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MeredithGlass: No Draco's not gonna be a cutter he was just under a lot of stress and he had a deressive moment don't forget he was given a choice either kill Dumbledore or loose the girl he loves and his mom will die.

.22: I like Twilight too and when I was reading it and when the said phrase came up it was a perfect Dramione one because even if Draco's not a vampire he's not really a 'good' person and it was a nice thing to say because it's gonna get pretty intense between those two.

wallflower009: I like your idea for the Hermione twist situation, I'll think more on that.

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It started with...

Chapter 18:

Telling your best friend.

Draco brushed his blond hair back as he started a new day. He winced slightly as the wounds on his wrists began to sting slightly. "I need something to heal these wounds." He said out loud. And just like that a small bottle filled with a yellow substance appeared. Placing it over it over his wounds, they tingled slightly as he felt the skin heal.

He got up and went to his wardrobe; opening it he chose his trademark outfit: Black designer suit. As he did his tie he felt a small pang when he remembered the night before.

Flashback:

"Listen to me boy for I shall not repeat myself. You're mother is in danger and if you want her to be safe from any harm then you will complete the task your father set you out to do. If not then not only you and your mother suffer so shall Miss Granger."Snape's voice echoed through the room, sounding like when a bell rang midnight.

End of flashback.

"Why would Hermione be in danger? She was protected by Potter and the Weasley clan." He asked himself. He didn't understand that. But he understood how his mother might be in trouble after all Draco himself suffered at the hands of his father. The sharp knock on his door made Draco come back down to earth, believing it to be Hermione he rushed to the door. "Hermione!" He said not realising it turned out to be his ex-girlfriend. "Oh...Pansy it's...you." She brushed past him into his room. She was dressed in a simple black outfit. "And why are you here?" He demanded slightly irritated.

She looked at him bored. "I'm only a messenger in this business." She replied calmly. She inspected his room. "It's nice here."

"Cut to the chase Pansy. What the hell is going on?" Draco asked his temper rising. She put down a book she had been examining.

"How the hell should I know? We start the term dating and then suddenly your practical joke fools you into having feelings for that Mudblood! She's putting ideas into your head making you believe you can change. No wonder you're an outcast." Pansy said not even noticing Draco's fists clenching. "So here's the deal. You break up with her. Take me back, in doing this you save your mother. Snape's orders and your father's."

"Tell them both to go to hell." Draco spat. "I have another way of solving both problems." Pansy stumbled backwards forcing her to clutch the bed handle for support.

"What?" She stammered. "How?"

"I'm the Slytherin Outcast remember. I don't have to share any plans with you." Draco hissed. Pansy scowled at him. "Now get out!" He opened the door and raised his wand to usher her out quicker. The moment she left his room he let out a angry hiss. By the end of the day every Slytherin will want to know what I'm planning... He started chuckling bitterly. "And all I've got is bluff."

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"Ronald!" Hermione whispered furiously as she watched him wave his wand and make the cereal bowl on the Slytherin table lift and land on Crabbe's head.

"Come on it is funny to watch." He replied grinning like the Cheshire cat. She rolled her eyes at his childish manner but she did find it funny when Crabbe suddenly shoved his own bowl of cereal on a first year in front of him. She spotted Draco leaving the Great Hall.

"What have we go next...potions followed by Charms...Harry what's the matter? You look white!" Hermione said staring at Harry. He let out a sigh and shook his head. "Harry?"

"Dumbledore has been showing me memories of Voldemort's past...and there's been this sign that keeps showing up." He shrugged his shoulders. "I'll know more on Thursday." He said taking a spoonful of cereal. Hermione nodded and gave him a quick smile. She got up.

"I have to get going." She said swinging her bag over her shoulder. She gave them a quick wave and hurried out of the Great Hall.

"She's up to something." Ron muttered, Ginny quickly glanced down at her cereal. "She's always off somewhere."

"She might want to do other things Ron." Ginny said defending her friend. "She's not up to anything sneaky." Well maybe she is... "I have to get going. I've got Transfiguration. See you at lunch." She kissed Harry on the cheek and left the Great Hall.

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"I've missed you." Draco said wrapping his arms round Hermione's waist. She replied by kissing him gently on the lips. They only had five minutes to spare before the other students arrived.

"I know." She murmured nuzzling into his neck. He pulled back suddenly. "What?"

"What have you done?" He asked making her blush.

"I'm going to tell Harry...about us." She whispered softly. "It's time we come out about it all."

"Then why act like this'll be the last time together?" Draco asked lifting her face upwards with his fingers.

"I'm just worried what his reaction will be." Hermione replied unsure if she should kiss him or not. Draco helped her by pulling her into his arms. He kissed her forehead before releasing her and entering the classroom. She hoped things would be much easier when Harry found out.

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"Harry...I need to ask you something." Hermione muttered to herself, she was practising what she was gonna say to Draco. "I've been seeing someone...it's not someone you'd approve of." They'd just finished potions and were now heading towards Charms.

"Hermione!" Hermione blinked as Harry came rushing up to her. "You were mumbling to yourself all through potions...is everything ok? I mean ever since Christmas you've been acting...strange." She pushed back her hair nervously. "Seriously Hermione tell me."

"Harry...I can't tell you." Harry let out a groan. "I mean not here..." Harry shook his head and backed away.

"After everything we've been through you can't tell me why?" He demanded. Hermione could feel the pressure rising, like when a bookshelf collapses on you, it was squeezing the air out of Hermione.

"I'mdatingDracoMalfoy!" She shouted. Harry stumbled slightly. He stared at her confused but deep down he was hoping she wouldn't answer him.

"What?" He asked, Hermione bit her bottom lip. She took another deep breath. "Hermione please tell me."

"I've been seeing someone." She replied. Harry rolled his eyes and smiled at her.

"So? Come on we'll be late for charms." He turned round and hurried after his classmates. Hermione followed him.

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"Now today we shall be learning how to use the colour change charm. Now it's very easy, I've given you all white scarves to use the spell on. Just give a flick of your wand over the item and think of the colour you want to change it into." Professor Flitwick said as students picked up their scarves examining them.

Hermione gave a flick of her wand, they were supposed to let the wand choose the colour, so when she opened her eyes she was alarmed to find that her scarf had transformed into a rich green. She glanced at Ron's who had transformed into a bright yellow; he flicked his wand slightly harder and made Dean jump when he caused it to catch fire burning a hole into the fabric.

Harry's transformed into a copper red, Hermione had to hide her smirk; it was exactly like Ginny's hair colour. "I'd give that to her you know." She whispered to him.

"Why?"

"It shows how much you care about her. It means she's always in your mind." Harry gave her a quick nod in thanks.

The class passed rather quickly. Hermione now faced with telling Harry who her mystery guy was. During charms he wanted to know everything once they had lunch and were in the common room. She had told Ginny what she was going to do. "Good luck." She said to her as she got up and went towards Harry.

"Harry?" Harry looked up from his potions book. He put it away giving his fully undivided attention. "You wanted to talk?"

"Yea' so who is this mystery guy you've been seeing? Do I know him?" Harry asked. Hermione swallowed back the bile that had been rising up in her throat.

"OK...the guy is...Draco Malfoy." Hermione said softly. Harry looked up at her and started laughing. "What's so funny?"

"You! You can't be really seeing Malfoy? I mean he's a prick."

"I've been seeing him since February...I wanted to tell you sooner but with everything that's been going on lately..." Hermione said finding a portrait right at the back very interesting to look at.

"Tell me it's a joke. Please tell me it's a joke." Hermione shook her head and looked at Harry. She took a step backwards. His hands were clenched up in tight balls, his veins were rising slightly, he was shaking slightly and Hermione knew he was way beyond angry. He was pissed off. "He's the enemy. You've fallen in love with him!" He spat out.

"Harry he's different! He's not like the rest of them! He's sweet and charming and if you really understood him like I do then-"

"Well I don't, do I?" Harry shouted. Hermione looked away. "What did he call you in second year...oh yea' a Mudblood! Third year what did you do? You punched him breaking his nose! Fourth year I fought with him! Fifth year the DA hexed him! Sixth year he tried to kill Dumbledore! Sixth year you fell in love with that vermin!" Harry roared.

"Harry I'm telling you now so you can understand!" Hermione said slightly distressed at how things were going. Harry leapt up making Hermione jump.

"So I can understand? Understand what?! Tell me Hermione what should I understand?" Harry shouted. Hermione bit her bottom lip.

"That I love him." The girl whispered not looking at Harry's face twisted by anger and Hermione felt hot tears come to her eyes. This side of Harry scared her, she had seen it once last year when they were in the Ministry of Magic and Bellatrix had murdered Sirius. Harry bent his head; his messy black hair covered his face. "Please say something." She whispered, tears sliding down her face. Harry was silent. "Harry...I'm sorry."

"Get lost." He whispered dangerously. "Stay away from me." Hermione let out a gasp as she heard how cold he sounded. "Stay away from all of us."

"You...you don't mean it." She stammered feeling like someone had kicked her in the gut. She couldn't believe that Harry was acting like this. Her best friend.

"I TRUSTED YOU! AND ALL THIS TIME YOU'VE BEEN HIS FRIEND!" Harry roared. The common room went silent. Ginny bit her bottom lip and turned away, but Hermione's torment went further. The portrait had swung open and in stepped Ron. He took one look at Hermione's terrified face and Harry standing his fists clenched and decided he had to step in.

"Hey Harry. C'mon mate calm down." He muttered to him. Harry didn't move. Hermione took a deep breath. "Not here." He whispered and grabbed Harry's arm.

"DON'T TOUCH ME! SHE HAS BEEN SEEING DRACO MALFOY! THAT'S WHY SHE'S IN THE LIBRARY ALL THE TIME!" Harry roared. Hermione felt like she couldn't breathe. Ron looked at Hermione then at Harry. He didn't know who to believe. With Harry coming up with ideas that Draco was behind the attacks and Hermione acting odd he didn't know who to believe.

"Harry." Ron warned. "Not here." Harry looked at Ron with such a dangerous look that Ron was actually afraid of him. He had a look that resembled You-Know-Who. "C'mon. Please Harry." He pleaded.

"You ruin everything!" Harry hissed towards Hermione. "Just stay away from me!" Hermione was trembling like a shaken leaf. He pushed past her elbowing her out of the way. She wiped away the fresh tears with the back of her school jumper. Ginny walked over to her.

"Hermione? I'm really sorry." She mumbled. Hermione gave her a watery smile. "Just give him time." Hermione sat down on the couch; the room had resumed what they were doing.

"I just don't understand." She uttered. "I just don't understand." She leaned into Ginny's arms and sobbed.

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Draco paced his room. He had just refused to come back to the Slytherin common room, everyone wanted to know what he was gonna do to take down Hogwarts- he had no idea.

"I desperately need a way to do the task that's been laid before me." He said touching the wall. He was running out of time, it wouldn't be long before they realised he was bluffing. Then he'd have to suffer everything else. And it wouldn't be pretty. "Please! Look I need help to do this!" He pleaded with the room. He felt the room go warm and he looked by his bed and noticed that something shiny was resting on his pillow.

He walked over to his bed and picked up a small dagger but it didn't look like your everyday dagger it was a slightly fancy one.

The blade resembled a spear head, it was sharp and smooth. The handle was made from oak, that he knew but it had a large gold ring round the blade holding it together with the handle. It came with a sheath made from black leather. Draco looked closer at the gold ring. 'Utor ut caligo hora propinquo' was engraved on one side but when Draco turned it round there was something else in Latin. 'Expleo vestri fatum' He cursed himself for not knowing Latin. He didn't exactly concentrate in Ancient Runes.

But he did know someone who did. "Next time a dictionary!" He said to the room. He put the sharp object into its sheath and placed it in his drawer by the side of his bed.

DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!OR VOTE ^^ This is gonna go on until after the next chapter. Harry's got quite a temper on him. Seeing as I'm in the middle of the next chappie as we speak I'll give you a little extrait of it.

Chapter 19: Res Una.

"Ok I know that your family is into the Dark Arts and all but could you please explain to me why you have a dagger in your room?"

"Hey!" Draco protested. "Okay it's the writing that's on it. Think you can tell me what it means?" Hermione took the dagger from the sheath and examined it.

"Draco who gave this to you?"

"The room."

"Draco. This dagger is ancient. For you it would seem like a fancy dagger but it really belongs to a very old wizard. Goes by the name Merlin. Heard of him?"

"Some old dude gave me a dagger?"

That's all you're getting.

Who should I kill off? Draco has been taken out due to sequel. (It's official)

A- Ron

B- Neville

C- Luna

D- You tell me who you want to evicte from the fanfic.