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Author's Note: After reading my fanfics again, I realized that all of them share the basic Neville/Luna and/or Ginny/Draco relationships, so I decided to try something different. I think this story is working well enough right now, but I'll let you be the judge of that. As always, R&R.
"I know, Granger," said the cold voice in a whisper. He was standing right behind her in the dark, otherwise empty room. She could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck as he spoke the frightening words. An involuntary shudder ran through her body. She half wanted to turn around and laugh, ask him what he was talking about, pretend she didn't know. But she knew. And she could tell from the calm confidence in his voice that he knew, too. She didn't turn around.
"I'll do anything. Just don't tell." She was used to rumors being spread about her; in her fourth year, Daily Prophet reporter Rita Skeeter had written several false, negative articles about her. But this was one secret that Hermione just couldn't handle getting out. She wondered why Malfoy had even bothered letting her know that he knew before telling the rest of the school. For a second, she wondered how he found out at all; she hadn't even told Harry or Ron. But Malfoy had an annoying habit of knowing things he shouldn't.
"What makes you so sure I haven't already?" She could hear a laugh in his voice; he was enjoying this thoroughly.
"If you had, I'd have heard about it by now from someone else." She certainly hoped he hadn't told anyone. She was trying to seem confident; she couldn't sound afraid. "What do you want?"
One word. All he said was one word. But that word was the worst possible word he could have said. "You." He walked away, but Hermione could still feel the warmth of his breath on the back of her neck, and she knew he was still watching her, even if he was across the castle.
When she was certain he was no longer looking at her, Hermione turned around, stuck her head out of the doorway, made sure no one was around, and ran to her dormitory, blushing furiously all the way.