Well I am definitely in a writing mood because I am getting these up pretty fast. I don't think you are gonna like what I did with this and I didn't intend for it to happen this way but I like it. Hope you do too. As well having the asterisks isn't working anymore so thought will be surrounded in apostrophes.

Quickly the kiss became heated and Draco moved his hands to Hermione's waist and lifted her on to the bed, taking a standing position between her legs. Draco slowly and seductively kissed down her neck and Hermione moaned when he slipped a hand under her shirt to cup her breast.

Hermione grabbed the bottom of Draco's shirt and lifted it over his head before he pushed her back to lie on the bed and he soon followed. He moved his hand from her chest, to much protest, but began moving down her stomach as he continued to ravage her mouth with his tongue. His hand was getting closer to its destination and Hermione's back was arched in anticipation...

With a gasp Hermione woke and sat up quickly, a bad idea because instantly she convulsed in pain and fell back, gasping for air. She was still wounded and extremely confused about it but she soon realized she must have fallen asleep while waiting for Draco to return to get her a drink. When the pain finally subsided she thought about her dream and couldn't help but turn bright red. She had never had a dream like that before and definitely never had a dream where she could actually feel what was going on. (do you hate me?)

She could really use that cup of water now but she wasn't prepared to mentally contact Draco, let alone actually see him. Thinking about telepathy suddenly made her freak.

'God I hope he didn't see any of that!'

'See what Granger? By the way are you still thirsty'

Hermione looked over and noticed the Draco was actually in his own bed and by the looks of it had been for a while. Hermione looked away and swallowed down the lump in her throat and noticed he didn't seem to know anything. When she looked back up Draco was right next to her with a glass of water. She tried to keep from blushing at his close proximity and tried to sit up but found it hard. Finally Draco put the glass down and gently grabbed her arm and put one hand on her hip and moved her into a sitting position.

"How is the battle wound then Granger? Still hurting?" he asked sarcastically.

"Do you have to sit here?" she asked in return.

"Fine!! I'll move then geeze," he stated as he walked to his own bed, "by the way next time you have a wet dream can you not moan in your sleep? You woke me up."

Draco smirked at the expression and the scarlet color on her face and could not help but continue, "and try not to moan my name like that ever again, even in sleep; that was a little disturbing. Though being in the dreams of the most unattainable girl in Hogwarts does boost the ego. What was I doing to you anyway? Cause you were obviously enjoying it."

Hermione glared at him, "Fuck you!"

"Obviously in your dreams Hermione," he countered as he lay down.

Hermione was getting totally pissed off; nothing she did or said really fazed him...except anything having to do with his sister or his scars.

Draco saw how pissed she was and he loved it, "So how good was I in the dream anyway? I really want to know cause from the way you sounded it was good."

Hermione gave him a cold glare, "Better than you could ever be in real life asshole," and she turned her back on him slowly and lay down to sleep.

'Believe what you want to Hermione but I am that good'

"Professor what exactly is this about? Is it about Hermione, have you found out where she is?" Harry asked the Headmaster insistently.

"Yes I believe I do know where she is but if I am correct then there is nothing we can do to retrieve her or Mr. Malfoy. I believe they are in another dimension of sorts, one in which we cannot enter. An unnamed goddess runs this dimension and her sole purpose is to get people together, much like Cupid. She does this, however, by locking two people in a room and they cannot leave until they realize they have feelings for each other but if they do not make it out in a year they will be stuck in there forever." Dumbledore finally finished explaining.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and knew they would never again see Hermione.

"But Dumbledore if she really is in there then we are never going to see her again. Why can't we enter this room?" Ron asked desperately.

"I am saddened about this too Ron but it takes a lot of power to tap into other dimensions and I nor no one else in the magical community has that kind of power. There is nothing we can do." Dumbledore answered and motioned to the door.

Both boys exited the office and made their way back to the Gryffindor common room. Neither one of them could fully process the information that they would probably never see their friend again.

Ron finally cracked under the silence, "Damn it Harry, why the hell was it Hermione? I mean he had so much going for her here and I am going to miss her."

"I know Ron, I miss her too and I wish there was something I could do but there isn't. We just have to stay calm and hope that Hermione is smart enough and powerful enough to get out of there." Harry reassured his friend.

Ron looked at his friend, totally depressed, "But I never even told her how I really feel about her and now she is stuck somewhere with the Slytherin Sex god and the only way she can escape is to fall for him. What girl in this school doesn't dream about Malfoy? Even Ginny has dreams about him at times."

"I think you are wrong...wait Ginny dreams about him, but she's mine! Never mind I am sure Hermione doesn't dream about Malfoy so don't worry and when she gets back you can tell her." Harry replied.

The boys entered the common room and headed to the dorms to sleep. They both fell asleep fast but each had troubled dreams.

The next time Hermione woke up she didn't realize why at first. A sharp pain in her stomach reminded her that she had to pee...BAD. There was just one problem with this; she couldn't get up on her own. She didn't have much time to debate with herself so she just made up her mind.

'MALFOY!!!! Please wake up, please!!!'

'God Granger what the hell do you want now, I was sleeping you know'

"I need to go to the bathroom," she said aloud.

Draco turned over and looked at her and actually smiled. She looked like a lost child and he knew she did not really want his help but she couldn't do it herself. Sleepily he got out of bed and sauntered over to her.

"Come on Granger lets get you to the john," he stated.

He slowly moved her closer to the edge of the bed and he noticed when she gasped in pain.

'Ok Hermione you are going to have to work with me here cause if I do it by myself it will hurt you more. Just think past the pain and you should be good...think about how bad you have to pee.'

Hermione took a deep breath and nodded. Draco continued to maneuver Hermione to get her off the bed and she helped as much as she could. Draco had to laugh at what he heard running through her mind though. 'Gotta Pee, Gotta Pee, Gotta Pee'

Finally they got her off the bed and on her feet. Draco let go of her arms and she managed stand on her own. Hermione slowly turned around to face the direction the bathroom was in and took a shaky step...and managed to stay on her feet. She began the slow trek to the bathroom and realized Draco was walking a few steps behind her incase she fell.

It took a grand total of twenty minutes for Hermione to go to the bathroom, starting when she asked Draco for help. It took her about three to sit down without killing herself and she was so not asking for help with that. She made it back to her bed and Draco had to help her into bed. They tried to sit her on it but that put too much pressure on her wound and it hurt her so much she started crying. Without warning Draco picked her up, bridal style, and gently placed her on the bed before she could cry out in pain.

Soon they were both in bed and trying to sleep again but for Hermione it was hard. Her whole body was on fire from pain and she couldn't help but cry it hurt so much. Suddenly the blankets were lifted and another body lay on Hermione's bed. Draco gently wiped away Hermione's tears. He pulled her closer to him and lay his hand on her stomach and didn't move it when she flinched in pain.

'Do you trust me Hermione?'

She looked up at him but didn't answer. Suddenly she felt tingly all over but especially in her tummy. The feeling was getting was intense and unconsciously she arched her back and had to gasp for breath. When she finally came down from her high she looked up at Draco and noted the exhaustion in his eyes.

"What was that?" she asked perplexed.

Draco fully lay down before answering, "I used magic to heal your wound, sort of. Instead of using a spell to do it I merged our powers together for a short time and the combined power managed to heal you. I used to do it with my mother when she would heal me. Takes a lot of energy from the healer though"

"Ok why did I react that way? I don't even know what that reaction was," she asked.

Draco smirked at her and she knew it was something she would not like to hear.

Finally he answered, "Well everyone reacts differently to this, me I go into fits of gig...laughing and my mom gets a little drunk. You, however, are interesting. You really don't know what that was do you?" he asked. She shook her head and he continued, "That Hermione was an orgasm...your first I assume."

She looked at him incredulously, "WHAT?"