A/N: Hi again. Here's mah second chapter. And do tell me when mah writing gets boring. So, read along…

In the dark he could make out the figure, the sweet smell and the curly locks of hair.

"Hermione? What are you-?"

"Shush." She said again. "You ruin the mood by opening that mouth of yours. Put it to better use." She suddenly pressed her lips to him. Ron took a moment before giving in and closing his eyes. She ran her fingers through his hair as he traced her back above her cloak. Ron rolled her back to the walls, going deeper into the kiss. His hands searched for her hooks until her cloak fell away at a click. He was about to pull the sweater off when Hermione held his hand back.

"We are in school."

Ron looked at her as innocently as he could. "They were getting in the way."

Into a few minutes of him wrestling with her clothes, he got to her shirt. His traced the collar once as he buried his face in her hair. His hands fussed with her collar buttons when it gave away. Along with the others.

"I am so sorry." He stared at the torn piece of cloth, his hand just above her chest.

"Well, that got more intensified for snogging"

Ron stopped his hand midway not wanting to let go. But Hermione slapped it away and looked around at the sound source. A pale platinum blonde hair shone in the moonlight. His face darkened by shadows.

"You –" Ron almost pounced upon him before Hermione pulled him back. "No Ron. And you Malfoy didn't anyone teach you it's rude to intrude someone's privacy?"

Malfoy put his hands up. "Sorry, really. I didn't mean to intrude. I was just passing by." Seeing him so neutral, disarmed both of them. Hermione was still confused when he spoke again. "Her- Granger, you might want to fix that shirt."

She looked sideways. Ron's ears had gone red, always a danger sign of a Weasely. She just wanted to grab him and take a run for it.

"You sneaky little death eater. If you were passing by, why didn't you went along? You just have to ruin everything by being there. Where are you coming from anyway? Chatting with your pals? Oh sorry, there aren't left any, are they? Maybe having a reunion at Azkaban, I suppose. Why don't you join them?"

Malfoy took a small step forward. "I had my own issues, Weasely. It's better if we don't bring that up now. Look, I am trying to be polite-."

"Practicing nobility now that you are licking grounds, aren't you?" If Ron's hair would have been a shade deeper, one would have felt like flames coming out.

"I am doing the best I can from my position, Weasely"

"Yeah, like running away like a coward."

"I am not a coward. Don't you dare-."

"I just did." smirked Ron.

"Let's go, please Ron." Hermione practically dragged him out of the corridors. Ron shouted back one more time.

"Hang in the middle, Malfoy. That's the best you can do. Mommy didn't teach to choose sides, did she?"

Ron's growls died away after a few minutes. Malfoy ran a hand through his hair and down his face and gave out a sigh. He leaned against the cold stone wall taking in the cold night. If he could, he wanted to blend away into the night. If has no right, why does he have live anyway. No one cared.

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They climbed through the portrait hole and found Harry and Ginny on the couch. Ron threw himself against the couch, grunting once. Earning himself a few stares. Ginny looked up at Hermione who was trying to hide her half torn shirt with her cloak.

"I don't want to know." She mouthed to her. Harry seemed oblivious to that thing asked "May I ask where you two after the curfew. And what happened to him." He pointed to Ron.

"We were um… doing something. In two corridors past. And Malfoy shows up. You can imagine the rest. "

"Scumbag" sneered Ron.

"Malfoy?" asked Harry. "What was he doing near the Gryffindor's dormitories?

Hermione almost jumped up, realizing something.

"Oh, Harry, I never thought it that way. What was he doing there?"

"Did he go to the Room of Requirement again?" asked Ron.

"No, that's on a different floor. Or maybe." Ginny said, frowning a bit.

"The way he was being polite and all! As if posing like a gentleman will make us forget what he did." Said Ron, snorting once.

"I think he was trying to change." Hermione said, biting her lips.

"We never know what one goes through." Said Harry, "And I m tired." He kissed Ginny slightly on the lips (not daring anything before Ron) "Come on." He said to Ron who dragged himself up. Harry shared a knowing look with Hermione and went up.

Hermione could hear Ron saying as both of them started up the stairs. "I don't understand. Why do you have to act noble all the time! How can you even forgive Malfoy-?"

"I didn't forgive him. Just trying to understand his situation and decisions he was forced to make." Harry said.

"Well, that doesn't excuse what he did." Ron fumed.

"Of course it doesn't but still-?" The voices died out.

Ginny quickly turned to Hermione. She pointed to the shirt. "Did my brother do that?"

"You said you don't want to know."

"Oh well."

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Ron was still sulking during the breakfast. He poked the eggs quite a couple of times. Harry was looking at his timetable. He said" First class DADA. Let's see who's the new teacher."