Hi everyone! I am so sorry for posting this late. Forgive me. It's been very hectic in my household. I will try not to do it again, but no promises. Here is chapter six and I hope you enjoy. ~

I quickly step out of his warm embrace and straighten out my clothes. My day was going quite well until now. Snape tries to meet my eyes, but I refuse to make eye contact.

"Thank you, sir." I mumble under my breath low and quick. Without waiting for a response, I walk around him. Do not trip. Keep walking. Almost to my room.

"Miss Granger? Wait."

Damn.

I take a deep breath and put on my brave face. The anger and betrayal are starting to bubble up, but I force them down. I turn towards the sound without actually looking at him.

"Professor, if you don't mind, I am very exhausted and would like to go to bed." I say icily. I had never spoken to him or anyone that way before. At the moment, I did not feel guilty. I have a right to be this way.

Silence fills the hallway. After a few moments, I see his eyes narrow out the corner of my eye.

"The attitude is not needed Miss Granger. I was just going to compliment you for the performance you and Draco did this evening-" I cut him off with the same tone, but this time I look him straight in the eyes.

"I was not looking for your approval, Professor, but nevertheless, thank you."

His jaw hits the floor. For once, he does not try to hide his shock. Well, I thought I forced them down. I quickly end the conversation before my stubbornness hurts the situation further.

"If that is all, I'll be off to bed." I rotate on my heels and basically run into my room. I shut the door urgently as I hear footsteps fade into the distance. Breathing deeply, I try to calm my racing heart and walk to my bed. Sitting down, I think about the encounter moments ago.

The look on his face was amazing. He was completely and utterly shocked. It felt pretty good for a moment. Suddenly, the guilt starts to sink in. All the man was trying to do was compliment my singing.

Are you serious? My mind says to me. After everything he did, you feel bad for being rude to him?!

A few tears trickle down my face as the battle rages inside me. I put my head into my hands and try to take deep breaths. I'm finally able to pull myself together long enough to change into a tank and sweat pants. I crawl into my bed with a sense of dread. What will my nightmare be tonight? Crookshanks curls beside me and within minutes, we are both asleep.

Crookshanks is wrapped around my neck sound when I awake. I smile and carefully put him beside me. He fusses at the movement, but falls back into his slumber. I shake my head as I start to get ready for the day.

I walk to the bathroom where I'm met with the most horrible looking woman. The darkness under her eyes says she has not slept. The deadness in her eyes says she's heartbroken.

The reflection sighs at me. Retrieving my wand from my purse, I begin to hide everything. I cannot risk anyone seeing me this way, especially him.

Yesterday's events flood my mind. Will I react like that every time he talks to me? After I finish covering the evidence, I get into the shower. After thirty minutes of gaining the Gryffindor courage, I exit. There is no hiding from him. I dry myself as I head to my suitcase. I pull out matching bra and panties, blue jeans, and a pink button up. I quickly get dressed to realize what time it is.

Nobody's going to be out there for another hour! Oh well. I can use this time to read! Grabbing a random book off of the shelf, I leave my quarters to go to my favorite spot. I walk outside to see my tree by the lake unoccupied. The wind is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lake is sparkling. It's absolutely beautiful out here! I make my way over to the tree and take a seat while I'm opening the book.

It seems pointless after a few minutes since I cannot focus on the book. There are too many thoughts running through my head. Taking a deep breath, I close the book and set it next to me. I bring my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around them. I close my eyes as the wind blows my hair.

What am I doing here?

I sigh. I truly do not know. I should have left as soon as everyone saw I was ok. Why sit here and torture myself? Maybe I should just leave tonight.

No, you can't. You promised Harry you would stay at least two days.

I'm aware of the presence to my left as soon as he walks up. The strong smell hits my nose. Without opening my eyes, I speak to him causing him to laugh. "You're going to kill someone one day Mr. Malfoy if you keep pouring a whole bottle of cologne on you."

"How rude! I think I smell wonderful, thank you!" I laugh at him with my eyes still closed. "Hermione, What are you doing sitting out here by yourself?"

I shrug as I listen to the birds. "Everyone was still asleep, and I like to sit outside when I need to think."

"About what?"

Shit. I really need to quit opening my damn mouth!

"Different things; my parents, friends, and Hogwarts." It's not a complete lie, but not also the whole truth. I hear him scoff next to me.

I open one eye and peer at him. "What?"

"You are a terrible lair, Granger!" He says to me looking out to the lake. My other eye opens as I ask, "What are you talking about?"

"Whenever you are trying to hide something, you don't look people in the eye." He replies seriously. Oh, merlin! He knows me to well. We lock eyes for a moment.

"There you guys are!" We hear Harry call from behind us. I glance back.

When I look back at Draco, he stares at me as if he knows something. Before Harry gets to close, he whispers. "We'll talk later."

What could he possibly know? Does he know I want to leave again? Or worse? Maybe he knows who it was that caused me to leave in the first place. This is going to get very bad.

Draco helps me stand and says," I'll see you guys at breakfast. I left my books in my room." He locks eyes with me once again then walks away.

"What was that about?" Harry asks as we watch him leave.

"No idea." I lie.

Grateful that Harry shrugs it off, we walk together to the Great Hall. "Don't forget! The Quidditch game is today."

"Oh, yea! I almost forgot. You better kick Slythern's ass! I need to have something to mess with Draco about!" I say smiling.

Harry laughs and shakes his head. "No pressure."

After a few seconds, his eyes turn serious. I'm instantly worried. I try to make eye contact, but he keeps his eyes to the ground. After a minute, he comes back to reality. Noticing that I'm looking at him, he quickly recovers and begins talking again.

What the hell? I try to focus on what Harry is saying, but it's no use. I cannot get that look he had out of my head. It was a look of hopelessness. Quite frankly, it is scaring me to death. Just as we are about to enter the Great Hall, I pull him back.

He looks at me confused. "What?"

"What's wrong with you?" I say looking into his eyes. Harry's head ducks down to where I cannot see his face. I can tell he's about to lie to me.

"Don't you dare lie to me Harry James Potter!" I speak in a motherly tone. I get my favorite crooked smile before he finally talks.

"I don't want you to leave." Harry responds.

My heart drops to my toes at that moment. There I go again; hurting one of my best friends. When will it stop?

"Oh" is all I can muster as I feel tears whelp up in my eyes.

"I know you're going to. I can see it in your face you do not want to be here anymore, Hermione. I completely understand. I'm just going to miss you." He shrugs. I quickly hug him tight while fighting the tears.

"Let's not think of it today. We have to enjoy the time together, right?" I say softly looking at him. Harry is back to his normal self as soon as those words are out of my mouth. "Right. Come on. Breakfast is about to start." He latches onto my arm and about drags me into the Great Hall.

We take our seats right when the meal is served. The chatter that surrounds us is about this afternoon's game. Admittedly, I quite excited too! I am almost as bad as the boys when it comes to Quidditch!

I have barely have touched my food when a pair of black eyes are drilling themselves into the back of my skull. Oh, Merlin! Come on! My mind screams. This man will not stop, will he? I almost rip out his throat and he continues to stare me down. There is something about this stare I don't like one bit. It has a determination to it. Merlin, help me. This tells me he will try to talk to me at some point today.

Great.

I try to ignore the stare and continue eating. I look out the corner of my eye to see that Draco is staring into space. As I watch, I see him turn his head slightly. What is he doing?

Wait a second. He is looking at the Head Table. And Snape is looking at me.

After a few minutes, Draco still fails to realize I'm watching him. He's putting the pieces together! Oh, I'm in some deep shit.

At that moment, I see the light bulb go off. Draco has finally figured it out. He turns and looks me directly in the eyes. Draco Malfoy knew I left because I was heartbroken by someone. He had not known who, until now. The look in his eyes says it all. Draco then whispers so low that only I hear the three words I've been dreading.

"It's my Godfather."

All I can do is stare at him. What am I supposed to say? No? He's the first one to put the pieces together. None of them has guessed Snape, so I haven't had to lie. But now that he knows, do I? What if he confronts Snape? Then, what?

"Is it not?" He presses. "It all fits, Hermione."

I sigh. "Draco, can we please talk about this later? I will not lie to you, but I do not want to have this discussion here." He silently nods. We both turn back to our plates to resume eating. Harry and Ginny are looking at me with questioning looks like "What is wrong?" I just shake my head and mouth, "Don't worry about it."

Glancing back at Draco, I realize for the first time I cannot avoid the question any longer. I cannot say it was someone from school. The words "it was Severus Snape" will leave my mouth. And I am absolutely terrified.