Hermione woke up on Christmas morning with a huge smile on her face. Even though she wasn't expecting any presents herself she loved seeing everyone's faces when they opened theirs.

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Draco woke up with a grin on his face. He couldn't wait to see all the extravagant presents he had. The only other thought in his mind was Hermione's presents.

After rushing downstairs to find a huge pile of presents wrapped in green and silver, Draco saw Hermione, also smiling.

"Merry Christmas." She said, still smiling but more calmly.

"Merry Christmas to you too." Draco said catching a glance at her before dragging a huge present across the floor.

Draco had gotten a brand new pair of black and emerald dress robes (which he thought were a bit of a let down), several books on potions and wizard genealogy, a Firebolt Deluxe, a gigantic box of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes form Blaise Zabini (a note attached saying "Look, I know you hate the guys but this stuff is great!") and a signed photo of the Holyhead Harpies.

"I didn't know you liked them!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Even though they're girls, it doesn't mean they're terrible."

"Wow, this should go down in history. A Malfoy saying girls are good at something."

"Are you a fan then?" He asked, throwing a cushion at her.

"I'm not a huge fan of Quidditch but when it comes to the Holyhead Harpies, they're brilliant. Ginny's been offered a place there. I think she might go for it."

"Really? Oh, then I don't like them anymore."

"Give over! Just because you're jealous that Ginny can actually beat you as Seeker."

He smiled. Her hair was the same beautiful brown it was before. Brown? He panicked.

"Granger! How much Polyjuice Potion is there left?"

"Oh damn it, I forgot!"

"Wow, Granger forgetting something. There's a first time for everything. No worries, I'll get some before my mother's back."

"Thank you, Draco."

He smiled more when she said his name. If she'd said it at any other time he would have been annoyed but today was Christmas and nothing could spoil it. Hermione sighed.

"A problem?"

"No. I just miss them." By "them" she meant Harry, Ron and the others.

"I think I know something that can fix that."

"Really?" She looked into his face with surprise. Standing up Draco took her up to the highest floor of the house, where a large fireplace stood.

"Might I ask what this is for?" Hermione said, slightly confused.

"Floo Network. You're very slow today aren't you? It's limited, because I'm guessing Potter's fireplace isn't working properly. This one should connect to their house."

"Malfoy! Really, you did this for me?" She smiled and a tear rolled down her face.

"Look, don't cry about it, just try it out. I'll see you later." Draco said, and he left the room.

Taking a handful of Floo Powder from the mantelpiece, she then looked through the emerald flames, seeing only herself for a few moments until she gasped. The supposed reflection had transformed into Harry and Ginny. She understood what Draco said about the faulty network as the image blurred slightly, and she wasn't positioned directly in front of the two.

They were on a couch, from what she could see, Ginny resting her head on Harry's shoulder as she comforted her. A red and gold package was on her lap and her voice came out in small sobs.

"But-but- what could have hap- happened to her? She just went like that. Promise me she'll be alright."

"Ginny, I promise you. Hermione's a smart girl; she wouldn't want to get into trouble on purpose."

"But what if it's something I've done? No, it's all my fault, I asked her-"

Ginny looked deep into Harry's eyes for a few moments.

"Asked her what?"

Ginny paused. Harry looked at her with a worried face. Hermione knew what the answer would be before it was spoken.

"Malfoy. The night Hermione nearly overdrank she was speaking in her sleep. It was about him. And I asked her what it was about-"

But Harry had already jumped up, angry.

"Malfoy! This is what it's about! How could Hermione be so-so-"

"Stupid? No, listen to me-"

"Look, I bet she's there right now! And I can't just sit here doing nothing!"

"Harry! Shut up!"

Harry turned. Never had Ginny been so upset and angry at the same time to tell Harry to shut up like was one of those things she could never picture happening. Like living with a former Death Eater, for instance.

"Listen. Hermione is obviously alive and well or she wouldn't have sent this. Now- don't pull that face- remember that night when Hermione wasn't here. She was at Malfoy Manor. Malfoy saved her from Snatchers-"

"Why the hell were there Snatchers in Hogsmeade then?" Harry retorted.

"Look, before I scream my head off, which I know you particularly hate, I don't know if Hermione's been Confunded or not but she said he'd changed."

"Yeah, but Malfoy can practically fool anyone. Even without a Confundus charm."

Ginny looked at him. She wore an expression Hermione had never seen her use before.

"Okay, I'm not definite on whether she's gone to the Malfoys or not. But it's a possibility. Anyway, it's Christmas."

"Fine. But I want to postpone the wedding."

"What!"

Hermione hadn't expected this at all. She could feel all the blame falling upon her, weighing her down as she sunk to the floor. Sobbing at the thought that even if they did find her, it would be difficult to tell them why.

"Granger. What's wrong?"

She turned her head slightly at Draco's voice.

"You! That's what." She couldn't blame herself. If he hadn't become a Death Eater she wouldn't even be in this mess.

"Look. Whatever I've supposedly done, drop it. Listen-"

"No. No, I'm leaving. I've been through enough of this. Stuff the Horcrux. I don't bloody care if you kill yourself!"

"Granger! Don't please-"

"Don't plead with me Malfoy! You're the one that's got me stuck here. And if you have the decency to let me go quietly, then I will."

"No."

She was just about to turn the door handle when he said it.

"What do you mean no!"

"Well, normally it's the opposite of yes-" Draco started smirking at the idea she thought it was all his fault.

"Don't be all sarcastic with me! Now let me out of this door." She hammered at the door.

"Look, be reasonable. I don't want you here any more than you do. But this is important-"

"Oh stop it! Because of you, Harry and Ginny are probably going to break up if they can't find me. I'm going to make it easier for them."

"Granger, look out!"

A green streak of light soared out of the door that Hermione had managed to just prise open. It missed her by a bare inch. A tall woman with blond curls had just fired her wand.

Before Hermione could move, Draco had grabbed her wrist tightly and turned on the spot.

Thanks for all the reviews! Soz I haven't added these notes. What do you think of it so far? Again sorry for these confusing feelings that Hermione and Draco. Where will they end up? Give any predictions in your reviews!