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Mione's POV
She ran for a while and ended up in the meadow. She sat there and just thought for a while. Deep in thought she wasn't aware of the time going by because before she knew it the sun was rising. So she just got up and decided to make her way home. Hah she thought, I was out and nothing happened. She knew it was irrational to think like that, but she really couldn't help it. When she made it back she was glad that Draco was already gone for the day. So she was able to get ready in peace. Once she arrived at school she found Emmett and Rosalie both waiting for her.

"Lo" said Emmett smirking.

"Morning Emmy Bear, Rosie." She replied nodding to each of them. She didn't notice Rosalie's face darkening.

"What did you call me?" Rosalie asked tersely.

"Rosie." She said confidently.

"No, I refuse to have some infernal girlish nickname." Rosalie told her.

"Fine then." She answered walking towards the school. "Heaven forbid someone trying to include you." She quietly muttered, momentarily forgetting her friend's super-senses.

"What does that mean?" Rosalie asked, catching up to her and flanking her side.

"I'm just trying to include you. My only mate right now is Emmy Bear and I obviously don't use his actual name. I didn't want to exclude you so…" she said trailing off. Rosalie had stopped walking beside her at some point, so she turned around to see her standing there stunned, not moving. Then as if Rosalie had realized what had happened, abruptly turned on her heel and quickly walked away. "Did I royally screw up Emmy Bear?" she asked her friend who had an unreadable face on.

"No." he said quietly.

"Emmy Bear what's going on." He just stayed silent. "Fine," she grumbled. She grabbed his arm and dragged him to a spot away from prying eyes. Then she slammed him into the wall. "What. Is. Wrong?" she asked, punctuating each word to get her point across.

"You are remarkable." He finally said. She just tilted her head and gave him a quizzical look. "Firstly I don't ever want to get into a fight with you because you totally just slammed me into the wall, a feat no one has yet to do. But onto your question, nothing is wrong per se. It's just…" he trailed off, as if trying to find the right words. "Look Rosalie has always been difficult. But that's what I love about her. But her life hasn't been easy and so her first reaction is to push people away and hurt them, before they can hurt her. Needless to say she isn't friends with many people. But you, someone who has so much to hate her for, just took her feelings into account. Rosalie knows that you don't necessarily like her, but you just gave her some nickname just to include or befriend her. So nothing is wrong, Rose is just shocked and I am in awe."

"Oh." She said quietly. "Actually I don't dislike Rosalie, I'm sorta in the neutral zone right now, but I think we can be friends."

"Why would you think that? For all you know Rose hates your guts; why risk hurting yourself?" he inquired probingly.

"You don't understand everything about me Emmy Bear. Remember Draco?" she then continued once he had nodded. "We went to school together. We were in opposite houses, so naturally we were enemies. I won't get into much more detail, but I will tell you this. He and his cronies tormented me ruthlessly for 7 years. His parents also hated me, and made sure that I knew this. But you see there came a day when they needed help, and no one would vouch for their loyalty. I didn't want to either until I saw their faces. They were scared and human just like me. It was my word that got them help. His family couldn't believe that I would do that for them. Then I learned that they weren't so bad. Draco is now what I consider to be a brother and his parents are considered mine as well."

"What is your point Princess?"

"I'm just saying that everyone deserves a chance." She said thickly, then quickly fled from his presence.

Her talk with Emmett that morning had left her in a melancholy the rest of the day. Currently she was sitting in that meadow thinking. She truly believed that everyone deserved a chance to prove themselves, but she didn't know how she could apply it to herself. She had done too much, and right now she could feel the inky blackness threatening to press down her soul. The weather wasn't helping in any regards either. Today the clouds seemed to reflect that darkness threatening her.

"Bit nasty to be out now, don't you think?" she heard a voice say from behind her. She quickly jumped up, ready to face the attacker. Then she saw that it was just Jacob, but that didn't stop her heart from traitorously thumping from the fear and surprise of his presence. She was not used to being surprised because of constant vigilance. She had to put her hands on her knees and take several deep breaths to regain normalcy in breathing.

Jacob's POV

He had just approached her and commented on the weather and she looked like she was about to have a heart attack. He had to wonder what was behind her actions, because hers weren't normal for being caught off guard.

"Are you okay? I really didn't mean to frighten you."

"It's my fault, not yours. I should be fine in a moment." She answered him breathily.

"You sure?" he asked. She merely nodded. He then reached out his hand to put it onto her shoulder, to let her know that he was here for her but she stopped him.

"Don't touch me." She told him, hastily straightening up finally breathing regularly. So he dropped his hand, as if she had burned him. She must have noticed the slight look of hurt on his face because then she said, "Can we talk?" he just nodded and then plopped down onto the grass. She did the same, just a bit away from him. Then she drew her knees up to her body and wrapped her arms around them. "I'm just not having a good day." She said softly. Then abruptly she continued, "I feel as if there is some dark shadow pressing down on me." She was looking out at the sky intently.

"Why?" he asked.

"I'm not a good person Jacob. I have done unfathomable things. And yet then there's you. I can't explain it. It's as if I'm drawn to you and trust even though there's no logical reason for it" his hope swelled at those words. "I can't wonder if there is more behind it. But then I remember that I don't know you and that I'm not acting rationally at all. Are you following me?"

"Sort of."

"I think that days like today are to remind me of my place. When all seems good, the sky darkens and reminds you that it never lasts. Everything fades and all's that's left is just you."

"Mione you don't really think that?" then he looked at her face and saw that she did. He then tried to move towards her.

"Stay away from me Jacob." She said.

"What is wrong?" he asked, exasperated.
"You can't touch me." She said quietly.

"And why not? I am just trying to be your friend and remind you that when it all fades away you are not alone."

"That's why. I don't understand it, but your touch takes away the pain and I can't let you do that."

"Why not?" he all but yelled.

"Because I deserve to feel it! And because as much as I would like to delude myself, I am nothing if not logical; and please don't delude yourself either. Please just leave me alone Jacob." She finished quietly.

"No." he said firmly, not moving.

"Yes, leave me please." She said almost pleading.

"Give me a valid reason and I will." He told her, just waiting to hear her argument.

"I don't want you here." She mumbled into her knees.

"Clearly not, you invited me to sit with you and you wanted to talk; so we're talking." She then was quiet. He didn't interrupt her; he decided to wait for her to open up to him.

"You have no responsibility towards me at all." She finally admitted, breaking the silence.

"Bull, you're my friend."

"We're not friends. I've talked to you a few times, and that was only one day."

"Yeah, but you met Emmett once and then all of a sudden you two are inseparable."

"That's different."

"How so?" he asked perplexed.

"Just stop Jacob." She muttered.

"Why should I?" he asked, getting more and more confused b her actions.

"Dang it Jacob, you scare me." She said loudly. He then abruptly stood up.

"Here I thought you were different! How hypocritical of you befriend the leech and fear the mutt!" he yelled, his voice dripping with sarcasm while trying to desperately cover up his hurt.

"Not like that." She said as she quickly got up, looking at him with wide eyes.

"What do you mean then, princess?" At that moment he didn't care if his words hurt her, but he instantly regretted them when he saw the hurt in her eyes.

"Don't call me that! My whole life I have had to listen to people talking to me like that, but no more. For the love of all things good I just don't get it." Her tone had changed from enraged to exasperated almost instantly.

"You are making no sense Mione." He was frustrated with her answers.

"Look, it's getting late, can we continue this at my house?" she asked. He only nodded and then she took off running. He just followed. Once they made it to her house she got out two water bottles and then tossed him one. She then led him into a library behind the kitchen. They both sat there awkwardly for a moment. She was opening her mouth when he heard the door slam.

"Granger, I am a prat unworthy of your forgiveness." A man said.

"Why me?" Mione uttered, glancing upwards. She then walked out of the room and gestured for him to follow. She led him back to the kitchen and he saw a tall blond man with his back towards them. She continued towards him, but he decided to give them their space so he opted to lean against a wall.

"Prat," Mione started but was cut off as the man abruptly spun around. He then shot forward and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Merlin, I was so worried. Of course you were right, I can't expect you to stay in a bubble."

"Draco, you are suffocating me." Mione muttered. In response the man only squeezed harder. "Dray," she whined.

"Fine." The man then loosened his hold on her, only to pick her up and sit her on the counter.

"Does this mean I get an apology?" Mione asked crossing her arms.

"I said you were right, what more do you want?" The man asked confused.

"Of course."

"What's for dinner?" the man then asked abruptly.

"I dunno, what are you making?" she asked cocking an eyebrow.

"That is low, you know I don't cook. Come on I'm a growing boy." The man said whining. Throughout this whole conversation he was struggling to keep his composure. He didn't know what to make of the situation. He wasn't sure who the man was and wasn't sure of his relation to Mione. But he knew that lashing out in jealousy wouldn't get him anywhere.

"No you're not. Although you are being incredibly rude, ignoring our guest." With that statement the man spun towards him.

"Who are you?" the man asked in a clipped tone.

"Jacob." He responded.

"What is he doing here?" the man asked, directing the question towards Mione.

"You are being rude again, he's my, umm I don't really know what we are but he's here to talk to me." Mione answered in a stilted manner.

"Well at least you're not a vamp." The man said, this time directing it towards him.

"Really? Sorry didn't catch your name…"

"I'm Draco."

"Look Dray, I owe Jacob some answers so please make yourself scarce." Mione said pointedly.

"Now now, what would my father have to say about this?"

"He'd say 'no one likes an eavesdropper nosey'" With that she hopped of the counter and pushed Draco towards the stairs.

"Well what am I supposed to do?" Draco asked petulantly.

"I dunno; go stare at yourself in the mirror or something." Jacob had to chuckle at that statement.

"You know you love me for it." Draco said as he climbed the stairs.

"Whatever helps you sleep." She then made her way back towards him and they went into the library again. "Now I believe I owe you some answers."

"You do, but first who's he?" He tried to keep his voice emotionless, because he didn't want to frighten her away.

"Oh Draco is a friend from back home, more of a brother really. Anyway he's my housemate for right now."

"Okay, are you going to explain yourself now? I mean you go from hating everything to sarcastic in an instant. Am I too much of a bother or something, cuz I can leave and you can go back to Draco."

"Cut the bull Jacob, don't pull that card because you don't know me. This is what I really need to talk to you about. And Draco is a guy I've known for years. See we got into an argument last night and that was him apologizing, what good would it be if I didn't act like I normally do. I'm having an off day, but no one needs to know that. You weren't supposed to stumble upon me, no one was. Draco is a worrier and I don't need him on my back."

"What kind of a friend is he if you can't show him your feelings?"

"Don't go there, you don't understand it. Look Jacob just let me get this out. You scare me because I don't know what's going on, I'm not in control. I don't know you, but I feel like I do. You must feel it too; otherwise we wouldn't be having this talk. But that doesn't make any sense and I can't make sense of it. I can't even categorize my feelings on anything because they are going haywire and that is what scares me."

"Ok so where does this leave us exactly?" he asked, scared for her answer.

"I don't even know, I'm very conflicted." She grudgingly replied.

"Ok, then I'll leave you to sort it out. When you do the Cullens know where to find me." With that he left. It killed him, because he knew that she did want him there but was confused. "Just please don't take too long." With those words he left.

Mione's POV

She watched as he left, but for some reason she didn't want him to leave. This really confused her but her dark mood was at least mostly gone. She trudged upstairs to go collapse on her bed and think. But fate wasn't with her because Draco was waiting for her arrival.

"Never thought I'd see the day that you were asking for my help."

"I'm not, I was coming to relax and you were waiting for me."

"Ah but you do need my help."

"Ugh, I don't know I'm so confused." She moaned as she collapsed onto the couch next to him.

"Now I'm concerned. What about?"
"Jacob, I feel as if I know him but I don't. I want to be around him even though he makes me nervous. It's bloody unnerving."

"Um Granger do you get butterflies when you see him or weak kneed?"

"yes." She answered softly. Suddenly Draco burst into laughter.

"Goodness Granger, you don't know the symptoms of a crush?"

"No, and that can't be it." She said willing it not to be true.

"That's exactly what it sounds like, come on can't you recognize the signs?"

"No I have never had a so called crush on anyone."

"I don't believe you." He said shaking his head.

"Believe it, I've been on dates and I'm friends with guys but I've never liked them."

"I find that insulting really. No woman can't help but want to snog me senseless."

"Sorry I have never wanted to snog anyone senseless Malfoy." Suddenly he wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm so sorry Mione." He said sounding remorseful.

"What for?"

"We all sacrificed something for the cause, but I never realized what you had sacrificed; your teenage years. I mean it makes sense you were friends with guys so you never had those infernal girly tendencies."

"Oh yes heaven help me." She said sarcastically.

"Really Hermione Granger finally has her first crush."

A/N: Wow it's been way too long. I'm hitting that crazy time before tests here at college. Bah I know I'm a lame-o and that's a bull excuse but oh well I'm sticking to it. Oh I am so excited for the next chapters so stick with me. As always I love hearing from your. Til next time.