Sleeping with Friend Or Foe- Story 2

Disclaimer: Characters, actions, words etc... taken from JKR's Harry Potter © and used in this fanfiction do not belong to me. Even though I'd love to have Draco Malfoy…..Yum LOL!!

Summary: Story one was smut ,smut and more smut with Hermione and her many lovers, but after so many men, she felt her real feelings with Draco, who she has been with for two months since Chapter 8: Finally. Now they must deal with the reality of being a real couple and all the fun and horrible things that come with it. STORY CAN GO IN MANY DIRECTIONS GIVE IT A CHANCE. SMUT WAS INTRO TO STORY TWO.

A/N: Hey guys. SO so sorry for not updating for so long. School is so horrible. Don't worry, I'd never completely give up on my story. I'm done Vampire seductress and now this is kind of my only story to work on now. Anyway hope you guys like this chapter Enjoy it and R&R. XOXO Teddybeargurl

Chapter Recap……

"Miss. Hermione, I have been sent here to deliver this to you." He said as he rushed over to the bed and placed a larger blue vial and a single white lily on the bed with a note. Hermione looked up to speak to Dobby, but he just smiled and then Disapparted away. She sighed and then picked up the vial.

It was full of healing salve and Hermione smiled. Then she picked up the lily and smelled it. It was incredibly sweet smelling and as Hermione put it down, she picked up the note and read it.

May this heal all your wounds.

S

Hermione smiled to herself and then shook her head. She put the lily in a vase on her dresser and the salve in the bathroom. Then she went back to changing her watch into a whistle, unknowingly being thought of, by the sender of that lily.

Chapter 9: Nightmare

The next morning dawned bright and warm, and Draco was determined to speak to Hermione today. Her cold attitude and silences were unacceptable and a part of him missed her. He missed her smile, her laugh, her attention and kisses……Draco shook his head as he got into the shower. He needed to be quick because he knew Hermione left early, in an attempt to avoid him.

He got in and out of the shower quickly and then got dressed. He heard the tiny creak of Hermione's door as she opened it, just as Draco was buttoning up his shirt. He stilled for moment and then bolted out the door, ending up immediately in front of her as she tried to pass his bedroom door.

Hermione pursed her lips as she saw Draco standing there and she realized that he didn't look like his usual collected self. His hair was slightly disheveled and his shirt was partly unbuttoned. Hermione could see the smooth and strong expanse of skin there and she averted her eyes.

"What is it Malfoy?" She asked. He could see her looking away from him. He hadn't meant to make her feel uncomfortable, he just wanted to talk to her about the roses.

"Hermione, I just came out here to talk to you about the roses. I didn't think it was necessary for you to burn them. Plus…..we haven't spoken alone and for more then three seconds in a long time." Draco said. Hermione was not looking at him, but she was keeping him in her peripheral vision. She was also holding onto her wand inside her robes.

"Really Malfoy, it doesn't seem in the least bit important as to when we do and don't talk. I didn't think that you cared." She said.

"I-" Draco stopped himself. Hermione had looked up at him, and he'd lost his words for a moment.

"There is nothing for us to speak about. Now I have to go." Hermione walked around him and made her way out of the dormitory. She sighed in relief when she heard the entrance close behind her and she quickly made her way down the hall to breakfast.

Draco sighed in defeat and made his way back into his room. He knew he needed to speak to her, maybe he could get her to stop being angry at him. He didn't like to know that she didn't like his company. It was inconceivable, considering who he was. But something else was nagging at him and he didn't know what it was.

He finished getting dressed and then realized he hadn't had any kind of sexual contact in a while because he had been so caught up in Hermione. Draco smiled to himself as he went down the hall, he needed some female company tonight, and he would get it.

Hermione went into the Great Hall, catching sight of Professor Dumbledore and smiling at him easily. He smiled and nodded back at Hermione. She quickly made her way to the Gryffindor table but glanced at the Head table quickly and locked eyes, unexpectedly, with Professor Snape.

Hermione quickly smiled at him and then turned to Harry and Ron who were waiting for her at the table. Snape continued to watch Hermione after they'd broken eye contact. Her hair was lightly tousled and her skin was glowing in the morning light that was coming from the ceiling. She looked happy and Snape was glad for that, he didn't want her being tormented by Draco anymore.

Hermione smiled at Ron and Harry. They passed her a plate and looked at her closely. As Hermione began to eat, she noticed the inspection her friends were giving her. She put her fork down and turned to them.

"What? Is something on my face?" She asked. They both shook their heads and then glanced at each other before speaking.

"We were just seeing how you were feeling today. I mean yesterday….." Harry said. Hermione smiled.

"I'm completely fine you two. It was actually good for me to break up with him. Don't ask me why, just know that it was."

Hermione continued to eat and Ron and Harry looked at each other one more time before they turned back to their plates. But as they did, Draco came into the hall with his usual sneer on his face. Three pairs of eyes found him: Harry, Ron and Snape's. But the eyes Draco wanted to see were Hermione's, but she wasn't looking at him even as he stared at her.

Harry and Ron, glanced at Hermione and wondered what exactly happened to cause Hermione to break up with him. Hermione was a very nice person and for her to end things would mean he had to have done something horrible. But Ron and Harry knew that Hermione wouldn't tell them, unless she wanted to.

Snape on the other hand, had his hands clenched on the table in anger. He was staring at Draco with a hard look. He didn't think that it was right that Draco was putting his hands on Hermione the way he was. Snape was glad that Hermione had let him go, but Draco was still a strong male, and if he wanted to get his hands on her, he could.

Draco sat down at his table and looked back over at Hermione. He could only see her flowing hair and back. But across from her he could see Harry and Ron glaring at him. He guessed they weren't happy now that they knew Hermione had broken things off with him. He was also guessing that whenever they were around, he would probably not be able to get near her.

Draco sighed and began to eat his breakfast. Today was not turning out the way he'd planned it. He hadn't gotten anywhere with Hermione and he knew that he wouldn't get another chance until they were back in their dorm.

Draco continued with his breakfast, until he saw Hermione leaving the hall. He quickly finished up and left as well. Lucky for him, Ron and Harry had straggled over breakfast and were now away from Hermione. Snape at the same time, saw this, but did not think it was a good idea for Draco to be talking to Hermione alone, so he quickly got up to intervene.

Hermione made her way out of the Great Hall, and Draco was about to catch up to her when Snape stepped in front him blocking his path.

Draco frowned and watched as Hermione made her way down the hall. Draco pursed his lips and then crossed his arms.

"Is there something you want Sanpe? I'm trying to catch up with Granger." He said. Snape could feel his anger bubbling up as he looked at the arrogant youth. Snape took Draco's arm and pulled him into a corner away from the eyes of the rest of the student body.

"Do not follow Miss. Granger, from the way you have been treating her, I'd think that's best." Snape said in a whisper. Draco's face paled.

"How did you know about that?" He asked. Snape lifted an eyebrow.

"She needed some healing salve and I needed to see her bruises to know how strong it needed to be. How else do you think she got it, if not from Madam Pomfrey?" Snape asked. Draco shook his arm out of Snape's grasp.

"That's really none of your business." Draco said. Snpae took a deep breath to calm himself.

"Well it became my business the moment I saw those bruises on her skin." Snape said. Draco crossed his arms again.

"Well I do not want to discuss this with you now or ever. I have enough to worry about." Draco said as he walked away from Snape and made his way down the hall he'd seen Hermione go down.

Snape sighed and watched Draco go. If Draco was determined to get Hermione back, then there would be no way of stopping him, unless Hermione was completely against it. And that was one thing Snape wasn't sure about.

Draco was grumbling to himself over the fact that Snape had ruined his chance to talk to Hermione. Draco made his way to where he knew Hermione had class, and was glad to see that the students were still milling around outside.

Draco looked over the crowd looking for Hermione's unique hair, but he couldn't catch sight of it. Draco frowned, he knew she wouldn't skip class and she didn't have time to go to the library before class, so Draco started looking around in the crowd.

That's when he spotted her sitting on the floor with her head buried behind a book. She was leaning against the wall, and was furiously scanning through her textbook. Draco smiled at how intently she was reading her book.

He walked over to where she sat and stood over her. Hermione, who had been completely submersed in her book, finally noticed that a large shadow had fallen over her. She looked up, and frowned when she saw it was just Draco. She looked back at her book.

"What do you want Draco?" She asked.

"I just wanted to get to talk to you. I didn't get a chance at the dormitory." He said. Hermione sighed and shook her head. She looked up, and noticed that the students were making their way into the classroom.

"Well fortunately, there is no time now. Goodbye Draco." Hermione said as she stood up and went into her class. Draco watched her go and saw that a girl in Hermione's class with jet black hair was staring at him. She winked as she went into the classroom, but Draco was too distracted to react.

He sighed and went back to the dorm. He really didn't have anything to do, so Draco went back into his bed and pressed his face into his pillow.

Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep. But this dream was not like any other he'd had. This dream was of the week he'd spent at home becoming a death eater…..

Draco sat in front of the Dark Lord as he stroked Nagini. Draco tried his best not to be afraid of it, but it could have wrapped itself around him four times if it so chose.

"Draco you are special and only special cases are allowed to join the Elite ranks of the Death Eaters at such a young age. But you will have to prove yourself. Understand that you will be punished for mistakes, or hesitations to my orders. But if you pass, you will be one of us, and will be given the chance to become a part of the important plans going on at Hogwarts. Now, let's begin." Draco nodded.

The first three days was the first of a series of tests. They were all physical, checking his stamina and his tolerance. All the Death Eaters dueled with him full force, and many times Draco was hurt in the cross fire. He had a bleeding arm and a nasty burn on his leg after they were completely finished with him.

Next, without days to recuperate, he was put into his next task. Taking direct orders from Voldemort and fulfilling them.

The first things Draco was asked to do were simple, they were just like running errands. But soon they began to get harder and finally one of his hardest tests was set in front of him. Draco needed to practice his use of the Avada Kedavra curse and he was taken to a secluded area in a forest. There, a muggle family had been caught. It was mother, father and their young daughter.

"Now Draco, here is your chance to practice. Use the Avada Kedavra on these muggles. This way you won't have a challenge, until we find you some unworthy wizards to dispose of as well." Voldemort said. The family were tied to the trees and were all visibly afraid.

The father was pleading with Draco to untie him, while the mother and daughter were crying. And as Draco looked at the girl, who was about twelve years old, something about her dark curly hair and hazel eyes reminded him of Hermione and Draco couldn't do it.

"Well do it now Draco. I grow impatient." Voldemort said. But Draco couldn't do it. He looked at the family and just couldn't.

"Do it now Draco. Or you will be severely punished."Voldemort hissed. Draco took a deep breath and lifted his wand, but instead of saying the spell, he used a non-verbal spell which untied the father, mother and daughter. They were all stunned, but immediately fled into the woods.

Draco felt the white hot power that flew into his back as Voldemort attacked him for his insolence. Then he heard a swishing of a cloak and in the distance saw three flashes of green light. Draco pressed his face into the earth as he heard the screams, and then the silence. It seemed to press upon his ears painfully.

Draco lay there waiting, when he felt the power of Voldemort lift him up. Voldemort didn't even need to lay a finger on him, as they made their way back to the house. There Voldemort flung him on the ground below his feet.

"You disobeyed Draco, and not only did you disobey, but you tried to set those muggles free. Now I want to know exactly what was going on in your mind when you disobeyed me." Voldemort pointed his wand at Draco pulling him up so he could see into his eyes. Then suddenly Draco was reliving his moment again, but from inside his head this time. The vision of Hermione and the little girl reminding him of her flashed through his eyes.

Voldemort stopped his Legilimency and looked down at Draco.

"So it was because of that mudblood that you disobeyed me. Well we shall rid you of her." Voldemort swung Draco into the wall and magically turned the metal chairs in the room into chains and they bound Draco to the wall.

"Now we will see how much she means to you, if you are in extreme pain. Crucio." And the unbearably head splitting pain ran through Draco as he ground his teeth trying to hold in his yells.

"Say that this mudblood means nothing and that she is worthless. Say you are only loyal to me, Lord Voldemort." Voldemort said. But Draco was in so much pain, and didn't want to say it, that he kept his mouth shut.

But the Dark Lord was unrelenting. He left Draco alone as the curse ran through him, coming back periodically to ask him the question again. Soon all the Death Eaters were instructed to yell the words at Draco as the curse poured pain into his very soul.

By the end of two days, Draco was delirious. He was half out of his mind, when, as always, Lord Voldemort asked him his question. The curse was stopped for a brief moment so that he could answer.

Draco's face was pale and sweaty as he lifted his heavy lids and head to look into those burning red slits.

"She means nothing. She's a filthy mudblood who I do not care for and will never respect. I am only loyal to you my Lord." Draco said. After all that time of it being drilled into his head with the pain, if not having the pain meant he must believe what he said, than he would.

The Dark Lord used Legilimency to see if Draco was telling the truth. He saw that he was and smiled.

"Good Draco, now we will try again with your previous test. I have quite a few mudbloods that need to be taken care of. Now come along." Voldemort unshackled Draco and waved his wand over him, immediately restoring him back to his normal state.

Draco stood, this time he was ready and would not hesitate. In the time that he had been tortured something had changed in him.

Voldemort took Draco to the same forest, but this time there were two wizards and two witches there. They were tied up.

"Now Draco get rid of these mudbloods for me will you?" Voldemort hissed into his ear. Draco smiled.

"As you wish my Lord." And with that, Voldemort let them loose, but Draco was ready. He quickly subdued the first witch and yelled his spell killing her instantly. Then Draco used two curses to slow down the fleeing wizards and then disposed of them as well.

Finally he Apparated in front of the final witch as she huddled beside a tree. Draco stared at her as she tried to plead with him.

"Please don't do this. I'm one of you. I'm a witch." She cried. Draco grew angry at her words.

"You fithly mudblood. You are nothing like me and don't ever compare yourself to me again. You are worthless and worse than dirt. You should be exterminated like a bug." And with that Draco raised his wand and yelled 'Avada Kedavra'. The green light blazed brightly as the witch screamed for an instant before it hit her in the chest and she fell to the ground. Her face frozen in a mask of terror and her mouth frozen in a scream.

Draco took a deep breath and turned to see the Dark Lord observing. Draco bowed and the Voldemort glided forward and beckoned Draco to stand.

"That was very well done Draco. You are ready, now all that is left is you being given the mark." Draco nodded and smiled. Then Voldemort smiled and they both made there way out of the forest. But the part of Draco that was watching this, wanted to yell, wanted to get out, wanted…….

Hermione was glad that at lunch she didn't see Draco. He'd been pestering her all day to talk, but she didn't have any idea what they would need to talk about. She didn't want to spend too much time and energy wondering what went on inside Draco's head.

When Hermione had finished, she noticed that Snape was leaving the Great Hall. Hermione had never gotten to thank him for the beautiful lily he'd sent her and for the salve.

She quickly said goodbye to the others and caught sight of Snape at the end of the long corridor on the left. Hermione sprinted after him.

"Professor Snape, wait!" Hermione called. Snape stopped and turned to see Hermione running up to him. She put her hand on her chest to catch her breath.

"Yes Miss. Granger?" He asked politely. She looked up at him and nodded.

"I just wanted to say thank you for the salve and for the lily. It was beautiful." She said. This caught Snape off guard and as he looked into her eyes, he smiled slightly.

"You're welcome. It was no trouble. I just hope you're healing well." He said. Hermione nodded, pulling up her sleeves to show the very faint bruises on her wrist now.

"Yes I am. Thank you once again, it really was helpful and from the way I treated you in the past, you were quite generous." Hermione said as she rolled down her sleeves and looked down. Snape watched her and saw that she regretted those actions.

"Miss. Granger, it really was nothing. I'm only glad that I was able to help and that I was able to gain your trust back." Hermione looked up quickly.

"I always trusted you." She said. Snape looked into her eyes, feeling himself starting to drown in them. He swayed toward her and lightly touched her arm.

"Good." Snape said. As Hermione looked into his coal black eyes, she couldn't understand why she felt so……light. Snape was looking at her so softly and before Hermione could react, he'd slowly leaned in and touched his lips to hers. He did so softly, almost asking for permission. Hermione moved her lips slightly, pressing them deeper into his and Snape wrapped his arms around her waist and dragged her against him.

Hermione felt his kiss, rough and passionate making her feel warm all over. The last time Snape had kissed her like this had been in his office when she'd said goodbye to him that night before she'd chosen to be with Draco and only Draco. Maybe she had made the wrong decision.

Snape held Hermione's warm soft body to his as he kissed her, kissing her with all the feelings he'd kept in check over the last few months. But she was intoxicating his senses and making him want her again. Hermione pulled away and then stepped back. They couldn't do this here, they were too exposed. They shouldn't be doing this at all, Hermione shook her head trying to clear it.

"Um….well that's…um…. all I wanted to say. I'll see you in class professor." And with that, Hermione turned and left. She took deep breaths as she made her way down the hall and to the Head Girl and Boy dorm. What had she just done? Why had she just kissed Snape? Hermione shook her head again, trying to forget the way his large hands had held her against his hard body.

Hermione dropped her bag in the couch and flopped down into it. She didn't even know what any of it meant. Hermione sat there for a moment, when suddenly she heard mumbling. She sat up, alert and pulled out her wand.

Hermione crept out of the couch and made her way toward the noise, it was coming from Draco's room, which stood ajar. Hermione looked in and saw that it was Draco mumbling in his sleep. He was moving around and his brow was covered in sweat. Hermione remembered her mom telling her that whenever anyone was having a distressing dream, she should wake them up.

Hermione ran forward and began to shake Draco.

"Draco! Wake up!" She said. Finally his moving stopped and he opened his eyes. Draco looked up and looked into Hermione's beautiful face. Hermione let him go as soon as she realized he was conscious, but something in his eyes stopped her from leaving the room. He looked…..scared and confused and…..ashamed?

"Hermione….." Draco whispered. Hermione stared at him for a moment before she spoke.

"Are you alright?" She asked. Draco stared at her, as if seeing her for the first time.

"Yes." He said shakily. Hermione didn't understand what kind of dream could have done this to him. She sighed and then left, not taking one look back at Draco. He sat up and sighed. He wiped his forehead and felt the sweat there. He put his face into his hands and took deep rattling breaths. He didn't like to think about his time at home, it wasn't good.

Draco got up and went into the bathroom, where he washed his face with cold water. Then he looked at his pale face in the mirror. He could feel his hands shaking as flashes of his dream came back to him. He gripped onto the sink and looked down.

Hermione who had walked past the open door, could see the weakness and fear in Draco as he hunched over the sink. A part of her wanted to walk away, but the goodness in her knew that he probably wasn't faking whatever was wrong with him, and maybe he needed some help.

With a sigh, Hermione went into the bathroom and stood behind Draco. She waited as he looked back into the mirror and noticed her.

"Are you alright?" She asked. Draco stared at her sweet face and nodded.

"Yea, just a…..nightmare. I think I just need to get back into bed." He said. Hermione watched as he walked past her and fell into his bed. Hermione stared at him from where she stood and then left. Draco noticed her leave and sighed. He wished she'd stayed. He lay there for a while, not doing anything and then felt his stomach rumble. He'd missed lunch and now he was feeling it.

Suddenly Hermione returned with a tray of food and sat down beside Draco. Draco could smell the food and it roused him.

"Sit up. You need to eat, I know you missed lunch today." She said. He sat up and she placed the tray across his lap. Draco looked into it and saw a big bowl of steaming soup, a large croissant as well as two beef pot pies and a large goblet of pumpkin juice.

"Eat, it'll help." She said. Draco looked at her and smiled. Hermione couldn't help softening up a little inside as she looked at Draco smile at her. Hermione quickly stood up and then began to leave.

"Thanks Hermione." Draco said. Hermione stopped in the doorway and looked back quickly, then left. He quickly ravaged his food and put the tray aside. He lay back and looked at the ceiling. It was hard to think about what he had done to those wizards. He sighed and then got out of bed, he couldn't think of falling asleep again.

When he went into the common room, Hermione was sitting there doing some of her homework. Draco went over and sat in an armchair beside her. Hermione glanced at him and then started to pack up her things.

"Please don't. I just want to sit by the fire that's all." Draco said. He looked at Hermione and Hermione stared at him for a moment before she got back to her homework. They sat in silence for a while, the only sounds being Hermione's quil and the crackling of her pen. Finally Hermione who couldn't help her curiosity, spoke up.

"So do you want to talk about your dream? Because from the way you were thrashing around in your sleep, it must have been pretty bad." She said. Draco looked at her.

"No, not about my dream." He said. Hermione shook her head at him.

"Draco, whatever you were dreaming you need to talk to someone about. It seemed more like a nightmare." She said. Draco stared at her.

"It was……but I can't talk to anyone about it. It's my demon." Draco said. Hermione could feel her anger bubbling up as she thought about that. Hermione slammed her book down on the table.

"No, it was our demon. A demon that I had to live with in the worst way. At least you only had to be afraid in your dreams, I had to be afraid all the time. So fine, don't talk, maybe I don't really want to know." Hermione said. She stood up and began to walk to her room. Draco stood up and caught her arm. Hermione turned around but shook his hand off.

"Listen Hermione, I don't want us to be like this. The roses now this….I know you may not believe me, but I'm sorry. I really am. And I miss you, we can't even just talk like two normal people." Draco said. Hermione crossed her arms as she looked up at him.

"Well I don't know if an apology is going to fix everything. The last few weeks have been a nightmare. Honestly, I don't feel safe around you, and I don't think I ever will." Hermione said. She turned around and before she turned the corner.

"I still care about you. Don't you still care about me?" Hermione stopped at these words and turned.

"No. Now goodnight Draco." She said. And with that she spun around and went into her room. Draco sighed, nothing today was going right.