Okay, first off, I am so sorry this chapter is so late! I mean, I know how stupidly riciously late this is! Thank you to Katoo, Lrose000 and Emzigale07 for reviewing, I appreciate all reviews so so SO much. Even the negative ones. Anyways, on with the chapter.

Hermione:

Pansy paled significantly as Dumbledore rose out of his seat. It was highly understandable, I mean she had told one major lie.

"I will give you both one more chance to confess. I must warn you the consequences of this are incredibly serious, so I advise you to confess now before we take this any further." He grey haired professor warned us. I stayed perfectly composed, whilst Pansy gulped, and looked as though she was about to be sick. She kept silent, as did I. I was merely telling the truth.

"I will have to extract the information myself, as if I allow you both to enter it into the pensive yourselves you may alter it. This way I will get the entire truth."

"Miss Parkinson you go first." She stood up, now visibly shaking as the memory was taken, and placed inside the clear tank.

Suddenly we were in a girls bathroom, it was dirty, and the walls were a faded blue. The sinks were grimy and white, the floor an unusual sludge colour.

Pensive Pansy placed a package on the side of the sink, and went into a cubicle. The Pansy standing next to me sobbed and covered her hands with her mouth.

Two girls walked in, one of them was Katie Bell, the other was Leanne.

"What's that?" Katie, asked, peering at the package.

"Leave it, Katie. Don't mess with it!" Leanne moaned, "can I have your lipgloss?"

"Yeah, sure." Katie replied, and while Leanne's back was turned placed the package into her bag. They left the bathroom.

"oh my God. No. No. NO!" Pensieve Pansy yelled at the same time as Pansy.

"Where is it? Where's the package! Oh my God!" He howed in pain, grabbing her arm and rolling the sleeve back.

There on Pansy's forearm was the dark mark.

"I think we've seen enough." Dumbledore said grimly, and we were back in his office.

Pansy slumped in her chair, sobbing.

"Miss Granger, you may now leave." Dumbledor told me.

"Yes, sir." I replied, walking out of the room.

Despite always knowing, seeing the mark on Pansy's arm was a brutal shock. The vile, squirming pattern, writhing on her skin, made me feel sick, and as soon as I'd left the office, I slumped against the wall in the corridor, putting my head between my knees and trying hard not vomit.

"Hermione?" A voice asked, nervous, and I felt the weight of someone sliding down the wall beside me, and placing an arm around my shoulders. "What happened?" the voice asked me, I didn't look up.

"Hermione?" the person tilted my head up to face them. It was Draco. I threw myself into his arms.

"I got you out of trouble, Draco." I whispered, "but, oh God. She did it. It moved, the mark moved. It moved!" I gasped, tears trickling down my face.

"I know, I know it's disgusting. It's okay. I won't let them hurt you, Hermione. I promise." He stroked my hair, and kissed the top of my head.

We sat there for a while, him holding me and stroking my hair, until I heard footsteps approaching us. Accompanied by gasping sobs. I sat up. Pansy.

"You! You! YOU WHORE!" she screeched, storming over to us, her tears had stopped. I stood up.

"You BITCH! You got me EXPELLED!" she cried, standing so close to me, I could feel her breathe on my forehead, she was after all a good five inches taller than me, thanks in part to the ridiculously high heels she was wearing.

"You planted the necklace, Pansy." I responded calmly, despite feeling really freaked out, I wasn't normally afraid of Pansy, I found her childish and brattish at worst, but this was different, she was so angry, she looked like she might break off one of her heels and stab me with it any second.

"You Goddamn tricked me, slag. You weasled it out of him, you want me gone so you can get your claws into my boyfriend, bitch." She slapped me round the face, hard.

"That's it, Pansy." Draco said, I turned to face him, with his blonde hair and pale skin, he looked like an angel. And an angry one. "Hermione didn't trick me. I told her. Of my own choice. Because you got me into this mess, and you did something bad, so you should get punished for it. And you know what? I am soo glad, you're being expelled, because I can hardly bear the thought of looking at your face. Because, Pansy, you disgust me. You actually repulse me. And if you lay a hand on my girlfriend again, you won't know what's hit you! Okay?" He spoke calmly, but the anger in his voice was hard to mistake. It sort of scared me.

Pansy gasped, and her eyes narrowed, and took on an insane glint. "I'm going to tell them all." She hissed, "I'm going to tell everyone about you two. I swear to God, I won't rest until both of you are destroyed." And with that she stormed off.

I gulped, this was not going to be pretty. I wasn't looking forward to the carnage.

"Don't worry, she won't do it," Draco, whispered in a tone that fell just short of reassuring.

"She will. I know she will." I whispered in reply.

Pansy (3rd person):

The tall blonde girl stalked angrily through the corridors, her golden hair falling behind her. To every person she passed, she whispered "Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are an item." When she got to the Syltherin common room, she tossed her hair back and strode in confidently.

"Are you okay?" another tall, tanned, blonde haired clone of Pansy asked her.

"I'm fine." She whispered, choking a sob back, but keeping her perfectly applied mask, "Malfoy and Granger are dating. Spread the word Lisa."

Lisa nodded.

She stalked up to her dormitory.

"Every body out!" she yelled, shooing teeny tiny 1st years out of the dorm. They scampered quickly, having faced the wrath of Pansy before. Once they were gone she slammed the door, and curled up in a ball, crying hysterically.

After half an hour, she picked herself up, combed through her sleek blonde waves, reapplied her mascara and began to pack up her clothes.

Draco:

When I arrived in the common room, every one stopped talking and stared at me.

"Eh, Boss, you dating that mudblood?" Crabbe asked me, in a slightly too obvious whisper.

"Shut up! She isn't a mudblood, you idiot!" I hissed in response.

"Well, she's hot for a fake wizard." An overly cocky 3rd year snickered and high fived his friend. I walked over to him, and he backed up against the wall.

"Hermione Granger is not a 'mudblood', 'fake wizard' or any other insult you may call her. She is the most talented wizard in our year, so grow up, and stop being so full of yourself." I shoved him back against the wall, then let go of him so he fell back down.

"Anyone else got a problem?" I yelled, and everyone stayed silent, storming to my dorm, I hoped no would remember in the morning.

They did.

Ron's Diary:

Dear Ernie,

Dean's friend's brother's cousin's boyfriend's told him Hermione is going out with that prat MALFOY!

How dare she? She's such a bloody traitor! He's in the house that shall not be named!

It's not like he's even good looking! Other than in a typical blonde angel-y kind of way.

Ron xx

Hermione:

I went down to breakfast the next morning and was met by vicious glares by most of the Gryffindor house.

"Traitor!" Ron hissed, and got up and walked away.

"Ignore him, he's an idiot." Ginny smiled at me, "You and Malfoy, are, um, cute together. It's not like he has the best taste in dates is it?"

"Okay." I agreed, reluctantly.

"Honestly, Hermione, it'll all blow over. Remember the whole goblet of fire incident?" Harry comforted me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Ron will get over it."

"How come you aren't mad?" I asked them, looking puzzled between them both.

"You're our friend, and we don't care who you date, as long as you're happy." Ginny explained, smiling. "Uh, oh. Here comes trouble, we'll leave you alone with Malfoy."

They got up and left, waving goodbye.

Draco slid down beside me.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't think she'd tell everyone." He whispered.

"I don't mind, they were gonna find out anyway." I replied.

"so long as they know…" he shrugged and lent forward to kiss me.