i.h- hello everyone. I am back yet again. I would like to issue an early apology to any Blaise fans out there. You will see why later on. Anyway. There is also a…scene that happens, just to warn you.

Disclaimer- sigh doing this is really depressing. Go read chapter 1. I own all the broken pieces of my heart….Don't ask.

Chapter 4

Draco yawned as he made his way to Granger's first class of the day, which happened to be Potions. Draco was hoping that his Head of House would somehow recognize him and be able to turn him back. The eventful weekend had finally come to an end and all the students were starting classes again today. The only reason Draco had decided to follow Granger around to all of her classes was because he wasn't going to miss out on his final year at Hogwarts because of his form.

The Gryffindors and Slytherins were all gathered outside of Snape's classroom waiting for them and the professor. Draco's hackles rose when his eyes landed on two of the boys that had been in the group from the other night. When one of the boys spotted Draco, he elbowed his buddy in the ribs to get his attention.

"Well would you look at this? Granger adopted the mutt," one joked and the rest broke out into laughter.

"You're lucky I didn't report you two. And all the others that were there too," Granger snapped, obviously getting annoyed.

The first boy that had elbowed his friend turned to the others before turning back to Granger with a sneer. "I don't know how a mudblood managed to make Head Girl," his sneer then turned to a grin. "Unless she's doing some 'favors' for the faculty."

Draco didn't even think as he growled and lunged for the bastard. He was about to grab his leg before a menacing voice rang out through the corridors.

"Imobolus!"

Draco was frozen in mid-lunge as the ominous form of Severus Snape came into view, his face raging.

"What is the meaning of this?" he demanded, his voice almost unheard because he was talking so quiet. His eyes were boring into the Gryffindors and he was hardly looking at the Slytherins other than the boy who Draco had almost bitten.

"That git called 'Mione a…a…a-you-know-what!" came Weasley's voice, trying to defend his friend.

"Setting one's…dog on another student is not acceptable. 20 points from Gryffindor. Now get into the classroom and get your books out." When the majority of the students were in the class, Snape waved his wand in Draco's direction and muttered a counter charm.

Draco collapsed to his front legs when he was suddenly able to move again. He righted himself and turned to Snape with a glare.

"Come on Tanaka, before you cause any more trouble," Granger whispered to him as she laid her hand on his back and applied a little pressure to get him moving. Draco slowly made his way into the classroom. He started towards his old seat when Granger's insistent words reminded him that he had to sit with her.

He positioned himself by Granger so that he was out of the way but so that he could still see the board and Granger's book. The class was uneventful for the most part. Longbottom caused his potion to boil over and turn the table he was working at and the floor a lovely shade of orange, but that was nothing new.

Half way through the class, however, Snape was walking around the classroom when he stopped at Granger. Draco had looked at his Head of House with his ears back, but hoping that the man would realize that it was him.

"Miss. Granger, do you care to explain why you have brought a dog to my classroom? A dog that almost attacked a student," he asked Granger, all the while keeping his eyes on Draco.

"He is the replacement for Crookshanks, sir," Draco could tell that her voice was strained. He didn't believe that the Golden Trio hated any teacher more than Snape…well…with the exception of Umbridge.

"I see. Please do make sure that from now on you keep a," he sneered at Draco, "tight leash on your pet. Now get back to work." Draco stared after his teacher. He hadn't recognized him. Draco had been sure that he would. Sighing in defeat, he turned back to pay attention to what Granger was doing.

After the initial week back to school, the others started to slip by too. Draco continued to attend classes with Granger and accompanied her almost everywhere that she went. He still refused her touch however, and whenever she went to the library, which was quite often, he would leave her side to wander the rows looking for books that might help him. So far he was having no such luck.

The days went by quietly; going to every class and hanging out at the lake or Hagrid's in-between. At night, the two of them would make their way back up to their common room and every evening Granger would stick her head into Draco's room to see if he was there. After the first two weeks of this, Draco would busy himself with something else so he wouldn't have to watch her useless attempts.

Despite this regular routine, something didn't seem right to Draco. His day would feel as normal as possible considering that he was a dog, until he returned to the tower with Granger. Something felt…off. He pushed it to the back of his mind, thinking that it was only an affect of being a dog.

Draco's suspicions were confirmed, however, one evening. That night it would change his relation with Granger from then on.

Hermione had left Tanaka in the common room that night to go meet up with Harry and Ron. She had decided not to take him because he didn't get along very well with her two best friends. Ron had been very thankful.

The three of them had discussed many things. Harry had told them about the things he was learning during his privet lessons with Dumbledore and what they had been discussing. They had also talked about why the faculty hadn't appointed a new Head Boy as it was obvious that Malfoy wouldn't be showing up anytime soon. Harry had suggested that they had thought that Malfoy would show up sooner or later and Ron had said that they had probably thought that Hermione was good enough to do the job by herself without the help of any other. They had all laughed at that.

Hermione was just returning to the Head Boy and Girl Tower when she felt as if someone was watching her. She whipped around to see who was there, but was met with only an empty, dark corridor. Frowning in confusion, Hermione turned back to Ali's portrait and said the password. When the picture swung open, she stepped in and waited for it to close again. When it was securely closed, she stooped over to take her shoes off.

Before Hermione could take two steps towards the common room, the picture swung open again. She reached for her wand, but a lightning quick hand shot out and grabbed her wrist while her assailant's other hand stuffed something into her mouth. Hermione tried to scream but the cloth that was in her mouth muffled it. Giving up on screaming, Hermione started to struggle and at the same time get a good look at her attacker.

The sudden force of being body checked into the wall caused her to lose her breath for a moment, and at that same moment, stop struggling.

"Don't even bother, no one can help you," a sickenly sweet masculine voice whispered into Hermione's ear as he grabbed both of her wrists in one of his hands. Hermione shivered as her eyes widened. He was right. No one would be around. It was after curfew.

Hermione's eyes widened more when the bastard leaned into the light so that Hermione could see his face. It was Blaise Zabani.

"You have turned into a fine piece of ass this year, mudblood. Too bad that you're just that, a filthy mudblood. Worth nothing more than a quick fuck." Hermione's eyes began to water at the implications of his words. She tried to wiggle free from him again, but he held her with his own body.

Hermione held back a gag as Zabani's other hand trailed up from her waist, where it had been resting, to squeeze her breast. With her breath now back, Hermione continued with her struggle, but Zabani just pushed into her harder.

Her tears now started to come as he started to unbutton her blouse and she could feel his arousal against her thigh as he ground into her.

"I've been following you since the beginning of the year to get your damn password," he growled into her ear as he finally pulled her shirt off. "It was a bonus that Draco's not around. He would have just gotten in the way." With her shirt completely out of the way, he grabbed her breast again as he kissed his way down her neck. He bit down over her pulse and sucked.

By now, Hermione was fully sobbing and having a hard time breathing because of the cloth in her mouth. When Zabani started to pull her skirt down, she let out a straggled cry that was louder than her other pleas before he backhanded her.

Draco was jerked from his restless sleep at the sound of the portrait being opened. A few seconds later, the sounds of talking voices made their way to his ears. He let out a low growl as he rolled over and tried to tune out the voice.

His ears perked up at the sound of a body hitting the wall. He caulked his head to the side hoping that he might be able to hear what was being said. All he could hear was a quiet murmuring.

Draco decided to go growl at Granger and whatever male she had brought back when he heard her cry out. He slowly got to his feet, not really wanting to see Granger gettin it on in the hallway. He walked around the sofa and the coffee table and slowly poked his head around the corner.

"Granger, it's great that you're finally getting laid and all, but could you…" but the sight that he was greeted with made his blood boil and his hackles rise.

Granger was pushed up against the wall, her shirt lying forgotten on the floor. Blaise Zabani was pulling her skirt down as he kissed and suckled on one of her breasts through the material of her bra. Normally, Draco would have sneered and taunted Granger; but something was different. She wasn't squirming in pleasure, she didn't have her eyes close and her head thrown back, she wasn't moaning with need, and she wasn't participating in the exchange. Instead, she was pinned to the wall, mouth gagged, and crying for all she was worth.

Something inside Draco snapped. He let out a savage growl as she lunged at Zabani. Unlike that day in the corridor when Snape stopped him, there was no one here to prevent him from sinking his teeth into Zabani's arm.

Zabani grunted in pain as he stumbled away from Granger and fell to the floor from the force of Draco's attack. Draco curled his nose up in disgust as the metallic taste of Zabani's blood filled his mouth. Snarling, Draco let go of the bastard's arm and snapped and bit at anything he could get his teeth into. 'No one touches Granger! Especially in that way!' he thought viscously, as Zabani tried to get away from him.

He managed to land a blow to Draco's head and stun him for a moment and making everything go out of focus. While Draco was trying to gather his wits, Zabani struggled to his feet, his arms and face dripping blood, and bolted out the portrait. When his sight returned to normal, Draco went to wildly give chase, but the sound of Granger sobbing snapped him back.

He walked slowly towards Granger, who was curled up against the wall hugging her knees to her chest.

"Granger," he asked softly, and was mildly surprised when it came out as a low whine. He nosed her gently on the arm, not really knowing what had compelled him to defend Granger in the first place and now try to comfort her. He decided that he would dwell on it later.

Granger slowly lifted her face to look at him through blurred eyes. Draco inwardly winced. She was a mess. Zabani must have hit her at one point because a bruise was forming on her cheek. Her face was covered in tears and her complexion was all red and blotchy.

Yet again, not really knowing why he was doing what he was, Draco leaned towards her and rubbed his nose and muzzled against her cheek. That was all it took and Granger latched herself to him, crying on his shoulder and holding him as though he was her link to life.

The arrogant side of Draco asked him what the hell he was doing. He would never have let Pansy cry on him, let alone a filthy mudblood. But then, the reasonable side of him said that he hated it when girls cried. Something about it just wasn't right. He also reasoned that the reason he was allowing her to touch him and the reason that he had rescued her and the reason that he had tried to comfort her was because she was the only one that he was really around all day. Finally admitting it to himself, he had grown attached to Granger. He looked to her, as a dog, sort of like a master, and as a human, as a…an equal. With this affection, came the protectiveness.

Draco reached up with one of his paws and rested it gently on one of her arms that were wrapped around him. She slowly started to calm down and her grip on him relaxed.

"Thanks boy," she whispered to him as she rubbed the tears from her face with the back of one of her hands.

Draco sat back on his haunches and watched as she stood up. He regarded her with his calculating silver eyes and cursed himself. He was falling for a damn mudblood. And not only was it any mudblood, it was Hermione Granger, bloody Princess of Gryffindor. And he was a dog! His father would kill him if he found out about this. But, then again, his father hadn't come wondering where his only son was after not receiving any letters or anything from him since the beginning of the year. Screw his father. Draco had become disloyal to him the moment he refused the Dark Mark.

Before Draco stood up to follow Granger back to the common room where she was heading, he made a silent oath.

'Granger, when I get out of this God damned dog body, you're mine. But until then, no one else can have you or touch you. If they do, they'll have to answer to me,' and with that, he followed after her.

He sat and watched her pace for a while, letting her collect herself. She finally calmed down and slowly walked up to her room. Draco stood and followed her, intending to stay in her room with her tonight. He could tell by the look she gave him when he walked in, that she was surprised. He had never stepped foot into her room before.

She shrugged her shoulders and closed the door before crawling under her blankets with out changing. Draco watched as she curled up into a ball, hugging herself again, and wondered where he would sleep now that he was in here. Deciding against the floor, he jumped onto her bed, and lay down at the foot of the bed. It felt good to be in a bed again instead of the hard chair or sofa.

He stayed awake until her breathing slowed down and he was sure that she was asleep. Draco laid his head down on his paws and closed his eyes. Moments later, he too drifted off to sleep.

i.h- well, there's chapter 4. I hope it was ok. I wasn't in the best of moods while I was writing it and I'm sorry if it showed, unless it showed in a good way. And i'm sorry if it seems like i rushed things. It has been a while since school started and Draco is with Hermione everyday. Ya, anyway. I'm again sorry if there are any Blaise fans reading this. I didn't know who else to use and I was too lazy to make up a new character.

Random Quote of the Day: "That is so something I would do…hahahaha I just did!" –Me after putting my gum on the cover of my Tim's coffee. By the way, it's not a smart thing to do. The gum will melt and get really sticky and gooey and it's hard to get off your fingers.

Now to answer the lovely reviews:

Smoke-Angel- I'm glad you think so . Thanks for the review. I'll talk atcha later

Marajade64- I'm really glad that you're lovin this. Lol I love the way that he asts towards Ron too. I find the parts with the two of them quite funny. Don't worry, she will find out…and I really want to say something about that but I don't want to give anything away lol. Thanks for the review. Talk atcha later.

Tauras88- thank you. I actually found this chapter a little easier to write for some reason so I think this will be my quickest update yet lol. Thanks for the review. Talk atcha later

Cin- I'm glad you like. I'm also glad that you think it's funny. I wanted to be humorous, but I wasn't sure if I was doin a good job or not. Ya, that would be awesome if dogs could read, creepy, but awesome. Thanks for the review. Talk atcha later.

Ms. SoUrPuSs- Ga Day. I'm glad ya liked the chapter lol. And I do think I'm gonna use your idea. But a little later on lol it would be awesome lol. Ok…what day are we talking about? Obviously not on Friday... OH! You mean the day we were both givin him the massage? Lol ya, I think he was enjoyin himself a little too much lmao. Thanks for the review. Talk atcha later.

i.h- well, that's a lot better than 3. thanks for all the reviews. I'll talk atchas later.

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