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Harry nearly ran into the duo in front of him when they both stopped suddenly. He stood silently to see what they would do and much to his surprise Draco leaned down and hugged Hermione. As well he couldn't help but notice Draco was whispering something in her ear. Hermione nodded to whatever it was Draco had said and the Slytherin walk away. It was then that Hermione turned to face her friend.

Harry decided to speak first, "Hermione before you say anything, I want you to know that what went of back there was not what we were actually there for. The plan was to wait until you were alone and have a talk, I didn't know Ron was gonna go off like that...I swear!"

"I know Harry...what I want to know is why you were there at all, you were the ones who told me to stay away from you," she replied quietly.

"We came here last night, after hours, to apologize...and we found in Malfoy's arms. We were gonna talk to you about it this morning. We weren't...well I wasn't planning of attacking Malfoy, I don't know about Ron, he was really pissed," Harry explained to her.

Hermione just nodded, lost in thoughts Harry could only guess about. He could tell what had gone on had angered her but it hurt her more that her friend would call her that. Slowly he did what Draco had done and hugged her. She returned the hug and the duo just stood there, taking comfort in their friendship.

"Hermione," Harry started, "you know Ron didn't men to say what he did...I'm not saying it was right but he said it out of anger at Malfoy."

"I know Harry, but I can't forgive him...not for a while," Hermione answered slowly.

Harry nodded his understanding before a playful smile came to his face and he pulled away from Hermione, "So Ms. Granger, just what is going on between you and our hated Slytherin prince?"

"Truthfully, I dot know Harry. He's nice, when were along, and when were not he no where near like he used to be, it more playful banter than real fights. He's actually sweet and kind..."Hermione stopped talking when she saw the smile on Harry's face.

"Mione and Draco sitting in a tree KI..."

"Shut up Harry! You can't tell anyone about this, if you did it could be very bad," Hermione stated seriously.

Harry too got serious, "I know Mione, my lips are sealed...and about Malfoy...just be careful all right? I don't want you to get hurt, I love ya to much to allow you to be in pain. As for the boy himself, I'm not gonna like him but in private I will at least be civil...As long as he is, he has earned that by defending you."

"OK, now I'm hungry. I didn't eat at all yesterday so we better go before we don't have time and end up late to class! Besides I'm sure there's a certain red headed female we all know waiting for ickle Harry," she stated playfully.

Harry blushed deeply and walked beside her. As they entered the Great Hall he noticed the eye contact made by his friend and the Head Boy...he didn't understand it but he could live with it, especially if it brought Draco to their side.

Breakfast was uneventful, most likely from Ron's absence and soon Hermione found herself walking into a double potions class. She was dreading spending two hours with Snape and was surprised to see instead a cheerful young girl in his place. Snape never took days off and the presence of this substitute was unnerving to Hermione. What would cause him to miss a class?

Hermione looked up at Harry when he stopped next to her and noticed he too was concerned. With a quick look at the sub once more they took their normal seats up front and go ready for class. Draco too was concerned about Snape. He knew Snape the best and nothing could get that man to miss a class...NOTHING! It would take an act of God...or Voldemort to stop him from teaching and Draco knew there was a Deatheater meeting the night before. He put if out of his mind and turned his attention to the lesson.

By the time the Gryffindors and Slytherins left the classroom the sub was a wreck! The Slytherins had taken advantage of her kindness and inexperience...like they would let that pass. The poor girl would probably never teach again. Without the distraction of class Hermione was once again thinking of Snape. He could be lying in a ditch somewhere, hurt or most likely dead...knowing Voldemort. As much as she despised the man, he was on their side and he didn't deserve to die. Snape plagued her mind all day and she barely managed to get through lunch and classes.

Finally she made it back to her common room and collapsed on the sofa. Slowly she fell asleep but almost immediately she was thrown into a nightmare...the likes of which made her first seem like a fairy tale.

Draco was walking back to the common room when a noise broke him out of his thoughts. For a second he wondered what it was and he realized it was screaming. Without even thinking he dropped his bag and ran to the common room, in a hurry to reach Hermione.

When he stepped into the common room Hermione was thrashing on the couch, screaming like someone was trying to kill her. Before Draco could get to her, however, his father emerged from the fireplace; a sadistic grin on his face.

"Wonderful, isn't it Draco? Watching a Mudblood in pain, especially when it's a friend of Harry Potters," Lucius stated maliciously, loving the sight in front of him.

Draco knew better than to disagree so he adorned the same grin as his father did and nodded.

"Do you know what is happening to her Draco? I would hope you do," Lucius asked his son.

Draco thought back to her first nightmare and how terrified she had been...like it was real. It dawned on him what was wrong and he looked up at his father amazed.

"She's a seer," he stated, almost giddy but quickly recovered, "the fucking Mudblood is a seer!"

Inwardly Draco cringed at his words but he feared his father and especially the Dark Lord. If they even suspected his feeling for his Mione they would make him watch as they tortured and killed her and then after a while, kill him. Lucius looked at his son, contemplating whether or not he actually saw what he did, but decided it was just his imagination, no way would his son consort with a Mudblood.

"You are correct Draco and the best part is, if she doesn't get her visions under control they will kill her; saving us the trouble. Well I have a meeting to attend, oh and Draco don't expect to be seeing you Potion's master anytime soon," Lucius stated as he went up in smoke.

Instantly Draco ran to Hermione and tried to wake her up. It had been difficult waking her the first time but now it was impossible. Carefully he picked her up, bridal style, and carried her out the portrait hole and walked in the direction of the Hospital Wing. He took the most round about route he could to stay away from people. He found it hard to keep a hold of her because of her thrashing but he refused to give up.

To say Madam Pomfrey was surprised when she saw Draco Malfoy walk in carrying Hermione in his arms would be the biggest understatement in the history of man. The second she laid eyes on Hermione, however, she went into work mode.

"Place her down here Mr. Malfoy," she said, pointing to a cot," now, what exactly happened to her?"

"I found her on the couch in the common room, thrashing in her sleep. It happened once before but I was able to wake her up that time. She didn't tell me what she dreamed but she seemed like she thought it was real...I think she is a seer," he explained. The mediwitch just gave him a skeptical look as she finished checking the girls vital and she went to get the smelling salts, believing it to be a simple nightmare.

She felt inclined to speak, "Mr. Malfoy there have been no true seers since the time of the founders. Now there are only mild clairvoyants like Professor Trelawney."

She waved the salts under Hermione's nose...and they didn't work. Pomfrey didn't know what to do, she should have awoken at the smell, especially since the salts were enchanted. The only thing she could think of was Hermione must be under a spell and Snape wasn't here to make an awakening potion.

"Mr. Malfoy would you mind fetching Professor Dumbledore for me?" she asked the boy and felt the need to console the he when he gave a concerned look to Hermione," Ms. Granger will be fine but I need the Head Master.

Draco hesitantly walked out and headed towards Dumbledore's office. He was worried about Hermione and desperately wanted her to be OK but Pomfrey wouldn't listen to him. The walk also gave him time to think about his recent encounter with his father and his future as a supporter of the Dark Lord. After all the only reason he was born was to worship him. Every Deatheater had to offer their Lord something when they joined and it was no secret that Lucius offered him his then unconceived child.

As well he was now even more concerned for Snape. What could he have done to get himself in trouble with the Dark Lord? He pondered these things until he came to the statue blocking the Head Masters office. Confidently Draco said, "Canary Creams" and the staircase began moving. When he reached the top he raised his hand to knock on the door...

"Come in Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said from the other side.

How does that man always know? Draco walked into the office and found himself staring at not one professor but two, McGonagall was seated in a chair to his right.

"Um...Madam Pomfrey needs you in the Hospital Wing Professor," he stated, glancing at McGonagall wondering about the meeting he walk in on.

Dumbledore got to his feet and didn't even ask Draco why he was needed. As the professor walked out Draco followed and heard McGonagall following behind him. Silently they made their way to the Hospital Wing, all the while Draco wondered if Dumbledore knew about Hermione. The look on both professors' faces when they entered was enough to tell him they knew nothing about this.

"Poppy, what is the matter with Ms. Granger?" Dumbledore asked.

"I am not exactly sure Albus. Mr. Malfoy said he found her like this and neither of us can wake her...not even the salts worked!" the mediwitch answered. "I told you what was wrong but you wont listen, SHE'S A SEER!" Draco yelled.

The three adults looked at Draco but he walked over to Hermione. The three turned and noticed Hermione was waking up. Draco sat down on the side of the bed and grabbed her hand.

"Hey Mione. How ya feeling?" he asked gently.

"Hmm...DRACO! Oh my god it was horrible!" she cried while hugging him.

Draco just held her as she sobbed...much like he had before. The professors looked on and McGonagall noticed the smile on Dumbledore's face. She looked at the two in front of her and felt pity. She knew that even if Draco chose to follow his heart it would lead him to death.