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Hope you like my first attempt at a fan fiction. Please R&R
Hermione Granger slipped out of her bedroom and into bed. There was a knock on her bedroom door and her mother slipped in. "Hermione, I know we should have told you about the baby earlier but your father and I just didn't want you to know."
Hermione's Mother was 7 months pregnant with her stepfather's baby. Hermione nodded to her mothers comment and gave her a kiss on he cheek before her mother walked out of her room. What Hermione didn't know was that was the last time she would see her mother fully alive, or her stepfather or any other member of her family. She would never be the same again.
Hermione had been asleep for quite some time but was awaken by the sound of people screaming and things crashing about downstairs and across the hall.
She slowly and quietly climbed out of bed and walked to her door. She froze at what she heard; Her mother was begging someone not to take her little girl away, she was begging him not to kill her. She heard on last scream and then the entire ruckus stopped outside her door.
Hermione froze once more, but then scurried to her bathroom and locked the door. She heard her door fall to the ground, and then a man spoke. "Come out, come out, wherever you are. We wont hurt you pretty, just like your mother asked of us. The stupid muggle, she didn't even taste good."
What did he mean, 'taste good'. Hermione thought for a moment. 'VAMPIRES' she thought to herself. A thud on the door made her jump. Sooner than she could say 'Help' the door was down and a tall hooded figure was standing in front of her. "Found you." He said, his harsh voice sent chills up her spine.
"I wont kill you, you've got to much potential. What do you say boys.
Wanna make her one of us?" Hermione froze as she heard shouts from her
bedroom and about 5 more tall hooded men appeared in front of her.
That was the night it all changed for the know-it-all Gryffindor. She would never become accepted as a Vampire. She would be burned at the stake if word of this got out.
She woke that morning in her bed with a bad neck ache. She had no recollection of last night's events. She went to her curtains and pulled them open only to scream in pain and close them again. She went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her hair was not bushy but perfectly strait. And her complexion was completely clear. She moved her hair away from her neck to find 2 teeth marks.
She gasped and looked at her teeth. This couldn't be, she couldn't be a vampire, and she didn't have pointed teeth. 'Wait Hermione, remember what that book said, the teeth come when the smell blood. You have to find out.' Hermione ran from her bathroom into the hall.
She gasped in horror in what she saw. Her stepfather lay in the doorway to his room with a puddle of blood around him. She was up to the doorway and looked inside. A tear slipped from her eyes from what she saw. Her mother lay on the bed her neck bleeding and her stomach slit open. Her mother twitched her finger and Hermione ran to her.
"Mother, say something." She held her mothers hand as she felt fangs come out in her mouth. "They took..." She uttered. "What did they take?" Hermione kissed her mothers hand. "Baby." Those were her mother's last word before she drifted into the afterlife.
"You'll pay!!!" Hermione screamed as she fled to her room. She took her school bag and shoved everything in it, but her wand she shoved in her pocket. Everything else was shoved into her trunk. She grabbed and handful of floo powder and threw it in the fireplace.
She took hold of her trunk and bag and screamed "HOGWARTS" there was a loud crackling and she found herself and trunk in Dumbledore's office. He sat at his desk and looked at her. "Ms. Granger, I know why you have come, please do not speak but allow me to show you to the Hospital wing. Your trunk will be put in the Head Girls room."
With that Hermione nodded and walked out the door with the Headmaster. As they walked Dumbledore shut the blinds to the hallways. "You will only be hurt in the light for a couple of months, then all you get is a sting when you go into the light and a sting when you come out. But please try to avoid the light until Halloween."
The walked into the Hospital wing and Hermione sat herself on a bed and shut her eyes hoping to go to sleep. "Madam Pompfrey, Hermione has been transformed as I told you earlier, I think a black cloak and a bag of blood will be needed.
Hermione heard all of this and shot up in bed. "Professor, tell them im dead." She said abruptly. "Excuse me?" He answered. "The rest of the student, you say I will get a black cloak, well tell the students im dead and that there is a new girl replacing me as head girl. Please professor, I cant take all the stares at me because I'm a... a you know." He looked extremely shocked. "I will keep my cloak on, no one will figure out it is me, and then when the year ends, I will stay and become a teacher at Hogwarts.
"As you wish Ms. Granger. The feast is in one week and I wish for you to ride the train, so in a couple of days you will be sent to stay at the Leaky Cauldron. Mr. Granger being a Vampire requires you to drink blood once a month. And during the school year I will supply it for you, not my blood but people who die of natural cause. I expect you to come to me anytime you have a craving. Understood?" He said.
"Loud and clear, now if you would give me a black cloak and show me to the head quarters I would like some sleep." She said with a yawn. "Ms. Granger, are you forgetting something." He said handing her a large cup. Hermione took one whiff and as if on key her fangs came out of her mouth and she drank down the thick liquid.
Dumbledore smiled at his best student and motioned for her to follow. He led her to a painting of a young vampire. "You make pick your password for now, but when head boy come you must discuss it with him. Tell us whenever you go somewhere, you will be sent off to the leaky cauldron in 5 days to meet the train. Have a nice day." He said.
Hermione thought hard about her decision and decided. "Revenge on you." Hermione said to the portrait. "That is my password." The portrait looked at her. "Well alright miss, so glad to see one of my own kind." And the portrait swung open. She walked in and went up to the door that said Hermione. Down the hall the door said Draco. Hermione knew it was going to be a very long year.
The 5 days at Hogwarts passed and Hermione was sent on a train to Wizard London. She bought her school items but mostly stayed at the leaky cauldron all day. She had gotten used to the black cloak and made it so that when someone looked into the cloak, they only saw a pair of eyes.
They day had come where she had to board the train back to Hogwarts. She had sent her school supplies early to her heads quarters. She walked the platform with her head hung low and people whispering around her.
"Who is that?" "Does she go to Hogwarts?" "I've never seen her around." "Wonder how old she are?" Hermione was guessing that they could tell she was a she by the way the black cloak brought out her figure and because of her size. She board the train and found an empty compartment near the back of the train.
She wanted to be alone in the compartment but since the whole train was talking about her she know she had a slight chance. When the train stated to move she was about to be glad she was alone, but when the door slid open she angry to see who entered.
It was non other than the Slytherin king and his loyal sidekick Zambini. They sat across from her and just stared. She looked at her feet avoiding their gaze. "The names Draco, Draco Malfoy, and this is me mate Blaise Zambini." Draco spoke putting his hand out for Hermione to shake, although he didn't know it was she.
"I know who you are." She said but in a voice different from Hermione's, a voice like ice. "Well then, what is your name?" Asked Blaise wondering how she knew them. "I don't have a name, but people call me Cloak." She said. Dumbledore and her had decided when he told people Hermione was dead, that her name would be Cloak.
They looked at her. "So, Cloak, what brings you to Hogwarts?" Blaise asked. "To learn." Was her reply. "Oh, and congratulations on making head boy." He looked at her stunned. "How do you know all these things." Malfoy asked dumbfounded. "I have my ways." She replied before looking out the window and didn't speak again.
Little did she know her mysterious ways had a way of turning Draco on. He smirked looking at her before Blaise and Him left to put on their school robes, but you can bet they were back when they had changed. She however didn't change, she was still in her black cloak and still angry when the sat down.
"Aren't you changing?" Draco asked. "No, I stay in the cloak." She answered. She was turning him on more and more. The train came to a stop after what felt like forever of the 2 boys staring at her. She fled from the compartment when Draco asked if she wanted to share their carriage.
She walked along the platform to the carriages. She picked one in the far back, hoping again no one would get in. But she was intruded once again but this time by Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Lavender. And all they were talking about was Hermione.
"I wonder where Hermione is, I didn't see her on the train." Ginny said. "Maybe she went to school early for training or something." Harry said. "You don't think anything happened to her do you?" Ron asked nervously. "Nah." The others said in unison.
The final all noticed 'Cloak' with and odd look on their faces. "Who are you?" Lavender asked. "I don't have a name but people call my cloak." She said. "Well can you remove your cloak and let us see your face." Ron asked. "NO." She said in an uproar. They were taken back by her yelling. "I don't take it off, and I never will." She said. "Ok." Ron said with his voice afraid of her.
The Carriages pulled to a stop and Hermione jumped out and glided to the building. She stood at the front where head boy and girl stood and lead the students into the Great Hall. She took at seat at the far end of the Gryffindor table and looked up at Dumbledore who motioned for her to come and speak to him. She got up and walked towards the front.
"Now are you sure you want me to do this?" He asked. "Yes sir. And you know the who Cloak thing, I was thinking and that sound stupid, when you announce me, announce me as Isabel Cloak, that was my mothers first name." He nodded and she went to sit down.
Again she sat at the far end of the table and when she looked up Draco was looking at her and her winked. She shuttered and looked back down. "Hey Cloak." She heard a voice and looked up to see Harry, "Would you like to come sit with us?" He asked. She thought about it and nodded.
When she looked at Dumbledore, who smiled and she sat down. "So what year are you Cloak?" Ginny asked who was sitting next to Harry. "7th." She said looking from Harry to Ginny. "Are you two together?" She asked. "Yup." Harry answered. The first years came in and were sorted into houses.
When Dumbledore stood he looked at Hermione and smiled. "Children, listen up, listen up. I have some very bad new to inform you of our head girl, Hermione Granger." Loud gasps and whispers spread around the room. "Over the summer, Ms. Granger house was irrupted in the middle of the night by a clan of Vampires. I am sorry to inform you that None of the Granger family survived." He finished his sentence and every girl except for the Slytherin table burst into tears. Every Gryffindor was in tears even the boys.
"I am very sorry, but we have one of Ms. Granger cousins here with us and will take her place as Head Girl, please everyone this is Ms. Isabel Cloak. The Slytherin's cheered and everyone else congratulated her. There was much sorrow in that room tonight.
Hermione didn't eat at the dinner that night. And not only did Dumbledore notice, but so did a certain Blonde Slytherin. After the prefects had led their students to their common rooms, Draco and Hermione stayed after to find their dorm with Dumbledore.
"I trust you don't need my help with anything else." He said before wandering off. Draco looked at Hermione and smirked. "You can pick the password, just say I'm changing the password and tell her the password." Hermione said. "Well, nice to see you back miss. I was getting a little lonely without one of my..." Hermione cut off the portrait, "Not now Aristol, cant you see we have another in our midst."
The portrait froze noticing Draco. "Terrible sorry Miss, I did not see him. We will talk later?" She questioned. "Yes, yes fine." Hermione said. "He wishes to change the password, Draco have you decided?" Hermione asked. "Yeah, Dracula." Hermione froze at his words, 'why did he pick Dracula, does he know something?' she thought.
"Why Dracula Draco?" She asked as the portrait flung open. "Well, didn't you notice, she is a vampire. I thought it would be the best if we put her at home, with a password like Dracula." He smirked. He sat on the couch and patted the seat next to him for her to sit down. 'What could it hurt?' she thought. She walked over and sat down.
"So...Cloak, or should I call you Isabel?" He asked trying to look in her cloak. "No, Cloak is fine." She said. "Ok, so cloak, why the cloak, I mean are you like afraid of the light or something." He asked, but ask soon as he saw her move to get up he grabbed her wrists. "It's a personal matter and I would rather not say." She said taking notice of him on her wrists.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, I just didn't want you to go." He said letting go of her wrists. "Im fine, don't worry, you can't hurt me." Which was true because the only part of a Vampire you can hurt are their feelings and that is if they have feelings.
He smiled at this comment and put his hand on her knee. She saw him do so and jumped up. "I've gotta go." She said running to her room. "Cloak, wait, I didn't mean it." He said running up the stairs. 'Why is he being so nice, I bet he wouldn't if he know who I was.' She thought. She picked up a parchment and started doing her summer homework.
There was a knock on her door and Draco entered. "I am sorry, really I am." He saw her doing homework. "OK, you're starting to remind me of Hermione." He said but saw her eyes go deep. Her wanted to see the rest of her face; he wanted to get to know her.
"I am sorry Draco but I must ask you leave, I am still getting over the fact that my only family in this world, were killed like a week ago, so if you please, I need to take a shower and get some sleep." She said. "Um Cloak, you do know it is like 4:00 pm. don't you." He asked. "Yes, but I went to sleep very late last night, and am still very tired." He looked at her suspiciously but nodded and left.
Hermione woke at 8:00 the same night and noticed she skipped dinner. She really didn't care, but at the foot of her bed was a plate of dinner and a card. She picked up the cards and read it. Cloak,
Thought you might get hungry
Draco
'Why was he acting like this? This was NOT a regular Draco. Maybe he just wanted to get to her, the person under the cloak.' She thought, but did eat.
(A/N... I hope you liked it, my very first attempt at a fan fiction. Please R&R)
Hope you like my first attempt at a fan fiction. Please R&R
Hermione Granger slipped out of her bedroom and into bed. There was a knock on her bedroom door and her mother slipped in. "Hermione, I know we should have told you about the baby earlier but your father and I just didn't want you to know."
Hermione's Mother was 7 months pregnant with her stepfather's baby. Hermione nodded to her mothers comment and gave her a kiss on he cheek before her mother walked out of her room. What Hermione didn't know was that was the last time she would see her mother fully alive, or her stepfather or any other member of her family. She would never be the same again.
Hermione had been asleep for quite some time but was awaken by the sound of people screaming and things crashing about downstairs and across the hall.
She slowly and quietly climbed out of bed and walked to her door. She froze at what she heard; Her mother was begging someone not to take her little girl away, she was begging him not to kill her. She heard on last scream and then the entire ruckus stopped outside her door.
Hermione froze once more, but then scurried to her bathroom and locked the door. She heard her door fall to the ground, and then a man spoke. "Come out, come out, wherever you are. We wont hurt you pretty, just like your mother asked of us. The stupid muggle, she didn't even taste good."
What did he mean, 'taste good'. Hermione thought for a moment. 'VAMPIRES' she thought to herself. A thud on the door made her jump. Sooner than she could say 'Help' the door was down and a tall hooded figure was standing in front of her. "Found you." He said, his harsh voice sent chills up her spine.
"I wont kill you, you've got to much potential. What do you say boys.
Wanna make her one of us?" Hermione froze as she heard shouts from her
bedroom and about 5 more tall hooded men appeared in front of her.
That was the night it all changed for the know-it-all Gryffindor. She would never become accepted as a Vampire. She would be burned at the stake if word of this got out.
She woke that morning in her bed with a bad neck ache. She had no recollection of last night's events. She went to her curtains and pulled them open only to scream in pain and close them again. She went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her hair was not bushy but perfectly strait. And her complexion was completely clear. She moved her hair away from her neck to find 2 teeth marks.
She gasped and looked at her teeth. This couldn't be, she couldn't be a vampire, and she didn't have pointed teeth. 'Wait Hermione, remember what that book said, the teeth come when the smell blood. You have to find out.' Hermione ran from her bathroom into the hall.
She gasped in horror in what she saw. Her stepfather lay in the doorway to his room with a puddle of blood around him. She was up to the doorway and looked inside. A tear slipped from her eyes from what she saw. Her mother lay on the bed her neck bleeding and her stomach slit open. Her mother twitched her finger and Hermione ran to her.
"Mother, say something." She held her mothers hand as she felt fangs come out in her mouth. "They took..." She uttered. "What did they take?" Hermione kissed her mothers hand. "Baby." Those were her mother's last word before she drifted into the afterlife.
"You'll pay!!!" Hermione screamed as she fled to her room. She took her school bag and shoved everything in it, but her wand she shoved in her pocket. Everything else was shoved into her trunk. She grabbed and handful of floo powder and threw it in the fireplace.
She took hold of her trunk and bag and screamed "HOGWARTS" there was a loud crackling and she found herself and trunk in Dumbledore's office. He sat at his desk and looked at her. "Ms. Granger, I know why you have come, please do not speak but allow me to show you to the Hospital wing. Your trunk will be put in the Head Girls room."
With that Hermione nodded and walked out the door with the Headmaster. As they walked Dumbledore shut the blinds to the hallways. "You will only be hurt in the light for a couple of months, then all you get is a sting when you go into the light and a sting when you come out. But please try to avoid the light until Halloween."
The walked into the Hospital wing and Hermione sat herself on a bed and shut her eyes hoping to go to sleep. "Madam Pompfrey, Hermione has been transformed as I told you earlier, I think a black cloak and a bag of blood will be needed.
Hermione heard all of this and shot up in bed. "Professor, tell them im dead." She said abruptly. "Excuse me?" He answered. "The rest of the student, you say I will get a black cloak, well tell the students im dead and that there is a new girl replacing me as head girl. Please professor, I cant take all the stares at me because I'm a... a you know." He looked extremely shocked. "I will keep my cloak on, no one will figure out it is me, and then when the year ends, I will stay and become a teacher at Hogwarts.
"As you wish Ms. Granger. The feast is in one week and I wish for you to ride the train, so in a couple of days you will be sent to stay at the Leaky Cauldron. Mr. Granger being a Vampire requires you to drink blood once a month. And during the school year I will supply it for you, not my blood but people who die of natural cause. I expect you to come to me anytime you have a craving. Understood?" He said.
"Loud and clear, now if you would give me a black cloak and show me to the head quarters I would like some sleep." She said with a yawn. "Ms. Granger, are you forgetting something." He said handing her a large cup. Hermione took one whiff and as if on key her fangs came out of her mouth and she drank down the thick liquid.
Dumbledore smiled at his best student and motioned for her to follow. He led her to a painting of a young vampire. "You make pick your password for now, but when head boy come you must discuss it with him. Tell us whenever you go somewhere, you will be sent off to the leaky cauldron in 5 days to meet the train. Have a nice day." He said.
Hermione thought hard about her decision and decided. "Revenge on you." Hermione said to the portrait. "That is my password." The portrait looked at her. "Well alright miss, so glad to see one of my own kind." And the portrait swung open. She walked in and went up to the door that said Hermione. Down the hall the door said Draco. Hermione knew it was going to be a very long year.
The 5 days at Hogwarts passed and Hermione was sent on a train to Wizard London. She bought her school items but mostly stayed at the leaky cauldron all day. She had gotten used to the black cloak and made it so that when someone looked into the cloak, they only saw a pair of eyes.
They day had come where she had to board the train back to Hogwarts. She had sent her school supplies early to her heads quarters. She walked the platform with her head hung low and people whispering around her.
"Who is that?" "Does she go to Hogwarts?" "I've never seen her around." "Wonder how old she are?" Hermione was guessing that they could tell she was a she by the way the black cloak brought out her figure and because of her size. She board the train and found an empty compartment near the back of the train.
She wanted to be alone in the compartment but since the whole train was talking about her she know she had a slight chance. When the train stated to move she was about to be glad she was alone, but when the door slid open she angry to see who entered.
It was non other than the Slytherin king and his loyal sidekick Zambini. They sat across from her and just stared. She looked at her feet avoiding their gaze. "The names Draco, Draco Malfoy, and this is me mate Blaise Zambini." Draco spoke putting his hand out for Hermione to shake, although he didn't know it was she.
"I know who you are." She said but in a voice different from Hermione's, a voice like ice. "Well then, what is your name?" Asked Blaise wondering how she knew them. "I don't have a name, but people call me Cloak." She said. Dumbledore and her had decided when he told people Hermione was dead, that her name would be Cloak.
They looked at her. "So, Cloak, what brings you to Hogwarts?" Blaise asked. "To learn." Was her reply. "Oh, and congratulations on making head boy." He looked at her stunned. "How do you know all these things." Malfoy asked dumbfounded. "I have my ways." She replied before looking out the window and didn't speak again.
Little did she know her mysterious ways had a way of turning Draco on. He smirked looking at her before Blaise and Him left to put on their school robes, but you can bet they were back when they had changed. She however didn't change, she was still in her black cloak and still angry when the sat down.
"Aren't you changing?" Draco asked. "No, I stay in the cloak." She answered. She was turning him on more and more. The train came to a stop after what felt like forever of the 2 boys staring at her. She fled from the compartment when Draco asked if she wanted to share their carriage.
She walked along the platform to the carriages. She picked one in the far back, hoping again no one would get in. But she was intruded once again but this time by Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Lavender. And all they were talking about was Hermione.
"I wonder where Hermione is, I didn't see her on the train." Ginny said. "Maybe she went to school early for training or something." Harry said. "You don't think anything happened to her do you?" Ron asked nervously. "Nah." The others said in unison.
The final all noticed 'Cloak' with and odd look on their faces. "Who are you?" Lavender asked. "I don't have a name but people call my cloak." She said. "Well can you remove your cloak and let us see your face." Ron asked. "NO." She said in an uproar. They were taken back by her yelling. "I don't take it off, and I never will." She said. "Ok." Ron said with his voice afraid of her.
The Carriages pulled to a stop and Hermione jumped out and glided to the building. She stood at the front where head boy and girl stood and lead the students into the Great Hall. She took at seat at the far end of the Gryffindor table and looked up at Dumbledore who motioned for her to come and speak to him. She got up and walked towards the front.
"Now are you sure you want me to do this?" He asked. "Yes sir. And you know the who Cloak thing, I was thinking and that sound stupid, when you announce me, announce me as Isabel Cloak, that was my mothers first name." He nodded and she went to sit down.
Again she sat at the far end of the table and when she looked up Draco was looking at her and her winked. She shuttered and looked back down. "Hey Cloak." She heard a voice and looked up to see Harry, "Would you like to come sit with us?" He asked. She thought about it and nodded.
When she looked at Dumbledore, who smiled and she sat down. "So what year are you Cloak?" Ginny asked who was sitting next to Harry. "7th." She said looking from Harry to Ginny. "Are you two together?" She asked. "Yup." Harry answered. The first years came in and were sorted into houses.
When Dumbledore stood he looked at Hermione and smiled. "Children, listen up, listen up. I have some very bad new to inform you of our head girl, Hermione Granger." Loud gasps and whispers spread around the room. "Over the summer, Ms. Granger house was irrupted in the middle of the night by a clan of Vampires. I am sorry to inform you that None of the Granger family survived." He finished his sentence and every girl except for the Slytherin table burst into tears. Every Gryffindor was in tears even the boys.
"I am very sorry, but we have one of Ms. Granger cousins here with us and will take her place as Head Girl, please everyone this is Ms. Isabel Cloak. The Slytherin's cheered and everyone else congratulated her. There was much sorrow in that room tonight.
Hermione didn't eat at the dinner that night. And not only did Dumbledore notice, but so did a certain Blonde Slytherin. After the prefects had led their students to their common rooms, Draco and Hermione stayed after to find their dorm with Dumbledore.
"I trust you don't need my help with anything else." He said before wandering off. Draco looked at Hermione and smirked. "You can pick the password, just say I'm changing the password and tell her the password." Hermione said. "Well, nice to see you back miss. I was getting a little lonely without one of my..." Hermione cut off the portrait, "Not now Aristol, cant you see we have another in our midst."
The portrait froze noticing Draco. "Terrible sorry Miss, I did not see him. We will talk later?" She questioned. "Yes, yes fine." Hermione said. "He wishes to change the password, Draco have you decided?" Hermione asked. "Yeah, Dracula." Hermione froze at his words, 'why did he pick Dracula, does he know something?' she thought.
"Why Dracula Draco?" She asked as the portrait flung open. "Well, didn't you notice, she is a vampire. I thought it would be the best if we put her at home, with a password like Dracula." He smirked. He sat on the couch and patted the seat next to him for her to sit down. 'What could it hurt?' she thought. She walked over and sat down.
"So...Cloak, or should I call you Isabel?" He asked trying to look in her cloak. "No, Cloak is fine." She said. "Ok, so cloak, why the cloak, I mean are you like afraid of the light or something." He asked, but ask soon as he saw her move to get up he grabbed her wrists. "It's a personal matter and I would rather not say." She said taking notice of him on her wrists.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, I just didn't want you to go." He said letting go of her wrists. "Im fine, don't worry, you can't hurt me." Which was true because the only part of a Vampire you can hurt are their feelings and that is if they have feelings.
He smiled at this comment and put his hand on her knee. She saw him do so and jumped up. "I've gotta go." She said running to her room. "Cloak, wait, I didn't mean it." He said running up the stairs. 'Why is he being so nice, I bet he wouldn't if he know who I was.' She thought. She picked up a parchment and started doing her summer homework.
There was a knock on her door and Draco entered. "I am sorry, really I am." He saw her doing homework. "OK, you're starting to remind me of Hermione." He said but saw her eyes go deep. Her wanted to see the rest of her face; he wanted to get to know her.
"I am sorry Draco but I must ask you leave, I am still getting over the fact that my only family in this world, were killed like a week ago, so if you please, I need to take a shower and get some sleep." She said. "Um Cloak, you do know it is like 4:00 pm. don't you." He asked. "Yes, but I went to sleep very late last night, and am still very tired." He looked at her suspiciously but nodded and left.
Hermione woke at 8:00 the same night and noticed she skipped dinner. She really didn't care, but at the foot of her bed was a plate of dinner and a card. She picked up the cards and read it. Cloak,
Thought you might get hungry
Draco
'Why was he acting like this? This was NOT a regular Draco. Maybe he just wanted to get to her, the person under the cloak.' She thought, but did eat.
(A/N... I hope you liked it, my very first attempt at a fan fiction. Please R&R)