I stood in awe of the man who just asked me to hop in the bed with him. Draco wanted me to sleep with him. Not shag, just to sleep. But, of course there would be no life of cuddling in this bed tonight. But, that didn't bother me. I studied Draco's features. They were very appealing, need I say… almost beautiful, or perfect.

"Are you getting in or what, Hermione? We need sleep if we're snooping around The Dark Lord tomorrow," Draco teased with a chuckle. He patted the spot on the bed beside him.

I just stared at him, almost in a daze. I was quite terrified actually, to be sleeping in the same bed as Malfoy, the boy who has hated me all my life until this year. I put my hands in the pocket of my jeans and looked him. Draco pounced off the bed and stood in front of me, "It's alright if this is awkward for you. I understand completely." He sat down next to the fire and grabbed a pillow.

"What are you doing, Draco?" I spat, grabbing his arm to pull him up.
"Sleeping?" He said with a chuckle, pulling away from me.
"In the floor? Why?" Now, I sounded like an idiot... I ask too many questions.
"So you can sleep in the bed, silly," Draco said, stretching out in the floor, along with a yawn.
"Are you sure that's alright?" I said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"Promise," Draco said with a smile.

And so that night, I slept in the comfy bed while Draco was on the floor in front of the fire.

"So many things can change in the blink of an eye. Good becomes evil, evil becomes death. That is the case with our young Tom Riddle. He's bitter, upset and infuriated. But, I haven't the slightest idea who made him this way, or why he chooses this path of life. Hermione, Draco, I need you two to dig into his mind and find out what his heart truly feels. This task shall be hard. But, I chose you two for a reason," Dumbledore said as we sat in his classroom the morning after Draco and I got to 1944.

"Sir, when will we meet him?" Draco said sternly, tensing up.
"Draco, there is no need to be scared of him. He is just a boy. Tom should be somewhere around the school. But, there's no need to worry about him today, today you two need to rest. Time traveling takes a lot out of one," Dumbledore smiled, motioning us out of the room, "Go, and rest you two. Come to dinner tonight though! You will sit with me."

Draco and I walked down to the Great Hall's entrance when he turned to me, "This is so odd going back into here. Isn't it?" "Yeah, I suppose it is." I giggled.

We walked in and everyone started to watch us, whispering.

Then I saw him. His dark eyes are the first thing I saw. I then studied his face, every detail of his pale bone structure. I marveled at the beauty sitting in front of me. He had this kind of smirk on his face that would give ANY woman chills. Then I realized who he was. Tom Riddle.