"How about instead of reminding you just how amazingly good looking I am, you throw yourself at me and we'll call it even…"

"What makes you think that I would want to throw myself at you?" Hermione's eyes were blank and for the first time he couldn't quite tell what she was thinking.

"Because you haven't taken your eyes off of me since the day you walked in while I was getting dressed."

"That isn't true…" she said with a slight quiver in her voice. She knew he was right but she didn't want him to know.

Draco stopped and turned around. He had been walking away from her before but now he was right in front of her. Invading her personal space so much that she had too look up to see into his eyes. He noticed that she was trembling slightly. Knowing he was the cause of it filled him with pure unadulterated lust,

"Just admit it… you want me." His voiced dropped into a husky whisper and his hand trailed down the side of her face, "Get it out in the open… we both know the truth, so just say it."

Ok so she wanted him… but she would be damned if it was her that admitted their mutual attraction first. Two can play at this game.

Hermione moved even closer placing her hand on his shoulder, slowly rubbing her leg against his, looking up at him with as much lust in her eyes as there was in his. "Are you sure it isn't the other way around… Draco." His named rolled off her tongue so seductively he wanted to push her against the wall and take her right then and there.

"Don't play with me Hermione." His arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her against him. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Just say it… and maybe I'll indulge you."

Hermione was slightly taken aback, Indulge her? She smiled at this. As he pulled his lips away from her ear she pushed him against the wall and leaned in as if to kiss him. When she was just a mere breath away she said, "there is one difference between you and me in this situation… I can walk away and not have to take a cold shower…" and that's exactly what she did, leaving him propped against the wall.

"Hermione" her name was shouted down the hallway but it wasn't the voice she was expecting. The voice was coming from behind the door and she recognized it immediately. She ran toward the door and threw it open to find Harry James Potter, with out even thinking she threw her self into his arms.

Harry laughed and swung her around. "You would think that you haven't seen me months or something."

Hermione smiled and swatted his arm softly, "I can't believe you're here. Come in, let me get you some Tutela Velieris for you…" she took his cloak from him and handed it to a stunned Draco "Would you hang this up Malfoy and show Harry the library?"

Draco looked as if he was going to argue with her, tell her that he wasn't her servant boy and she could do it herself but when he opened his mouth instead of some bad ass retort that everyone expected to come out he said, "Sure… This way Potter." He took the cloak and walked to the library.

Hermione was slightly surprised at Draco's reaction, but brushed it off and went to get some Tutela Velieris for Harry. When she had retrieved the potion she realized just how hungry she was and was sure that Harry was as well, so she slipped into the kitchen quickly whipped up some pancakes and tea.

When she walked into the library, bewitching a tray to carry their food and tea what she saw shocked her so much she almost let the tray drop… almost.

Draco threw Harry's cloak into a closet and then went to the library. Draco realized he didn't hate Potter… He actually kind of admired him; he was able to fight off the dark lord since he was 1 years old… Draco had never been able to do that. He hated Voldemort, despised him, but he hadn't been able to defy him, but Harry had. Harry always defied him, and had gotten away with it. Draco shook his head and realized that if Harry had just shook his hand in first year, then they would have probably been friends for the last seven years instead of archenemies.

Draco took a seat on the couch, knowing Harry would sit opposite him in the chair leaving the only place for Hermione to sit was next to him on the rather small couch, seeing how there were no other seats near.

Harry took a seat and looked at Draco. He had flipped out at first when he heard that Hermione was baby-sitting Draco… that was until he found out why. When Remus told him what Lucius tried to make him do and what he did instead harry realized that Draco wasn't evil, he was simply stuck in a horrible family, and a horrible situation. Sure Draco wasn't the nicest person ever but Harry figured he deserved a second chance.

Harry had smirked when that thought had first crossed his mind. Hermione would be pleased that he had found how to be forgiving. He had lost a lot of friends in the last few years, first Cedric, then Sirius, Dumbledore, just last month they found Seams on a river bank, and Ron had almost been killed the other day, if Luna hadn't been there his best friend would have been gone. He figured if there was any time to be forgiving, it was now, when he needed as many people behind him as he could have.

Draco and Harry stared at each other. Harry broke the silence first, "Look… I know e aren't friends… nothing even remotely close, and for some reason you've always seemed to hate me, but do you think that… that we could… call a truce… I mean we are on the same side after all…"

Draco looked at Harry as if he had four heads. This was the last thing he expected out of Harry. In fact he had expected Harry to jump all over him, tell him that if he did anything to hurt Hermione he would personally feed him to his father, the last thing he expected was a truce. "A truce… yeah I guess that sounds… reasonable… just don't expect me to worship the ground you walk on like everyone else… but you don't have to worry about any curses hitting you from behind…"

Harry nodded, "I guess that sounds… reasonable."

The both looked at each other and started cracking up. Harry placed his hand out and Draco looked at him with a sideways glance before taking his hand and shaking it… It was then that Hermione walked in.

Hermione stopped and stared at them. She stood there silently for a few seconds before levitating the tray to the table between the boys, before speaking. "Ok… Which one of you put the imperious curse on the other?"

Both boys gave her a look of mock offense, before breaking out in smiles.

Hermione eyed them suspiciously before sitting down next to Draco. She would later realize he had sat on the couch on purpose. The irony of it was that he hated the couch, he always complained about it, and only sat on it to get closer to Hermione.

Harry turned to Hermione, "So, anything new happen lately?"

"That attack you tipped me off about… it was let by Lucius just like we thought it would be. Everyone else there was an idiot, but it was definitely Lucius leading them on."

Harry glanced over to Draco, but before he could ask what he wanted to, Draco spoke up.

"No Potter, he didn't know it was me, we used the face confunder charm, I didn't even recognize myself."

"Good… from all reports Lucius has been searching for you since you fled. To our knowledge he doesn't know that you've flipped to our side, and we want to keep it that way for as long as possible."

Draco nodded and then a thought struck him, "How are you getting this information on my father?"

Hermione and Harry looked at each other and smiled. Hermione turned to him and said, "you probably wouldn't believe us if we told you."

A confused look crossed Draco's face, "Look I spent 17 years in that house. What my father doesn't want people to know, people don't know. I've tried spying on him before it doesn't work… its impossible."

"I wouldn't call it impossible exactly… in fact I believe it is that heavy handed Pureblood pride that is preventing both you and your father from figuring out how we know so much…"

Draco whispered the words, "pureblood pride," with a very confused look on his face. Harry could tell he had no idea what they were alluding to.

"A few months back Remus gave me a house elf to help me keep up the house that Sirius left me when he died. Tipple reminded me a lot of Dobby, which in turn made me think of your family. We figured out a way for Tipple to work for your father while reporting to me. He provides quite a bit of information for us."

Draco shook his head and smirked, "It's a bad day in history when you can't trust your own house elf."

Hermione and Harry both rolled their eyes at his high brow statement. Some things never change, Draco might not be a death eater, but he was still a Malfoy at heart.

Hermione grabbed a cup of tea and started buttering her pancakes. The boys followed suit and they slipped into idle chitchat. How were Ron and Luna, who had been dueling since she saved his life? How the twins had been making mad amounts of money with their protection products, so on and so forth.

They had finished their meal and were completely relaxed, Draco and Hermione due to the fact that they had been awake for much longer than 24 hours, and Harry due to his how hard the order had been pushing him to find the final horcourxs. All three were leaning back. Draco and Hermione were actually touching at the shoulder because they had both been slowly sliding toward the middle of the couch until they collided with each other, but neither had moved to correct the issue.

Suddenly a thought hit Hermione, "Harry… you didn't just come here for a chat, I'm sure. So how come you decided to show up at our door at 6 am?"

"A few reasons actually. First I wanted to make sure you two hadn't hexed each other into oblivion, which I can see neither of you have succeeded, yet. I also wanted to know how the attack went. Unfortunately, the order decided that if anymore than 2 wizards were there to stop the attack Lucius would probably figure out that we are spying on him… The Order figured that you two could handle it…" at Harry's pause Draco cut in.

"Not to mention test if I could be trusted… good to know you don't care to much about Hermione's life, leave her to fight off a bunch of Death Eaters with no back up but a suspected Death Eater… not your brightest move." Draco said this with his trademark smirk on his face.

"Well I guess you might see it that way… or you could think of it the way we did, that the horrors your father put you though would keep you loyal to us, and that no one would have more of a reason to stop Lucious than his own son…"

Draco looked at him for a second… before nodding, "touché"

"Now may I continue…" when Draco nodded his head he did, "there was one more thing I wanted to talk to you about… I found the second to last horocourx, I have to destroy this one, kill Naigai, and then all that's left is the Voldemort himself. Before you ask, it was a set of earrings given from Salazar Slythern to his wife. Voldemort found them in an old vault of his grandfathers in his seventh year; anyway I need your help. Because it was the first one he made there is a slightly different way of destroying it. I need six powerful wizards and myself, four males and three females, to perform a very complex spell, because seven is the most powerful number, it is the only way I can kill this piece of his soul."

Harry took a drink of his tea and looked at them. "Remus, Tonks, Ron, Ginny, Myself, and you two…"

Draco was taken aback, "Me… Not Luna, or one of the Twins, or Moody…I'm sure you know wizards better than me."

Harry looked at him. "Malfoy you've been around magic all your life, quite powerful magic, you were able to hide from that magic, you were able to defy your father and the dark lord, and your still sitting here in front of me. I think you'll do just fine. At the end of the week everyone is going to meet up at the burrow, and then go from there I think I have found the right place to do the charm, but it is better to meet in one place first. I hope you two will join us around 6pm. I have already got replacements for you for the weekend so you don't have to worry about your MPA duties."

Draco was again about to protest when Hermione cut him off. "We'll be there, is there anything else we need to bring?"

Harry shook his head, "Just your wands."

Hermione nodded. "Ok…"

Harry finished his tea and stood. "I'm sure that you guys are very tired so I'll get out of here and let you get some sleep. I'll see you at the end of the week."

Hermione stood up and gave Harry a hug and kissed his cheek. "Be careful Harry, and don't get into any trouble…"

Harry smiled and squeezed her closer, "Same for you 'Mione." Harry let her go and moved out of the room grabbing his cloak. Thank you for everything Hermione… and I'd like to see you both in one piece on Friday, so don't fight too much…"

"Yeah yeah Potter, what ever you say…."

Draco smirked at Harry and Harry turned and smirked at Draco, and Hermione stood there looking back and forth between them. There was a silent conversation going on between the two boys and Hermione didn't have a clue as to what it was about… soon enough though with a nod of their heads at each other Harry turned and left.

Hermione turned to Draco, "What was that all about?"

"Nothing… Just two guys figuring out that they are a lot more alike than they ever thought."

Hermione gave a soft chuckle and shook her head at him, "We better get some sleep…"

"My bed or yours…" Draco said immediately

Hermione just stared at him, "You would like that wouldn't you…" she stepped closer to him, "Guess your going to be disappointed then…" she said as she pushed past him and left for her own bed to sleep alone.