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Draco had moved to the couch after Hermione had fallen asleep, it was odd. He had never shared his bed with anyone before. Justin had started to get upset only an hour later. Forgetting he wasn't at the Weasley's anymore, he didn't get up, expecting Ginny or Molly to get him.

Then he realized where he was when he rolled onto the floor, a fairly loud thud echoing across the flat. Draco groaned. Never mind, he was going to sleep in the bedroom. The couch was infernal.

The crying in Justin's bedroom only increased, Hermione must have been in a deep sleep. Draco stood and made his way to Justin's bedroom, picking him up and rocking him. He turned the light on and turned it back off immediately, remembering there was a opening between his room and Justin's, he didn't want to wake Hermione.

Justin calmed after a while, but it seemed he hadn't just woken up, he must have had a nightmare. There was fear behind his eyes, infants should never be afraid. He shouldn't, but he felt he had to.

"Legilimens." He whispered, wand pointed at Justin's head.

There they were, Mr. and Mrs. Granger, in a safari vehicle thing. Giraffe's, Elephants, Rhino's, and even Lions were everywhere. How stupid were muggles? This wasn't safe.

All the animals seemed calm though, going abut their own business. There was one that would watch the jeep as it went by, Draco tried to get a closer look. The lioness seemed different from the others, like she didn't belong there. He got to a point where he was kneeling in front of the large cat. It continued to stare at the jeep.

Draco knew those eyes, those eyes tried to kill his to-be wife. Those eyes had killed his mother in the Manor.

Bella killed Hermione's Parents.

How? Wasn't her Animagus form a wolf? How could she have turned into a different animal so soon?

She had to be a Morphterin.

Draco felt Justin's memory of the dream fade away. He shook his head as he returned to Reality, though, Justin wasn't in his arms, Hermione now had him. She also had his wand.

"No more magic for you. I didn't think you would try and read his mind. I trusted you wouldn't." Hermione said without looking at him.

"He was having a dream about how your parents died." Draco said quietly. She looked up. "It wasn't just some random attack Hermione. It was planned." Draco added.

"Who would-"

"-You know who would. It was Bella, Hermione." Draco interrupted her.

"She's a wolf, not a lion." Hermione said.

"She's a Morphterin."

"There hasn't been a Morphterin around in years, nobody has seen one since the first wizarding war. They don't exist anymore." Hermione said.

"Then Bella just has enough power to-"

"-Bella isn't that powerful, what happened to my parents was a accident Draco." Hermione said. Putting the asleep infant back in his bed and walking back to their bedroom.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Draco groaned. Hermione glared at him. "Your not supposed to go to bed angry." He said. Earning a deeper, more threatening glare. Draco put his hands up defensively and got on the other side of the bed.

"Couch." Hermione said. Draco groaned and got back up.

He knocked on Solomon's door, he was not going back to the couch.

"Lady kick you out of bed?" Solomon asked sleepily as he opened the door. Draco nodded.

"I brought an extra bed I can fit it on the side of the room easily if you don't mind. " Draco said. He held a bed, the size of his hand. Solomon opened the door the rest of the way to reveal two twin size beds, one on each side of the room.

"I kind of expected this bud." Solomon said, he halfsmiled and went to his bed. Draco put the other bed on the side of the room, not letting it grow. He sat on his bed.

"She bloody took my wand too." Draco said. Solomon groaned.

"Thats ridiculous." Solomon said. Draco nodded and fell asleep.

In the morning, the smell of food filled his nose and made his stomach growled.

When he finally got to the kitchen, all the girls laughed. They laughed harder when Solomon came in. He had a kitten painted onto his face.

"Merlin." Draco groaned, bolting for the closest mirror. A kitten was also painted on his face, but this one was quite grumpy.

When he got back to the kitchen, the girls were still holding back laughter. Solomon had already cleaned his face off and told the girls off. They were still laughing though. Draco smirked and walked over to where Hermione was making eggs.

"I know your the one that painted the cat." Draco whispered to her. Hugging her from behind.

"How?" Hermione asked, in a tone that was saying that she did it.

"Because, its orange, and it looks like that ridiculous cat you used to have." Draco said.

"Crookshanks." Hermione said saddly. He squeezed her slightly tighter, remembering the kittens waiting for her at the burrow.

"Well why dont we paint your face?" Draco asked. She furrowed her brows and looked at him.

"With no magic?" Hermione asked. Draco smirked.

"Yes, its realy easy, watch." Draco said. He press his lips to hers and the facepaint got all over her.

"Draco!" She yelled. Draco took one of the towels and cleaned his face off the rest of the way.

"I know, i know, i have a extra bed securred in Solomon's room tonight." Draco said. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"It is your bed technically." Hermione said.

"Thats not what you said last night." Draco said, tossing the towel aside.

"I was tired, plus i didnt want to wake up to find out you used magic on Justin." Hermione said. Draoc sighed.

"What happened to the kitties?" Pansy asked when she turned around and realized that Solomon and Draco had cleaned their faces off.

Draco shrugged and grabbed a drink from the Muggle freeze box.