Draco's hands fumbled between trying to undo her cloak and trying to hold her as close as possible. Hermione had already pushed his off him. Finally, she pushed his hands away and undid it herself, revealing the tank top and skirt she wore underneath. She pulled him close again, still kissing him. If only this moment could last forever, she thought longingly. One of her legs wrapped around his, as if trying to prevent him from getting away, even though she knew he wouldn't try. Draco winced suddenly and sat up.

"What is it?" Hermione asked with concern. She watched Draco roll up his sleeve and stare at his arm, She looked, and saw the faint outline of a skull. "Is that where he..."

"Yeah. But it hasn't hurt since he died. You don't think..."

"Of course not. Besides, even if he is calling you," she said quietly, touching his arm softly, "he's going to have to wait until I'm done with you."

"He might not be happy about that." he smiled. God I love those eyes of his, she thought. They used to seem so cruel to her, but now they were warm and inviting. And that smile...

"He'll have to wait his turn." she smiled back. "You know, I don't think that shirt looks good on you."

"Really? I thought you liked it."

"I do. I just prefer it when it isn't on you." she said, beginning to undo the buttons. She pushed it off him and onto the floor, pulling him back onto her. She had never felt a passion like this for anyone. All she wanted was to be his forever. She fought hard not to giggle as Draco's hand slid up her leg and under her skirt.

Suddenly, the door opened loudly. They were so shocked that they both fell off the couch and onto the floor. Lucky for them, the couch faced away from the door. "Is anyone in here?" A voice called. Snape. Just who Hermione didn't want to see. Draco pulled his cloak on quickly.

"Just me Professor." Draco said, standing up. "I kinda fell asleep in here."

"Well, I suggest you get back to the Common Room. There has been another disappearance. Everyone is to report to their Heads of House." If Snape suspected Draco wasn't alone, he didn't show it.

"Another disappearance?" Hermione whispered worriedly after Snape had left. "Oh please don't let it be Harry."

"It isn't, don't worry." he whispered back. "Let's go in case Snape comes back. Can I have my shirt back?"

"You'll have to take it from me." she replied seductively.

**************

"Ah, there you are Ms. Granger." McGonnagall said as Hermione walked through the portrait hole. She began to speak in a soft, troubled voice. "Now, as I'm sure you've heard, there has been another disappearance. Colin Creevey this time. If anyone knows anything, please, come forward. Who knows what will happen if this keeps up." she added worriedly, more to herself than her students.

"Harry, what happened?" Hermione asked, noticing him on the couch.

"Colin just disappeared. I was talking to him, and glanced up, and he was gone." He replied, rolling the heart-shaped ruby around in his hand. He decided it was best not to tell her she had her cloak on inside out. "Rrrgh! My stupid scar is aching."

"Your scar? Oh, Harry, you don't think..."

"No its impossible." he replied reassuringly.

"Harry, I'm starting to get really scared. Draco's Dark Mark hurt him earlier. All the disappearences have been Gryffindors. And now your scar."

"Mr. Potter, did I hear you correctly? About your scar?" McGonnagall asked, appearing before them.

"Er, yes Professor, but its nothing, really."

"What is that you have?" she asked.

"Oh, it's a ruby. I found it in my vault at Gringotts. I think it belonged to my parents."

Something about the ruby and his comment about his scar bothered McGonnagall. She couldn't put her finger on it. Of course, Ms. Granger's comment about the Dark Mark didn't help ease her nerves.

"Mr. Potter, could you and Ms. Granger come with me to see Professor Dumbledore? And bring that ruby if you would."

Unfortunately, Dumbledore was not in his office. Lupin, however, was.

"Oh good Remus, you're here." McGonnagall said. "I'd like you to take a look at this ruby of Potter's. I'm sure its nothing, but something about it is bothering me."

"Oh, there you are Minerva. I was hoping that's where you were." A voice from the fireplace said. It was Dumbledore. "Could you bring Mr. Potter down here? The Aurors have arrived to help us in our search, and Sirius is among them. I thought Harry might like to see him again."

"Do I ever!" Harry cried, running out of the room before McGonnagall even turned around.

"Hey Harry, how ya been?" Sirius greeted him.

"Fine, except for the disappearances."

"Yeah, I heard about Ron."

"Speaking of which, why don't we go to my office? I believe Remus is already waiting for us."

"Yeah, I left him there with Hermione." He saw Draco passing by and invited him along, knowing he was looking for Hermione anyway. "Ouch!" he cried as pain shot through his scar, but no one noticed.

"Uh, they don't seem to be here anymore, do they?" Sirius said as they walked in.

"Not another disappearance." Minerva said frustrated.

"Oh no. Please, not Hermione." Draco whispered.

"Two, it would seem." Dumbledore replied. "Well, as we no longer have our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher here, could I ask you to go and fetch Professor Snape. Perhaps he can be of some assistance."