Hey, so new chapter. I hope that in this one won't be so much mistakes as in the previous one (when I read it afterwards, I was like :'What the hell is this?!' and : 'What's this supposed to mean?'). So just hope you like it ...

When Hermione came to Great Hall, she sat next to Ron and started to eat automatically.

"What's the matter with you, Harry?" she asked, while she was eating an egg. He was looking like some little kitten.

"His scar is hurting…" Ron explained her.

"Oh, really? What do you think it means?" she asked.

"I don't know. It is probably that Voldemort feels some strong emotion, just like anger or happiness or something like this…" he said. She automatically turned her head around to Slytherin Table. Malfoy still wasn't there. Not that it had to mean anything, it was just pretty suspicious.

"Oh, Hermione! Have you already heard? There is going to be a big party on Saturday! Everyone should come with a partner…so I was just wondering…if…maybe…you-" Ron started and his cheeks turned red.

"Oh, I am terribly sorry, Ron, but I can not go there. In Saturday evening I've got a detention with Malfoy…" she explained.

"You have got a detention?! A detention with Malfoy?! I would really like to know, how that has happened…" Harry said.

"Well, let's simply said, that we have told each other what do we think about each other. And yeah…I guess that professor Vector just didn't think that words like 'mudblood' or 'Stupid cocky Slytherin idiot' belongs to her lesson…" Hermione explained and smiled innocently. Ron chuckled.

"I would love to see it. I just hope that you kicked his ass, Hermione…" he said. She shrugged.

"Anyway, the bad side of this is, that I can not go on the party, because I'll be on the detention…" she said. Ron grimaced.

"Well. I guess I'll have to use all my charm on another girl…" he said.

"Yeah, and you'll probably need to use some spell next to all of you charm, Ron…" Hermione added and chuckled. He glared at her and then at Harry who started to laugh out loud.

Hermione looked beck to Slytherin table. There still wasn't any trace of the tall blond boy…

Hermione was on her way to Dumbledore's office. Surprisingly it wasn't because of refusing her mission, but because he owled her, he just wants to know some news.

When she was going past Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, she could hear someone's crying in there. Really carefully she opened the door and she slowly went to the bathroom.

And there he was standing, leaning against one of the sinks, his head in hands. His blond hair were dishevelled and she could hear him sob silently.

She went closer to him. When he heard that someone's behind him, he froze.

"Malfoy?" she whispered.

"Granger…" he exhaled silently.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Everything…" he just replied.

"What does that mean?" she asked.

"Just go away, Granger…" he said.

"No…" she replied. He turned around and his face was really amazed.

"What did you say?" he asked, looking at her with his eyes which were now red from the crying.

"I said, that I will not go anywhere. There is obviously something happening to you, because you are crying here. You do not have to tell me, what it is, but I am definitely not going anywhere…" she said. He was just staring at her, probably absolutely speechless.

"You are totally crazy, Granger. And your kindness will kill you…" he said and slowly sat down on the floor.

"Yeah, that is truly possible…" she nodded and sat down next to him.

"Why are you even doing this?" he asked.

"I don't know…" she replied. He shook his head and muttered something that sounded like 'psychopathic'. She rolled up her eyes. After few minutes in complete silence, he looked at her.

"It is so damn hard, you know…" he said and ran his fingers through his hair nervously. She felt, that he is really close from telling it to her.

"Hard?" she asked.

"I just…I have got a mission…I guess you can imagine, who gave me that mission…" he said.

"Oh…I see…" she said. She thought, that it will be better just to let him speak, without any questions.

"Yeah…And it is…just so tiring. And it seems, that I am just not able to do it…" he said.

"It is terribly unfair to force you to do it on your own, isn't it?" she asked. He nodded and looked at her.

"Thank you, Granger…" he said.

"For what?" she wondered.

"For being here…"

"Good morning, professor Dumbledore…you wanted me to come?" she asked, when she came to the warm office.

"Yeah, miss Granger, but I have to admit, that I expected you to come sooner…" he said and in his voice there was something like reproachful tone.

"I am really sorry professor, but I abstained, when I found Malfoy crying in the bathroom…" she explained.

"Oh, really? What happened?" he asked.

"He told me, that he has got a mission. And he told me that it seems that he is just not able to do it…" she said.

"And what did you answer him?" he asked and it seemed that he is immersed deep down in his thoughts.

"I just…in fact…nothing…" she admitted.

"And do you think, that you can get even closer to him, Miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked her and he was staring at the wall opposite of his table.

"It is really hard to say, sir, but I can say, that I will try…" she said.

"So you do not seem to think, that it is impossible, do you?" he asked and gave her quizzical glance.

"I just…hope that it's not…" she replied and he smiled. It made her feel, that he know something more than she does. And that made her really nervous.

"Well, so I guess it is all. We won't see each other for some time, because I have to…deal something. Now, you can go, Miss Granger. I hope that you will succeed…" he wished her. She nodded, muttered goodbye and she quickly went out of his office. There was only one place, where she wanted to go now…Library…