"All I know..

Is time is a valuable thing, watch it fly by

as the pendulum swings, watch it count down to the end of the day

the clock ticks life away,

so unreal..

didn't look out below, watch the time go right out the window

trying to hold on but didn't even know, i wasted it all just

to watch you go..

I kept everything inside, and even though I tried, it all fell apart

what it meant to me, will eventually be a memory of a time..

I tried so hard and got so far, but in the end it doesn't even matter..."

In The End—Linkin Park

Chapter Title: Confessions Over Vomit: Hermione Granger

POV: Hermione Granger

Ships: H/D.

Draco really needed some help. Any help. Harry's help, but I could have sworn I sent Harry back to go talk to Draco...

"Oh well...that smell is just...foul." Draco slurs out. Harry is behind him trying to help Draco up, since he seemed to find some sort of content on the floor. Draco started to stand up, he grabs Harry's arm and Harry helps him up, with his free hand on Draco's waist.

The way Harry was looking at Draco made my heart lurch for Harry. He was so worried for Draco.

"Harry, I thought you talked to him mate..." Ron whispered.

"Ha! Talk to me, no way, why would he do that...I'm not important!" Draco was talking way too loud.

I looked at Dumbledore who looked extremely worried, I ran to him.

"Can we take him up to the Gryffindor's common room? Please, sir...he needs our help."

Dumbledore gave a small smile, and nodded his head.

I spotted Harry holding Draco up and I could hear Draco yelling at people for looking at him. I hurried back over.

"Follow me." I said, and Ron and Harry nodded as they helped Draco out of the room, we entered the hall and took a few minutes to get to the Big Lady Portrait.

"Crap... what was the password again Ron?" I whispered behind me as the Fat Lady 'hmphed'.

"I know who you are! Yes, yes just get in, one of the portraits informed me about Mr. Malfoy's...situation, just hurry in I don't have all day." And with that, the Fat Lady swung open.

Harry hurried Draco in and onto a couch. He sat Draco down, and then sat down next to him.

"I feel like...vomit." Draco moaned. I went over and took Draco's robes off, a half empty flask fell out of his pocket. I picked it up and showed it to Harry, and opened it and smelled it. It stank of strong liquor. I gave it to Ron.

"Oh dear god." Ron's eyes were wide open. "He drank half the damn flask."

Draco sat up and used the heels of his hands to rub his eyes, but then rested his elbows on his knees and had his face in his hands.

"I'm so cold..." Draco shivered.

"Uh, can you go get some blankets?" I asked Ron, and he nodded.

Harry put his hand on Draco's back, and he seemed kinda...scared to doing so. He started rubbing small circles in Draco's back.

I watched and I couldn't help but smile when Draco dropped his head into Harry's lap.

Harry blushed a bright red.

"Harry.." I started.

Harry looked up, and blushed even redder.

"Harry, I thought you talked to him..." I whispered.

Harry looked away.

"Did you?"

"Yes...everything is fine."

Draco suddenly sat up and I grabbed the trashcan and put it under Draco, just as he puked all in it.

"Everything is not fine!" Draco stood up and grabbed the arm of the couch as he steadied himself. "I told you I love you, and what do you do? You go and get your bloody self killed. Then you show up months later and still have yet to even answer me." Harry's hand was on Draco's arm so he can hold Draco up. Draco was shaking badly now, Ron then came in with some blankets and tried to give it to Draco, but Draco pushed them away. I grabbed Ron's hand and pulled him towards me. He opened his mouth to speak, but I shushed them. Harry and Draco were finally talking, no one was going to ruin this.

"I...I'm not gay." Harry shook his head and looked away.

"Yes, yes of course you aren't Potter...gay? Impossible. I swear to god Potter, the next time you 'die', do us all a favor and make sure the job is done right." Draco turned to walk away.

Harry was fuming now, I could see it in his eyes.

"Uh, Ron...lets go look at this..." I yanked Ron to the other side of the huge room. I could still hear them in the very empty room. I turned to watch them, Ron did the same.

"I didn't come back for you to...What do you want me to say?" Draco turned his head and narrowed his eyes on Harry.

"I want the bloody truth." Draco yelled.

"Ok you want the truth? The truth is that I couldn't bear the thought of coming back to this world after what I had done to it, after killing so many innocent people. So I didn't, I made sure that I could escape all of this. I just didn't want this." Harry snapped back, he stood up and was in Draco's face.

Draco stumbled back, and Harry took a step out and caught him by the arm and pulled him up...

A/N: I just fxcking love Draco/Harry fights Sorry that I stopped it here, at such a weird place, but...I just wanted to switch views because this view...(Hermione) would be weird for the next few paragraphs of the story. Sorry! If you want more you are going to have to...REVIEWW!!!