Hermione awoke in her own house with a terrible headache. She had also had the strangest dreams. She dreamt that she was a witch along with Draco, Harry and Ron. They all went to the same school and Ron was simply terrible at spells so she was forced to help him. They wore the most bizarre of clothes and had the most peculiar teachers. But, like all dreams, everything was muddled and confusing.

Had she accepted them as a memory? No. Not in the slightest. Only as a strange dream. But the wand had allowed another crack to be chiseled in. Draco's tricks were working. Slowly, yes, but they were working.

Hermione sat up slowly, realizing that she was in her own room. How had she gotten there? How long had she been out? Just then, Draco entered, holding a cup of tea. "Oh, thank goodness you're awake." he said, placing the cup on her night table and sitting at the edge of the bed. "I hope it wasn't too much of a shock." he said. The terribly confused and scared look on Hermione's face told Draco the wand wasn't a strong enough trigger to recover all of her lost memories. "How did we get here?" she asked, taking a sip of the tea. It made her head feel better. "Well, you knocked out cold so I called a cab. Had to check your license for an address. I hope you don't mind. I would've taken you to my apartment but I didn't think that proper." He explained.

Except that wasn't what happened at all.

Draco had panicked. Which is something he generally doesn't do. She had nearly fallen to the ground and his instincts worked faster than his thoughts would have allowed. Her lunged forward to catch her. Without missing a beat he picked up the wand and apparated to her apartment. He layed her across the bed, constantly making sure she was still alive. He would pace, open the door, make sure she was still breathing, pace again. It was one hell of an hour.

"I'm sorry to have put you through all this." she said quietly. He shook his head. "No harm done. If anything I should be apologizing." he said. They sat, reflecting for a while. The silence was broken by the echoing sound of Moonlight Sonata playing. Hermione's cheeks flushed. "That's my phone," she said, "Could you hand me my purse?" she asked Draco. He got up and handed her her bag. Muggles and their strange contraptions, he thought.

She dug through her purse and finally pulled out her cell phone. "Hello?" she said, bringing it up to her ear. "Oh, hello Ron." Hermione said with a sheepish smile. The name alone was enough to make Draco's blood boil. They didn't seem to talk much. A few 'yes's' and 'nos' and a 'ok see you then' from Hermione and the conversation was over. "That was Ron." she explained, with that same sheepish smile. Draco only nodded.

"But nevermind that," she said, shaking her head. "You must tell me how you managed that." her voice grew excited. "I think you've had enough excitement for one day." he said, "Would you care for more tea?"

Hermione looked down at her cup. "Oh, no no, it's quite alright. But you simply must tell me." she insisted.

"Perhaps another day." he told her.

"Then at least stay for dinner?" she said, "Ron and Harry will be dropping by, I'd love for you to meet them."

Draco couldn't help the chuckle that escaped from his mouth. "I don't think that to be a good idea." he said, "In fact, I should be leaving now anyway." She reached for and grabbed his arm. "Please? It won't take too long." she tried. Draco was forced to oblige. Although running into his old foes would end up being quite a show. But at the same time, perhaps that would be enough to spark a memory or two. Then again Ron might curse him then and there. His temper was as hot as his hair. Draco thought a long moment.

"Oh my gosh." Hermione perked up suddenly. "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry. It's been such a long day, you probably just want to go home. You've done enough already." She said, motioning at her current state.

Draco shook his head as if what she had just said was nonsense. "No, it's quite alright. I'd love to stay for dinner." he told her. "Really?" her eyes shined. He nodded.


Draco sat uncomfortably in Hermione's living room. She was getting ready in the bathroom and he was to answer the door should it ring. His fingers nervously twirled in his lap. Harry was bringing chinese over. Apparently Hermione's preferred choice of cuisine. The doorbell rang and Draco's heart stopped. "Can you get that?" Hermione called, "I'll be out in a bit!" Draco's heart was pounding in his ears. This could end quite badly for him.

He opened the door.

"What in the bloody fu-"

"Hello gentlemen, I'm Draco Malfoy." he intervened Ron's ghastly comment.

"Ron! Harry!" Hermione said from behind Draco.

Harry pushed past the door with the chinese food in hand. "Hello, Mione. We brought dinner." Harry said, rather awkwardly. Ron wouldn't stop giving Draco the death stare so Draco turned to look at Hermione. She had just exchanged a hug with Harry. She had gotten all dolled up. Certainly not for the Weasel?

"So Harry, Ron, this is Draco, we met on the subway." she said, smiling.

Harry looked from Hermione to Draco and seemed dreadfully confused. "Oh, right," he said, clearing his throat, "Pleasure to meet you." he extended his hand. Draco took it and gave it a firm shake."Hi." Ron said shortly.

"Harry, why don't you come help me set up in the kitchen and you two can get to know each other better." Hermione was bubbly all around. Once they were out of ear shot Ron finally decided to speak.

"What are you playing at Malfoy?"

"I don't know what you're talking about Weasley."

"Like hell you don't know." Ron said, trying to keep his voice low. They could hear Hermione laughing in the kitchen.

"Jealous much?" Draco said, lifting an eyebrow.

Ron pulled Draco by the collar of his shirt. "If you do anything to hurt her I swear to god I will personally shove a dementor down your throat."

"If it's a fist fight you want Ronald then I'm sure you're aware I can smash your skull in with my bare hands." Draco said, shaking him off.

"Is that a threat?"

"What do you think?"

"You stay away from her! Do you understand Malfoy? You never cared for us anyway."

"I never cared for you. Her is a different story."

"Oh please, don't make me laugh."

"Your memory fails you Weasley. Much like Granger's."

"Don't you dare bring that up. You've ruined her life enough as it is."

"I've ruined her life?"

"OK! Dinner is all set!" Harry said rather loudly. Really was unnecessary.