The sun shined brightly early the next morning through the stained glass window while it was rising. Draco rubbed his eyes and opened them to look down and see Hermione still sleeping in his arms.

"Good morning" He whispered but she didn't even stir in her sleep. He wished they could have moments like this all the time. But knowing that they can't made him depressed. "Ugh! It's so early." He was still whispering then realizing that her roommates are in the room. He got up carefully making sure that he didn't disturb Hermione. It didn't do any use though she woke up with a smile.

"Good morning!" She shouted to the boy. He kneeled down and told her to lower her voice. Lavender and Pavarti turned but didn't wake up. "Sorry I forgot. What time is it?" She laid back down and put her hands on her eyes. She was exhausted.

" 'Bout five in the morning, the sun is just coming up." He turned and looked out the window. The sun was rising over the lake. The water had turned an orange and pink color, the birds were flying out of their nests to find food, the whomping willow was swaying happily in the new day light and the giant squid was splashing in the cold water. "You girls have the best view in the whole school up here." He thought he could just stand there all day watching the grounds of the school go about its daily business.

"I sometimes just here and watch the lake, animals and people. Hallelujah for these mornings or some days I would never get up. It is very calming. I'm going to miss it when we graduate." Hermione got up and stood there with him. Hermione now knew that there was so much more to Draco, he can actually see true beauty in life.

"I have to go people will be getting up soon." He kissed Hermione softly on her forehead and left.

The door closed and Hermione wanted to go back to sleep but couldn't. She hated not seeing Draco. She decided to get dressed and head down to breakfast as early as possible so she wouldn't get heckled by her peers about the trio breaking up.

It was about seven forty five when Hermione went down to the Great Hall. The food was just being put out and there were about four people beside her in the great hall getting breakfast early. The other four people were first years; two in Raven claw, one in Hufflepuff, and one in Gryffindor. Hermione doubted they knew what had happened with her and Harry, and Ron.

Hermione finished eating at eight fifteen which is when most students start pouring in the great hall for their morning meal. She grabbed her books and tried to leave discreetly which worked very well. She hid behind taller students that were walking in.

Draco entered the great hall at eight thirty alone, happy, and refreshed that is until he got to his house table.

After the spat he had with Blaise he didn't know weather to sit with his friend or by himself.

He found Blaise at their house table and sat down.

Silence.

"Didn't see you last night. Or at all last night for that matter." Blaise spoke to Draco but kept his head and eyes down pushing his food around on his plate with his fork.

"Right, well, I had things to take care of." He sat there and grabbed a piece of toast and played with it before taking a bite.

"And did you take care of everything properly?" Blaise was still sitting there touching but not eating his food.

"Not the way you wanted me to but I did."

Blaise threw down his fork onto his plate, clenched his teeth and tightened his hands into fists.

"You are ruining everything. Everything."

"I'm sorry." Draco turned to Blaise with little to no remorse. He wasn't sorry.

Not one bit.

"To hell you're sorry!" Now Blaise was raising his voice so the people around could hear. "We argued for twenty minutes about this yesterday! You know what is on the line and now it's gone! You can't tell anyone what you are going to do and what you are going to be so good luck."

"I'll find away to get out of this you just wait!" He screamed at Blaise.

Blaise stood up and grabbed Draco by the collar. He tightened his fist so hard that his knuckles turned white. He raised his fist and punched Draco square in the mouth. Blaise dropped him and he fell to the ground. He was punched so hard that his mouth was bleeding and half of his face was purple and black.

Blaise stepped back to see Draco roll on the floor with pain and then a few moments later he kicked him in the gut. Blaise looked down and shook his head. Students were standing on their seats and gathering around trying to get a glimpse of the scene. Teachers were getting out of their seats rushing to the boy rolling on the ground. Blaise left collected and calm. The teachers ran after him. Professor Snape pushed open the great big doors of the great hall but there was no sign of Blaise Zabini.

Draco was still laying on the ground at eight forty five. He wasn't rolling in pain anymore, he was just lying there looking straight at the bewitched ceiling. The professors were trying to get him to get up and let Madame Pomfrey heal him in the hospital wing but he was unresponsive. Draco wasn't brain dead just deep in thought of how he could have let this all happen.

Students were beeing shooed away and being told to get ready for morning classes they did as they were told.

Of course word had spread about Draco's beating from Blaise and by the time Nine o'clock, the time classes started, the entire school knew. Harry and Ron were glad that it happened and Hermione was worried.

The day went by as slow as it could.

Thank goodness Hermione had Arithmancy and History of Magic as her morning classes which she didn't have with Harry or Ron.

Lunch was the real obstacle she had to get over.

Hermione walked into the great hall and stopped dead in her tracks.

She saw Ginny sitting in her usual spot laughing and joking with her friends! Then of course Lavender was on Ron's arm kissing his cheek constantly. Strange feeling Hermione had.

Couldn't be jealousy could it?

No she was with Draco she can't be jealous.

But to flaunt that they had moved on right in front of her was just cruel. No one else was talking to her except Pavarti, who had also lost her best friend to a boy, the only thing she would talk about was her and Viktor Krum and how all the other girls were lucky and also the way Blaise turned on Draco.

Blah Blah Blah. Well except for the last part.

That whole time Hermione glanced at Ron and Harry and they glanced back. She would do her amazingly believable fake laugh now and then to make it seem that she wasn't all cut up inside when she really was. Hermione wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. Harry wouldn't let her.

When she left Harry followed.

"Hermione!" Harry ran after her.

This can't be happening.

"Hermione!" He became more persistent and finally caught up with her in the courtyard.

So many memories.

The bench.

The same bench she fell for Draco on, literally fell. The same bench she threw herself on when Ron had upset her. The same bench she had sat on for six years with her friends.

"Finally. You know Ron is really cut up inside." He sat down on the bench next to Hermione

"Like I'm not you git!"

"We miss you. We know you lied and we want to know the truth." He didn't even look at her. Hermione had so many thoughts she wanted to say out loud.

"We? I don't see Ron trying to solve things! He is hiding like usual!"

"We? I don't see Ron trying to solve things! He is hiding like usual!" She spit it out infuriated.

"He's very busy at the moment if you couldn't tell!" Still his head down but now raising his voice.

"Yes I saw!" She stood up and put her hands on her hips and stomped her foot.

"Well?" Harry finally picked up his head.

"Well what?" This back and forth of wells seemed to be everyone's favorite conversation these days.

"I'm waiting for an apology of course!"

"Apology! You want me to apologize to you?! Maybe when hell freezes over! If anyone deserves an apology it's me! You two attacked me right when I walked into the common room!" She walked away but Harry followed.

"You're a complete nutter! You lied and for what to hurt your friends?! We don't owe you a thing. Now that Ron has Lavender we can put that whole kiss thing behind us! Say your sorry! Why can't you just do that?" Now Harry was running after Hermione until she stopped.

"Put it behind us?! Well it has been behind me for some quite some time! And I can't say I'm sorry because I'm not and because you don't deserve it one bit!" Hermione twirled around and walked back to the bench. Harry followed.

"We didn't do anything to you when are you going to get it through your head!? You broke Ron's heart and even though Ron does have Lavender his heart is still broken. And you are so lucky we haven't told anyone about you and Malfoy! Everyone has their suspicions about you two why do think Blaise Zabini gave a good hit in the great hall at breakfast? Plus he is a death eater! Well almost. Who knows what will happen there. You could be killed!" Harry knelt down and grabbed Hermione by her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"How can you say that?! I'm going to be fine! I know what I'm getting into. I'm smart. I'm smarter than you and Ron put together will ever be. I've been the brains behind your success all these years! So don't you dare try to tell me what is good for me!" She threw her shoulders back to get Harry to let go.

"What?! It's been a team thing! You know it! When Malfoy hurts you don't even think about coming to me or Ron! For once we won't be there." He slowly turned and walked off.

Hermione put her hands in her lap and softly cried not because of her friends but because she knew that deep down Harry was right or least she thought he was. She thought everything would be okay soon with the three but now her hopes had been crushed and she knew way deep down nothing will be the same ever again. Her friends had walked out of her life.

The bench.

The same bench she knew now for sure that she had lost her friends.