Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I've had so much to do. Also, I'm trying to fit this story into the real plot, so I had to do some research before this one. But, in return, it's a bit longer this time :) Hope you'll like it!

When she woke up the next morning, Draco wasn't there. She looked around, feeling a bit confused. There was a note on the pillow beside her, the same neat handwriting as the note he'd left in her potions book.

"You looked so peaceful, I didn't have the heart to wake you. Love Draco"

A panicking feeling started to build up inside her. She had overslept! She would be late for classes! Hastily she took up her robes from the floor and put them on. Then, with as much care she could afford in the rush, she sneaked out of the room and started running towards her first class, wich was Charms, luckily. What a disaster it would've been if it were Defence against the dark arts, with Snape.

After the lession she raced up to the Gryffindor tower to get her books. When she entered the dormitory, she realized that her pillows were still breathing underneath the cover. She made them stop with a flick of her wand and rushed off to the next class.

By lunchtime she was exhausted from all the stress and the fact that she hadn't eaten all day. As Harry sat with Ron she ate alone, litterally stuffing her face.

On her way to Herbology class she was suddenly dragged into one of the classrooms by someone. It was Draco.

"You!" she screamed, but he signed to her to keep her voice down and she hissed "Why didn't you wake me?"

"I already told you" he said with a smile. It wasn't the ususal sneer she had seen so often, there were mischief and… affection in his eyes.

"But how could you just leave me there?"

He suddenly looked regretful, but soon that mischievous twinkle in his eyes was back.

"I thought it might do you good" he said "you know, lose control a bit."

"Lose control? You don't think that I have lost it already?"

"You're not angry with me, are you?" he said, looking innocent.

How could she resist? "Of course not" she said with a sigh as she slipped into his arms, walking right into that electrical field.

After a moments silence he said: "What do you think about meeting in the Room of Requirement on Saturday night? You won't have to worry about being late for classes on a Sunday."

She smiled into his chest and nodded. "Okay."

X – X - X

She could barely wait until Saturday night, but at the same time she felt really nervous and guilty. She couldn't share this with anyone, this was hers and his secret.

Finally came the evening and she sneaked out of the common room, after enchanting her pillows again. She had to wait until everyone had gone to bed, which was quite late since they were all free the following day. As before, he was waiting for her outside the room, and his face lit up when he saw her approach. Apparently, he had managed to see her despite the Disillusionment Charm. He took her hand and gave it a little squeeze as he led her into the room. Well inside the room she couldn't contain herself, she turned to him and kissed him hungrily. He was a bit startled, but kissed her back while putting his arms around her.

"I've missed you" he said when they finally broke apart. "I thought I was going to loose it when we had Potions together and I couldn't talk to you.

She gave him a sad little smile. That was exactly what was wrong with all this, they had to pretend as though they hated each other whenever they met in school. "I know, me too."

"Do you want to sleep?" he asked her and she nodded. He lay down on his back and she lay beside him, resting her head on his shoulder. She fell aslepp almost immediately, and when she woke up in the morning, he was still there beside her.

"Good morning" he smiled at her.

"Morning. What time is it?"

"Half past ten, you're quite a sleepy head."

"I haven't slept well previously."

"But you are now?" He seemed pleased to hear that.

"It's too late to go down and have breakfast now, isn't it?" she said and avoided to answer.

"Yeah, but I sneaked downstairs and brought you some" he grinned at her, obviously proud of himself, and started to eat.

"So you left me again?"

He stopped with his mouth open, his hand in mid-air. She could see how his mind was racing to come up with something to say to repair the damage.

"I'm joking!" she said with a smirk. "This was really nice of you."

His whole body seemed to relax and he laughed a bit uncertainly. "You really got me there."

They ate the rest of the breakfast and then Hermione streched and said:

"I'd better go back now."

"Yeah, me too. Got lots to do" he said. She eyed him curiously. Lots to do on a Sunday?

"Ladies first" he said when they had assembled everything and made sure there was no one outside the room. "I'll wait 'til you're gone before I go."

She turned round and kissed him one last time before leaving the room.

X – X - X

She had almost reached the portrait of the Fat Lady when she saw Ginny coming towards her.

"Hermione, haven't you heard? Ron's in the hospital wing!"

"What?! Why?"

"He was poisoned. But don't worry" she added when she saw the expression on Hermione's face, "he's all right, Harry was with him and he shoved a bezoar down his throat."

They went to the hospital wing together, where Harry already was, but they were forced to wait outside until madame Pomfrey would let them in.

There he was, lying in one of the beds, looking extremely pale and ill. Hermione felt as though someone took her heart and squeezed it hard. After a while Fred and George came to join them, and then Hagrid came too. When mr and mrs Weasly arrived, she, Harry and Hagrid left. Though her head was a mess, she heard Hagrid tell Harry about the argument between Snape and Dumbledore. Investigations in the Slytherin house? She knew what Harry thought, that they were referring to Draco. But could that really be?

She went to bed right after they had arrived at the Gryffindor tower. Poor Ron. She couldn't stay angry with him. In fact, she hadn't really been angry with him for a while now, but it was such a good excuse to wander off alone. But now, after him nearly getting killed, she couldn't keep that up.

She couldn't fall asleep, she lay tossing and turning while she was thinking of the things that had happened and the things she'd found out during the day. What if Harry was right? What if Draco was up to something? Could it be him that was trying to attack someone with a bewitched necklace and poisoned mead?

"This is insane" the reasoning voice in her head told her.

"I know."

"This can't go on."

"I know."

"You have to end it."

"I know."

X – X - X

The next day she was having breakfast with Harry in the Great Hall. She was trying to concentrate on what he was saying, but it was hard, she was thinking about how she would tell Draco they couldn't see eachother anymore. But suddenly Harry told her something that interested her.

"You know, I checked the Marauder's map yesterday, before the hole Ron-accident, and guess what?"

"What?"

"Malfoy wasn't in his bed!"

She froze. Had he realised why he hadn't seen Malfoy in bed? Had he seen that she hadn't been in hers as well? No, he would've talked to her earlier, wouldn't he?

"Oh" she said, not really knowing how she should reply.

"Well?" Harry urged her.

"Well what?"

"Where do you think he was if he didn't show on the map?"
"How should I know?"

"Thought you might have some idea."

"Well, I don't."

They said nothing for a moment until Harry broke the silence.

"Anyway" he said "I'm going to study the map whenever I can and see where he goes to."

Her heart sank. If Harry was going to look at the map all the time, then he would see her as well, with Malfoy, if they weren't in the room.

"Don't you think you should be concentrating on getting that memory from Slughorn?" she asked him. He looked annoyed and did't answer. Instead he said:

"Are you going to visit Ron today?"

"Dunno" she said a bit vaguely as Draco had entered the Great Hall and she was struck by how good looking he was: tall and thin, with broad shoulders and the blond hair in a bit of a mess. He gave her a quick look and a faint smile before he sat down to eat his breakfast. This was going to be difficult.

X – X - X

The fact that Harry would look at the map put her in a bit of dilemma. Originally she had been planning on telling Draco in a classroom before curfue, it would make everything much easier. But if Harry was going to look for Draco all the time it would be safer to meet in the Room of Requirement after hours, as she figured that Harry wouldn't check the map after curfue.

She scribbled down a note saying "Meet me outside the Room tonight at 9.00/H" before leaving for classes.

The Entrance Hall was crowded with students, but she managed to spot Draco somewhere in the middle, he was walking in the opposite direction. She made sure she passed close by him and discretely slipped the note into his hand, not turning to see how he reacted.

X – X - X

At night, she stayed out of the common room so she wouldn't have to sneak out, she merely lingered in the library. Outside the Room she used the Disillusionment Charm and walked past the wall three times while concentrating hard with eyes closed.

"I need a place to meet Draco. I need a place to meet Draco. I need a place to meet Draco."

When she opened her eyes the door was there and she opened it while making the Charm lift. It didn't look quite like the room Draco had fixed, but it was still cosy. Damn, her mind wasn't really into this about finishing it. But it had to be done. A sound behind her made her turn round, and there was Draco.

"So, why are you sneaking around here,?" he smiled.

She didn't answer but hurried inside the room while signing to him to follow her. Inside the room she made sure there was a distance between them. He looked puzzled.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"We can't see eachother anymore." she replied.

"Why?"

"Because… you know. This is wrong. We…" her voice failed her.

He took a step closer and she backed away.

"But how can it be wrong when it feels right?"

"Did you have anything to do with Ron being poisoned?" she blurted out.

He made a start and his eyes narrowed. "Why would you think that?"

"I just…" She couldn't tell him the truth, that Harry was suspecting he was up to something, and that Snape was helping him. "I know you've always despised him" she said, knowing it sounded childish.

"Not enough to wanting to kill him. I didn't have anything to do with it, I promise. I know how it would affect you if I harmed one of your.. friends."

She bent her head down, fighting the tears. This was too hard.

"You have to do this! You have to do this!" she kept thinking. But when she looked up he had moved towards her and was now standing right in front of her.

"No, not this close!" a panicked thought ran through her mind.

"Hermione…" he said and took her hand in his. She tried to withdraw it, but he held it fast. Still she refused to look at him.

"You know, I just feel safe when I'm with you" he said in a muffled voice. "When we're in here, it feels like there's no world outside and that no one can hurt me."

"I wish I could feel that too" she thought, but said nothing, she continued to look on the floor, trying to summon strength.

"Please" he whispered. "I need you."

And finally she looked up, looked him straight in the eyes and saw the tears filling them, the worry showing in them. She gave a silent sob, grabbed him by the neck and kissed him intensely.

It was useless to fight it. She was like a moth to a flame, and she knew that evetually she would get burned, but the light was too tempting.