Hermione heard a knock on her door.

'Come on in!' She called ,placing down her copy of the Guide to Muggle Weapons. Harry entered the room ,looking around.

'I haven't been in your room before. It looks nice' Harry stayed ,looking very interested in the many books on her shelf.

'Thanks' Hermione replied ,watching Harry survey her room.

'Anything you-'

'Nice books you've got here. Did Malfoy give them to you?' Harry asked in an offhand voice.

'Yes. I think they are to help with our mission ,seeing as I am doing all the research. Why are you so interested?' Hermione asked suspiciously. Harry ignored her question.

'So none of this is yours?'

'No! And I ask again. Why are you so interested?' Hermione raised her voice. Harry recoiled under her gaze and gave in.

'Ok fine. It's just that Malfoy has treated us to many expensive items. He has given me the most expensive quilt he could find ,I believe, and he has given you books and robes that are the most valuable on the market' Harry pointed out

'Yes I know that ,but I believe that it is simply to thank us for helping him with his plan and he is the richest guy on the planet. I don't think that even his house elves live in misery. And ,as I have said countless times before, he has had a change of heart. Perhaps this is a kind of apology for all the hard times he has given us' Hermione cut in ,annoyed at Harry's lack of understanding.

'But Hermione, we have cost him more than 1000 galleons each'

'How do you-'

'I found receipts of his purchases' Harry confessed guiltily ,showing them to Hermione.

'How dare you! He takes you into his house; gives you an opportunity to defeat the greatest dark wizard of all time and gives you the most luxurious items you could want. And how do you repay his kindness? By snooping around' Hermione had stood up now ,her fists were clenched and she was shouting at the cowering Gryffindor.

'I wasn't snooping around. I just came across it while exploring the house' Harry defended.

'Yeah right ,Harry Potter' Hermione sat down on her bed and crossed her arms. 'So what did you want to say exactly ,when you came in'

'Well you see...' Harry started

'Get to the point'

'I think he likes you' Harry stated ,watching Hermione's expression closely.

'What! Harry, have you gone mental?'

'But Hermione don't you see. He gave you many expensive clothes all handmade and made to fit you; books which he knows you love and adore; the most beautiful and spacious bedroom in the house and he gave you a the finest and most comfortable bed in the wizarding world. All these are luxurious items which would have cost him a lot. Why would he waste it on a mudblood like you' Harry reasoned ,a tiny smile playing on his lips. He had always thought that Hermione had had a tiny crush on the blonde Slytherin due to all the times she had defended him during their youth. Hermione had a very logical mind. Harry ,on the other hand, was very rash and jumped to conclusions ,usually. But this time, Hermione thought that Harry had a point. Draco may not like her ,but he was being unusually nice to her. And that hug that they shared in the kitchen was so real ,so natural ,so peaceful. Hermione mentally slapped herself.

'He has had a change of heart ,Harry!' Hermione shouted ,standing up on her bed and glaring at her friend 'Do I need to spell it out for you?'

Then there was a knock on her door before a tuft of pale blonde hair was seen followed by the rest of Draco Malfoy.

'Am I interrupting something?' He asked seeing Hermione standing on her bed and a cowering Harry edging towards the door.

'No, i was just about to leave' Harry swept out of her room after giving Hermione a knowing glance. Hermione crumpled onto her bed sighing and opening her book again ,pretending to read.

'You do know that your book is upside down' Draco smirked. Hermione turned it around ,ignoring Draco.

'You don't need to act like I'm not here' he stated ,sitting on the edge of the bed.

'What do you want?' Hermione sighed ,placing down her book and looking at Malfoy expectantly.

'Knew I'd get your attention in the end' he smirked 'I wanted to ask whether you had any ideas about that muggle weapon we were going to use?'

'Well yes I do ,in fact' Hermione replied in a crisp ,suddenly cheery, voice 'I think we should use a bomb as it would be easier to activate than a missile which would need to be placed far away and at the right angle. A bomb will simply need to be placed underneath him and set fire to using a spell' Hermione gabbled in one breath. Draco looked confused.

'So we need to use a 'bomb'?" He asked. Hermione nodded enthusiastically. 'So where can we get a bomb from?'

'I have been thinking that ,if we are to get one legally, we should try and get army authorities to give one to us or at least allow us close to one so we can apparate with it to the Manor and defeat Voldemort. However if we want to do it like that, we would have needed to make a sort of tunnel underneath the Manor for our bomb to be planted beforehand, so it is ready for us...' Hermione thought her plans aloud. Draco smiled. He knew that he had made the right decision in allowing Granger to help. She was really helpful when she wanted to be and didn't let anything get in the way of her duties. He watched her go on and on about her plans. How she could eliminate all the possibilities was a mystery.

'So If we can find some maps of the Manor we can get going' Hermione finished ,beaming at Draco. Shaking himself from his stupor, Draco nodded.

'I think I do have a map of the Manor somewhere' Draco smiled slightly as Hermione beamed again at him.

'Fabulous. We can get started on it right after breakfast' Hermione squealed ,jumping out of bed and rushing for the door.

'Wait up. I haven't got anything fixed up for us yet' Draco called ,rushing to follow the bushy hair.

'Oh don't worry. I will make something for us. What about pancakes?' Hermione asked.

'Uhh what are painkakes?' Draco asked frowning.

'You don't know what they are?' Hermione looked at him incredulously. Draco shook his head. 'Oh you are going to love them. I think that even Harry has had pancakes. You have been missing out on a lot' Hermione smiled. But then her smile faltered as she realised her mistake.

'I'm sorry. I didn't mean that' Hermione faltered.

'No it is fine. I have missed out on a lot. Every day I am discovering something new that I missed. Money can't buy you happiness'Draco said quietly ,sighing. Hermione looked at him apologetically. He had seen life at a young age ,when he wasn't prepared for it and now he was recovering. Maybe if she helped him, he would become a new person. A better person. A different Draco Malfoy. Shaking herself from her thoughts, Hermione walked to the kitchen workspace and conjured a stove. Draco sat down in a near by chair and watched as she worked. Her cheeks were flushed with a pink tinge and her hair was becoming bushier and bushier as she made more and more pancakes.

'Done!' Hermione eventually exclaimed ,placing down her working utensils and sighing. 'Let's eat!'

Author's Note: Sorry. The ending is a bit abrupt ,but I really wanted to post something. I have started my summer holidays so should hopefully be able to update more regularly until September.