her again. Losing Harry she would also lose Ron. Losing Ron she would lose Ginny. Losing two weasly's would mean that she lost all of the Weasley's. She lost Draco, her mother, who she thought was her father. She was pretty sure that wizarding world would never accept Voldemorts children. All she had left was the little baby that she was helping Draco take care of. A little baby who seemed to not have a name.

She walked the halls trying to avoid anyone she knew. She couldn't tell anyone. Not just yet. But it was too late. She turned the corner and ran into another person she was running from. Harry Potter. She quickly started crying. She put her back to the wall slowly making sure the baby didn't fall.

"Hermione, whats wrong? Please stop crying and talk to me. I can't help u unless you tell me what is up." Harry then lookd down fro mhis crying friends face and noticed that she was holding a baby girl in her arms."Hermione, is that YOUR baby? Is that what is bothering you?" Hermione just shook her head. "If it's not yours, then who's is it?"

"Draco's sister. He has to take care of it now. All they have is eachother."

"Hermione what are you talking about?"

"His parents were killed."

"Oh merlin? Who killed them? Do you know?"

"Yes, my father." Harry just stared at her not knowing what to think. Hermione just stood up and just returned his look. Harry was still on the floor. Hermione was still crying. But she slowed show she could show that she wasn't that weak. But she couldn't back much longer. She knew she couldn't stand there much longer. She turned back around the corner and ran to the only place she could think of the was safe anymore.

Harry wanted so badley to go after her but he had to talk to someone first. He ran up the stairs hoping he remembered the right passageways that McGonnagle showed him the last time he was up here. He finally reached the big wooden door. He pounded as hard as he could untill a brown haired boy about Hermione's height opened the door for him.

"Who the bloody hell are you? Oh, nevermind! Where is Draco? I need to speak to him right now."

"I'm right here Potter, what do you want?"

"What is up with Hermione? I just saw her out in the halls crying holding what she said was your baby sister, and then said then it was her father who killed your parents. I demand to know what you are doing to her and what kind of pish-posh stories you are telling her!"

"Calm down. I put no stories in her head. I received a letter saying that my parents were killed by Voldemort and that I had to take care of my little sister as she grows."

"Then, if Voldemort killed your parents, why did Hermione say it was her father who killed them?"

"This is why." Draco walked over to the top landing, picked up a letter crumbled up into a ball and threw it to Harry. "Now when you're done reading it, we need to find Hermione and fast. I do beleive she is blaming herself. Hey Aaron, make yourself useful and check the library. Harry you check the Gryffindork dorms, and me, I've got a few places in my mind she could be."

Draco ran out through the halls trying to figure the quickest route that took him to the quietest place he could think of for her to be, the Astronomy Tower. He finally reached the and saw her sitting on the windowseal with the baby in one arm, her other hand plastered to her forhead. He hid in the darkness as she stood up. Set the baby down and sang her heart out. This time Draco knew this song. It had a male part to it which she started to hum as she danced around. When she was finished she fell to the ground and broke into more tears than Draco could bear to see. He slowly walked over to her and nelt down beside her, hoping she could confide in him.

Hermione jumped at his soft touch and flew back, they stared at eachother for a few minutes before Hermione stood up and quickly went to pick up the baby girl handed it to a very confused Draco and started runing down the halls. But Draco was much faster. He caught up to her quickly and held her arm.

"Why won't you talk to me? What did I do to hurt you? Please, tell me?" Draco had forgotten about the cruelty he was supposed to be playing on her. "Please talk to me Hermione." Draco looked into Hermione's eyes, pleading for them to confide in him.

"Draco, please let go of my arm." Hermione said this calmly staring at the arm. She did not feel it would be right to look into his eyes the way she wanted to. The way he wanted her to.

"Not untill you tell me what is wrong." Draco tightened his grip on Hermione's arm. Why was she acting like this?

"I don't deserve your confidment Draco, I'm just some mublood who's father is cruel and evil that ruined my life. But most importantly yours."

Draco never took his eyes off of her untill then, he slightly looked at the floor, trying not to let her see him cry, "Is that all that's bothering you?"

"No, not really. there's also other things such as I now have nobody but your baby sister to talk to. Which is pretty pathetic because I don't even know her name."

"Are you sure?" Draco conjoured up a carseat for his sister. Hermione was confused. Of course she would be sure of whether or not she knew his baby sisters name. But She lost her train of thought because next thing she knew, she was cornered on the wall. Draco's slighlty tearing gray and blue eyes staring into hers. She didn't understand, why did Draco want to kiss her at a time like this? Stop thinking so much Granger." he leaned in to her tear stained lips. He wrapped his arms around her stomach as she did the same around his neck. Pulling eachother closer. Hermione pulled away for just a few breaths of air and noticed a dark shadow at the end of the hallway.

"Draco, we have company..."

He was shocked for a moment, but the shodow started to get bigger, closer." Hermione, run."


a/n- hope u liked this one as much as u did the last one. Trust me, you will never think of the plot I have set for our two teens and their friends, You'll see. Trust me on that. I will be gone all weekend, So leave me long reveiews so I can start up a new chapter when I get back.