Hello to everyone who reads this! This is a parallel story to 'I was caught in the way you got me', only from Draco's perspective of view. While writing the other story I realised it is a shame not to know what Draco's thinking, and this story is so much fun I decided to write his perspective as well. I won't be updating it as regularly as the other story, I think, and actually, I don't have quite the time to come up with new projects, but anyway, I will simply do it!

You should maybe read at least Chapter one of the original I was caught in the way you got me, because otherwise the plot might confuse you. Generally, I of course advise you to read the entire original story ;)

The story takes place somewhere in year 6. Ron dates Lavender already, but it's not 100% in accordance with the timeline in Harry Potter.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1:

Draco ran away, into the only place he felt somehow secure. His entire body was shaking, and he felt how tears came up.

In the bathroom, Myrthle awaited him again. At the beginning he had found the ghost more than annoying, but now he had the feeling she could be quite encouraging.

'What's wrong?,' she said, 'tell me, I promise I'll keep it to me.. You know my secrets, too, don't you?'

Indeed the ghost had sworn to stay secret about Draco, and for some reason, she could be trusted. Draco was shaking. 'It was me,' he said, his voice trembling, 'I attacked that girl, and it didn't work, and...' He started to wash his face, but it didn't stop the tears.

'You know,' she said charmingly, 'in case you want to drown yourself, I will always keep you company...'

Draco wasn't listening. The Dark Lord would kill him.

'What is it?,' she said softly.

'It's… it's not working', he stammared under tears. 'They must be suspecting… and I… if they know… if he knows… if he finds out, he'll kill me…'

He cried in despair, and sobbed.

'If he does, my offer stands...,' Myrthle purred. 'But I'm sure you will be fine, and everyone will be fine... Noone has been killed inisde this castle, apart from me...'

Draco shook his head, 'No… it won't… and he told me he wouldn't be… merciful towards my family again…' He interrupted himself by a loud cry, and tears were flickering on the ground.

Then a voice almost made him jump. Someone had opened the door.

But no, noone ever came in here... If someone saw him like this... If someone heard him...

'Draco?'

Someone had entered. And although the voice was gentle and calm, Draco was surely not in the mood for visitors.

He whirled around, and looked straight into Hermione Granger's eyes. There was fear and despair in his eyes, and his voice, for once, didn't sound arrogant or appraisingly. 'Get lost.'

Granger approached him. Draco felt his heart beating faster. How long had she been in front of the door? 'What did you hear?'

She ignored his question. 'Did you… are you responsible for these attacks?', she asked in disbelief.

Malfoy rooted in his pocket for his wand, and took it out. 'Forget what you heard, and get out.' He tried to keep his voice firm and steady.

She drew her wand, too.

'Don't make me obliviate you!', he said, but his voice was shaking, and so was his hand holding the wand tightly.

'Expelliarmus!', she said, before Draco could even think of attacking her, and catched the wand easily. Malfoy flinched. This girl definitley was a match for him, and if she indeed heard him talking, she would know...

'Get lost, Mudblood, I'm telling you…'

'I don't want to fight', she said, sounding a bit annoyed, 'I need to know if you are attacking everyone here, because if you are I will have to report it-'

'Don't go to Dumbledore!' She must've heard it all. She knew. It was over. If Dumbledore found out, the Dark Lord would find out, and he would be killed. And so would be his mother... his father... The tears didn't stop flooting, athough he tried to keep them unseen from her.

But then she talked again.

'Okay', she said slowly, 'I won't tell this anyone.' His breathing suddenly came back to normal. She wouldn't tell, he was safe... But was she for real? He eyed her, suspecting. Hermione took a breath. 'But I need to ask a favour of you, too.'

Though being relieved, his stomach twitched. 'What is it?'

'Erm, well. Now, it's kind stupid…' She squirmed. Draco wondered what kind of a favour it was Hermione Granger would ask from him.

'Actually, I need to ask you to pretend you are going out with me. Like, you know, dating.'

Draco tore open his eyes. 'You're joking, Granger.'
'I wish I was', she sighed. 'But I need Ron to believe I'm your girlfriend. Don't think I'm enjoing this or anything.'

Was she crazy? He would never do that. In light of such a suggestion, he actually forgot his worries for a second. He shook his head. 'No way. No way. You're a mudblood. I got a reputation.'

Granger shrugged.

'Fine, I'll be going to the headmaster then, telling him you might have put your hands on Katie Bell. He can interrogate Myrthle about it. And I might let slip in front of your Slytherin friends you were whining like a baby, too.'

His body started to shake again. No. He couldn't let this happen. For a second he considered both options. Nothing would embarasse him more than hanging out with Granger. But the thought of her going to Dumbledore was too dreadful to be thought. The girl already turned around, and went to the door.

'Okay, fine!', Draco called her back. She looked in his face. He looked way more dreading again, and took a deep breath.

'You keep quiet about what you saw and heard, and I will pretend to be your… boyfriend or whatever. But apart from that, you'll stay a mudblood to me.'

She nodded, her expression quite cold.

'And no word to anyone about this relationship-thing outside school, especially my parents.' He was glad he had thought of saying that to her; his mother, his entire family would go crazy. And she had enough worries.

Granger nodded.

'But Malfoy, if you are attacking anyone else I will have to report it.'

He started biting on his lip. He wished he knew how much she had heard. Was this just empty words, or had she been there the whole time, had heard how he had talked to Myrthle about attempting to kill Bell – or rather, Dumbledore.

'You have no prove. I never confessed I attacked Bell, and it's none in your business to know whether I have.'

She glared at him.

'Maybe I got no prove, yet. But Dumbledore'd be interested in what I have heard either way.'

Draco was scared. He dreaded nothing more than that she might be seeing Dumbledore about him. If the headmaster started interrogating... He would find out, for certain.

'So we got a deal?'

He stared at her.

'Deal.'

/I guarantee you'd keep it secret/So give it to me now/We're lost in a dream now/

Please let me know what you think! And thanks for reading!