LLL- Hey BlackwingCrow2435. I hope you enjoy this one.

Hermione - Why just her?

LLL- Well... I mean, the story IS about her. She's the main character.. Triniti. Or did you forget?

Hermione- Maybe... but what I didn't forget is that you don't own Harry Potter :P

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She looks out at the school yards through the large glass clock face. The hands move rhythmically and her thoughts tangle as she tries to revamp her memory. She thinks deeply into her childhood. The faces of her parents pop up. She then remembers a house with portraits of a man on the walls. He has long bleach blonde hair and cold blue eyes. For some strange reason, nothing else is memorable.

"Ugh!" She drops to her knees, holding her head as the incomplete memories scatter. After a few minutes of frustration and deep breathing, she stands up and walks from which she came. There are occasional students who pass her laughing and talking. She makes her way back to the common room. Ron, Hermione, and Harry are still sitting and talking. They hadn't noticed her entry.

"So," Harry says, "None of us are leaving for winter break?"

"No," Hermione agrees. "Staying on school grounds is probably safest. I hear V...voldemort has been quiet lately. Don't you think that is quite suspicious?"

"Yes. I guess you are right. Are you guys sure. I could just stay here alone," Harry asks.

"Of course we are sure. It'll most likely keep our families safe as well."

Triniti steps up. "Hi."

The three turn around and Hermione stands. "Hello. Did you take a good look around?"

"Yes, but I think I got lost. If you guys don't mind, I'd love that tour." Triniti scratches the back of her head with an awkward smile.

"We'd love to give you a tour." They stand up and lead the way. Together they give her tips on how to remember where places are, showing her the dungeon, the great hall, the quidditch field and many more significant places.

As the walk back to the great hall Harry says, "This is a really weird castle. I'm sure there are places that even we haven't been yet."

"Wow. That's possible?"

"Very much so," Hermione smiles. "It's just about time for dinner." The four sit at the table and grab food from the center.

"Hey you guys." Someone walks up to the table and sits next to Ron.

"Hey Neville."

"Harry. My mom sent me a new broom. But i'm not exactly sure how to ride it. Do you think you can show me sometime?"

"Sure thing. You're not going home for the break?" Hermione asks him.

"No. My parents are out of town so I told them I'd stay here." He then catches sight of Triniti. "Who's that."

"Oh!" she says, surprised. "I'm Triniti. I'm new here."

"New?" Neville thinks about the possibilities of a student enrolling at Hogwarts in the middle of the year and comes up with nothing. At that moment, someone catches Triniti's eye and she stands up. It's Draco. He waves off his friends and walks out.

"Thanks for the tour!" She calls as she leaves the great hall. When she is into the hallway Draco is gone. She squints her eyes from curiosity. 'There's no way he could have left the hall before I could show.' She creeps around the corner and he wraps his arm around her throat, holding his wand to her face.

"Didn't I tell you that this school isn't safe."

"You never said that you were the danger."

"Why are you following me?"

"Maybe I just wanted to talk…"

He loosens his grip, eventually letting her go. "Talk about what?"

"I don't know." she shuffles ahead of him and he follows behind cautiously. "You just seem lonely to me."

"Lonely. I just finished eating with 3 other people."

"That doesn't mean anything. I also recently saw you alone, thinking. Just because you are near people doesn't mean you aren't still by yourself."

"I don't see your point."

"There doesn't have to be one for you to see it."

"Ok, now you're confusing me."

"Right. I figured that much."

"What's that supposed to mean?" He says, getting irritated.

"Dumbledore…" She states, changing the subject.

"What?"

"Dumbledore. His office. Have you ever been in it?"

"Yes. Once or twice maybe."

"Great," Triniti circles around him. "Have you ever broken into Dumbledore's office before?"

Draco now looks suspicious. "No…"

"Do you want to?"

"Not really." Draco is unsure answering her questions now. There is an unreadable glint in her eye that is all too memorable. She grabs his hand and pulls him. The two run down the halls as the sun descends beyond the horizon. They reach the large stone bird entrance to Dumbledore's office.

"Lemon Drop." The bird swivels around and unveil the stairs.

"How did you know his password…. What are we doing?"

"Me Draco. You haven't noticed? Something is off and i'm going to find out what it is. Dumbledore brought me here," she whispers. "But I can't remember anything! But there is one thing that I remember. Something that is important. My wand." She pulls a light wooded wand out of her sweater. "And this isn't it. It's got to be in there." She runs up the stairs. Draco has a short mental debate before following her. When he gets up the steps she has already opened the large oak doors and entered herself. He peeks his head in and sees her behind the desk looking around. She looks up in at him and smiles. "He's not here. Now come help me find my wand." Somewhat reluctantly, Draco runs in to assist her.

"What does it look like?" he asks.

"It's black and a little red." They shuffle through things.

"Maybe you shouldn't try to find it."

She stops and looks up at him in disbelief. "What?"

"I mean, if Dumbledore has it, then it must be for good reason right?"

She shakes her head and continues to rummage. "You don't even know what you're saying do you. A part of my life is missing. He stole it."

"Maybe he didn't.."

"Then do you know where it is! Do you know what it is?" She glares at him but he avoids her daggers and acts as if he is looking more.

Searching more, she spots a photo on Dumbledore's desk and picks it up, studying it. "Hey Draco. Come here."

He walks over to her and she shows him the picture. "Do you know this man?" Draco looks at the long hair man with grey eyes as he looks around the scene.

"That's my father."

Her eyes widen "Your father? I know him…."

"No you don't. You've never met him." Draco becomes slightly alarmed.

"Yes. My wand, the mark, my parents, and a portrait of this man are the only really clear things in my memory that do not match together. And he is your father?"

"It's getting late. We should probably go."

Triniti narrows her eyes as Draco again scurries off subject. "You're lying."

"What?!"

"You're playing with me."

"What are you going on about now?"

"If this is your father…. then you know something, don't you? You're in it with Dumbledore. That's why you've been trying to get me to leave this entire time. That's why you approached me first to begin with." She throws the picture on the desk and walks out of the office. He follows her, grabbing her wrist.

"Trin, stop."

"Trin?! You've even got a nickname for me. You know me? You know what is wrong with me and you don't want to fix it." She snatches her arm away from him. "Stay away from me." She walks down the stairs.

"I'm trying to help you!" He yells after her. This makes her pause at the bottom of the steps. She hears his footsteps as he gets closer. "You're right. I know. I know almost everything but it isn't what you think."

"Then what is it?"

"I thought you were dead."

She turns around, annoyance peaking. "What?"

"We thought they'd killed you along with your parents."

"My parents? Are…. are my parents dead?"

He looks at the floor. "Yes."

Triniti grabs both of his arms. "How!? What else is there? You've got to tell me more."

He avoids looking into her blue eyes. "I can't."

"What do you mean?" Her grip loosens as she becomes weaker at heart.

"I can't tell you. I'm sorry. Just, stay away from me and stop trying to figure things out." He brushes her arms off and walks away, leaving her sad and angry beyond all.

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Draco - Stupid muggle...

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