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Ch.14

When they arrived at her office, McGonagall made both Hermione and Draco sit while she whispered to the portrait of Dumbledore. Both Hermione and Draco watched, wondering why she was consulting with a portrait, even if it was Dumbledore's portrait.

When she turned around. McGonagall sat down quietly, not sure how to break it to them that they would have to leave the school for the time being.

"What is this about Headmistress?" Draco asked, not being able to hold the silence any longer.

"Well, I am afraid that you two will be leaving this castle in a few short minutes. There is no time to explain right now, I need you both to understand that there is a chance that you could be in danger from all of this. I do not think it wise to linger in the castle much longer." McGonagall said distractedly, rummaging through her drawer.

"What do you mean leave school! Where are we going to go! I though no where was as safe as Hogwarts!" Hermione said angrily. "Ms. Granger, I have reason to believe that there are some, even within Hogwarts that still believe in their old ways. It is obvious that not everyone changed during the war, so I need to make sure that you are both safe from them. I don't think you understand the seriousness in this." McGonagall said, looking up from whatever it was she was looking for.

"You mean, you think that someone might try to hurt us if we stay here?" Draco asked concerned. "Yes Mr. Malfoy, and I think that we both know that your father is one of them. I have a feeling that he is not going to let this go, as I am sure you both know that. There are still Death Eaters out there, one the run. I am afraid to say that they might come looking for you both if you are here. I do not wish for anything to happen to either of you, so I am going to take you to a safe house. One that only I can give the location of." McGonagall said, standing up now.

In her hand, there was a small key. "What about our school work, and our friends?" Hermione asked softly, not wanting to leave everything behind. "Ms. Granger, I will bring your school work to you each night, and as for your friends, I will bring you letters from them, but until we know what is going to happen, I am afraid that I can not allow even Mr. Potter to visit you. Now come, please, we need to hurry." McGonagall said softly.

Draco grabbed Hermione's hand and helped her up and then looked at McGonagall, waiting for the older woman to lead them.

"This is a Portkey, it will take us to the safe house," McGonagall said, looking at the time, "In about thirty seconds. Keep a hold on the key, both of you." McGonagall said. Both teens held onto the key, looking at one another.

Draco squeezed Hermione's hand lightly, trying to reassure her. Hermione gave him a small smile, telling him that she was okay before they were both whirled into the air and out of sight along with McGonagall.

When they stopped, Hermione held onto Draco so she wouldn't fall, as they looked around.

They were standing in a small room that had only a couch and a chair, with a table in between them. There was a small fireplace built into one of the walls, and then a bookshelf with hundreds of books on the opposite wall. There was a space opening up to a small kitchen, and then stair leading upstairs to what could only be assumed to be a bathroom and a bedroom.

"Well, here we are. I know it isn't much, but it will do for now at least. The kitchen, over there, is stocked with whatever you might need, and if you run out of something, you only need to think of what it is and it will appear. Upstairs, there is a bathroom, and there is a bedroom. I am assuming that you are both mature enough to stay in the same room? There are two beds in there, I will leave that to the two of you to decide the sleeping arrangements. I don't want anyone getting hurt, and I don't want you to leave the house. There is a small balcony in the bedroom, it is okay to go up there, no one can see you or hear you here." McGonagall said, pointing in the direction of each place.

"I have already had your things moved here, and I hope that everything will be okay whilst I am gone. If you need me, the fireplace is connected to mine at Hogwarts. Don't worry, it is only to mine, no one else but me can come through. Now I will leave you here for you to get settled and I will come back tomorrow. I am sorry about this, but we have to be cautious." McGonagall said, walking over to the fireplace.

Hermione and Draco watched her go, not believing how fast everything had just changed for them both.

After she was gone, Hermione sat on the couch, not being able to get a grip on what had just happened.

Draco sat next to her, not sure what to say to comfort her. "Are you okay?" He asked, knowing that this change was something neither of them had thought of or wanted. "I don't know. This is insane! I cant believe we have to stay here away from everything, just because of stupid people!" Hermione said with a sigh.

"I know, but if it keeps you safe, then we will just have to stay here forever." Draco said, kissing her neck softly. "Its just so unfair! What do they expect to happen if they kill us off? Start another damn war!" Hermione cried, not being able to hold onto her anger.

People were so dumb, they just never learned! "Hermione, calm down, at least we are together, and we are safe. We will make this work." Draco said, pulling her to him now. Hermione relaxed against him, wondering if maybe this was not all her fault. She had pushed him into a friendship and then acted a fool just to make him realize she had a crush on him. Maybe they really were not meant to be.

"Whatever it is you are thinking, your wrong." Draco said when he felt her tense up again. Hermione giggled a little, liking how he knew her so well. "Its nothing, its just, maybe we should reconsider all of this." Hermione said, sitting up and looking at him.

"I mean, look at what this has caused! Maybe it would be better to just go back to how it was before you found me in that damn room with Ronald." Hermione said, inwardly slapping herself for making that an option. She did not want that to happen, she loved him too much for that.

"No Hermione! That isn't going to happen." Draco said angrily. Hermione smiled and his face softened a little. "Don't say stuff like that, not now." He murmured kissing her softly. Hermione kissed him back, happy that he did not want that anymore then she did.

After a moment, his kisses became more passionate and turned into something that was a bit more then just comfort. Hermione could feel him getting hard and she felt excited. She liked what she had felt last night and wanted to feel it again now.

She pulled at his shirt wanting to feel him. Draco grinned and pulled himself on top of her, knowing she wanted the same thing that he did.

They quickly undressed each other, wanting to feel one another. Hermione looked up at Draco, knowing that this couldn't be all bad. They got to be with one another, alone, all the time. The thought alone made her get more excited and when he started moving his fingers around her clit, she moaned out loud. She loved the way he made her feel and she didn't think that she could go back to them being nothing, not now.

She moved her hips and moaned when she felt him next to her. It made her wonder if this was why some were addicted to sex. As she felt his fingers curl around her, she came thinking that she could be one of those people.

Draco kissed her softly and pushed into her. She cried out in shock and pleasure, not expecting that yet.

"I love you." He whispered softly to her as he picked up his speed. Hermione kept up with him with each stroke, making Draco lose himself in this. He wasn't sure, but he thought that maybe this was what both of them had been made for, to be together. It made him feel sappy and all messed up, but he didn't care, he loved her.

As he pushed into her harder, he felt his release coming and pushed harder. He had a fleeting thought of hurting her, but when he looked down at her, he realized that was not going to happen. She lay there, meeting each one of his thrusts with her own, moaning softly at the contact that it made for both of them.

It was enough to make him come in her. The way she looked with her hair around her all messed up and her face turned into one of pure pleasure, it was all to much for him to handle.

Once he was finished, he sat up slowly, trying to squish her into the couch anymore. They lay thee for a long moment, trying to catch their breaths, both in their own little worlds at the moment.

Hermione sat up and slowly pulled on her clothes, feeling tired. She wanted to go to sleep, but she knew better then that. She wanted to unpack and get things settled in before dinner tonight.

She looked over at Draco and giggled a little. He was still sitting there, completely naked, looking like he was going to die from exhaustion. "Are you okay?" She asked, standing and stretching.

"I think your going to kill me before this is all over." Draco said, his eyes still closed. Hermione swatted at his arm, "I am going to go take a shower, I was going to ask you to join me, but since you are so tired, maybe I'll just go take a quick one myself." Hermione said.

Draco was off the couch before she could even finish the sentence, making Hermioen laugh harder. "I thought you were tired?" Hermione said walking over to the stairs. Draco shook his head, wondering how he got this lucky. Hermione walked up the stairs, swinging her hips in a provocative way the whole time. Draco followed like he was in a trance, making Hermione laugh again.

After their 'shower' the rest of the day was spent making the little cottage a home for them both. By dinner time, it seemed that they had made it look as good as they could. They had first cleaned the rooms, though luckily they were not all that bad, and then in each room, they had put a little personality into it. They moved their things around, making it look cozy, and by the time they were fixing dinner, it looked a lot better.

Their room had been the one they had worked in the longest, trying to make it comfortable for both of them. They had argued over bed sheets and decoration, and now their room looked like it was Christmas with the clash of red and green. It didn't bother either one of them though, as far as they knew, this was temporary, so it would do.

As they moved around the kitchen, trying to think of something to make, it became apparent to Hermione that she could not cook, and looking at Draco told her, he had no idea either.

She opened the cabinet closest to her, and looked around. She grabbed the first things that she seen, hoping it would be easy enough to make. "Okay, I don't know how to cook, but I follow instructions okay, so just look for boxes and things that have instructions on them." Hermione said.

They ended up having sandwiches and Macaroni n cheese. It wasn't the best thing in the world, but it was okay. They talked about what they could possibly do everyday here, then ended up laughing at one another when their thoughts ran wild.

All in all, it was an okay night. They spent it together, wanting the other to feel safe and comfortable. As they fell asleep in their colorful bed, Hermione looked over at Draco, hoping that they could stay this way forever. She did not want to be in hiding, but as long as she was with him, she thought that it wouldn't be that bad. As long as they talked to McGonagall about food preparation tomorrow, because she was sure that neither one of them wanted to eat like this every night.