Disclaimer- I have written letters, called agents, emailed, faxed and yet I still do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: SORRY!! I know this is a very delayed chapter, I have just not found the motivation to write, how terrible of me! But here is the belated chapter.
Recap- "Find a replacement painting, anything will do but large enough to cover the previous entrance. Then once I am inside, the shield will be gone. Place the portrait onto the wall. Minerva you know the incantation to reset the paintings. Do so then enter the dorm." Both professors scurried away, suggesting portraits that could be moved. Dumbledore set back to work on the wall. Hands and wand flying across in smooth, sometimes sharp, strokes. He had to get in, he had to save his favourite students. Time was of the essence.
When It All Falls ApartTo reveal…bright auburn hair.
"Ginny?!" Hermione exclaimed, then sighed relieved. "Oh thank God. How did you get in here? You have to help us, we are trapped." Hermione then smiled at her friend and then went to step past Draco. Draco stuck his arm out and her barred her from going to Ginny. Hermione's brow crinkled in confusion, she turned to Draco and gave him a quizzical look.
"I know you are trapped Hermione." Ginny hissed. Hermione swung her head around and stared in disbelief at the malice in Ginny's words. Ginny stared back with a look of hatred and disgust. "I know very well. I've been watching. Watching you do all you dirty little deeds with this egotistical, deceitful bastard." Draco tensed and Hermione eyes bulged. "First his father and now him." Hermione paled. "You-flithy-dirty-mudblood-slut." Tears sprung to Hermione's eyes. No one knew of the summer, only Lupin and some other high members of the Order. Draco's arm fell from the wall and he collapsed onto the opposite, shock washed over him. Hermione stepped past him and laughed. A cold, spine tingling near psychotic laugh.
"You know nothing." Hermione hissed. "Nothing about what happened in the summer. Nothing about the nightmares I had to live through. Why did you do this? How did you do this? You're smart Ginny but not that smart and powerful. I was suppose to be one of your friends. How could you do this to me?" Hermione begged, tears running down her face. "Don't ruin this!" She turned to Draco, pointing at him then back at her, to indicate them both. "I love him. Don't you ruin my happiness! " Hermione yelled at her. Ginny just stared at her and laughed.
"Love him?" she laughed harder, even clutching her side and she bent over. Ginny straightened quickly. "LOVE HIM!" she yelled. "How can you love a man that is the spawn of the thing you so ruthless through yourself at?"
"How dare you? If YOU knew anything, you would have known I had no other choice." Ginny snorted loudly at Hermione's comment.
"You always had a choice Hermione. You could just never see past yourself. You wanted to prove your worth to the Order. That you could be a spy and that you were beautiful and sexy enough to bring even Lucias Malfoy to his knees. Is that it? Is that why you choose to do your mission?" Ginny spat.
"NO! I did it because I was the only one for the job. No one could have done it except me."
"I COULD HAVE! I was good enough but no Ginny Weasley is always second choice to Hermione-fucking-Granger! Do you know what is like to stand in your shadow? Harry loves you and Ron loves you. Everybody fucking loves you! They think you are mature and smart but ME! They only see young innocent Ginny Weasley. I COULD have proved my worth, that I'm not just another person to die in this upcoming war. I have value!" Ginny ranted at Hermione, blatant anger in her body language and expression. Hermione stood shock and Draco's mouth hung open.
"What happened in the summer?" asked Draco as he pulled himself up the wall and towards the two girls. Hermione spun on her heels surprised, just remembering he was in the room.
"I am so sorry Draco." Hermione ran to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She buried her head into the crook of his neck and sobbed loudly. Draco crinkled his nose and detached her from him.
"I will not forgive you Granger." He hissed and pushed her back forcefully. "I can't believe you would go so low to sleep with my father and then to sleep with me. You really are a disgusting mudblood." He looked over to Ginny. "Now tell me, what happened in the summer?" Ginny opened her mouth to explain but was interrupted.
"I think I can explain better." Came a deep voice. Hermione stepped out from behind Draco's back and gasped. Things couldn't get any worse.
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There stood the infamous Lucias Malfoy, the right-hand man to the evilest known overlord of their time. Draco bowed at the sight of his father, Ginny smiled and Hermione wished the floor would split in two and swallow her whole.
"Father." Draco said startled at his sudden appearance. Lucias nodded as an acknowledgment to his son but his gaze immediately fell on the brunette behind him. His eyes took in her body and it had done so many months ago. Hermione noticed and glared at him.
"You have grown thin Miss Granger. It is not very becoming of you. I always liked when you had some curves." He said smirking at her.
"Fuck you Malfoy. Like I'd ever sleep with you willingly and enjoy it. Keep your eyes and hands off my body because I swear if you ever touch me again I'll hex you into the next century."
"My, my Miss Granger you were always feisty." He stepped forward and tucked a stray hair behind her ear before gentle touching her cheek. Hermione slapped his hand away.
"I warned you Lucias." Lucias flew across the classroom and slammed against the wall. He rose quickly and wiped the blood from his lip.
"Impressive, wandless magic. Who taught you that? Lupin? Or was it Albus?" he hissed and Hermione flew across the room and landed the kitchen table breaking it into two.
"Don't touch her again." Hissed Draco stepping between Hermione and his father.
"Ooo Draco. Defending the little mudblood slut. She came to me willingly do you know? Spread her smooth long legs and let me penetrate her tight little center. Did she do that for you too? Did she moan and ask you fuck her harder?" Lucias growled at his son. "I killed her parents too. When I knew she was searching our house while I was 'sleeping'." Draco stood shocked at his fathers at calm exterior. He heard Ginny gasp too. Lucias turned to her. "Don't look so surprised my little pet, if you hadn't told me it never would have happened."
"That wasn't part of the plan." Ginny hissed.
"You told him? It's your fault my parents are dead?" Hermione said pulling herself from the table and stumbling towards Ginny.
"It wasn't supposed to happen. I am terribly sorry. Please forgive me?" Ginny sobbed.
"FORGIVE YOU! How fucking dare you? I would never forgive you. You ruined my life and you are the reasons my parents are dead. I wish you would die Ginny Weasley. I certainly wouldn't miss you." Hermione malicious said to the petite trembling girl in front of her. Ginny looked at Hermione then sobbed into her hands even harder. Hermione just scoffed and turned to Draco.
"Draco please let me explain. I couldn't help falling in love with you. You cared for me without any questions and you were nice for the first time I have ever seen and I just was so confused. Please forgive me, if I knew this was going to happen I would change what I did but I can't. Please look at me." Hermione pleaded to Draco, yet he keep his eyes firmly on the wall in front of him. Hermione sighed dejectedly. "Just know that I...that...I love you. I have said that to anyone before but I'm glad it was you." Hermione stopped tears streaking her face. Draco still refused to look at her even after she had bared her heart to him. Hermione hung her head, the day was just getting better and better.
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A soft clapping began behind Hermione. It was a mocking degrading clap. One from the man that ruined her life but he would get his. She was determined of it.
"Very nice Miss Granger. Did you practice that in front of the mirror?" Lucias hissed.
"Shut up Malfoy. I'm so sick of you. What was the whole point of locking us in this room anyway?" she asked.
"You see Miss Weasley over here." He turned to the still crying girl. "Shut it you miserable tramp. I'm sick of hearing you cries." Ginny straightened and nodded quickly. Lucias coughed, straightened his robes and began to pace in front of Hermione. "Anyway, Miss Weasley sort me out, much like you did and explain the whole scheme of things to me, about how you were just trying to find information. However as part of our agreement, I was to help her in this way. I have done so in keeping you barred in this room. For her plans after are entirely her own, ones she did not care to share with me."
"What are you plans Weaslette?" Draco asked. Ginny straightened and put a smug grin on.
"I wanted to ruin Hermione. I knew she was falling for you. It was only a matter of time. I figured being in a forced situation would make it more certain. I was right, she slept with you, like the whore she is and now you know all her dirty secrets. She is ruined and utterly alone and miserable. Whether she wants me to die or not I don't care. I got the satisfaction I wanted." Ginny smirked. Hermione stared at her, tears welling up and spilling over her eyes. "I made you remember too, all those dreams, the depression. I spilled a potion into your drink. I purposely bewitched Draco so you would catch us in the hallway while doing patrols. I've been planning this for weeks waiting till you cracked. Everyone is going to know what you did. Miss Goodie-Two-Shoes Granger slept with Lucias Malfoy and then his son. Everyone is going to know you're a slut."
Hermione cracked then. The public shame and humiliation, she couldn't deal with it. Draco didn't love her. She had slept with Voldemort's main minion. She had degraded herself. For what? To help the Order. The Order had ruined her. She was broken and defeat, unloved and dirty. She sobbed and her body shook. Tears flowed endlessly, wetting her cheeks and clothes. Hermione collapsed onto the floor, crawling into a ball. She didn't care about the other three people in the room, she was humiliated enough not to care. The next thing she knew, she was on her bed with Professor McGonagall sitting by her bed watching her.
"Professor?" Hermione croaked. Minerva smiled sadly and pulled the girl towards her.
"I am sorry dear. If I had truly known what was happening that summer I never would have let it happen." Hermione began crying again and the professor just shushed her and smoothed her hair in comfort. "It will be alright."
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"So what exactly is going on?" Draco Malfoy stated. He sat in front of the Headmasters desk.
"Lemon Drop?" Dumbledore offered.
"NO I DON"T WANT A FUCKING LEMON DROP!" Draco yelled then regained his composure. "I just learnt a whole lot of sick and twisted stuff and I wanted it explained to me right now. Seeing as you know everything, would you be kind of enough to explain WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"
"Mister Malfoy. Please, control yourself! If you do so I will carefully explain the proceedings of the summer you have now been informed of."
"Firstly what has happened to my father and the Weaslette?" Dumbledore gave Draco a stern look but did not comment.
"Your father has been sent to Azkaban and since we find that Miss Weasley is still to young to face the horrors of the place she has been sent home. Where I'm sure she will wish she were sent to Azkaban. I shall begin now if you like?" Draco nodded and eased back into his chair.
"During the final term of last year the Order was presented with some information that your father had some important information of his own keep in his house. Our first call of action was too strike with a large attack yet they have began the war and we really didn't feel that necessary to begin. Evidently a Plan B had to be found.."
Dumbledore explained the whole operation to Malfoy. What they found and why it was necessary for Hermione to do what she did. It was the only way at the time.
Draco sat in silence after Dumbledore had finished explaining. She had done what she had done because she need too. The woman he loved was not dirty or disgusting, she was selfless and truly loyal to her cause. She had sacrificed herself and her dignity to help the greater good. How could he not love her! Draco sat bolt upright. He loved Hermione Granger. He had to speak to her now!
"I have to go professor its urgent." Draco mumbled as he bolted out the door. Dumbledore watched him go and smiled sadly. He was going to miss his chance if he didn't hurry.
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Draco sprinted down the halls to the Heads Dorm, praying Hermione was still sleeping like they had left her hours ago. He burst into the dorm.
"HERMIONE! I need to talk to you. Are you in here? HERMIONE!" he yelled again bounding up the stairs two at a time. He burst into her room empty, he sprinted further up the stairs to his. He pushed the door open forcefully causing it to slam on the back wall. He panted loudly as his eyes quickly scanned the room. His eyes caught something on the bed. There was time.
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A/N: Ok don't kill me so it wasn't the greatest chapter ever and it wasn't as long as I said it would be but hey apparently it wasn't supposed to be as long as I predicted. I have already written the end so depending on how many reviews I get, the closer it is to publication. Ta ta.