A/N: I would like to thank all those people who reviewd the first chapter, I didn't expect to get three review so fast, so I wrote this up to thank you, keep reviewing, and I should keep writing. Enjoy, -Sises

The sixth year Gryffindor and Slytherin potions class was now officially over, and already half the students had rushed out of the room, with the other close behind. Snape was busy writing down which group was to make which potion, as he finished writing the last of the groups down, he noticed something was amiss.

"Professor? I wanted to let you know, I plan on making the Aspectus Potion." Snape glanced up from his parchment to see Hermione Granger standing in front of him, a peculiar look of determination on her face. How strange…

"And who is the lucky fool who gets to 'help' you on such potion?" The Gryffindor glanced around a bit, as if thinking the answer was writing on the wall as plain as day.
"Um Professor, I don't plan on having a partner, I would like to complete this on my own." Snape raised a black eyebrow at this.

"Miss Granger, I specifically said that all potions are to be down in pairs, no one, not even an smart little know it all such as yourself will do any of these potions on your own." Hermione opened her mouth, but nothing came out, it seems that she was speechless for once. "Well then we might have a problem professor, because everyone else is already in pair's, theirs no one left for me to work with."

Snape gave out what could almost be mistaken as a laugh as he looked at the young woman before him. "For once you are wrong miss Granger." looking over her shoulder Snape raised his voice just enough for it to carry across the room.

"Mr. Malfoy? Please wait outside my class room, I have something to discuss with miss Granger here." Hermione felt her insides go cold, she didn't know Malfoy was still in the room…Malfoy? Please tell me that he has a partner, and that Snape just didn't want him to hear whatever he's going to say…Snape waited until the door was securely latched before he started again.

"Miss Granger, as unfortunate as it is, it seems that you and Mr. Malfoy will have to work together to complete your potion, as you are the only two left." Hermione would of screamed her outrage had she been talking to anyone else. Though she fully trusted Severus Snape as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, she still knew him to be a dangerous, and very angry man. Provoking him to violence, was not something she ever wanted to do.

" But Professor! You know how Malfoy and I are? We wouldn't get anything done, we'd be fighting the whole time, there's a better chance of both of us going to the hospital wing then completing anything together." Now Hermione was definitely sure she saw a smile on the mans face, but having never seen such a thing, she couldn't know precisely.

"Never the less Miss Granger, you are the only two students left, so you will have to work together. Let's hope your Gryffindor's hatred for all that is Slytherin will not interfere with your need to keep a perfect grade. As I said before, you both must work on the potion equally, and I must have two samples given to me, as well as a list of effects the two of you sustained." Hermione felt her stomach disappearing as the seconds past…her night had looked mildly entertaining before, when it was just her making an interesting potion. But now all interest and academics had disappeared when she imagined it spent with Malfoy. its my own personal Hell. Trying to learn with a smart assed pureblood whispering 'mudblood, mudblood' over and over, until I snap. Though she hated to do it, Hermione had to admit defeat…she couldn't argue with a teacher, no matter how much she hated them.

"Very well Professor, I'll go let Malfoy know that we have to make the Aspectus potion…together." As she ran to leave, Snape ordered her to stop where she was. She had barley made it four feet.

"That, is the matter that I wished to discuss with you." Hermione now look at Snape with genuine confusion on her face. What first I can't work alone, now I can't make the potion I want?

"Though it does not surprise me in the least, not a single person opted to make the Metoninosus Potion. Now if the rules were up to me, then I would have no problem erasing such a potion from the very walls of this classroom…but Ministry law states that I must have one sixth year class brew it." Hermione didn't know who she wanted to curse more, the ministry for creating such a stupid rule, Snape for enforcing it, or Malfoy, for his mere existence. "So I will have to deny your request to make the Aspectus."

"You want me and Malfoy to brew Metoninosus?"

Snape rolled his eyes, already annoyed by the girl.

"Yes Miss Granger, that is what I want you to brew."

"But that's a Lust Potion!"

Snape moved his hands up to massage his temples, a strong headache was started to move through his head.
"I am well aware of that." Something about the situation had still failed to register with Hermione, who's mind was apparently stuck, and on repeat.

"You want Malfoy and I to make a lust potion? But what about the effects? We hate each other!"
Snape's patience with the girl had finally broke. His hands slipped from his head, and slammed against his desk. The sudden noise cause Hermione to jump in surprise.

"Then the two of you shall have no problem with said effects, if your mutual distain for one another is so great, then not even a potion as powerful as this is supposedly is, will effect you at all." Hermione's mouth was open in surprise. Snape was now outright glaring at her, his black eyes staring at her, unblinkingly.

"Now leave me alone girl, finish the damn potion, and have it to me by next class. Leave now!" Hermione didn't need to be told twice, turning on the spot she ran towards the door, and didn't slow until she had it latched behind her. She allowed herself to catch a few deep breaths before she thought about what had just happened. I just pissed Snape off, Severus Snape is pissed, a teacher is pissed…what else can go wrong tonight?

"So what does Snape want to talk with me about." Hermione groaned outright, she had forgotten that he was even their, but such a thing didn't last too long. Draco Malfoy stood leaning against the wall, just feet from the door, smirk in place, with his perfected drawl.

"Speak up Granger, I need to go start work on my potion."

"What are you talking about Granger?" Hermione didn't answer though she just continued to walk into the depths of the forest.

The woods were just starting, but they were already thick. Huge tree's like California Redwoods were sprawled out all over the place, roots the size of small pines moved in and out of the ground, making the walking less the enjoyable. And then there's the thorn bushes…Numerous bushes encased in thorns lay about the floor, some growing up tree's, others just covering the ground.

It was a few minutes before Hermione found herself in a clearing, the light of the full moon shone around, giving the place an eerie and yet also peaceful feelings. She thought it might be a romantic sight, had it not been in the middle of a dark forest, with an asshole for company.

Looking behind herself for said asshole, she noticed that he had kept on her tail the whole way. He now stood propped up against a tree, watching her with a look of annoyance.

"Going to tell me why we have to work together, and make the stupidest potion the world has ever seen to boot?" The moon lit night calmed down Hermione a bit, the small breeze blowing through the forest made her feel at peace. She wasn't going to waste time wondering why.

"We have to work together because apparently we were the only ones left, and under no circumstances are we allowed to work alone. And we have to make this stupid potion, because Snape is a bastard."

Silence filled the clearing for a moment, and it was Malfoy who eventually broke it, with a snort of laughter. "D-did you just call Snape a bastard!" his laughs of amusement were strange, not at all like the laugh he used for when he was taunting someone, less drawl in them. Hermione though had the grace to blush at being caught, she had call him a bastard hadn't she…I insulted a teacher…oh I could get in so much trouble for doing that…

"Well its true…" she mumbled quietly to herself. Though not quiet enough as judging by his renowned bout of laughing the ferret had heard her. Damn him…its not that funny anyways…

"That is one of the funniest things I've heard in a while…little miss know it all, actually called a teacher a bad word…and here I thought you worshiped them all?" Hermione just glared at the blonde, too busy getting things ready to waste anymore breath on him.

The time seemed to move by slowly, eventually the two teenagers had started to get to work, Hermione eventually telling Draco the whole story behind their forced teamwork. Afterwards Malfoy took the time to cut, mash, and otherwise prepare all the ingredients so perfectly that Hermione had to admit was better then what she could of done. The two worked in silence, neither one of them wanted to say anything that would disrupt their work, and therefore their grade, so they kept silent, only speaking when absolutely necessary.

The hours slowly crept by, the night became colder, as the peaceful draft that Hermione had felt before, became colder. Hermione noticed herself shiver every once in a while, she huddled closer to their potions fire, hoping it would giver her some warmth.

Hermione checked the directions for the fifth time or so that night, she had just added the willowswept berries, and now she just had to wait for the potion to turn an light lavender. Then we add the last ingredient, the South American crimson cashews. Hermione felt a small laugh come up, and couldn't help but giggle just a bit. The name of the small little red nut, always made her laugh, she wasn't sure why. But ever since she had heard it, she couldn't help herself from giggling just once at the mention of it.

Hermione tried not to look over at Malfoy, who was preparing said cashews, she didn't want to know whether or not he had heard her little laugh.

"How much longer until its finished Granger?" Hermione almost jumped at the sound of his voice, it had been at least an hour that the two hadn't said a word to one another, the only sound had been the crackling of the fire, and the sound of the wind rushing through the woods. It almost felt strange to Hermione, to hear another person's voice.

"All we have to do is add the cashews, and let it turn to a dark red, then we let it cool under the light of the moon, and we're good to try it." Malfoy just nodded, intent on splitting the cashews as closely into equal halves as he could. When he finished he moved over towards Hermione and dropping them slowly into the boiling cauldron. The two of them watched as the potion started to swirl angrily, small amounts of smoke came off it, as the potion bubbled and churned.

"Its almost beautiful, so angry looking, almost powerful, like a red thunderstorm…" Hermione hadn't known she had spoken out loud until she heard Malfoy's snort.

"The moon light turning you into a poet Granger? Are you going to start reciting some love sonnets for yours truly?" His laugh just made what was left of Hermione's patience inch slowly to the breaking point.

"Shove it up your ass Malfoy, its too late to have to deal with you." Malfoy's answer was just another amused laugh in her direction, as he moved back to sit next to a tree, his back propped up against it, facing Hermione and their potion.

Hermione was only too glad for him to move away, this was the most amount of time she had ever been with Malfoy ever before, and she was alone for it all. Though she knew things could have been much worse, she was still unnerved about how long they had been in the clearing together. What time is it anyways? Reaching down to pull up her sleeve, Hermione looked at her watch, and almost gasped out loud at what was displayed.

11:47 p.m.

Is it that late already? Its almost midnight…hmm tomorrows Beltain, I wonder if Ron is planning something for me? Hermione allowed herself to drift into a bit of a day dream, where her loving boyfriend was more of a romantic, and less of a gentlemen. Hermione felt guilty every time she thought about it, but she wasn't completely happy with the way her relationship with Ron was going. Yes she had felt like it was great in the beginning, but something had been missing since even then. Hermione had thought it was love, and that it would be filled once she truly fell in love with the bumbling red head. But lately she had begun to understand what it actually was.

Attraction…Hermione and Ron having dated for several months, had several times found themselves alone and trying to snog the life out of each other. Ron seemed to be more then enjoying himself, if the way his hands moved around on her body, and the hardness pressing into her had been any indication, but Hermione herself had felt very little, if anything.

Ron just needs to be spontaneous and sweep me off my feet or something, be a bit more decisive, bit more dashing, bit more handsome…wait what? Hermione felt guilt rush into her at the thoughts she was having…handsome? But Ron is good looking, he's great looking really, I mean he's nice and tall, and….he's hot truthfully…with his…and….um. Shit…

Hermione felt her face turn red in embarrassment, she buried her burning cheeks in her hands, as her mind ran back and forth without pause. Do I even think he's good looking? I mean, yeah I care about him a lot, we've been the greatest of friends and all…but…what's going on with me? Why do I just now seem to know that this whole time the problem had been me? What's wrong with me, Ron is perfect for me, he's the greatest…why don't I find him attractive? Hermione was given no time to further dissect her newest epiphany, as she felt something prod her in the shoulder rather roughly. Turning around quickly she looked up to see Malfoy look at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Its not time to sleep yet Granger, the potion's going to be ready any minute now, and then we have to test it remember?"

Hermione nodded, more to herself to him. She gave herself a second to move her thoughts about he relationship and Ron to the back of her mind, she would deal with all that in the morning. But first she had to finish this if she was even going to have a morning. No doubt Snape would kill me himself if I just walked out on this…damn Snape and his stupid class, damn me for needed to be perfect in everything…

Moving over to her potions book, Hermione dusted a few bits of leaves, and dirt off the pages, before reading over the directions for what she hoped was the last time. Checking all the steps mentally as she read them, she looked back and forth between the potion and her book, check the consistency, the color variation, and even the time, to make sure everything was perfect. And as well as she could tell, it was. It was a dark Crimson, that seemed to reflect light in them, like liquid Ruby. Hermione couldn't tell if the shapes she saw in the potion were reflections from within the cauldron, or from without.

"So is it done? Did we do it right?" Malfoy's voice was noticeably lacking its usual drawl, curious Hermione was tempted to ask what was wrong with him. But refrained, they were so close to completion it would be stupid to ruin it all when they were almost done. He must just be tired or something….though I always thought Ferrets were nocturnal…

"Yeah, its almost done, we just need it to cool in the moon light, should only take a few minutes, then we can test it." Taking out her wand, Hermione spelled the fire away, letting the cauldrons bubbling interior fill the clearing, the only mistakable sound besides the occasional gust of wind, which had died down some time ago, the night was much warmer now. Hermione was confused as to how she should allow the next few minutes to pass, normally some small talk would help it all to pass quickly enough, but present company shot that idea down before it even got off the ground. Well guess I'll just have to sit patiently…

It only took two minutes before one of the two lost their patience with the silence, and proceeded to hum a song that only they could hear, their fingers tapping themselves to an inaudible beat on a potions book.

"Granger will you stop with the humming, its atrocious." Hermione just stuck her tongue out at Malfoy, a move that surprised the both of them. Even she didn't know why she chose to be so childish at a time like this. "Fine then, I won't hum…" Malfoy seemed to sigh in relief,

"I'll sing." she replied in a cheeky tone.

Malfoy just groaned out loud this time, but Hermione didn't pay him any mind, she was bored, and had a few minutes still until their potion was cool.

Her voice started out slow, and quiet, barley heard past the potion, or the tree's, like a ghost or a slight draft of wind, it drifted out through the forest.

"How can you see into my eyes… like open doors."

"Leading you down into my core, where I've become so numb…"

"Granger if you sing one more verse of whatever stupid muggle shit your singing, I will personally knock our potion to the ground, and force you to fail." Hermione stopped, but not without a small laugh to herself. She knew that Draco wouldn't ruin his own grade just to see hers ruined, but she just found it fun to annoy him. "Alright Malfoy, calm down. Don't get your knickers in a twist…besides the potion should be ready now…lets get this over with so we can all go to bed."

Moving towards the potion Hermione was the first to get their, she slowly ladled a bit into a small glass vial, looking at the way it seemed to shine even when being poured. She only half heard her watch chime the new hour as she began took one last look at her potion.

"Are you ready Malfoy? Lets just do this and go back home." Looking closer at her potion, Hermione noticed that it looked a bit strange…Oh please don't say we did something wrong…its too late for all this to be a big waste of time.

"The potion looks a bit strange Malfoy, bit too red I think…Malfoy what do you-"

"Its not the potion Granger…it's the moon!"What in Merlin's name is he talking about? turning around Hermione noticed that something was wrong, the forest wasn't just dark anymore, it had a strange red tint. Even Malfoy seemed to be bathed in red, Hermione was startled to say the least, but when she saw Draco only half way to the potion, stopped in the middle of the clearing, his mouth open in surprise, as he looked up towards the heavens; Hermione knew something was wrong.

Looking skyward Hermione gasped out loud. The sky was no longer just filled with twinkling stars, and a full moon, it was a strange mesh of white and red stars, and a very red moon. It looks like its covered in blood! For the first time tonight, Hermione felt completely scared, fully, totally, scared and confused. Not even with Malfoy's anger had she been this scared, in the middle of the dark forest with a blood red moon above her, Hermione Granger had no idea what else to do, except stare in absolute awe and shock. What in the world is going on?

She didn't know how long she had started at the moon, but after what seemed like a second, and yet felt like a year, Hermione's vision went white. The Forest, the clearing, the stars and the moon itself disappeared in a flash of blinding white light, so bright when it ended Hermione's eyes were closed tightly in pain.

"Ahh, what the fuck was that!"

Hermione guess that it was Malfoy who had yelled out in pain, but she was so disoriented from the bright flash that she couldn't of been sure. She probably wouldn't even had known if a rampaging herd of cows had past through the clearing at this moment, all she could so was rub at her eyes, trying to get them to open without burning. "Malfoy can you see anything!" Hermione had dropped to her knee's, and tried to press her head as close to her chest as she could, her temporary blindness seemed to have heightened her senses, as the ground felt very cold and wet, almost as if she didn't have any clothes on at all, and was just feeling it all through nothing more then her bare skin.

"Granger…what the hell just happened…what was that flash…why can't I see anything?"

"I don't know…I can't see anything either…I think we're just suffering from the flash…I mean we're not blind right?" Hermione didn't want to acknowledge the way her voice wavered as she tried to finish her sentence, her fear was making her eyes burn even more, as tears slipped past her eyelids."

"No we can't be blind…my eyes are starting to see something, but its hard to keep them open…"

Hermione eventually found herself able to slowly open her eyes. Her vision was very blurry, a mix of tears and eye strain caused her eyes to hurt whenever she tried to focus. Taking a few seconds to whip away all her tears, Hermione felt her vision come back fully.

Nothing had changed, the forest, the clearing, even the potion was completely the same. All except for her potion vial which had fallen to the forest floor, luckily it hadn't broken as he landed on the wet grass below. Turning around Hermione looked around for Malfoy, she found him, not too far away from where he had been staring open mouthed at the moon. Hermione took a quick glance to the heavens to see that everything was completely normal, when her eyes reverted back to Malfoy in surprise. She thought it had just been a trick of the eye, but now she saw in surprise and shock something she never thought she would ever see.

Draco Malfoy was completely, and utterly naked.

Hermione felt herself blush as she look at him, his skin was apparently pale all the way through, from his feet to his silver blonde hair. Hermione saw that really was relatively well toned in the chest and arms. His legs aren't too bad either and that tattoo on his chest, nice….and…My My… Mr. Malfoy it seems you truly are blessed with everything, not just money. Hermione felt herself blush even more when she caught sight of his manhood, looking up to face him. Hermione noticed that he had finally got his eyes to open, and was now staring at her as well, a look of confusion on his face.

"Malfoy…why are you naked?" Hermione tried her best to ask the question in a very monotone way. Though she didn't particularly like the ferret, she wasn't the type to embarrass someone in such a situation that was embarrassing enough. Malfoy seemed to shake his head a bit back and forth, clearing the confusion from his face it looked like. Looking down at himself, he looked even more confused, before turning to face Hermione again. "You know I could ask you the same question Granger…"

Hermione's eyes widened, looking down for just a split second, Hermione saw what she feared…she was also completely naked, not a shred of clothing on her. Oh my God where are my clothes! Why are we naked!….Oh my God Malfoy's looking at me while I'm naked! Hermione with a scream was quick to jump back into the woods, to hide herself behind a tree.

"What the hell is going on Malfoy!" Hermione was looking frantically back and forth, trying to find her clothing. Why, how, could my clothes just disappear! What's going on? Hermione tried to think of a spell that could get her out of the single most embarrassing situation that has ever happened to her, when Malfoy began talking to her.

"Granger come out from that tree, so we can talk about this, and figure out the fuck is going on."

"I'm naked you pervert, I'm not coming out so you can ogle my body you sick minded little f-"

"You stupid mudblood, conjure a blanket and cover yourself! What the hell do you think you have a wand for!" Hermione felt like smacking herself. Quickly conjuring an entire king size comforter she wrapped it around herself several times, and even used her want to sew it shut just so she didn't have to keep it together herself.

Moving out from her little hiding place, Hermione looked over and noticed that Malfoy was dressed in a similar quilt, though much smaller, and more resembling a skirt or a kilt. Hermione felt almost foolish, if not jealous that she had to cover her entire body, and resemble some kind of deranged marshmallow, when he just has to wear a heavy kilt.

" That suits you Granger…you look quite like the house elf's you love so much." Hermione raised her wand and with a wave sent a jet of red light towards Malfoy. Not expecting anything, he was caught with surprise, when the spell burned him in the leg. Cursing he glared up at the witch, who was trying to look threatening, while wrapped up in a very large blanket.

"Now is not the time for jokes Malfoy, lets just figure out what the hell just happened, so we can go home." Malfoy seemed to think it over a bit before nodding his head.

"Alright Granger, we'll work together tonight to try and figure this out, before we head off to our common room's looking like we just spent the last few hours shagging like rabbits. Why don't we start with that tattoo of yours on your chest…quite delectable if I do say so myself." Malfoy had the gall to move his eyebrows in a suggestible way. Hermione would have been insulted if she actually knew what he was talking about in the first place.

"What are you talking about? I don't have a Tattoo on my chest, I don't have a tattoo at all!"

Malfoy rolled his eyes before speaking.

"Alright be embarrassed about it if you want, but its not like you can lie about it, We saw each other completely naked Granger, and I happened to see quite the intricate little design on your chest, a star design all in black, with runes of some sort on them? Ring any bells?" Hermione actually opened her mouth in surprise, her mind was now stuck as she tried to process what he was talking about. "Actually Malfoy that does ring some bells."

"Well finally you're going to admit-"

"-That sounds just like the Tattoo you have on your chest." Hermione watched as Malfoy stopped in mid sentence, he glanced down at his own chest for a second before looking up at her in shock. "What the fuck?…But…wait…Granger, look at your chest!" Hermione had to laugh at him. The boys got balls that's for sure…

"Sorry Malfoy but I'm not going to give you a show here, you've seen more then you ever should of, now be a pervert somewhere else."

"Shut up Granger, and Look at your bloody chest, here I'll turn around!." Hermione was now confused as he did as he was saying…carefully keeping an eye on him, Hermione moved the comforter down past her breasts, to her midriff, what she saw their caused her to scream in fright.

She had the exact same tattoo a Malfoy apparently did, a four by four inch black star tattoo, covered in runes and other intricate designs, it started just inches below the collar bone, and ended just around her breasts. What the hell is going on here!