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I get drunk on jealousy, But you'll come back each time you leave 'Cause, darling, I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream. - Blank Space Taylor Swift.

Chapter 3: If I jump I'll either fall or fly.

Hermione thought that she was imaging it at first, but after a few days, she was sure that she wasn't wrong, Professor Snape was looking at her oddly. It was like he was trying to figure out who she was, and it unnerved her, but she didn't say anything about it to Harry or Ron.

It was just another thing that she chose not to tell them.

It wasn't like she wanted to keep things from them; it was more they wouldn't understand any of it. She could imagine Harry's and Ron's face if she told them about her conversations and her letters to Narcissa, they would look at her like she had confessed to wanting to hug a Dementor.

Just thinking about Dementors made her shiver, and she would be glad when they were no where near Hogwarts. When she'd written to Narcissa and told her about the incident on the train the older witch had replied that Draco had already informed her, and she was trying to get Lucius to use his influence over the ministry to get them removed from Hogwarts.

Sirius Black had already gotten past the Dementors once, and if he were at Hogwarts or on his way there Hermione was certain he could do it again so having them there was pointless. She knew that the Professors and Dumbledore agreed with her, but it was like everyone at the ministry didn't think like everybody else.

It wasn't just Snape looked at her oddly or Narcissa, she was keeping from her friends, but the fact she was was using a Time-Turner to get to classes. But keeping the time-turner a secret from them was entirely to do with Professor McGonagall ordering her not to tell them. She had briefly considered ignoring Professor McGonagall and telling them, but she was certain that if she did her Head of House found out, then she wouldn't hesitate to take it away from her.

Sometimes Hermione wonders if her life would much simpler if she were Muggle not just for herself but for her parents. She still hadn't written home to her parents and she didn't know why. Usually she wrote to them the second day back at Hogwarts.

But every time she sat down and tried the words wouldn't come no matter how hard she tried to make them.

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Hermione was in potions, her eyes firmly on her cauldron. Every now then she'd look up thinking that Professor Snape's eyes were on her. Only to find him either glaring at another student usually Harry or Neville, or looking at potions' essays on his desk.

Not that she would admit it out loud, but Hermione found the lesson boring she was pretty sure she could brew the potion in her sleep. Now the potions in the book Narcissa gave her were complicated and would challenge her if she could brew them.

The lesson went by painstaking slow and at the end just as she was about to leave Professor Snape told Hermione to stay where she was.

Both Harry and Ron tried to stay with her, but Snape told them to leave his tone of voice leaving no room for argument.

There was silence, extremely uncomfortable silence, but Hermione fights the urge to talk because it was Snape that wanted to talk to her not the other way around.

"I have known Narcissa for many years and as her friend, I warn you to cut all ties with her now before you find yourself dragged into a world that you can't handle," Professor Snape finally says, his voice emotionless.

Hermione can't help wondering why he's telling her this. She isn't one of his Slytherins and he has never hidden the fact he found her annoying.

"I know what I am doing Professor," Hermione had wanted her voice to sound mature and confident, but it sounded the opposite.

"I believe that you think that, but you are wrong and somewhere, deep down, I think you know it," Professor Snape tells her and Hermione scowls in response. "You see, Miss Granger, there isn't a friend of Narcissa that doesn't know about your and her sudden and surprising new friendship. That surprises you doesn't it?,".

"Not in the slightest," Hermione's lying and they both know it.

"One day you are a Muggleborn Gryffindor, best friends with the boy-who-lived and the Weasley boy the next your blood status is to be forgotten and your house and friends to be ignored. A lot of people are curious as to why, maybe you should be too Miss Granger,".

She was being dismissed Hermione knew this and a part her wanted to stay, argue that he should mind his own business, but she doesn't.

No, instead she leaves and retreats to the library, even though she's supposed to be in charms, and writes a long letter to Narcissa.

Dear Mrs Malfoy,

Not so long ago I had a conversation with Professor Snape, who told me to cut all ties with you. I do not plan to follow his advice, however he did say something that I feel needs to be asked.

One day I'm a Gryffindor Muggleborn, hated by Purebloods and the next my blood status is to be forgotten by your friends so the question is why?.

Why all of a sudden is it to be forgotten?. Why does someone like you talk and write to someone like me?.

I don't want you to stop writing to me or me to stop writing to you. I enjoy talking to you I really do and I hope that you enjoy talking to me, but I do need my questions answered.

I hope that you are well and you reply soon.

Sincerely Hermione.

Once she'd finished writing, she left the library and went to the Owlery along the way, praying that no one stopped her. She used a Hogwarts owl, Hamlet one the most reliable of the owls.

She could have used her Time-Turner and gone to charms but she didn't. No, she returned to her dorm, she knew that there would be questions about missing lessons.

She knew Harry and Ron would worry, but at that moment time she didn't care she felt funny and wanted to be left alone.

Narcissa reply came three hours later and Hermione had eagerly accepted the letter from the owl.

Dear Hermione,

I have told you before call me Narcissa. Severus had no right to talk about things that don't concern him and I shall tell him so. I can sense that what Severus has said has left you feeling uneasy.

By making it known to my friends and associates that you have my support it will be easier for you in the future. I never told them to forget your blood status Hermione, they choose to because it makes them feel more comfortable.

They all think I have some cunning plan, a hidden motive for giving you my support but I do not.

Why does someone like me talk to someone like you well that answer is complicated.

Maybe I'm bored or maybe I can see that you have potential and it will go to waste without the right person guiding you to be better than everyone else.

Maybe it's because you are a Muggleborn, Gryffindor and best friends with Harry Potter. And your loyalty to Dumbledore, Potter, Gryffindor and the light side should be guaranteed yet at this point your loyalty is conflicted. Your blood says you are Muggle, but your heart is magical, maybe I sense the two sides fighting inside of you and want to help.

It could be all of these things or none of these like I said it is complicated, but you should know that if I meant you any harm I would have inflicted it by now.

Sincerely Narcissa.