AN: Hey guys thanks for all the great reviews! :) You guys rock! Please let me know if there is anything that you think I should add :) I love the feedback so far! Also if you haven't checked out the song by Delta Rae I highly encourage it! Again, it's called "Forgive the Children We Once Were", which is where I got the title to my fic! Also, I do NOT own any of the characters, unfortunatly :( Have fun reading!
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Hermione sat in the auburn light of the library taking notes of the books that the library lacked. Even as a student she had noticed that Hogwarts could and should expand the number of books they had. As the librarian she was finally able to change what she wanted about the school, or at least the library. And for the time being, changing the library was enough for Hermione.
A large amount of books were beginning to pile around her desk. Some still needed to be sorted, some needed new tags, some needed new binding and some were just a hopeless wreck. Hermione was beginning to tire, after the long day. She was about to stand up to begin to close up when an owl fluttered in and landed on her desk. She was surprized by the scoll it held. The Gryffindor slowly pet the bird and took the note.
"Hermione Granger," It read, "Sunday is just around the bend and I am sorry to inform you that I am needed back at my manor. It is purely a family matter and I am truely sorry that I will not be able to talk with you. If there was any way to avoid it I would, but I'm afraid to say that there is not. Please forgive," signed, "D.M."
Hermione slouched back onto the chair in disappointment. She instantly wondered if the Slytherin was telling the truth. Draco had never been the most truthful boy, maybe he just didn't want to talk with her. Maybe she made him uncomfortable. It was already friday night and the children were most likely in their rooms. She wondered what made him write her so late. She only assumed that he would be leaving that night.
Hermione closed down the library and wrapped her cloak around herself. She wanted to get to the bottom of it. She needed to know what Draco was really doing. Although, it worried Hermione, she couldn't help but wonder if something she said had made Draco uneasy. When she had told him that she didn't blame him and that he wasn't the same as his family, something changed in his eyes. At first she had thought it was a good change, but now she obviously had second guesses. It worried her that someone with Draco's self-poisoning personality had written her such a note.
As the curly-haired girl made her way down the old halls something sickening gripped her stomach. Something was terribly, terribly wrong.
Sorry that one was a little short! But what do you think is gonna happen?! Eeee! R & R pweeease!