Disclaimer: I am not J.K.R. and I don't own Harry Potter or anything to do with Harry Potter.

A/N: Well first off. This is my first fic. I want to explain a few things about it,To avoid problems. Fist off. It is a post HBP story. Also it Starts off in the middle, and Works forwards from there, and has flashbacks from the past to put the pieces together on how they got to where they are. Anyway enough of this. On with the story...

Hermione rolled over in her bed to find Draco laying next to her in the most somber and peaceful sleep she had ever seen him in. She smiled as she watched him breath in a rhythmic motion. Up and down, Up and down. She loved him so much. Everything about him. The way his eyes lit up and filled with so much emotion when he saw her. The loving way he would hold her. The way his voice would show his happiness when he talked to her. Even the way he would sleep next to her, made her heart jump. She continued to stare at him and think about everything that had happened. Over the past year.

Their Seventh year had gone and past with much drama and angst and regret. The one thing however that She did not regret was letting her emotions take over, So that she could fall in love with Draco Malfoy. So much had happened to bring them to where they were now. They had over come so much, and even though Hermione knew there was much more to overcome. She also knew they could do it. That all they needed was their love, and trust within each other. She then reached over and started stroking his hair, softly so she wouldn't wake him. She began to reminisce back to just one year ago. They had just began there Seventh year, Draco was new to the Order and not a soul in the Order, that Hermione could recall anyway trusted him. Except Dumbledore that is.

Hermione walked right past the Gryfindor table, and over to where she saw professor Dumbledore sitting in the center of the head table. She just couldn't wait even one more second to have a word with him. She needed some answers. They all needed answers, and if no one else was brave enough to ask the elderly man, Hermione would. It was like someone had turned their entire world upside down. If what she had heard was true than nothing made sense anymore. She approached Dumbledore with a fake smile on her face, Although the confusion in her eye's was apparent, Especially to someone like Dumbledore. He looked like his usual spirited self. "Professor, May I have a quick word before the feast begins. It is rather important." She asked, trying to hide her bewilderment.

"Why Miss Granger, I think There is a few minutes to spare. Follow me." He made a hand gesture behind him towards a small door. Hermione had never been in this room before, But then again there were tons of rooms in the castle she was sure she had never been in before. They entered the room and he flicked his wand slightly creating two overstuffed black chintz chairs. Hermione sat in one and Professor Dumbledore in the other.

"Professor" She started a little nervous to over step her grounds."I know that this may seem out of line, but I am not sure that you made a good decision over the summer regarding the matter of..." She was however cut off.

"Miss Granger, I know considering past events that you feel that I, Nor anyone else should trust Draco Malfoy, but I have my reasons for trusting him now, And I would never do anything to jeopardize the Order. So please take my words seriously when I say this. He was sincere the night he came to me and told me he wanted to help us take down Voldemort and his father. People can change, When shown change."

" I want to believe that is true Professor, I honestly do. It is that he is not just an ordinary person coming to you and telling you he wants to help the Order. He is the son of the most infamous death eater. He is the person who does everything to make people's life a living hell. If your not a pureblood anyway."

"I know he has a hard exterior, And yes he has had a shady past, but we can't blame him for who his parents are, That would be judging someone unfairly now wouldn't it?" The old man replied.

" I guess it would, but it isn't like he hasn't lived up to that reputation to a certain extent. So, honestly, How can you be so sure? What could he have possibly said to you that night, That cleanses him of all his past actions?" She never thought in a million years she would be having this conversation about Malfoy's reputation. It just seemed certain knowledge that All Malfoy's, Draco included were dreadful.

"That Miss Granger, You will have to ask him yourself. For he confided in me and I will keep the promise I made to him. Is that all you wanted to talk about?"

"Yes Professor. I am not convinced yet, but I will try to give him a chance." Hermione replied, reluctantly.

"I am glad to hear it Miss Granger cause like it or not, He is one of us now. Oh and just a couple of things before we join everyone for the start of term feast. You know you have to keep his status on everything a secret if he is going to be of any good use to use as a spy. Also Please try and talk with Harry and Ron and get them to give him a chance. There is good in Young Mister Malfoy, Much talent as well. If you four could get past everything. There is no doubt in my mind that we could win this vastly approaching war."

"Yes Professor. I am not sure he will ever work along side me though. He "may" be working for the Order, but being nice to...er in his words "Mudbloods" is something I am sure he can't do."

Dumbledore just smiled and walked out of the door, Hermione closely followed. She walked over to the Gryfindor tables and sat down next to Harry. "Well that didn't go as I had hoped." She said, in an exasperated tone.

"So, We didn't get it wrong on the extendable ears, then?" Harry said in a hushed voice.

"Nope, Malfoy has seemed to have convinced Dumbledore that he is good and not a slimy git." As soon as the words left her mouth she remembered what Dumbledore had said about being civil. So, she thought she should at least give him a slight chance, That way if he did turn out to be a lying git, then at lest Hermione would be the bigger person. "I mean perhaps he really did change. I just wish I knew what he had told Dumbledore. Then maybe this whole thing would make more sense." She started to speak more to herself than Harry.

"Mione, I don't need you going soft too. This is Malfoy, We both know that he is only saying this stuff so he can run back to Daddy and Voldemort and tell them everything. He will ruin everything we have worked so hard for."

"Harry. Just let me try and find out what he told Dumbledore. Then let me find out if it's true or not. That may give us some insight to weather or not he is a lying ferret trying to destroy our lives. Or if he is just a annoying ferret trying to bother our lives."

With that comment Harry just laughed. He still look just as unconvinced as Hermione about the whole ordeal. Hermione spent the rest of dinner catching up with people from over the summer and arguing with Ron here and there. She knew there was nothing she could find out about Malfoy at the moment. It wouldn't look to good for her to march up to him and start a conversation. She still didn't believe he could be "good" but she still couldn't blow his cover for the Order none the less. Once the speeches were done and the feast was over. Hermione and everyone else started to leave the hall. She looked over and saw that Malfoy was hanging around taking his time. Knowing this could be the perfect opportunity to get some insight into this whole insane "mess", she herself began to lag behind too. She decided to kneel down and re-tie her shoe, not taking her eye's off Malfoy. She would leave when he did. Once the hall was mostly cleared out, she noticed Malfoy heading for the doors. Slowly started to make her way towards the door too. Keeping a close eye on him, Not letting him get to far ahead. Finally when they were alone in the hall. Hermione mustered up the courage to be nosy and talk to him.

"Malfoy?" She said with a somewhat timid expression on her face letting him know that she was afraid this could go very badly.

"What Granger" He said in a mono toned expression.

"I wanted to talk to you a bit..." before she could finish he had cut her off.

"Let me guess. It is about my actions this summer. Well I figured you got all the information you needed from Dumbledore."

"Well that is it. Yes I did talk to him about you, but there were some things I still would liked cleared up."

"Well put it this way Granger. Yes I am on your side. No I don't care if you, Or the rest of the golden trio believes me. All I need is the trust of Dumbledore."

"I just wanted to know what made you change. Something huge had to have happened in your life that made you change."

"That Granger, Is not something I care to share with you. I may be helping the Order now, but that does not mean I like you or the rest of the losers you hang out with." He replied in an almost sadistic tone.

"Malfoy. If you want us to believe you. You should try making an effort at least." Hermione said trying to avoid an argument. She was tired and not in the mood to throw back insults with Malfoy.

"Look, I have my reasons. If they are good enough for Dumbledore, Then his word should be good enough for you. Or is it that you don't trust him yourself?" He said with a smirk on his face. He knew this would enrage her.

"I trust Dumbledore. How dare someone like you, imply such ridiculous notions. It is just after all the years of you being an horrible dreadful excuse for a human. I can't understand how one could change just like that." she finished, with a snap of her finger.

" I have my reasons, and I don't have to explain myself to you of all people. I am heading off to bed now, for I am growing tired of you and this conversation. However, I will say one last thing to you before I leave. Please don't try "chatting" with me again. It looks bad on me to be seen with your kind" Draco stated, with that he turn away from Hermione and left for what she could only assume was the Slytherin dungeons.

Hermione was now even more convinced, That he was still a supporter of Voldemort. How could he not be! "Her kind?" What was that all about? If he was good, Then he must see that all people are alike. That was exactly what they were fighting for in the first place. What had he told Dumbledore to make the old man think he had actually changed? She wondered. Whatever it was, It must have been a huge long sob story, that "Daddy" helped him cook up.. As she pondered this, she began walking back towards the Gryfindor common room. She was tired, And needed rest if she was going to figure this whole thing out.

She continued stroking Draco's Hair. She smiled slightly as she thought about it all, how silly she had been not trust in Dumbledore. She then remembered, She never did find out what had made Draco had change. She would ask him when he awoke. She decided. Surely it wouldn't be a big deal now. As she laid there beside him remembering and wondering. Draco started to wake. He looked over at Hermione. He always thought she looked so pretty when she smiled."Good Morning Sweetheart. You look deep in thought? What are you thinking about?" He asked.

She looked over at Draco and her heart melted at his smile, Thinking about how amazing he was pushed the thought to ask him her question from her mind. "Good Morning Love. Oh, Just of us." She simply replied, more focused on his body at the moment than what he was actually saying.

"Oh really?...Good or bad?" He said, As he put his arm over her and pulled her in close. She snuggled against his body.

"Well actually. It was the first time we talked after you joined the Order. So not so good, I guess." She answered, "naughty" thoughts beginning to run through her mind.

"Oh..Yeah. that didn't go to well. Did it?" He said, Remembering how awful he had been.

"No it didn't, But it all turned out good in the end. So I forgive you Malfoy." She giggled at the mention of his Surname. Draco turned to her to give her a retort, but she continued before he could reply. "And now we are more in love than ever, and that is what matters. so, How did you sleep?" She asked, changing the subject. She began to rub her hands softly on his chest.

"Quite good. I was dreaming of you." He said with a look of mischief in his eyes.

"Oh really. What were we doing?" Hermione answered, liking where this conversation was going.

"I will show you my dearest." He said, in a low sexy tone. He then cupped her face and turned it towards his and kissed her passionately on the lips, making his hunger for her apparent.

"I was hoping it was a dream like that." She replied, after breaking away from the kiss. He smiled at her, And began to kiss her again with the utmost intensity. He pushed her back onto the bed, and crawled on top of her. They then began to make his dream a reality.

A/N: Well I hope you all liked it. This chapter was actually hard to write. I had some trouble with it. Sorry if there is any spelling mistakes. I need a beta. If anyone is interested then let me know through e-mail. Thanks :) I will have the second chapter up as soon as I get some reviews. Anyway That's all for now.

Megs :)