I am bad, I know. On a side note, please tell me if my writing seems kind of childish. I am re-reading and I am not liking my writing and thats one of the big reasons I dont update often ( that and school).

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Kings Cross Station September 1

Hermione was slightly annoyed at the boy desperately trying to convince her to owl him. Harry Potter had been quite the thorn in her side since she had woken up at St Mungos. She knew he meant well but he had become so over protective of her.

"You shouldn't leave the house" and " here let me walk you to your flat". Harry had been following her as if she was a fragile flower that was in danger of being plucked from a bush to die. Hermione thought that perhaps it was her newly acquired veela powers but not once had Harry shown any romantic interest. He had been more like an overprotective younger brother who didn't want his sister to fall into the clutches of some desperate man.

She of course had tried to explain to him that she was no delicate daisy. She was a rose and roses have thorns. He didn't listen and insisted on being there for her. She had found it somewhat sweet but a hindrance. A hindrance to him especially considering Ginny. Ginny had taken her brothers side in the cheating scandal and had even berated Harry when he begged for Hermiones forgiveness( which she did give him). Hermione had understood her reluctance to not choose her brothers side but she was appalled that Ginny would try to convince Harry that it was all Hermiones fault. Harry choosing Hermione's side had further widened the wedge between Hermione and the Weasleys as Ginny and Harry continued to fight.

Currently Harry was in a tense conversation with Ginny and Hermione was sure it was about her. Hermione watched as they fought but was brought out of her distraction by a hand on her arm.

"Hello there," a dark skinned young man said to her.

Hermione knew the man , he was a slytherin in her year, she'd seen him at the slug club but his name had escaped her at the moment.

"Um hello?" she had questioned. " Can I help you ?"

The man smiled and she noticed how handsome he was. He had a very smooth skin that resembled coffee with cream and had beautiful emerald green eyes. He had his hair buzz cut and had a lean and fit physique. He was probably one of the most attractive men she had met and yet she felt no attraction to him.

"Hello Granger," he said in his rich and smooth voice. " We have never properly met, my name is Blaise Zabini."

Thats right, she remembered him handsome man talking to her was Zabini, Draco Malfoys friend.

Before Hermione could ask him what he wanted Harry came rushing over with a look of protective determination on his face.

"What do you want Zabini?" Harry had demanded the moment he reached them.

Hermione huffed but didn't butt in, letting Harry deal with Zabini. She felt that she rather not have to speak to any males.

Many had come up to her, some females as well, during the few days she was able to go out and about. Some had expressed their concern at her kidnapping, others blatantly attempting seduce her. Most ,if not all of the time Harry had been there to stop them.

"I was just going to make conversation with," Zabini began before he was interrupted.

"Well don't" Harry interrupted. " Come on Hermione , you don't need this."

Hermione smiled apologetically and followed Harry into the train.

"You should sit at the in this compartment, no one should bother you," Harry said as he placed her trunk in the compartment. " Don't forget to owl me Hermione. Keep me caught up and if you need help just tell me."

Hermione nodded and gave him a smile. It didn't reach her eyes.

"Hermione," Harry said grabbing her hands. " I really am sorry for not being there for you. For not telling you the truth and I really hope to be able to regain your trust."

Hermione could feel the sincerity in his voice and she knew that perhaps she could trust him again.

But not right now.

"Thank you Harry," she said.

"And Hermione," Harry said. " If Ginny gives you trouble, tell me. I love her, I do, but you're my sister and I love you too."

With that Harry left Hermione to her own devices. As she sat she suddenly felt a surge of longing and her nostrils were bombarded with what smelled like amortentia. Her mate was on the train.

...

Inside the carriage with Draco

Astoria was rubbing Dracos thigh in a very provocative manner and frankly, he was feeling embarrassed.

People had always talked about Draco's bed skills and made him out to be a god of sex. Although it was an ego boost, it wasn't true. Draco was by no means a prude but he wasn't the nymphomaniac people made him out to be. He was very picky when it came to who he slept with. He didn't like the idea of sleeping with a woman who'd been with many men. He had lost his virginity to pansy , who also gave him her virginity. Since then he casually had sex with her and Tracey Davis, a ravenclaw or two. He was a good lover, a very good one, but he didn't sleep with every woman as people made out to seem.

Draco felt a little hand near tug on his pants zipper.

"Astoria," he said gently. " Stop that, we are in a train full of children."

"Oh come on now,"Astoria making a pouty face. " It will just be a little fun."

She proceeded to rub him up.

He forcefully removed her small hand.

"I really don't want to."

At Least not with you, he thought.

She tried to touch him again but was interrupted by the entrance of their, mainly Dracos, friends.

"Hey guys," Blaise Zabini said happily as he entered with Pansy Parkinson and Theodore Nott. " Draco mate, you would never believe who was looking so good when I saw her."

Draco sighed. He had been saved from an awkward shag and was he ever so thankful. Astoria huffed in annoyance.

"Who'd you see Blaise?" Draco asked.

"He saw Granger," Pansy told him. " He won't stop going on about how pretty she looked, or how ethereal her aura was."

"Granger," Draco said.

He had heard she was saved and was back to safety. He had wondered about her.

"Yeah," Blaise cut in. " Granger. She looked so beautiful. I don't know, she looked the same but...so beautiful. I can't explain."

Draco thought about the girl. She had grown to be quite the pretty girl, that he agreed on. He had also always admired her, a feeling he always thought was envy and hate.

"Granger," Astoria hissed. "That filthy Mudblood, I thought you hated the type Blaise."

"Be quiet Astoria," Blaise growled at the insult.

For some unexplainable reason Draco felt a sense of jealousy over Blaises protectiveness. Hermione wasn't his and yet he didn't like the idea of Blaise liking her. Strange.

...

Hermione sat alone in a compartment until someone walked in. Her door opened and Luna walked in.

"Hello Hermione, " the quirky blonde said.

Luna was wearing a rainbow colored top and was sporting a bright orange hat decorated with rabbits. Classic Luna, Hermione thought.

"Hello Luna," Hermione said to her friend.

"You know that you are covered in supplesflies," Luna announced. " Strange, they only follow veela. The aura a veela gives off is comforting to them. Does this have something to do with what happened summer Hermione? "

Hermione looked at her friend shocked. How did Luna always seem to know what was happening?

"Does it have something to do with your summer?" Luna asked again.

Hermione nodded. She would tell Luna but she didn't want anyone to feel sorry for her. She didn't want to be pitied.

"You know Hermione, " she said. " I am always here for you. As are Harry and Neville. Just because Ron and Ginny have some wrackspurts stuffed up in a certain place, it doesn't mean you are friendless. Don't push us away. You can confide in me Hermione. Its what friends are for."

Hermione felt Luna place a gentle hand on her shoulder. Hermione could feel that she was shaking and knew that any moment she would burst into tears. Knowing she could trust Luna, she told the airy blonde everything.

...

" So you need to find your mat?e " Luna asked.

Throughout the train ride Hermione had told her friend everything about her kidnap. Hermione felt as if a weight had been removed from her chest. Just having someone to talk to gave Hermione a sense of relief. A sense that she wasn't completely alone.

"Yes," Hermione replied. " Its quite the problem and I am quite nervous that I won't find him or her for that matter."

" I think you will Hermione," Luna reassured. " Everyone has a soul mate and now you will know for sure who is yours."

"What if they reject me?" Hermione asked.

"Then they are an idiot and they will see their mistake and fix it." Luna told her. " You are worth fighting for and if someone makes a mistake you are worth fixing."

Hermione smiled.

...

Draco walked alone to the carriages. He had managed to convince Daphne to occupy her younger sister and Blaise , Pansy, and Theo had noticed that he wanted to be alone.

As he walked he suddenly found his gaze lured to someone. It was Granger and Blaise was right. She looked ethereal. He could swear she was glowing.

Something stirred inside him.

And there it is. I'll try to keep updating but TIME.