**Author's Note: Hey Guys. So sorry to have taken so long. I just got fired, illegally, from my job and have had SO many things to do, as far as making reports and getting in touch with lawyers. This is another short one. There should be more quickly, though, because, as you have guessed, I have a lot of free time. Please enjoy and tell me about it. 3**

There were no letters that summer. Not a word from Draco. She'd nearly forgotten about it all until she saw his solemn face on the train. He'd force laughs when his friends made jokes but for the most part, he sat in deep thought. She walked to where they could see her and paused purposefully within his eyesight. She busied herself with the hem of her sleeve until she was sure he'd seen her, then she turned and walked quickly back to the rest rooms she had come from. She waited until she heard the door of his car open and then slipped inside one of the loos, leaving the door open behind her.

"Mudblood." She turned to face him. A weak smile was spread across his lips.

"Close the door, Malfoy, before somebody sees you talking to me. Stupid git." He stepped in a bit further and followed direction. Over the summer he'd grown substantially and was practically on top of her. The silk of his beautiful three piece suit brushed her chin. "Are you okay."

"Of course I'm okay. I'm a Malfoy. No one would dare make me otherwise." His face was a transparent mask of arrogance. The exhaustion and fear beneath it shone through…at least to her.

"He's there, isn't he? At the Manor?" His face went flat as he tried to figure out how to respond to her.

"I can't say I know who you mean."

"Don't give me that bullock, Malfoy. I'm smarter than you give me credit for."

"Well, actually, it seems that I've given you more credit than is due. There's a fine line, Hermione, and I'm afraid you've crossed it." His use of her first name caught her off guard. He tilted her face up to his. "Let it go. Please."

"Draco…" He stopped her words with a sudden kiss. Every part of her brain told her to push past him and run away but the animal part, the lusty part of her, begged her to stay. As much as Ron's clumsy fumblings could keep her from going stir crazy, the skill of Draco's kiss made her gut do flips. His hand traced the curve of her neck. "Draco, what's going on? You don't quite seem yourself."

"Can't you just let that alone, Mudblood?" He tore his had away from her just as it grazed her breast. His had slammed into the wall above her. His breath was ragged.

"I'm sorry, I'm just…" He turned, slammed the door open and stormed out of the loo.

She waited a few moments before she made her way out and past his car. They were all laughing again. She took a sideward glance into the cart and saw Draco's eye's on her. "Hey, Mudblood, I have it on good account that the school, and possibly the whole world, will be rid of vermin like you soon."

"Stuff it, Malfoy." She quipped as she stuck her nose in the air and quickly walked past.