LLL- Sorry about that. When I doubt something, normally I don't want to remember I made it. I just like to move on, but this time I will just focus more on detail because it was a lot going on in that last chapter. Thanks for the encouragement. I'll see how this one goes.

Hermione- I'm sure it'll be fine.

Snape- OK. But you don't own Harry Potter

LLL- Thanks for the encouragement. Not.

*Third Person POV*

Ron, Harry, and Neville are lying in their beds on the verge of sleeping when there is a large explosion and the castle shakes. Harry sits up in his bed.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yeah," Ron answers. He stands up. "What do you think it was?"

"I'm not sure, but let's check it out." Harry gets up and runs out the door. Ron follows, but instead of going downstairs, he runs up to go get Hermione. He enters her room and sees she isn't there. Ron rushes back down with Harry standing in the painting threshold.

"Hermione's not in her room."

"Where is she?" The castle shakes again and more students are starting to come down the stairs. Harry and Ron run out.

*Hermione's POV*

I fall to the ground as Draco shoots another curse at me. The wall next to me explodes and I roll over.

"Stupefy," I yell. He deflects the spell and I run the opposite direction. 'Draco is a deatheater, but what does he want from me?' I run aimlessly down the stairs and end up in the Great Hall. The ceiling above me snows and I look at it, trying to come up with a better idea. A dark cloud flies in and surrounds me. It doesn't take me long to realize that it's Draco in his smoke form.

He flies to the high table and looks down at me. "Every time I catch you, I underestimate your skill."

I back away from him. "WHAT ARE YOU!"

"Your worst nightmare."

"You're right. You are my worst nightmare. You're nothing but failure." He's down in front of me before I can blink. He looks into my eyes and I into his. Suddenly, they start to turn jet black. I scream. It takes a few steps back for me to gather my composure. "Reducto." Once again he defects it.

"How long will it take you to realize that I'm stronger than you?" Draco walks up to me and grabs my arms again. I don't run because I will only make things worse. I don't know what to do. Unexpectedly, he kisses me, prying my mouth open with his. I suddenly don't have the urge to move away. My memories are slowly leaving me. I can't remember what I ate for breakfast. I don't know why I'm standing. Where am I standing?

The room starts to spin and my longs lose air. The only thing I can think of is what's happening then and there. He's not kissing me. He's taking something out of me. Draco is literally sucking the life out of me. I try to push myself away, but shortly after, my arms fall limp, forgetting what I'm supposed to be doing.

"Mobilicorpus," someone shouts from behind me. Draco smashes into the high table and I fall on the ground to complete into complete darkness.

*Back to third person*

"Nice shot, Harry," Ron compliments.

"Thanks," he replies, running over to Hermione. "She's unconscious, but not dead."

"She's close to it. Look at her. She's blue."

"Crucio." The curse misses Ron by a hair. They move Hermione as quickly away from Draco as they can. Of course he follows them and they end up in the hallway just outside of the Great Hall. Draco walks patiently.

"Leave her alone Malfoy!" Harry shouts. Draco gives him a death stares. "Voldemort is forcing you to do this. We all know he is."

Draco laughs wildly. "Forcing me? You think the Dark Lord is forcing me to have this much power? "

"I just think you're mental," Ron mutters. Draco raises his wand.

"Expelliarmus." Harry shouts. His wand flies across the hall. Draco smiles and holds out his hand. His wand floats back to him. He presses the wand against his dark mark. It burns him, but he knows that this will summon others for help. He'll need it.

"Diffindo." A lantern next to Harry's head is sliced in half. Harry runs and slides behind a pedestal. Ron drags Hermione out of shot.

"Sectumsempra." Harry yells. Draco hits the floor and the curse flies over his head.

"Wow Potter. I didn't think you were into the dark arts. It feels good doesn't it?"

"Damn you, Malfoy." Snape runs into the scene, quickly drawing in what's happening. He sees Ron beside Hermione, unconscious.

"You didn't."

"I can't take the wait of it. I already got a taste." Snape stands in one spot, dumbfounded. He thought he'd have more time. Dumbledore is standing beside him the next second, followed by McGonagall. Draco knows now that he is unmatched. Students start pouring in from every which way to observe the commotion.

A crack is heard from inside of the Great Hall. In walks Bellatrix, Fenrir, and Dolohov.

"Avada Kedavra," she hisses, aiming at the nearest student and cackling as they hit the ground. Many students run at this point. Some pull out their wands, and some Slytherin stand and watch. Fenrir smile like he has walked into an all you can eat buffet.

Dumbledore is confused upon how they crossed the castle protective spells. Hermione sits up and rubs her head. She looks around and sees the confrontation. "Ron," she groans. "What's going on."

"Hermione, you're awake!"

"I wish I weren't," she says, looking around. The four deatheaters gather in the middle, watching each other's backs.

"You are always getting into something. Petrificus Totalus." The spell hits Dumbledore. McGonagall steps up.

"Incarcerous." Ropes wrap around all four of them tight enough so they can't move.

"Snape. You have to help us," Bellatrix says. Everyone looks at Snape unbelievably. The only opinion he can think about is Hermione's. She'd hate him. Then he decides what is right to do.

He holds up his wand and says, "Insendio." Fire shoots out of his wand towards McGonagall and the other students. This creates a brief shield for them. He grabs Draco's arm, knowing that he is attached to the others. He apparatus and lands on the floor of the Malfoy Manor. He glares at Draco, then Bellatrix and stands up.

*Snape's POV*

The dark lord sits in a chair in front of the fire place with Victoria next to him.

"So you made it out," he states.

I nod. "Yes my lord."

Victoria steps up and counts us. "Where is Dolohov." I look around, only to see that he is missing. "The breach I created was only powerful enough to take and bring back four people. You tried to bring back five and he got stuck there. You're lucky he is a Sirian. He can handle his own, but if he can't. It's on your head. All of you." We nod and exit.

"Severus," someone calls after me.

"I don't feel like talking. Leave me to myself." They stop following me and I continue to the door. When I'm outside, I sit on the side of the building and put my head into my hands. I can't help but doubt if I did the right thing. Me leaving was the only way she'd be safe. She won't understand. I just wish I had a way to explain things. As long as I keep a safe distance, I'll figure something out. I'll keep her safe.

*Hermione's POV*

Everyone is trying to clean up and discuss the situation. The deatheater that fell back to the ground also ended up apparating after two seconds. Ron and Harry walk over to me. "Are you OK?" Ron asks.

"I think so."

"What did Malfoy do to you?"

"I'm not sure."

"What were you doing out so late?"

"I don't know."

"Did he use the obliviate charm on you?"

"I – don't – know."

Dumbledore walks over to me. "Do you know how any of this might have started?"

"No. I- I don't know what's wrong. I can't remember a single thing from over the past week." McGonagall walks next to the headmaster.

"Is it what we feared?"

"I assume so. I just hope I'm wrong." With that creepy last statement, he walks off.

"I can tell you're better. You're not blue anymore," Harry points out. "Do you feel hurt?"

"No. I just feel like I'm missing something or someone. Someone important."

LLL- Well there it is. Hope you like.

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LLL- Hey!

Hermione- Well it's not like I'm lying.