Title: Lost In You

Disclaimer: I don't own anything at all. I'm just a stupid little 12-year- old girl and never would achieve anything that J.K.R. has.

Censor: PG-13

Summery: Draco and Hermione get in the worst fight they have ever had in their sixth year and end it with a little thing that would change Hermione's life forever. Harry and Ron wonder where she is when they are talking non-stop about Quidditch at night. Harry seriously needs anger management and is falling apart from the inside out. Ron gets timid and shy around Hermione and later confesses everything. Spoilers for 1-5.

Chapter 1

Hermione walked to the library just to get a book for 'light' reading. She walked down the hallways, greeting portraits and paintings as she went. Hermione walked into the library right up to the exact row she wanted. Hermione peered among the moldy books, grabbing Arithmancy 7. She wanted to get ahead of her class, far ahead. Hermione wanted to read it right then, so she started to run at break-neck speed to the common room.

She was running so fast and blindly that bumped into a fuming angry someone. She looked up; her warm chocolate eyes met with a cold gray-blue pair that seared into her soul. This certain someone had silvery blonde hair, which was gelled and slicked back.

"Watch where you're going mudblood! You touched me! You're going to have to pay for these robes and for my treatment at St. Mungo's for intoxication!" said a haughty, drawling voice. Draco's face was smiling happily at his 'really good insult'.

"Your pathetic insults are so lame they can't even do anything."

"Shut it, mudblood! You're such an idiot to quarrel with me! GRAVER!" A gash across Hermione's face and down her neck and shoulder appeared, dripping with blood. Draco was happy with his handy-work, but Hermione knew he wouldn't be for long! She was searching through her mind for something, the perfect spell. She had it!

"PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!" Draco's legs and arms shot together, invisible ropes binding him. Unfortunately, Draco still was holding his wand. He muttered the counter-curse as well as he could when his jaw was clenched together. His legs and arms sprang apart, his boots clanging against the cold stone floor.

"You'll pay for that *mudblood*! Hmmm, ah yes! The perfect spell!" Draco spat at out at Hermione. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, straightened his perfect body, and put forth his wand.

"IMPEDIMENTA!" bellowed Draco. He missed by a mere inch. The blue stream of light bounced off the wall, shattering a few gray bricks. Hermione grabbed her wand that she had dropped when she jumped out of the way of Draco's curse, but he was too fast for her. Quickly, Draco yelled out a few well-chosen words:

"DEFENESTRATO!" This time the spell hit her squarely in the chest. Hermione went flying out one of the windows to their right, glass piercing her flesh. Then she flew back in through another window, landing unconscious up against the wall. Slivers of glass sticking from her body; blood dripping onto the floor. Draco bent down, looking up and down her mangled body. Her eyes fluttered opened for a second. Hermione opened her mouth to say something. Draco decided to seize the moment and do the unmentionable. He leaned down and grasped her lips with his. It was quick and passionate, but he sent all of his soul to her. That was what he wanted to accomplish.

Hermione's body fell limp again. Draco saw how helpless she was now and picked her up in his strong arms. Draco held her all the way to the hospital wing. He did not have any hands left to open the door so he just kicked it without thinking. Draco met a very surprised Madame Pomfrey.

"Mr. Malfoy! I'm sure you --- oh my goodness! What happened to her!" she exclaimed.

"We were fighting and I . um . went too far!" he said while laying Hermione on a hospital bed, her blood staining the pure white sheets. Madame Pomfrey had a look of utter disapproval upon her face.

"Mr. Malfoy! That will be a detention and twenty points from Slytherin! As for Hermione, she will serve a detention with you! Now to tend to her wounds." With a flick of her wand, Madame Pomfrey removed the glass and mended Hermione's cuts. "Did you get hit directly anywhere?"

"No Madame."

"O.k. Then go now! I have to treat my patient! And no more fighting!" Draco hung his head in defeat and sulked right out the door. Madame Pomfrey threw a look of dislike at him as he left and went back to Hermione's wounds. Later, when Hermione had regained consciousness, Ron and Harry came to visit her.

"So is it true? You know, that you and Malfoy fought? What happened" Ron questioned eagerly. Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said tiredly, "He attacked me, I attacked him, and then he said a spell that made me go in and out of windows! Happy now!"

"Wow."

"Ron, try not to be so enthusiastic, please?"

"Whatever Harry!"

"Could you shut up?!? I can't take it, Ron" Harry said angrily.

"You're point?"

"Shut up!"

"You're point?"

"Shut up!"

"You're point?"

"Shut up!"

"You're point?"

"Shut up!"

"You're point?"

"Shut up!"

"You're point?"

"Shut up!"

"You're point?"

"WILL BOTH OF YOU JUST BE QUEIT OR I WILL MURDER YOU!"

"Good, Miss Granger. You're up and better! Tonight you will have to serve a detention with Mr. Malfoy at eleven o'clock!" Madame Pomfrey said. Hermione rolled her eyes once more and just nodded her head.

"Ron, Harry, can I be alone for a while?"

"Kay, Herm!"

"See ya' later, Hermy!"

"Bye, Harry and Ron!" Hermione was so glad that she was alone. She finally had time to think about the fight. Did he really kiss me? My memory must be fumbled, but I remember it so clearly! He kissed me so gently! It felt so good and right! NO! He's my enemy! I can't be falling for him! No, I'm not falling for Draco! Not Draco! Malfoy! His hair is so beautifully gorgeous, and his eyes, o, his eyes are so silvery and hard they drill into you, a true trait of a cutie! NOT A CUTIE!!! A hottie, his body is the sexiest thing ever! NO HOTTIE, NO SEXYNESS, OR CUTENESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN I HAVE DETENTION WITH HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!