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You Were My World	By : SweetHoney Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 17597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: All characters and invention of the world that is Harry Potter, belongs to J.K.Rowling. I am only borrowing it for my creative writing and in no way am profiting from it, only to help me practice my writing.

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"What're you doing down here, Malfoy?" Hermione repeated, eying him suspiciously. He was paler than usual and had a horrified look on his face.

Hermione took a step towards him and winced at the pain between her legs. Believing it to be the beginning signs of her menstrual cycle, she ignored it and continued to look at Malfoy.

He blinked a few times as if willing himself out of a trance. "Granger." he said, eyes darting left and right, then back at her. "I was...I thought I heard something and came here to investigate."

Hermione tilted her head, "Well...now that you mention it. I did hear something." she admitted.

"You-you did?"

"Yes, it sounded like footsteps. I think. It could've been you I heard."

"Yes," Malfoy agreed, "It was must've been you I heard too. Well...good night." he said, cautiously walking backwards.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. It's...um...some of the other Aurors pulled a prank on me – put something on my back. I don't want you to see. It's embarrassing."

"If you want I can turn around."

"Will you? Promise you won't sneak a peek."

"I promise." Hermione said, turning around.

For a moment all was silent, then she heard his heavy footsteps echoing. Was he running? No longer sensing him behind her, Hermione turned back and found the lab empty with the exception of herself. She double checked her table again, before leaving to the bathroom to take care of her feminine problem.

When that was done, she entered her office, feeling a little hungry. At her desk, she opened her bottom drawer where she had stored out a box of biscuits Ginny had left for her early that day. Not finding the box, she decided to go home and find something to eat. While she gathered her things her door suddenly swung opened...

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"She remembers! Hermione! She remembers!" Draco shouted at Jim, who was inside of his car, alarmed at Draco for jumping on top of his hood. "Get out of this contraption and help me!"

Jim rushed out of his car and took in Draco's awful state and what he was babbling. "Hermione remembers?"

Draco took a moment to catch his breath and then told Jim all that had happened after they left his office.

"Her lab, of course! She spent more time there than her own flat. That particular place is very meaningful to her." Jim stated. "And it sounds as if her mind has returned to the night of the accident."

"You mean, she forgot all about me and what I did to her." said Draco, though that was the obvious answer to why she didn't kill him in the lab.

"I have to speak with her, explain what happened. Aren't you coming?" Jim asked Draco, when he saw that he was not following him.

"I think it's best if I stay away from her for a while." Draco said, "With her memories back she probably will hate me all over again."

Fortunately, Jim understood and did not question him any further, but only asked if he would accompany him to the Minister of Magic's home, and Harry's. When Jim and Draco arrived at the Ministry with Kingsley Shacklebolt, Harry, Ron, and Ginny, they were surprised to find Hermione standing over an unconscious Terry Boot. Hearing them approach, Hermione whipped around and pointed her wand at them. She sighed in relief when she realized who they were.

"Thank goodness you're here." Hermione said, lowering her wand.

"Hermione, are you all right?" asked Harry and Ron, then they glanced at Boot.

"What's going on?" asked Ginny.

"What happened to him?" asked Kingsley.

"I stunned him after he tried to attack me." Hermione explained in a steady calm tone, while Harry, Ron, and Ginny, hugged her, welcoming her back.

"He confessed to having an obsession with me," she said, "and slipping love potion in my food. He was angry that the potion didn't work and that he couldn't find me. Apparently, I was missing for a year. A year, of which I do not recall."

Harry and Ron quickly went to Boot to inspect him. Ginny stayed at Hermione's side, holding her arm.

"Yes, about that." Kingsly gestured Jim forward. "This is Doctor Jameson Moreton. He is your therapist."

"You may call me Jim."

Hermione thoughtfully looked at him. "I want copies of the files you kept on me. We should review them later together. I'll need your insight on my state of mind."

"I am willing to help you in any way I can." said Jim, leaving to retrieve the files.

While everyone was busy talking, Draco made his way out of there without anyone noticing. He was not going to stay and wait for Hermione to remember all of the terrible things he did to her, she would probably end up kill him.

Why did this have to happen? Why did she have to regain her memories? Right after they...

He was going to convince her to give him another chance. This time he'll do better, please her, comfort her, make her feel special. That could never happen now...

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Ginny pulled Hermione aside to sit down on a chair nearby after Harry and Ron dragged Boot to the holding cell. "Can you give us a moment please." she asked Kingsly, who nodded and went after Harry and Ron.

"Hermione, are all right?" she asked softly.

Although Hermione seemed fine and in control of her surroundings, Ginny could sense there was something wrong. Pulling up a chair, she placed it front of Hermione, so they were eye leveled, and waited patiently for her to respond. This was a shock to Hermione and she needed time to gather her wits. Ginny learned that the way to handle a delicate situation such as this was by waiting to see how Hermione felt about it first. Ginny didn't want Hermione to react violently like the way she did when her memories were lost. She realized it now that Hermione was reacting badly and constantly depressed because she felt that they were pressuring her.

"Has a year really gone by?" Hermione asked after a pregnant pause.

"Yes," replied Ginny, keeping her body language neutral. She stayed utterly still, watching her carefully.

"I see," Hermione nodded, "and I was missing?"

"Yes,"

"Where was I?"

"With...with Draco."

Hermione creased her brows, "Malfoy?"

"Yes. You were in love with him." Ginny told her, "Jim just told us um...he figured it out that you and Draco were, well you were drugged with a love potion and transferred it to Draco. It must've been the one Boot slipped to you."

Hermione nodded for her to continue.

"Draco found you and took you to safety. You were with him and Blaise for about six months and spent the next six months with us – me, Ron, and Harry."

The blank expression on her friend's face was worrying her, and the silence wasn't helping.

"Hermione?"

"I'm trying to make sense of this." Hermione said, "Give me a moment to think."

"Okay,"

"Hermione," said Harry as he, Ron, and Kingsly joined them. They took turns hugging her one more time and released her.

"We're glad you're back."

After the heartwarming reunion was over, Harry, Kingsly and Ron each conjured a chair, ready to hear Hermione's recount of the night of the accident.

"I was down here. Alone. Working on my potion, stirring the potion counter-clockwise. My concentration was on the potion until I saw something move at the corner of my eye." As she spoke, her mind returned to where she was that night. Where she stood and what she saw...

"Swees miss?" asked the house-elf. He was a wrinkly old looking one with large round yellow eyes. His thin, stringy arms offering her a plate of sweets.

Hermione blinked and turned her head to where house-elf was and smiled. She didn't have much of an appetite, but didn't mind nibbling on something for awhile. "Don't mind if I do."

The house-elf's ears pointed up in excitement as he held the plate higher as she reached for some biscuits. Her hand stopped before she could touch any, remembering the biscuits Ginny had left her in the office. Hermione saw the box that afternoon on top of her desk. She figured Molly had baked the batch and sent her some through Ginny. If she ate these biscuits and not Molly's it would hurt her feelings.

Hermione was pulled from her memory when she heard Ginny's voice. The memory dissolved and she was returned to the present.

"I didn't." stated Ginny. "I didn't leave you any biscuits."

"Boot." hissed Ron. "The biscuit must've been what he put the love potion in."

'"You ate them and fell in love with Malfoy." said Harry.

"No I didn't." Hermione said.

"What?"

"I didn't eat the biscuits in the box. The house-elf was on the verge of tears when I didn't take any of his. I felt sorry for him so I only took one."

"Boot probably sent the house-elf to lure you into eating the biscuits encase you didn't eat the ones in the box." stated Harry.

"Everyone knows how sympathetic she's to house-elves." stated Kinsley and the others nodded in agreement. "By the way Hermione, do you remember about the explosion?"

"My cup slipped from my hand, fell on the table. Coffee spilled everywhere. I was flying in the air."

"Coffee was probably spiked too." guessed Ginny. "He must've planned on making you fall in love with him and kidnap you or something."

"Wait til I get my hands on Boot -"

Everyone stiffened when they heard a scream. Taking out their wands, they rushed to where the sound originated. When they reached the holding cell, they found Boot dead.
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