(Hey, it's me again! Went back to school yesterday and it was minus TWELVE, I kid you not. But the good news is school is cancelled today, again! Thanks to all those lovely reviewers who are keeping me sane, I'll try and update whenever I can! DSOTM94)

Christmas Eve morning and I woke up all alone in Gryffindor tower. I shuddered at the cold, and tried to worm my way back into bed, although I had a feeling something was going to disturb me soon, very soon…

Tap, tap, tap.

Not that soon! Bloody hell, as Ron would say. Stop with the tapping!

Wait, hang on, maybe I'm the spawn of the devil in pyjamas and have the third eye. No, what is it….second sight. I can predict the future!

No, no I can't. I thought very hard about the tapping going away but it just gave me a very bad headache.

Eventually I slithered out of my cave and my heart froze when I opened the window and the grand looking owl swooped in haughtily, and I took the letter.

'Hermione,

I know you will be feeling quite sour because I'm woken you up so early, but I want to show you something. I also know you well enough that you're thinking of innuendos right now, and now you're embarrassed I've noticed that, and you're trying to think of a cutting reply, but spare me. I know it is early but soon we are both going to be drowned in festive cheer, and quite frankly, I am not looking forward to that. I'm not attempting to write you a love letter here, but please, come and meet me just by the front door as soon as humanly possibly. And make sure you're alone. So. The front door. Dress warm, it tends to get quite cold around this time of year.

Draco.'

I read it carefully, and scribbled a reply. 'I'm on my way.'

Pulling on a tshirt, fleece, jeans and trainers, I padded silently down, and everything was still. Even the birds hadn't woken up yet.

He was standing there waiting for me. "You came." He took my hand and took a proper look at me. "A fleece? Is that all?"

"Well, I-"

"Honestly, Granger." He sighed at me, but smiled. Then cocked his head sideways.

"What?"

"You're cold aren't you?"

"How can you tell?" I asked sarcastically, shivering violently.

His eyes darted to my chest. I looked down and you could clearly see…

"Oh my god!" I jumped, and crossed my arms over my chest, stamping about to get warm, and avoid Draco's wandering eye, and laughing mouth.

"You actually saw-" I stuttered.

"You know, I don't see why you're so embarrassed. They were very nice!"

"'Nice'? They were…'nice'. I mean, that-that's it? I mean, mittens, are 'nice'." I shivered, prattling, not making any sense.

"Okay, rock, hard place, me." Draco demonstrated, emphasising it, making me laugh.

Then he took my hand, and we saw dawns grey fingers infiltrate the night, with pink shimmers showing the beginning of the sun.

I couldn't speak. Seeing the sun rise on Christmas Eve is something else, especially when you're doing it with a Slytherin.

Watching it with him, not actually doing 'it'. Of course. Great, now I'm all awkward. It's so cold! I'm shivering loads, my teeth are biting down on my tongue and it really hurts.

"For fuck's sake." He sighs, and takes off his coat and drapes it around my shoulders. I put my arms in the sleeves that are too big for me. It's got a nice smell. I snuggle into it and close my eyes. I want to hum a song, but it would probably seem a bit strange to Draco, if not downright mental. I mean, his comments about my 'Are we really here, is this really happening?' question was, well, you know! So now I'm in a series of books and films? Riiiight. That's likely. Or not!

I smiled to myself and looked up at Draco, whose mind was on something else, clearly. I dared lean my head on his shoulder, and a tear slipped down my cheek. I blinked in shock. Didn't he realised he had two Hermiones at his side? He made no movement to show he did. There was the Hermione I was with Draco, and then the every day one. Just like he was split in two as well. I sighed happily, looking at the beautiful clouds skitter across the sky.

"Tell me what you're thinking." I whispered.

"I'm thinking that Hermione Granger is a very nosy little-ow! Okay, I'm thinking how cold it is and how I could warm you-ok! Ok! Just don't ever do that to me again! It hurts, you know. I am thinking about what it's like to see the sun rise…with company for once. It's different, and I like it. What about you?"

"I…I don't know." I mumbled, going red.

"Are you thinking about me?"

"I am." I said honestly.

"You're biting again."

I stopped nibbling on my lip. His quirked up into a smile. "You're wondering what it's like to have sex with me aren't you?"

My jaw gaped open. "NO!"

"Oh but you are." He laughed.

"Oh, but I'm not."

"Oh but you are."

"Oh no I'm not."

"Oh yes you are!

"Oh no I'm not!"

"Oh yes you are!"

"He's behind you!" is another thing I wanted to say but that would not be…good.

"I was not repeat, not, thinking about what it would be like to have sex with you." I emphasised.

Then his hands, so warm, slipped around me, down into my jeans. "Why the red underwear?" he asked huskily. "It's got black lace on it."

"First…thing…I found…" I said heavily.

His hands slid upwards and up my top, circled my tummy and went up. I didn't try to slap him away. His hands played with the straps and I was immobile.

"You're not thinking of sex right now?"

"No…" I breathed, and kissed him. My heart had stopped but at the same time it was thumping like a hummingbirds'. He detached my hands from his neck, and I looked on, hurt.

"First off, you're strangling me, though finally there's some life in you. Also, anyone could see us. Remember our decision?"

I nodded; don't tell anyone until we were sure of our 'relationship'. Shame, though.

I had an idea though. "Let's get breakfast at separate tables in the hall, and then we can go and look at the snow."

"Is Hermione going to play in the snow?" his tone was sarky.

"Hey, for your information I can throw a pretty damn good snowball so watch it!" I pointed a playful finger at him.

When we were in the snow, it was perfectly safe because all the Ravenclaws were revising, and the little Hufflepuff kids were playing hide and seek. "Hide and seek!" I scoffed. "How childish!"

He shook his head at me, I had sculpted a snowman and igloo without magic, and I had snowballs at the ready. I chucked one in his general direction but of course, he blocked it with a lazy flick of his wand.

"Hey! No magic allowed!" I scolded, and when he looked blankly at me, I said softly, "I just want to try something. Stay still."

I circled him, wondering where to start. I instructed him to close his eyes and he must have thought I was going to kiss his neck or something, but actually, I got a running start and jumped onto his back, stuffing snow down his neck.

That made him jump! "Hermione Granger, you did not just do that!" he yelled, trying to swing me off, but I clung on with a vice like grip, laughing like mad.

I stuffed as much ice and snow down his neck as possible before he managed to swing me off, and I landed mutely in a snowdrift. I remained silent in a twisted position, but Christ, it was freezing!

"Granger?"

I didn't say anything.

"I know that didn't hurt, you're messing around, so sit up. That snow isn't the warmest stuff in the world, in case you hadn't noticed."

I took his point and tried to get up, but I was shivering so much I couldn't work my legs properly. "I'm t-t-t-too c-c-c-cold."

"Get my hand." He ordered and I managed to wrap my fingers around it as he yanked me up, too fast for my liking.

"H-h-h-h" I couldn't get my words out coherently.

"We should take you to Madam Pomfrey." He shook his head at me, soaking wet from the scuffle.

"N-n-n-n-"

"What do you expect me to do? Sort you out myself?" his tone was exasperated but turned amused when I nodded.

I stumbled on the steps to he knocked my legs so I ended up in his arms.

He tried to keep me laughing, as I was nearly crying from the cold now, so he said in a business like tone (and like an air hostess, although obviously he wouldn't know that) "Welcome aboard the Draco Malfoy flight. The duration will be five minutes exactly. Your exits are here, here and here. Do remember, your nearest exit may be behind you. Now sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight." He began to move swiftly to the seventh floor, and took us inside a giant bathroom.

"B-b-b-" I stuttered.

"I know you can't plunge someone in a bath right away when they're practically got hypothermia, Granger, but we might as well be prepared." He interrupted me. I sighed at the delicious warmth, and with numb fingers I tried to slip off his coat, but they couldn't work.

"You are so endearing, Granger,"

"I-I-I-I-I-"

"Spit it out, girl!"

"I'm a what?"

"Endearing. Take it as a compliment." He smiled as he removed the coat, and my dripping fleece. He tutted at the tshirt I had underneath, and patiently unpicked my laces on my Converse. Then he started to undo my jeans but I started to protest.

"Oh, stop moaning, Hermione. It's a fact that people warm up better when they get out of their clothes. Don't you like having ten toes?" he said irritably and I let him slide off my soaking wet jeans. Then my top. I managed to signal he could go now, but I couldn't actually undo the hook of my bra, which was humiliating, so he told me to turn around and he carefully snapped it off in a second. I had a towel wrapped around me then, and I managed to take my knickers off myself, without him seeing anything. Then he let me huddle into him as the steam rose all around the bath. I stopped shuddering violently after a while, and even the little spasms after that faded quickly enough.

"Right." He said purposefully, pressing a hand to the bit just above my towel, "I think you can get in now."

He promised not to look (Although as it was Draco, I did get in very very fast) and I got in. I sighed happily and closed my eyes blissfully, taking it in for a while, the wonderful clear water, the warmth, no bubbles in the way, the smell-

Wait, hang on.

Clear water.

No bubbles.

Oh…oh fuck.

Draco Malfoy had now officially seen me naked.

(How is Hermione going to deal with this? I don't know! All I know is its lunchtime and I'm still in my pjs in bed! Listening to t.A.T.u of course! Hahaha. Thanks for the reviews keeping me alive, the roads are so perilous so no school at all! Wahey! Thanks again to 'the usuals' although you are not usual, you are unusual, or as Draco says, 'Completely mental'. ;D The next chapter is under way so I'll get it up sooon! DSOTM94)