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!

A/N: Hello Fanfic world. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in such a long time. I didn't mean for that to happen. It just seemed like life was taking up all my time. I'm not going to put a time limit on how long each chapter will be because I may be taking summer courses and working fulltime so I'll try my best to get out chapters as soon as I can. Hope you all keep reading and enjoy this chapter. Thanks XOXO TBG

Story 2 Recap…..

Draco and Hermione were in love and completely happy in their relationship. Even though some parts of Hermione's past wasn't known to Draco, they were still happy. That was until Lucius Malfoy came and exposed that part of Hermione's past and took Draco home with him. There Draco was changed and turned into an unfeeling monster and a Death Eater. He'd been set with a mission and when he came back to Hogwarts he meant to fulfill it.

One thing that it did to Draco was make him physically abusive to Hermione, who eventually ended with Draco and began to protect herself. Snape found out about the abuse because Hermione went to him for a potion that would quickly heal her bruises and Snape's old feelings for Hermione began to resurface within himself.

Draco even while with Hermione, saw other girls at Hogwarts letting them pleasure him and when Hermione ended it he began to question his actions. The love he'd had for Hermione was beginning to turn him back to his old self and taking away the training he'd gotten from the Dark Lord. Draco now began trying to get Hermione back by making sure he kept his feelings from the Drak Lord so he asked Snape to teach him Occlumency. At the same time Hermione found out about the girls Draco had cheated on her with and she was feeling sick and she didn't know why. Draco comes to his first Occlumency lesson and Hermione catches him. Snape tells Hermione that Draco is taking remedial potion, and Hermione is not sure that she believes that. Now the story continues….

Chapter 13: Mistakes

Draco glared at Snape, as he smirked. He did not think it was necessary to say it so blatantly in front of Hermione, and Draco had not appreciated that.

"Was that necessary?" Draco asked with gritted teeth.

"Of course it was, or Miss Granger would be suspicious as to why we were meeting and she's a smart girl, she'd somehow figure it out." Draco sighed, realizing that Snape was right to a certain extent. He didn't want her to find out what he was doing until he was ready. But even when he was ready, it might not be wise to tell anyone.

Draco didn't say anything else as he put down his things and went to face Snape. Snape waved his wand and the desks pushed aside, toward the walls, so that there was a large space in the middle of the room for them. Draco took his wand out and went to the center of the room.

After he had done this, Snape took out a small vial and uncorked it. He placed the tip of his wand to his temple and a non liquid, non solid silvery substance pulled like a string from his temple and pulled onto the tip of his wand. Snape held the vial close and the substance broke and fell into it. Snape corked it and put it on his desk.

Draco stared at it curiously as Snape pulled out his own wand. He faced Draco and Draco looked up at Snape.

"Now before we start, I need to show you how to protect yourself. You'll need to clear your mind completely. First off, shut your eyes, and try to empty your mind of everything."

Draco shut his eyes, and tried to rid his mind of all thoughts. It was difficult considering that he was continuously thinking about Hermione and what she was doing at the moment, and the look she'd given him as she'd left.

"Alright. Now you must learn the spell that is needed to invade someone else's mind. Now put the wand down and repeat after me Legimens." Draco did as he was told and repeated Snape.

"Legilimens," Draco repeated. Snape nodded.

"Now I need you to practice it with some feeling a few more times before you pick up your wand." Draco continued practicing a little bit more before he picked up his wand again. He turned toward Snape with his wand out front. He felt ready to actually try the spell.

"I'm ready." Snape nodded and turned toward Draco with his wand pointed at him.

"I will now attempt to penetrate your mind. You may do whatever it is you wish to stop me from doing so, "Snape said. Draco nodded in understanding and braced himself. With a quick flick of his wand Snape yelled, "Legimens!"

Draco had no time to defend himself as Snape penetrated his mind. It felt strange and all Draco could see were his memories going by like a movie through his head.

He saw his childhood flash past in horrible bursts. In one his mother was tucking him into bed as a horrible screaming was heard coming from downstairs. Another flashed by where he went to show his father his new robes and there was large group of people in the den wearing dark cloaks and hats.

Draco shook his head trying to remove this memory as another one engulfed him. A large man stood holding another man at the top of the stairs and then with a flick of his wand had him flung down them making a horrible thudding noise as he progressed.

Draco felt himself shudder and somewhere nearby he heard Snape whisper "enough". The images vanished and Draco realized he was laying flat on his back shivering, on the dungeon floor. He felt Snape's hand on his shoulder.

"Come now, that was much too easy. You basically invited me into your mind," Snape said as he helped Draco into a sitting position.

"I didn't invite you in, I just didn't know how to keep you out," Draco stuttered out. He didn't feel well as he sat there, he thought this was going to be much easier. Things were spinning slightly and he felt nauseous, but he was determined to learn. He started to stand up but Snape's firm hand held him seated.

"No excuses but wait a moment. The invasion of someone's mind the first time can be very disorienting. Just relax a moment."

"No, I want to try again." And with that Draco got up and faced Snape, who stared at him a moment before he spoke.

"So be it." He raised his wand and Draco readied himself. He wiped his brow and found a cold sweat there.

"On the count of three. One...two...three..."

Hermione was sitting in her room, her books strewn across her bed. Yet she was not reading them as she should have been. Hermione's train of thought was on Draco Malfoy and what he was up to, that was why she had stopped her intense reading. Her mind could not force him out of her thoughts.

Hermione just couldn't believe that Draco was in remedial potions, considering he was tied with her for the highest mark in class. It just didn't make any sense to her at this moment why he would be doing such a thing. Maybe Draco was learning a new spell for the Dark Lord. Hermione shuddered at the thought. She knew that Severus was part of the Death Eaters but somewhere deep inside her, she knew that he was on their side. Someone who was supposed to be evil would not have treated her so tenderly, she thought as she rubbed her wrist.

Hermione shook off the thought and started on her homework, but it was still nagging her as she did her homework. She knew the thought would not leave her until she had what she wanted, which meant she needed to find out what was going on.

Hermione got up out of her bed and listened. She couldn't hear any sign of Draco so she assumed he wasn't back yet. Hermione opened her door and walked out. Draco's door was ajar and the room was empty. Hermione quickly ducked in and looked around.

She wrapped her arms around herself as she felt all the memories entwined in his bedroom. Hermione couldn't even look at his bed, lest she remember the nights, mornings and days they spent making love there.

Hermione went to her task quickly, looking around for anything out of the ordinary.

As she rummaged through some of his books, a piece of parchment fell out of his Transfiguration book.

Hermione picked it up and glanced at it, and looked at it closer when she noticed Narcissa Malfoy's signature at the bottom of the page.

Hermione's eyes zoomed to the top of the page to see when it was dated. It was dated two days ago. Hermione looked down and begun to read.

"My dearest Draco, I hope things are well at school. But I did not write to ask whether school was well or not, I wrote to explain to you what has been happening at home and soon what you will be a part of."

At this point, the letter's writing looked like gibberish, but Hermione understood it since once before Draco had told her the way to decipher the secret writing that they used to send messages within his family. She quickly began to decipher and continued to read.

"Son, the army is being built to take and destroy Dumbledore. Your father has been preparing with the other Death Eaters at home. There have been some serious injuries especially to your father, but he is strong and will survive. I just hope that you have not forgotten what you were trained here to do. Your job alone is one of the most important and if you fail...I don't want to think of the dire consequences that would come of it. Though you should not think of that, only of completing your mission and making us proud. You should also-" but Hermione was interrupted as she heard the portrait hole open. Hermione froze for one moment before she quickly put the parchment back into the book and slid out of his room before he turned the corner.

Hermione sauntered down the hallway and met Draco coming around the corner. Hermione meant to only glance at him, but catching sight of his pale sweat soaked face slowed her pace. When he looked at her with his hollow silver eyes, she stopped completely.

He seemed to just swoop by her, but Hermione caught his arm as he did.

"Draco what happened to you? Are you alright?" Hermione asked. For a moment, his eyes seemed to blaze with a fire she only saw there when he was kissing her. Then it died again and he nodded.

"Fine, just tired. Long remedial class," he said. Hermione stared and noticed the veins showing faintly under his very pale skin. There was sheen of sweat on him as well as Hermione's eyes scanned him. She let go and crossed her arms.

"What exactly were you doing? Practicing the potions on yourself?" Draco laughed scathingly, an edge behind his laugh.

"Worrying about me now?" He quirked an eyebrow and Hermione immediately bristled.

"Just curious." And with that she went down the hall and into the common room and contemplated going to the kitchens. But she now had a nagging feeling after reading that letter. Something important was going on with Draco, and whatever it was, it was changing him.

Hermione sighed and flopped into an armchair and squeezed the bridge of her nose. There were too many things going on. All this stress was making her sick. Hermione could feel a knot in her stomach that was making her queasy. Hermione took a deep breath and decided she would go get something from the kitchens to stop her upset stomach.

Hermione stood up and left the common room of the dorm. She went out into the corridor and went down to the kitchens. As soon as she entered the kitchens, the House Elves swarmed her. But Hermione's eyes went straight to Dobby who smiled at her and came toward her. He shooed all the other elves away and bowed.

"Miss Hermione, it is an honor for you to be here. What is it that Dobby can do for Harry Potter's best friend?"

"Well Dobby, I'm feeling hungry but I don't want anything to heavy. And at the same time I feel a little sick and I was wondering whether you could give me something for it?" Hermione asked. Dobby's little ears bobbed as he nodded his head vigorously.

"Oh yes, we can give you something to make you feel much better Miss. Hermione." And with that Dobby snapped his fingers and twenty little house elves got to work getting soups, crackers, croissants, cheeses fruits, tea, pumpkin juice, different ales and sandwiches.

Hermione felt overwhelmed as three large trays of food and drinks was brought in front of her. Two were completely laden with the cheeses, fruits, crackers and croissants. The second had two cauldrons full of soup, the assortment of sandwiches on it and half of an apple pie, which a small female elf put onto the tray last minute. Hermione smiled down at her as she bowed and scurried away. The last tray had jugs of the ales, pumpkin juice and two teapots of tea.

Hermione smiled at Dobby as she looked at everything. One she knew she wouldn't be able to eat all of this, and two that she wouldn't be able to carry even one tray back to the dorm. She sighed and looked at Dobby.

"Dobby I won't be able to eat all of this or even carry it back," Hermione said. Dobby smiled.

"We will carry it for you and you can share with anyone you wish. And if you don't finish it, we will come take the rest. Lead the way Miss," Dobby answered. Hermione pressed her lips together. She didn't know how to say no, so she sighed and left the kitchens with Dobby and six other elves, and made it to her dorms.

Hermione looked back and sighed again as she watched each tray being carried by two elves and Dobby walking in front like a band leader. When they reached the dorm Hermione let them in, where they placed the trays on the main table in front of the fire.

As soon as the elves did, they bowed and hurried out of the room. Dobby turned and beamed at Hermione.

"Thank you Dobby, you have a good night. And I will call you when I need this removed." Dobby nodded and then left, the portrait hole closed. Hermione turned to all the different items, and thought to invite Draco to have some. He needed the energy, she thought as she pictured his face again.

Hermione went to Draco's door and knocked. He answered the door and a large expanse of chest met Hermione's eyes. She looked away quickly and up into his eyes.

"Yes?" He asked.

"I went down to the kitchens and they gave me tons of food. You must be hungry after all your studying tonight, so come get some for yourself," Hermione said. She quickly turned and went back to the common room and sat down at an armchair.

Hermione heard Draco's footsteps as he came and looked at the spread. He didn't understand why Hermione had gotten all this, but he welcomed it since his stomach had been grumbling ever since he came back to the dorm.

He reached over and began to fix himself a plate as Hermione did the same. He glanced at what she was taking, which was some of the hot soup, which Draco noticed to be tomato, with some crackers, and one small sandwich. She also poured herself some tea and didn't add anything to it.

That was strange considering that she had gotten all of the food. Draco made sure that he took a good amount of food, before he sat down in the armchair across from Hermione. He wanted to be able to look at her as he sat with her.

They ate in silence, Draco sneaking glances at Hermione as she sipped her soup and munched on her crackers. It seemed almost, to Draco, as though Hermione was trying to force the food down. Every time she ate something, she would do a couple of swallows and then continue to eat. He wondered if she was getting sick. He didn't dare ask her because he didn't know much he would get out of her anyway.

As Hermione continued to eat, she could feel that her stomach wasn't feeling any better. She put down her soup and her food and began to take deep breaths. She didn't understand why she was feeling so sick all of a sudden. Her mind remembered when she was sick the last time because of what she had found out about Draco. But she'd been progressively sicker over the past week and hadn't understood why. This was getting bad now, she thought as her stomach curdled.

Draco was watching Hermione and could see her looking like she was about to get sick. He frowned and put down his food down too and watched as Hermione burped and then clapped her hand over her mouth and ran out of the room.

Draco immediately followed as she flew into the bathroom and crouched over the toilet. She began to heave and Draco bent over her and held her hair back, lightly patting her back.

Hermione threw up for a minute, her body convulsing and then it just as suddenly stopped. Hermione took a deep breath and then leaned back. She closed the lid and flushed and lay against the side of the tub as Draco stood up and got some mouth wash and a towel for her. She took it without a word and rinsed out her mouth and wiped her face.

When that was all over, she sat there not saying a word. Draco sat down beside her and looked at her. He knew he couldn't just hang around without saying anything. She looked quite pale and he didn't like it.

"Hermione, tell me the truth, was that because of the food or are you sick?" He asked. She wrapped her arms around herself and took a deep breath.

"I don't know…maybe alittle of both," she said, her voice hoarse. He put his hand on her shoulder and waist and helped her up.

"You need to go to the hospital wing." At this Hermione pulled back and shook her head. She pulled back her bangs and then realized that this was Draco she was looking up at. Why was he being so nice? Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

"Why are you being so nice?" She asked. He smiled at her.

"Mione…" Hermione frowned when he called her by her pet name. She was about to push him aside, but she felt alittle light headed and Draco caught her and steadied her.

"Just help me to my room ok?" Draco nodded and slipped an arm around Hermione's waist and helped her to her room. He waved his wand to organize her homework which was all over her bed. He helped her into it, and looked at her for a moment as she got under the covers.

She didn't do anything else as she closed her eyes and whispered, "thanks," before she fell asleep. Draco reached over and stroked Hermione's cheek for a moment before he left and shut her door. He leaned against it for a moment, and he thought of how they were before. He took a deep breath before he walked away from her door and then went to pack up all the food.

As Draco absently packed up the food with flickers of his wand and then called for a house elf. One quickly materialized and took the leftovers and left once again. Draco stood in the silence for a moment, watching the flames flicker in the hearth. He didn't know what was going on anymore, he felt so disoriented and just for that moment, let the craziness and confusion in his mind take him over. He felt the anger and hate that he'd been taught and also something else that he couldn't quite understand. He reigned back in his emotions and thoughts, and then went to his room.

The next morning when Hermione got up for breakfast she didn't at first realize she was in bed. When she did, the memories of the night before came back to her. Hermione quickly looked at herself, and saw that she was still fully dressed and that her room looked undisturbed except for her books on her desk.

Hermione rushed up to her door and checked it. It was unlocked and if Draco had wanted he could have come into her room, but she couldn't remember if he'd come in. She didn't feel like he had, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Hermione relaxed and grabbed her wand. She quickly locked her door magically and went to take her shower. She didn't feel sick this morning, she felt fine actually, just a little bit groggy. Hermione got herself ready for the day and left her room with her bag.

When she reached the common room, she stopped around the corner when she heard a hushed yet angry argument going on by the portrait hole. Hermione peeked around the corner and noticed Pansy Parkinson standing with her hands on Draco's chest. Hermione gritted her teeth, pulled back and listened.

"Pansy did you come here to annoy me or did you come with an actual reason?"

"Draco I don't know why you've been avoiding me. I thought the last time we met up was divine. I would love to relive that," she said her voice becoming husky. Hermione took a deep breath and peeked around the corner again.

Pansy had her arms wrapped around Draco's neck, but Draco didn't seem too happy. He was trying to pry her off of him, but she clung onto him.

"Well those feelings are one sided then because I know for a fact that you have a rather large mouth and I can not be involved with someone who can't keep a secret," Draco answered as he pulled one of Pansy's arms off. She pouted and then quick as a flash had her hand down Draco's pants and had a hold of his member.

Draco gasped in surprise and as Pansy stroked him, he felt his muscles begin to turn into jelly. His head fell backwards and he let out a breath. Hermione pulled back, she couldn't watch this, why was she even listening. Pansy only got to stroke Draco for one more moment, before Draco wrenched himself away from her.

"What the hell? I didn't let you come up here for that. Now what do you want?" Draco asked as he stared at her.

"Why are you being such a bugger about this? Is it because of that Gryffindor mudblood? Because you don't need to go so below you to get some pussy." Before Pansy had a chance to react Draco had her by the throat against the wall. His face was livid and he was holding Pansy tightly.

When Hermione heard the thud of Pansy hitting the wall, she peeked around the corner again. Her eyes widened in shock.

"Don't ever talk about Hermione like that. If I ever hear her name coming out of your mouth, I'll cut out your tongue. Understand?" Pansy couldn't answer because she couldn't breathe. She was pulling at Draco's hands and pounding on him with her fists. Her face was red and Hermione couldn't let Draco terrorize anyone else even if it was Pansy.

Hermione came around the corner and pointed her wand at Draco. He flew away from Pansy falling into the farthest chair by the fireplace. Hermione ran up to Pansy.

"Are you alright? Hermione asked the wheezing girl. Pansy nodded but quickly took out the letter she was sent to deliver, threw it onto the floor and stormed out of the room.

Draco was getting his barrings when he stood up and realized that Hermione had been the one to attack him.

"What's wrong with you? If you don't stop this I'm going to report you Draco. I swear to Merlin."

Hermione stormed out of the room, but not before Draco caught the look of disgust she threw at him.

He sighed, he hadn't wanted Hermione to see him as a wild beast. He still loved her and he'd been making leeway with her and then Pansy had come and provoked him. But Draco knew it wasn't only Pansy's fault, it was also his own.

Draco didn't even feel like going to class now. He felt so dejected and low because of what had just happened. He felt ashamed that he didn't know how to control himself against anyone anymore. Hopefully the Occlumency lessons would be able to help him control his emotions as well.

Draco made his way back to his room and grabbed the letter Pansy and tossed on the floor before she had left. Draco looked at it and noticed his father's scrawl across it and he felt himself shudder. He threw the scroll across the room and flopped onto his bed. He stared up at the ceiling, his thought stewing.

When had everything changed so drastically for him? Draco could pinpoint the moment and it was the day his father had come to take him home. Draco lifted his arm above him and pulled his sleeve aside revealing the dark mark imprinted there in black. He clenched his fist and threw his arm down. He hadn't wanted this so why had he received it?

Draco spent most of an hour just sitting in his room staring at the ceiling. He had made so many mistakes with everyone around him, especially Hermione and after last night he could tell something was wrong with her, and if she wouldn't help herself he'd find a way to help with her.

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