"The Room of Requirement."

"It seems that way, Granger" Malfoy answered, standing closely behind her. "Shall we go in?" He whispered, so closely Hermione could feel his breath on the back of her ear. There was a short pause before he walked towards the door and turned the handle, he stood aside holding the wooden door open. "After you."

Hermione looked back and caught the final glimpse of the hole in the wall slowly close in on its self, and walked through the wooden doorway.

Hermione had seen many times what the room of requirement had to offer, but this was new.

She stepped inside to find herself in a rectangular shaped room with a large log fire burning brightly at the far end. In front of the fire stood a grand red armchair, there was a small red and green blanket folded over the back of the chair; next to this was a small brown sofa which was covered with again red and green pillows. The rest of the room seemed quite bare except for the walls; they were covered from the floor to the ceiling with books all neatly sitting on wooden shelves.

She walked towards the nearest bookshelf to find that she had never heard of these book titles before. As much as she wanted to go through them all, something had been on her mind since she was awoken in the Library.

She turned her head to see the blonde haired boy standing 3 feet or so to her side, he seemed to be looking for a specific book. She watched him for a while, questions forming in her mind. There he stood and he had just helped her, but he wasn't just anyone. He was Malfoy the heir to the Malfoy fortune, the famous Slytherin prince and the how could she forget Death Eater.

"Why?" the word slipped from her mouth before she could stop herself.

Draco was focused on a row of books next to her; he traced his finger along the books until he stopped on a book wrapped in what looked like some sort of silk. He pulled the book from the shelf, not looking up at Hermione.

"You'll have to be a bit clearer there, Granger" He turned and headed to the other end of the room toward the fireplace.

"Why wake me? You could have just as easily left me there and saved yourself." Hermione said, moving towards the sofa.

Draco stopped as he was about to sit on the large red armchair, and then before he sat down he looked up with smile "Why not?"

"Why not?" Hermione said, taking seat on the sofa.

"That's what I said Granger." Draco said, not looking up from his book. He had unfolded the silk like martial that surrounded the book in his hands and was now gently flicking through. He lifted a hand to the back of his head rubbing it lightly. Then he moved his hand away from his head to revile a small amount of blood on the tips of his fingers.

"That wasn't there earlier" He said, putting the book down on his lap and pulling out his wand. He now had both arms up in the air folded backwards.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asked, while getting out of her seat and pushing his hand away from his head.

"I was going to heal it, if that's okay with you" He said, trying to reach the back of his head but was stopped by Hermione's hands hitting his away. "I'm starting to think you like hitting me, Granger"

She pulled her wand out and moved the boy's blonde hair away from the blooded area on his head. "Well, it's not like you didn't deserve it, you're behaviour was close to barbaric."

Hermione carried on and continued to heal the small bump on the back of his head. She couldn't help but notice how soft his hair was, she had always expected it to be greasy, not that she thought about his hair that is. Thinking about it she had never thought about the way Malfoy looked, yes she knew he was attractive, everyone did. He was the only thing the girls in her dorm spoke about, but she just passed it by.

He always seemed to be bullying someone or shouting abuse at her whenever she came close to him in the past, but since the war he had changed. Not many of the Slytherins in her year returned to Hogwarts, the only ones who came back weren't rich enough to get by or didn't have powerful parents able to get them into jobs. So that's why everyone was shocked at the return of Malfoy, he didn't mix with the others in fact she had barely seen him outside of class.

"Enjoying yourself there, Granger" Malfoy voice snapping her out of her daze, she looked down to see his head healed and her hand playing with his hair. Her face grew bright shade of pink as she walked quickly, towards the exit.

"Oh, come on Granger"

She kept moving, her head staring firmly at the floor.

"Don't be like that, you can carry on if you want." Malfoys said shouting after her.

As soon as she got to the door she opened it and left quickly making sure not to look back.