The Subjugation of Hermione Granger

Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe and all the characters are property of J.K. Rowling and whomever else has a finger in the huge franchise. I do not. I make no money nor do I claim any ownership of the people, places, and things (unless I make them up as we go). It is only to have some fun do I write this story, in hopes of some entertainment.

Warning: This chapter contains scenes with course language, mature themes and sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.


Hermione groaned in frustration. Curling up into a ball, she squeezed her eyes shut tightly and tried valiantly to sleep some more. Just as she thought she was beginning to drift off once again, Crookshanks jumped up onto the bed and stuck his face into Hermione\'s, nuzzling his nose against hers, a loud purring coming from his belly. Flopping onto her back and opening her eyes, Hermione grabbed her cat and stroked his orange head in exasperation.

It had been a fretful night. Sleep hadn\'t come easily, or at all really. Having Ginny, Lavender and Parvati know her secret, know that she was seeing Draco Malfoy, in whatever capacity, was upsetting. It wasn\'t something that she wanted to get around the school. She had gotten her two roommates to promise that they wouldn\'t tell anyone, which gave her a day, maybe two at the most, of silence. Lavender had the biggest mouth at Hogwarts and it was only a matter of time before she let slip, accidentally on purpose, the juicy bit of news. Hermione sighed heavily.

Looking over to the two empty beds of her roommates, Hermione felt the dagger of fear slide over her skin. It was illogical to think that she could keep the two girls quiet at all times, especially when they didn\'t have the same classes, but she figured that the more she could keep the two girls in sight, the better chance she had of stemming the flow of gossip. Sometimes being up so late studying and then sleeping in was a curse. If only she could wake up early.

With a grumble and moving very slowly, Hermione climbed out of bed and began her daily routine. Crookshanks watched from his position on her pillow, almost as if he were laughing at his mistress. \"Don\'t look at me in that tone of voice you mangy cat,\" Hermione commented as she cast the animal a withering look before trudging down the stairs to the Gryffindor common room.

Just as Hermione reached the entrance to the common room, the portrait swung oand and a crowd of bustling students swept inside, jostling the bushy haired witch in their haste. Ginny rushed in and the two girls caught each other\'s eyes. \"Hermione, where have you been?\" the red head asked. \"You missed breakfast completely.\"

\"What?\" Hermione exclaimed in shock, putting her hand to her belly. She felt the rumble of hunger and sighed. \"I guess I\'m on a diet.\" She looked down at her stomach and pouted, a silent apology to herself.

\"Like you need a diet,\" Ron stated as he stepped into the common room. He looked away sheepishly as Ginny frowned at him for eavesdropping. He shrugged his shoulders. \"What? Look at her. She’s too skinny as it is.\"

\"I don\'t know,\" Dean piped up. He circled Hermione with a smile and crossed his hands over his chest. \"I\'ve always thought she looked decent.\"

Ginny glared angrily at her boyfriend. \"Decent? Is that supposed to be a compliment?\" she rolled her eyes in disgust. She stopped suddenly and looked over her shoulder at Dean. Her face froze in ire. \"And one more thing…\" She slapped him on the arm. \"That\'s for checking out my friends.\" Ginny stalked off with Dean following her, trying to apologize but making things worse by chuckling.

\"Where\'s Harry, Ron?\" Hermione asked timidly.

Ron looked over his shoulder as if expecting to see his best friend right behind him and shook his head. \"I thought he was right behind me.\"

As if on cue, Harry stepped through the opening. He came up short at seeing Ron and Hermione looking at him. His face flushed. He took a deep breath, as if he was building his courage, and strode over to his two friends. \"You missed breakfast again Hermione,\" he explained softly. \"I thought you might be hungry.\" In his hands he held a fruit cup and handed it to the girl. Harry then reached into his pocket and pulled out a granola bar.

\"Thank you Harry,\" Hermione said lightly. She looked at the food in her hands and then up at the teen. She smiled as their eyes met.

They stood there in silence as the other students milled about around them. Not knowing what to say, Hermione eventually slipped the granola bar into her pocket and fingered the fruit cup. It was a small gesture to bring something for her. Harry had done so many times before when she had slept in a bit later than expected. She had also done the same for him. It was a good sign she thought.

The common room slowly emptied out as the other students rushed off to their first classes of the day. \"So,\" Harry said, trying to break the deafening silence.

\"So,\" Hermione parroted, looking down at the fruit cup in her hands. Her stomach groaned again at the sight of the food. The young woman wondered if it would be rude to eat in front of Harry as they stood in the middle of the common room. Having her gut protest once again, quite loudly spurred her on and she scarfed down the fruit.

Harry brought his hand up to scratch his nose in order to hide the amused grin that grew on his face at seeing the usually exceedingly prim and proper Hermione Granger eating so recklessly. \"You must be hungry.\"

A deep blush rose on her cheeks and Hermione nodded sheepishly. \"A little.\"

\"What are you two doing still standing there?\" Ron exclaimed as he came bursting down the stairs, his arms laden with books. \"Classes are starting any minute and you don\'t even have your texts or anything.\"

Hermione cast a startled glance at Harry and a gurgling gasp bubbled from her open mouth. \"Holy cricket!\" she exclaimed.

\"Thanks Ron,\" Harry shouted as he and Hermione dashed to their respective dormitories to retrieve the supplies they would need for the morning\'s classes.

Throwing open her trunk, Hermione rifled through the contents, jamming several texts into her bag, along with half a dozen rolls of parchment, a dozen bottles of ink, and two quills. She spun around the room, thinking desperately for anything that she may have forgotten.

\"Hermione!\" Harry called from the common room. \"Are you still up there?\"

\"Yes,\" she gasped. \"I\'ll be right down. Wait for me?\"

\"Of course. Just hurry. We have potions!\"

Harry\'s voice sounded panicked and Hermione groaned loudly. This was not a good start to the day.

\"Running a tad late this morning?\" the painting of the fat lady in the pink dress commented as the two teens dashed from the Gryffindor common room. Hermione rolled her eyes but didn\'t bother to reply. They had no time. Professor Snape was assuredly going to take off house points for this. The only problem was that wouldn\'t be the only thing. The Potions professor would also lecture them, give them extra homework, and generally make the morning a living Hell.

\"I hope we don\'t run into any professors out in the halls. All we need is for Professor Flitwick or Professor McGonagall looking to \'quiz\' us,\" Hermione panted.

They wheeled around a corner and trundled down the stairs into the dungeons of the castle. The light was dimmer and the temperature cooler, but heavier. \"Actually,\" Harry began, \"If we get caught in a quiz, at least we will have an excuse as to why we\'re late.\"

\"Good point. Come on Professor Sprout, send some Devil\'s Snare after us.\" Harry chuckled making Hermione smile.

They stopped outside the Potions\' classroom and tried to catch their breath. Harry caught Hermione\'s eye and snapped his fingers in mock disappointment over not being caught by another teacher. Hermione stifled her giggle with her hand but sobered up instantly as the door was flung open. She looked up into the menacing face of Professor Snape.

\"Well, well, well,\" he drawled. \"Miss Granger, Mister Potter, so good of you to join us. I do hope the class isn\'t interfering with some other appointment you may have.\" As Harry and Hermione shook their heads in defeat, Draco Malfoy and a couple other students snickered. \"Take your seats so we can begin. Or would you rather delay the class some more with your disrespect?\"

\"No sir,\" they both said quietly.

\"Excellent,\" Professor Snape said icily. \"However, for being late for class, that will be ten points each from Gryffindor. See that it doesn\'t happen again.\"

Harry and Hermione sat down at their usual worktable and pulled out their parchment and quills. \"I figured we were going to get detention,\" Harry whispered to Hermione.

Before Hermione could respond, Professor Snape swirled around, his robe billowing behind him. He cast a dark glare at Harry. \"Mister Potter stand up.\" Harry stood up slowly, an anxious look on his face. \"If you can not refrain from talking to your little girlfriend I\'m going to have to separate the two of you. Mister Malfoy, please change seats with Mister Potter.\"

\"What?\" Hermione screeched. She looked behind her to Draco Malfoy and noticed his evil leer. She narrowed her eyes and glared back.

\"Quickly,\" Professor Snape snapped. \"I want no more interruptions. I will explain only once the potion you are to brew today and I expect you all to be done by the end of the hour.\"

Hermione watched Harry move back to sit beside Blaise Zabini with a sunken heart. Just when things seemed to start falling into place, something made them fall apart. She knew Potions class wasn\'t the most appropriate place to converse with Harry, but they could have whispered surreptitiously to one another, tried to talk a bit, but thanks to Professor Snape and his snarkiness Harry was several seats away and Draco Malfoy was beside her.

Draco leaned close and his hot breath brushed across her neck as he whispered to her. Hermione shivered in spite of herself. \"So Granger, why were you and Pothead late?\"

Hermione couldn\'t help the smug grin as she turned slowly towards Draco. \"Jealous?\" she asked sweetly.

\"Bah,\" he snorted. \"Not likely.\"

They pored over the instructions and readied their ingredients in thick silence. Hermione could feel Draco\'s eyes bore into her every few minutes. It was driving her buggy. \"What?\" Hermione finally gasped as the Slytherin wizard stared at her again. \"Why are you staring Malfoy?\"

\"I\'m not staring, you barmy little witch.\"

\"Then why are you looking at me?\"

Draco smiled thinly. \"Just thinking on a little game I\'ve wanted to try.\"

Hermione paled. \"Not in class!\" she hissed, her jaw clenched and her lips froze in a tight line. \"Are you completely bonkers?\"

\"What makes you think I was talking about that? Full of yourself, are you?\"

\"No,\" Hermione stated with assurance. \"I just know what a sick and twisted person you are.\"

Draco reached into his pocket and wrapped his long fingers around his wand. Hermione watched out the corner of her eye and held her breath nervously. \"You can\'t do this!\"

Leaning over, Draco reached across Hermione and grabbed an empty vial from the tray. With delicate precise movements, Draco pulled the tube out of the tray and drew it to him. Hermione followed the glass with her eyes. It swung lazily in the air. Draco was smiling evilly. She looked into his eyes and then down at his empty hand. It wasn\'t empty. He was holding his wand. With his lips almost touching her ear, Hermione heard Draco whisper, \"Imperio.\"

Whimpering at the sudden loss of control over her body, Hermione went rigid in her seat. The bubble of Draco\'s influence surrounded her being and weighed her will down. She felt the pressure of Draco\'s will invade her mind and pushed at it.

Draco\'s eyes opened wide at the resistance. His lip curled up in annoyance as his eyes narrowed to slits with his concentration. Sweat began to bead on his forehead and he noticed the light sheen just above Hermione\'s lip also. The stress was beginning to make him dizzy, but he growled low in defiance. A mudblood wasn\'t going to best him.

Professor Snape scowled at the two students staring at each other so intently. His dark eyes flicked back and forth between the pair. Letting a sharp sigh escape his mouth, the teacher stood up quickly and exclaimed tersely, \"Miss Granger, is it not enough that you are late and disrupt the class, but now you feel it necessary to distract Mister Malfoy from his studies? If you are so intent on being a burden to the class and wasting everyone\'s time, I will be forced to give you detention.\"

Hearing Professor Snape\'s tirade, Hermione jumped in her seat and swivelled her head to the front. The interruption proved costly as Hermione lost her concentration. Draco\'s influence took over her mind and she felt herself pushed to the far recesses of her being. She was once again under Draco\'s control. Worse, she had just received a detention.

\"And Mister Malfoy,\" Snape continued. \"Despite any distractions you may be experiencing this class, I expect nothing short of perfection from your potion. There should be no excuse for shoddy work from a top student such as yourself. Do I make myself clear?\"

Keeping his wand trained on Hermione, hidden inside his robes, Draco nodded lightly at the teacher. \"Crystal, sir. I\'ll make sure the potion is perfect.\"

\"See that you do.\"

Knowing that Professor Snape was watching them now, Draco hissed to Hermione, \"Get working on your potion Granger. We wouldn\'t want anyone to realize that something is wrong, now would we? You might as well prepare the ingredients for me also. I have my hands full at the moment.\"

Hermione lost herself in the potion making. From a detached aura, the young witch was able to watch herself work. Her fingers nimbly worked the small knife and chopped the ingredients into small neat pieces. She smiled to herself at the efficiency and skill. She doubted Draco could do such a good job. It galled her that Professor Snape showed such favouritism. It wasn\'t fair. At least the Potion\'s professor couldn\'t deny her marks.

As she set the knife down gently on the tabletop, Hermione could feel Draco starring at her again. How she wanted to haul off and hit him again like she did that one time in third year. She clenched her mouth tight and ground her teeth in frustration. Although her body showed no signs of stress, the tension within her was mounting.

Draco frowned. Hermione wasn\'t moving. He blinked a couple times and shook himself out of his daydream. \"Finished are we?\" he asked quietly, his voice laced with amusement.

Hermione turned to look at him with a furious expression. \"Yes, as a matter of fact, I AM finished. Is this how you get all your assignments completed? You have someone else do them for you? You don\'t deserve the grades you get.\"

Draco frowned angrily. \"I\'ll have you know, I do all my own work. Usually. Today however, I was presented with a golden opportunity and wasn\'t about to let it slip away.\"

Making a sound of exasperation, Hermione turned away.

\"Tut, tut, my dear,\" Draco cooed sinisterly. \"No need to be rude. For that you will have to be punished.\"

\"Isn’t this punishment enough?\" Hermione hissed through clenched teeth. \"Sitting next to you and listening to you prattle on is torture.\"

\"Oh ho! Is that so? Well, let\'s see if I can make it better for you,\" Draco rubbed his chin thoughtfully. A gleam sparkled in his eye as he looked at Hermione. \"Take off your knickers.\"

\"What?\" she gasped, her voice raising an octave.

\"Is there a problem, Miss Granger?\" Professor Snape asked icily.

\"No sir,\" Hermione answered quickly. \"Malfoy…\"

\"Mister Malfoy,\" Snape corrected.

Rolling her eyes, Hermione replied, \"Mister Malfoy has just informed me that we only have a short time left to complete the potion. I had lost track of time.\"

\"Good cover,\" Draco whispered out the side of his mouth. \"I find it difficult to believe, Miss Granger, that a student of your… capabilities should be worried about the time remaining. I would have assumed that you would have completed the project by now.\"

\"Very nearly, Professor,\" Hermione said slowly. The liquid in her cauldron was bubbling merrily and the steam rising from it was the proper purplish hue. She sighed in relief.

Professor Snape strode over to Hermione and Draco\'s worktable and gazed into their cauldrons. \"Very good Mister Malfoy. Miss Granger, I expected better.\" With that said, he began to wander around the classroom, checking the other student\'s work.

Hermione hung her head down in anger. How dare Professor Snape tell Draco his potion was good, while hers was sub par? They were the same potion! Draco had used the ingredients that she had prepared. She had even stirred the liquid seeing as how Draco needed his wand trained on Hermione at all times.

\"Granger,\" Draco breathed into her ear. He was leaning very close and she could smell the light scent of cologne on his skin. \"You prolonged the inevitable by getting the attention of Snape before, but now I want your knickers. Take them off.\"

Having no option while under the Imperious Curse, Hermione made to stand up. Draco grabbed her arm in alarm and kept her from rising. \"Do it discreetly Granger.\"

Pulling her chair tight against the worktable, Hermione hiked up her skirt enough to slip her fingers through the leg of her panties, and slowly pulled at them. She had to raise her butt off the chair a moment to be able to slip the garment down her legs. Once past her knees, she let the thin cloth fall to her ankles where she used one foot to raise them to her hands. Hermione could feel her face flush. Here she was in class and she had just removed her knickers. She didn\'t dare look at anyone. The thought that someone had seen her made her heart beat so fast she thought it would explode.

Draco giggled in glee as he snatched her white cotton panties out of her hand. Running his fingers over the delicate fabric, he shifted in his seat uncomfortably. \"How boring,\" he whispered. \"You should really find something a bit racier. I want to see something sexy next time.\"

\"Not bloody likely Malfoy,\" Hermione said fiercely.

\"You\'re showing quite a little attitude for someone under the Imperious Curse Granger,\" Draco commented, narrowing his eyes in anger. \"I think you should shut your gob and be a right proper little girl.\"

Under the influence of the spell, Hermione snapped her head to the front and went rigid in her seat. With her back straight, her knees pressed together, the young woman sat primly waiting for her next instruction.

Draco held back his snigger. \"Now let\'s not get carried away, Granger. We both know you aren\'t that innocent.\" An evil little smirk spread over his face. \"You\'re a naughty little witch. Why don\'t you show Snape how naughty? Spread your legs Granger.\"

With a gasp of panic, Hermione felt her legs part. The pungent air of the room flowed over her skin and she shivered. With all the cauldrons simmering on open flames, the classroom was very hot and smoky. Hermione hoped that the smoke was enough to hide what Draco was making her do. For once in her life, Hermione wished that she had chosen the back of the class to sit instead of right at the front.

Draco could see the anxiety in Hermione\'s eyes. He liked to see the embarrassment and humiliation. He craved it. As a Malfoy, it was his station to be in control, it was his duty to make sure everyone knew it. And it was a pleasure. It felt right to show all those not of his stature their proper place in life, that they were beneath him. It was power. It was his due.

\"More Granger, spread those legs more,\" he chuckled. \"We both know your legs open much wider than that.\"

\"Stop this Malfoy,\" Hermione pleaded even as her legs moved apart. \"Why do you want to humiliate me so?\"

\"Because I can,\" was his cool reply. \"I have suffered in your academic and Pothead\'s magical shadows for five and a half years. Now I finally have a chance to knock you down a peg or three. What would the school think if their precious little Hermione Granger suddenly became a mite indecorous?\"

Hermione\'s heart stopped at his admission. He sounded so jealous and angry. To her ears, it sounded like Draco was willing to go to any lengths to exact a bit of vengeance. \"Draco, please,\" Hermione pleaded beseechingly.

\"Using my given name to win some points, eh Hermione,\" he sneered, her name dripping from his lips in cold sarcasm. He leaned close, his lips almost touching the shell of her ear. \"I like the sound of begging Granger. By doing so only makes me want more.\"

Hermione\'s face darkened in resolve. \"You won\'t get any more out of me.\"

The two students became quiet as Professor Snape walked by them, casting a suspicious glare their way. As their teacher busied himself with marking some essays, Draco leaned back over to Hermione. \"I\'m going to hear you beg some more today Granger. Pull your skirt back. Play with yourself. Frig that pussy of yours with your hand.\"

\"No!\" Hermione breathed in alarm even as her fingers slipped under her skirt and drew along her lips. Hermione was close to panicking. This was too much. Her classmates surrounded her. The professor was only a short distance away. If he looked up, she was done for. Her scholastic career would be over.

Warmth flooded between her legs and coated her exploring fingers. Her eyes opened wide in shock. She flicked her eyes to the professor. He was engrossed in his grading. His hair hung down, hiding his face from view. His dark eyes pored over the parchments. Hermione wondered what his eyes would look like clouded with desire. She wondered what his long fingers would feel like on her body instead of wrapped around a quill. Her body shuddered lightly as her fingers slipped along her pussy.

Draco smiled in wonder at the flushed face of Hermione. He saw the look of hunger grow in her eyes. He watched Hermione\'s pink tongue dart out and wet her lips. Slowly, he began to lean towards her, longing to hear her moans, to touch her skin, to taste her heat. His eyes closed slowly as he neared Hermione. His lips parted to cover hers.

A loud crash broke Draco out of his stupor and he turned quickly to locate the disturbance. Every other student in the class, except Hermione, looked to see what was the matter also.

\"Miss Zabini,\" Professor Snape exclaimed in a steady, yet menacing tone, \"Do try to be a tad careful. Little accidents like dropping a vial may seem harmless enough, but rest assured if that happened with a volatile potion the outcome could be rather… extreme.\"

\"Yes Professor. My apologies Professor,\" Blaise replied as she knelt down beside her worktable and went about cleaning up the mess with her wand. She looked up into Draco\'s eyes and scowled at him. She shook her head subtly, her face showing the anger she held within. Draco realized that she had been watching him. He turned away from her slowly, wondering just what the Slytherin witch suspected.

Hermione let a soft gasp escape her mouth as her finger sank deep into her pussy. The sound caught Draco\'s attention again and he turned his blue eyes to her. She was slouching in her chair, her legs spread quite wide as she pumped her dainty finger in her body. It wasn\'t enough for the girl and she added a second finger. Her other hand clawed at the tabletop, her nails scratching the wood as she pleasured herself.

\"Oh fuck,\" Hermione mouthed as she felt her body near its peak. Her hips moved lightly as her fingers worked inside her. She tingled all over. She closed her eyes and gasped when her palm slid along her clit. Jamming her fingers as deep as she could, Hermione brushed her palm over her clit. The pleasure was so great.

As her eyes opened, Hermione looked straight into the astonished face of Professor Snape. His eyes were wide in disbelief. Her mouth opened in utter horror, but quickly turned to overwhelming passion as her climax washed over her. She sighed silently, her whole body shuddering, all the while staring into the dark eyes of Professor Snape. It was the most intense orgasm she had ever given herself. The fact that she was in a room full of people and she had been found out made her body overflow with sensations. She whimpered as the incredible pleasure began to fade and she realized that she was in serious trouble. She didn\'t sit up, nor did she stop playing with her pussy. Draco had yet to tell her to stop. The professor was getting quite the show.

Professor Snape\'s face returned to the mask of intimidation he always wore. He sat up straighter and flicked his eyes around the class before coming back to Hermione. \"Mister Malfoy,\" he said tersely. \"To my desk.\"

Draco jumped at the harsh tone of his professor and nearly dropped his wand. Regaining control he looked helplessly toward Hermione before dropping his wand into his pocket. Slowly, fearfully, he walked to the teacher\'s desk.

Hermione shook her head as a wave of dizziness shot through her. She pushed herself back up in her chair and straightened her skirt. Her face flushed hotly. The fear rushed through her and her heart hammered in her chest. What was professor Snape going to do to her for such a lewd act? She couldn\'t begin to imagine the harsh consequences for her lascivious actions. Getting involved with Draco Malfoy seemed to be the worst thing she had ever done. Things were falling apart very quickly. Her friendships were in disarray, but now her academic career might be at an end.
Hermione had to fight back the tears.

The sound of Professor Snape\'s voice floated to Hermione and she listened intently. \"…is disgraceful. I do not care what you do on your own time, but if anything of this nature happens in this classroom again there will be grave consequences. It pains me, but under the circumstances, five points from Slytherin and you will serve detention tonight at nine. Now get back to your seat.\"

Draco marched back to the table with a sheepish grin. He shrugged his shoulders lightly as he looked over Hermione’s red face. “Snape apparently didn’t approve of your demonstration Granger,” he chuckled lightly. “You will have to do better next time.”

“There won’t be a next time Malfoy,” Hermione replied tersely. “How dare you put me under the curse in the classroom! I thought you could be discreet, but apparently I was wrong.”

Draco narrowed his eyes in anger. “Do you honestly believe that I could stay amused with you under the conditions you set? Don’t be absurd. No matter how beautiful… if you don’t like the way I play, find someone else.” Crossing his arms over his chest, Draco turned to the front of the class.

Hermione couldn’t believe what she had almost heard. Did Draco think she was beautiful? A small smile touched lip lips. As she looked up, she looked in to the angry eyes of her professor and her smile disappeared. Professor Snape knew. Hermione cringed inside, worried over what the teacher might do.

Reviews:

ddrinki4 - you mean this story has made your favourite list? awesome. that\'s quite the compliment.

Apollonia - it seems everyone is starting to find out eh. you have to wonder when harry and ron will find out and what their reactions will be. you\'ll just have to read to find out (i have to keep you coming back somehow).

Ashes - apparently you can\'t resist the bad guy. hehe.

SloppyHermione - uh oh. you better not get into trouble at work reading this story. i\'ll try not to get into trouble at work when i write it. deal? that\'s an interesting suggestion. do you really think harry is capable of such a thing?

spaz141 - i don\'t know if myrtle could be more of a pain when she was alive. she didn\'t have the ability to fly through walls then, but i\'m sure she was a thorn in a few people\'s sides. as for what hermione will do next, well you would have to ask her. these characters have minds of their own.

Classic Cowboy - things are starting to heat up aren\'t they? if things go as planned there will be about seven or eight more chapters. so things have to start wrapping up. hopefully it will be a fun ride and people will leave satisfied.

dragonlady sakura - i\'ve always assumed the girls were worse then guys when talking about sex. girls get more graphic from my understanding. i\'m glad the humour i tried to incorporate into the chapter worked, at least a little. the story has been relatively dark and needed a moment of hilarity. thanks for the review.

IheartShepard - well if it was up to me she would be with... but you know, it\'s not really up to me. it\'s up to hermione and draco and harry. it\'s their story after all. i\'m trying to guide them as best i can but you know teenagers. they think they know it all. sigh.

Queen Sabreen - thanks for the confusion, er i mean review. keep them coming.

Marc - you\'re a vengeful guy aren\'t you? hehe. thanks for the review. it\'s good to see what you have to say about the things that have happened. i need more of that. and don\'t apologize for your \'ship\'. i respect that.

traydr vic - you\'re all over the place in this review. the chapter was funny and depressing and hopeful and doubtful and even suicidal. where did you get suicidal? hehe. i can safely say that suicide never once entered my mind. i\'m not so sure it didn\'t enter hermione\'s though. now that you have planted a seed, things might change. hmmm. how can i spin that into the story? i do try to leave things in confusion for the readers. i don\'t you all to guess where the story will end. why read it then? all i can say is that i\'m having fun writing this story and even more fun reading everyone\'s reviews. so if anyone reads down this far, REVIEW PLEASE!