Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

Author's note: I'm SO sorry for not updating sooner! I've been terribly busy. (And still am.) I shall attempt to update sooner though. And thanks for everyone who reviewed! I really appreciate it!

Thank you to Doanie for beta-reading.

Most italics for thoughts.
"Quotations" for speech.
In first and third person POV
Ruler thingys separate the first person POV
(One's POV can be Draco's. Another can be Hermione's.)
(Sorry if it's a bit confusing.)

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Chapter 10: Draco's Outburst
"I just wish there was so much more than that
about me and you."

- Butch Walker "The Mixed Tape"
------------------ Tuesday, The 5th Day in July (Noon)

Draco Malfoy was unusually quiet today. Not that Hermione was complaining of course. She enjoyed the silence, but she was wondering what the blonde was up to. Surely it can't be as bad as turning my hair green. She thought as she frowned. Hmmm...I shall get to the bottom of this!

But where to start? To be honest, she was no Sherlock Holmes, but she is very clever. Not to mention very smart. In fact, she's been known to be the brightest witch of her age! Or something like that. Anyways, Hermione Granger always gets what she wants...most of the time. But these were one of the times where Hermione won't get what she wants...unless she does it herself.

"Where to start..." she muttered. The girl then realized she said this out loud. She glanced at Malfoy, who appeared to not notice her. Hmm...what to do... Should I use a truth serum? No..that wouldn't be any fun... And where the hell would I get a truth serum without Malfoy knowing it?

She grimaced. This is hard... I'll think about it later. She thought as she returned to reading her book.

Draco was bored and annoyed. He hadn't said anything all day to Hermione, but that's probably because he was busy arguing with his conscience.

I will not do that!

You did!

What?

See? You haven't talked to her all day!

That's because I've been talking to you!

You do know that means you've been talking to yourself ..?

Greaaat! My conscience has a mind of its own!

And you've seem to find out just now?

Sod off!

See? This proves what I said last night. You seem to say that alot!

Silence!

You can't silence me!

I can and I will!

Well..well...you're a ferret!

"I'm not a ferret! ...Merlin, you're starting to sound like Hermione!"

The conscience was quiet..finally. Then he felt someone staring at him. He glanced up and met Hermione's eyes. She was giving him an odd look.

The green haired girl quoted, "'I'm not a ferret...Merlin you're starting to sound like Hermione?'Are you mental or something?"

"Greaattt! She thinks I'm mental! I hope you're happy!" Draco said to his conscience, out loud. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh shit..I said that out loud didn't I?"

Yup confirmed his conscience as Hermione replied, "Are you talking to yourself?"

"This is all your fault!" he said out loud, again, to both Hermione and his conscience.

"Are you talking to me or yourself?" asked Hermione, whose trying hard not to laugh, but failing.

Draco grimaced and muttered to himself, not his conscience, but to himself.

Hermione, who was having a hard time talking due to laughter, was trying to tell him something. A few minutes after Hermione calmed down, she said, "Did you know talking to yourself is a sign of insanity?"

Draco frowned at her, and then said, "Whatever." And walked away with Hermione hot on his heels.

Gosh...who knew he could walk so fast? Hermione was having a hard time catching up to Draco. She had finally decided to call him Draco and be nice for a while when she realized he was gay and insane, but will only call him Draco in her mind. She was still mad at him for turning her hair green.

"Malfoy, slow down!" she said.

"Stop following me!"

"Hello? Do you remember how we're handcuffed to each other? Or have you forgotten when you lost your mind?"

Draco slowed down. "I haven't lost my mind Granger."

"Well it sure seems like it. Maybe you should go to St. Mungo's?"

"Again Granger, I haven't lost my mind."

"Then why were you talking to yourself?"

"None of your business."

There was an awkward silence.

"So...where are we walking?"

Draco mumbled something.

"You have to speak louder than that Draco. I can't hear you."

"You called me Draco again?"

"So? It's your name isn't it?"

Again, Draco mumbled something. Merlin that was getting annoying.

Draco and Hermione soon stopped walking when they came upon a door. A ordinary door. There was absolutely nothing special about this door. Draco opened it. Hermione's jaw dropped. She was absolutely gobsmacked. There, behind the ordinary boring looking door, was a room full of shelves that were full of books. She looked around in awe as Draco looked at her with amusement.

"What room is this?" asked Hermione, amazed.

"Another library."

"Why do you have another library?"

"This is my father's private library."

"Oh...why are we in here?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Hermione thought for a moment. And then it clicked. Lucius Malfoy is a wealthy wizard, but a dark one. Here, he has a private library that were probably full of rare, but dark magical books. And maybe these books have some sort of solution for the handcuffs! She replied, "Yes. But why didn't you lead us to this room before?"

Draco shrugged. "Must have slipped my mind."

Hermione frowned. Then she walked over to one of the shelves and glanced at the titles, hoping that one of the books would solve their problem. And Draco did the same.

After two hours of searching through books, Draco slapped the book shut with frustration. He and Hermione haven't found anything. Nothing. Na-da!

"There is nothing in these books about these bloody handcuffs!" proclaimed Draco as he slammed another book shut.

"You're not looking hard enough!" snapped Hermione angrily. She too is frustrated.

"This is pointless."

Hermione ignored him and continued searching. Ten minutes afterwards, she too gave up.

"Well this was a waste." She sighed. "I guess we just have to figure out what this person who did this to us wants."

Draco grimaced. "We don't even know who the person is."

Hermione sighed and ran her hand through her straight green hair. She glanced at the handcuffs and vowed inwardly, "Who ever done this is gonna pay."

Anonymous and Dark figure #3 were watching over the magic ball. They just saw Hermione and Draco fall asleep. After a few moments, Anonymous remarked, "This sure is boring."

"Very," agreed Dark figure #3. "Let's go get something to eat."

"But he said not to leave the magic ball!"

"We'll only be gone for a second. And no one is in here. Besides what can happen when we're gone? No one can pass through without the key when the door is locked."

Anonymous thought about it for a moment before reluctantly agreeing. "Okay." Dark figure #3 and Anonymous exited the dark room that contained the magic ball. Oblivious to them, Dark figure #2 was there.

"Fools," he muttered. He then loomed over the magic ball. It seems like Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger are getting along...he grimaced. Let's change that shall we? Dark figure #2 pointed his wand to Draco and Hermione and muttered a spell. There! That should change a few things! He smirked and left the room before anyone found out what he had did.

------------------ Wednesday, Sixth Day in July (Time Unknown)

Hermione and Draco were grumpy today. Starting when they woke up, past eating their lunch, to now. Strangely, Hermione woke up angry at Draco and asked a whole bunch of questions. Draco, however, wasn't in the mood in answering the questions that Hermione was asking him. Instead, he was too busy arguing with his conscience.

Just tell her how you feel.

No.

Awww...Why not?

Because.

Because of what?

Because I don't want to.

She seems to like you now..

Somehow I doubt that... Draco heard Hermione ask, "I know you're gay and all, but what's with that thing you have with Pansy? Aren't you with Blaise?" More nosy about me is more like it.

Aww! She's just curious!

No she's not. And she doesn't even have her facts right! I'm not gay!

"I'm not gay Granger," Draco grumbled. "There's nothing going on between me, Pansy, and Blaise!"

"Sure there isn't," she replied sarcastically. "It's not like I can't keep a secret." She rolled her eyes.

See? I told her I'm not gay and does she listen? Nooo...

You didn't sound very convincing to me either. You should just tell her that you like her so she'll know that you aren't gay!

Umm...no.

Why not?

Just...no.

What? You afraid of what little miss Hermione has to say?

Well..yes?

Draco heard his conscience laugh. He rolled his eyes knowing that his conscience wouldn't even notice. Unfortunately, Hermione saw his action.

"What are you rolling your eyes about, ferret?" she demanded. "Is it because I asked you to change my hair back to brown?"

"No. It's-"

"Well what? What is it? Tell me! Gosh! Why do you insist on torturing me!"

"What? How am I torturing you?"

"You're torturing me by not giving me answers! Now tell me!" She's mental! Me torturing her because I won't give her answers?

You should tell her mate said his 'conscience'.

"TELL ME!"

Sod off..and don't call me mate.

She's looking at you weird...mate.

"DON'T CALL ME MATE!" he yelled. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him before yelling back, "I DIDN'T CALL YOU MATE, FERRET!" Mental and volatile.

This is all that damn conscience's fault Draco thought.

Whatever you say...mate.

Draco was angry and frustrated. Don't call me mate!

He could have sworn he heard his conscience snigger when Hermione asked...or rather, demanded, "TELL ME WHY YOU INSIST ON IGNORING AND TORTURING ME GOD DAMMIT!" Mental, volatile, and can scream loud enough to blow up your eardrum.

Mate...you should just tell her that you like her.

"SHOVE OFF WILL YOU?" yelled Draco to his conscience. He was getting very very angry.

"WHAT? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? WHY DON'T YOU SAY THAT AGAIN!" screamed Hermione as she drew her wand. Damn. Are all girls like this?

Look what you made me do! I don't want to duel Granger!

If Draco could see his conscience, then he would see it grinning mischievously.

Just tell her you like her and everything would be fine.

Draco screamed a lot of insults, profanity, and other things to his conscience.

Stop cussing at me and listen to Hermione.

What are you gonna do about it?

"DRACO MALFOY! I DEMAND TO KNOW!" Hermione screamed...practically in his ear. Damn. I think she broke my eardrum.

Yes, she demands to know added his conscience and it snickered.

Draco finally snapped. Without realizing what he was doing, he turned around and faced Hermione and yelled, "I LIKE YOU, OKAY!" As soon as those words left his mouth, he realized what he just said. Oh Merlin...