A/n: new story bitches! Hope you like it.
I remembered that day. The very day Draco Malfoy came to me, Hermione Granger for help. It was during the summer after our sixth year...
I sat in my bedroom, sitting at my desk writing to my best friend Harry Potter. It was late, nearly 12 a.m. I finished my letter but kept it on the desk. i yawned. i stood up from the desk and turned to my bed. Before I was able to sit on my bed, I heard tapping on my window. I glanced at the window and saw pebbles hitting against the glass.
I opened my window and looked outside. I saw a familiar face looking up at me. "M-Malfoy?" I said. The figure nodded. "Granger, I need your help" Draco said in a hushed voice. That one sentence made my heart sink. "Why? Why my help?" Draco shook his head, "I can't explain right now. Let me come in."
I narrowed my eyes. He was too suspicious to me. I shook my bushy head. "No. Tell me why you need my help." Draco had a look of plea in his face. "Please Granger. I promise to explain if you let me come in." I wondered what was with his attitude change. I gave in and went downstairs to open the front door.
Draco looked at me as if he had never seen me before. I wore a pink form fitting nightgown and my curly hair was pulled back by two hair pins. "Are you coming in or not" I whispered. Draco looked at me and nodded. He walked into the homey livingroom. "Follow me. Stay quiet" I advised, or more ordered.
Draco nodded and followed me up the stairs to my room. He looked around my room and looked amused at the moving pictures of Harry and Ron. The pictures glared at Draco as he walked deeper into the room. I turned around and met his smirking face. "Now, explain to me. Why do you need my help?" I said.
He backed up onto my lavender colored wall and looked at me. "You want the whole story?" I put on a DUH kind of face and nodded my head. Draco looked away from my face and up to my chandelier. "Ok. Well it started from the end of last year. When Voldemort attacked Hogwarts. Before that, he offered my a position as a Death Eater."
I wasn't surprised at all. I rubbed a spot in the back of my neck and my wrist. When Voldemort attacked, Draco had hit me down. He hit me in the back of my neck and I fell on my wrist. Draco didn't see this gesture. He continued to talk. "But when he offered the position, I had told him I would think about during the mission he had told me to do. And in the end, I said no."
My eyes widened. "Really" I asked, completely surprised. Draco chuckled. "I see you're surprised" he said. "Well DUH" I replied. He continued to laugh. "Well, after I said no, Voldemort was furious. We wanted the whole Malfoy family in his clutches. Which means if my mother goes down, I go down. My father is already dead so it doesn't really matter about him."
I bit my lip at the information. "The main point is, Voldemort will do anything to get his hands on me. So he and the rest of the Death Eaters are after me." I gasped. Draco's smirk was gone. He looked at me. "That's why I need your help. To keep me safe. I can't believe I'm saying this but, Granger, you're my only hope."
I couldn't believe anything. I was so confused. My mind kept debating to either help Draco or not believe him and kick him out my house. But he had caught me in a good mood so I agreed to help him. "Thanks Granger, I owe you one" Draco said, holding out his hand.
I stared at his hand. "Whatever, you're not sleeping on my bed." "Then where do I sleep? The couch?" he asked. I shook my head. I had him follow me out the door and to a room right next to mine. "This used to be my room. I guess you can stay here for a little while. Now, the bathroom across the hall is my parent's. You're gonna have to use the one in my room now. But always knock before entering my room. Got it?"
He nodded his head and sat on the bed with nothing on it but a pillow. I closed the door and leaned on it. "What am I getting myself into" I whispered to myself.
I had no idea what I was getting myself into. But I also didn't know the great experience that was gonna come to me.