-1Chapter 10: Dreams

Hermione lay in her bed, completely relaxed. It was early Monday morning, classes were going to begin again, Ron wasn't mad at her, Harry had won his last match against Ravenclaw she was at peace with the world…sorta. She rolled over onto her stomach and exhaled, time to get up. She walked into her privet bathroom and saw that her window was open and a large looking black owl was sitting by her sink. Perplexed she went over to it and took the note. It said:

I'm sorry.

She smiled. It could have been from Ron, but he had said nothing of the incident during breakfast last week, she could guess who it was but didn't want to admit it to herself because the person she was thinking of wouldn't think to apologize, would he? With that Hermione stripped, stepped into her shower and felt her problems melt away like the warm water running down her skin.

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Draco was up early. He decided over the weekend that he had to do what the Dark Lord and his father wanted, his life depended on it. But he felt so bad about what he was going to have to put Hermione through he sent her a note. It wasn't signed and it only said "I'm sorry" but it made Draco's conscience feel better, which was strange because normally Draco didn't even have a conscience. He knew it was too early to go for breakfast but he left his room early. The only way to win the bet and make Blaise do it was to shag at all possible moments.

A few hours later he left the Slytherin dungeons, zipping up his fly. He was embarrassed, the girl he was doing, he couldn't remember her name pushed him off her in the middle of it and shouted at her for getting her name wrong, calling her Hermione…he had to modify her memory and only just got her to kiss the parchment but still he had 39.

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Hermione walked down the entrance hall stairs, turned the corner and walked straight into Draco. Her books went everywhere and she hastily bent down to pick them up, to her surprise Draco was on his knees next to her helping. She stood up and Draco handed the books to her with one hand, the other bandaged one hidden behind his back. They stood in silence for a few awkward seconds.

"Um…thanks." said Hermione shiftily.

"yeah well it was my fault."

"oh no, it was mine I wasn't looking where I was going…" Hermione trailed off, he was looking at her in that way again. "see you in potions!" and she sped off.

Draco stood staring at the place where Hermione had been standing. He had almost done something incredibly stupid in public. He shock his head, his blonde hair falling into his eyes and looked down at his hand. It was all swollen and bloody, but he didn't care he could tough it out, right?

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"Now class, today you will be making a potion with partners to revel true love and it's a contest" Snape glared at the student before him. "Not my idea I assure you, but the Headmaster thinks it will bring about the holiday cheer what with the ball and everything." Snape rolled his eyes as if a ball was nothing short of torture for him, which I'm sure it was. "Potter and Patil, Goyle and Parkinson, Zabini and Brown, Granger and Malfoy, Crabb and Smith, Weasley and Williams, Longbottom and Abbot, Thomas and Fredrik, Finnigan and Midgeon. Start now, the supplies are in the cupboard," He flicked his wand, "The directions are on the blackboard. The winners must be able to revel love about each other that would not normally be there privately in front of me, the winners will also win a strong love potion, only worth one night…again not my idea…good luck." With that Snape turned and walked to his office, "come see me when you think you're done."

The second he left the class groaned and complained about their partners. Harry and Parvarti quickly got their things and started, Ron and Charlotte Williams, a pretty but stuck up Slytherin girl, began getting their things out of their bags and Draco and Hermione sat there looking at each other. Hermione made the first move, she picked up her books and bag and dropped them on the ground next to Draco's table. Then acting like he was invisible began getting supplies. Draco tried to lift the caldron onto the table , but he let out a gasp of pain when he tried to lift it with his hurt hand. No one heard him but, of course, Hermione who spun around and looked annoyed.

"What's wrong now?" she asked exasperatedly.

"Nothing, just my hand…I hurt it."

"How?"

"Mind your own business Granger." He glared at her, hoping to make her stop.

"Fine" Hermione retorted and spun around again, pushing back into the crowd of people around the store cabinet trying to get the best Vela hair and fairy blood.

When Hermione got back to the table they started to work together, silently. Half an hour later Draco winced again, trying to peel the skin off of a whirligig. Hermione, who was in the middle of adding five strands of Vela hair to the caldron, looked up and caught sight of Draco's bloody hand.

"oh my god," Hermione murmured and forgetting herself she reached over to it.

"what?" Draco said jerking his hand out of view again, causing him to wince more.

"I think you need to see Madame Pomfry, it looks grotesque."

"No more than you Granger." he said viscously.

Hermione normally would have gotten angry and let him deal with the consequence at that point but she was worried about it. "Its swollen and still bleeding, and what are-..r are those pieces of stone!"

"leave it. Just be quiet, I want a decent grade on this." Draco responded

"Well you wouldn't get one without me."

"Yes I would."

"No"

"yes, because without you the potion might work and revel hidden desires and love, but obviously since it is you no potion could be strong enough."

Hermione's eyes filled with tears, and to think she had almost liked him. She shook her head, "I was worried but never mind, just pass me the fairy wings."

One hour later Snape swept back into the class room. "Alright, times up. Now measure out a cupful each."

Hermione was optimistic and she filled her cup, the potion was giving off a lovely scent and was bubbling merely, which was more than could be said for Ron's which was purply red and smelt like toast.

"You first" she said to Draco.

"Cheers" He said sarcastically and downed the whole thing in one big gulp.

It was like and explosion had gone off in his brain. Draco slumped back in his chair and lay still. Hermione gasped, wondering if she had done something wrong. She shook him but he remained still.

Snape appeared beside her, "Nothings wrong this is just how the potion works, he should come round in a few minutes."

Draco was looking out his window feeling a cold breeze on his face. He heard the clank of armor behind him and turned. A man was, his servant was behind him. He said something about capturing the revolting Lutherans, heretic against the Catholic faith. Draco nodded, bored already with this man. He placed his crown back upon his head and followed his servant to the chamber of his father King of this land. The went down to the court to witness the executions of the Lutheran heretics. The stood, dressed in their execution white clothes. The followers were burned but leaders were always decapitated in medieval times. Draco sat on his throne next to his cold hearted father and he signaled the burning to begin. Draco watched men, women and children his own age scream, burning and muttering the lords prayers. He watched grown men cry. Heard monks scream religious genocide, but he blocked it out. The were scum, dirt, not worthy to live on gods clean earth, their blood could be a black as mud for all he knew, that was what he had been told his entire life, and that was what he believed. Then the leaders were brought up after having watched the scene along with the King and his son, the prince. Two women and four men. One blonde women was crying, she didn't say anything but the lords prayer and lay her head upon the block. The men simply said things like forgive the King, he knows not what he does or deliver us to our master thou art in heaven. The last women mounted the steps, her eyes cast down and once in front of the block slowly lifted her head up. Draco let out a gasp. Those eyes…honey brown, angry, passionate, loving. He had known her before…an age ago his heart knew her though his mind did not. He met her gaze, they had loved once…lain together in harmony a century ago, before this hatred, before this divide. Her long brown curly hair fell to her shoulders. He wanted to do something, he had to do something. She lowered her head, not taking her eyes off him. He stared into them, the axe lifted, his father next to him raised his arm. Draco shut his eyes and then head the clunk and then the cheer.

"Malfoy!"

"Wha….what…?" Draco opened his eyes to see another face very close to his own. The person had honey brown eyes.

"Thank god! I thought I'd poisoned you, I was so afraid we'd get a bad grade." Hermione sat back down, relieved."

"Hermione." Draco murmured. Taking a step towards her.

"Professor Snape! I think he's ready now." said Hermione, shiftily.

Draco leaned in closer and whispered, "Hermione, no matter what I've ever said before this or what I have ever said after this know that I love you."

Snape grabbed him roughly by the arm. "Come one Malfoy, into my office so I can question you." Hermione watched him leave her stunned. "and Granger, drink yours in five minute and report to my office."

Hermione nodded and sat back down. She knew that what he had said were only the effects of the potion but, maaaaan…she sighed and shock her head. Five minutes later Draco reappeared from the office, massaging his head. Snape had given him a potion to get him back to normal but he couldn't get the answers to the questions he had said out of his head, the potion was supposed to revel hidden desires, not make him rave like a lunatic. He couldn't remember all of it but he knew he had said some pretty wowish things.

He slumped down next to Hermione. "Itsyourturn." He said in a rush.

"O.K" said Hermione, turning red. She filled up her cup and took a gulp. It tasted like candy and very sweet strawberries. She toke another gulp, finishing it off and started to fall. Draco caught her and put her unconscious into her chair. He stared at her, no one else was looking, they were all engrossed in their own problems. He reached forward and tucked a curl behind her ear, maybe their was truth in that potion, and maybe he was wrong about no one seeing him, because Ron Weasley certainly did.

Hermione stood in the grass in a deserted Moore. Only herself and the man beside her on his horse were here. They had lain together out of wedlock, he had treated her like a common whore. But he was the land lord of the land her village lived on and had to much power for her to refuse him. She had loved him after a while and he then loved her. But it had all changed now, she was with child, there was no denying it. She told him she loved him, that the baby was his, that they must now marry. He said he loved her too, and the child but his family would never approve, he wouldn't inherit his title and his royal connections would be broken. She remained him that times were changing, that the American colony had broken away, that thy could sail there and start a new life. He shock his head sadly, his eyes piercing silver gray. She wept, she pleaded…if not for her then for the child. He looked pained but wouldn't change his mind. She beat his chest sobbing. He felt a single tear escape his eyes too, but stood firm. She turned away from him, she cursed him, she said he would never know true love, he would never see her child. He stood their watching her flee. When she was gone, he collapsed to the ground weeping properly. She was right…he would never know true love again if it wasn't with her…but nor would she.

Hermione stirred, "Draco…" she moaned.

Draco grinned to himself, and leant towards her as her yes fluttered open. "Yes."

Hermione moaned his name again and flung herself onto him. Draco chuckled quite pleased until Snape appeared next to him and took her away.

"I love you" she whispered in his ear.

A/N: I hope you like this chappie! It took sooooo long to write! The dreams might be a little confusing, I was trying to some how show off their class difference in a different light and that they are totally meant for each other! xoxox char…please review!