**Coming Together**

Disclaimer: I own none of these characters Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Remus, Dumbledore and any other characters or places from the HP books belong to the fabulous J.K Rowling. I wish they were mine but I'm not smart enough to come up with such fabulous characters as Ms. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for a little so don't sue me!

A/N: Hey peoples! DarkAngel009988 here, thanks for all of the great reviews on chapter one I totally apreciate it! So here's chapter 2 and when you are done reading it PLEASE REVIEW!! Thanks! On to the story....

The door opened with a noisy creak. Before them stood Lupin, though he wasn't old at all, he still quite aged. There were wrinkles forming under his eyes and near his mouth, and the sun that shown down on them illuminated his gray hairs.

"Ah, Dumbleodore owled me saying that I should be ex--Harry what happened?!" Lupin said looking at Hermione.

"She got attacked by a wolf in the forest, Professor. She needs help now." Harry said urgently

"Yes, come in, hurry now." Lupin said as they entered his small cottage. "Follow me." he said leading them down a narrow hallway. Lupin opened the door of a small room with a single bed in it. "Lay down, Hermione. I'll be right back, let me get my book of medical spells." he said and hastened out of the room and down the hall.

Harry helped Hermione into the bed, as Ron and Draco watched quietly. The silence that followed while they waited for Lupin was long, and still. When Lupin finally returned he was carrying a book entitled 'Magical Remedies: 1001 Spells That Heal' by: Hasana Incorvia. Lupin was holding his place in the book with his finger as he sat down on the edge of the bed carefully. He opened the book and scrolled down the page. He then pointed his wand at the wound on Hermione's stomach and mumbled a spell.

The sight Harry saw amazed him. He watched as wound closed, sucking the blood around it back into the skin as it healed. Lupin repeated this method over and over until all of her wounds had been healed.

"Sleep now Hermione, you need your rest." Hermione nodded slowly, and watched the leave the room.

The three boys sat down at a petite, round, wooden table as Lupin made tea. Ron glared at Draco.

"This is all your fault, Malfoy." He said frostily.(A/N: Does that word work for you guys? I don't know I like that word 'frostily'. Oh oops...did I interrupt the story for that? Sorry. ::shakes her head and gets back to typing::)

"What do you mean, Weasley?" Draco said bitterly, his steel cold gray eyes staring menacingly back into Ron's angry blue ones.

"If you hadn't gone wondering off into the woods, Hermione would never have been attacked.

"Well, Granger shouldn't have been so stupid as to wander off into a forest she didn't know." Draco said.

"Well guess what Malfoy? You didn't know those woods either." Harry said resentfully.

"Shut up Potter, you dim-witted, muggle-loving, a---"Malfoy was cut off suddenly

"Boys!" Lupin said starling them. "It was no one's fault, about what happened to Hermione. Draco didn't know she would come looking for him, and he didn't know that there were wolves in the forest." Ron was glaring daggers at Malfoy, who just smirked sarcastically.

"So Professor--" Harry began.

"Call me Remus please, Harry. I am no longer a Professor." Lupin said.

"Ok." Harry said. "Remus then, did you take your potion so that you can stay safe when you change?"

"Yes I did." he said. "I will be happy to let you take one of my hairs when I change tonight." Remus said contently. "So where are you kids off to when you leave tommorow morning?"

"Um...I'm pretty sure Hermione said some where near Strasbourg, France, for the horn of a bicorn.

"Ah, that might be a challenge. It is illegal to kill a bicorn so you will have to see if it will willingly give you one of its horns. Or capture it and stun it for a while." Remus said.

"Yeah...might not be as hard as it seems though." Ron said, finally turning his threatening glare away from Draco.

"I wouldn't count on it Ron." Lupin said slowly. "Bicorns are innocent but very stubborn creatures."

"Oh well." Harry said. "We'll just have to try our best."

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"So, is soup ok for you guys for dinner?" Lupin asked after two hours of mindless chatter.

"Yeah." they said concurrently. (A/N: hehehe big words. I love the thesaurus. lol. Sorry you guys I keep interrupting the story, my bad.) Lupin walked over to the stove, taking out a pot, and some vegetables to put in the soup. At this time Hermione came wandering out. Her brown eyes wide, and the color flushed back into her face.

"Hey, Herm how ya feelin'" Ron asked her.

"Better. A little tired but I don't feel literally ripped up any more." She said seating herself next to Harry. There was an awkward silence. Hermione looked from Ron, to Harry, to Draco, watching Ron and Harry glare at Draco resentfully, whose gaze was just as hostile. Draco abruptly stood up, pushing his chair back with a loud screech, almost knocking it over, and stormed out the door slamming it behind him.

"Good, I thought he'd never leave." said Ron coldly.

"Yeah." Harry said as Lupin sat the bowls of steaming hot soup in front of them.

"Where's Draco?" Lupin asked, sitting down and taking a spoonful of soup.

"He left." said Ron simply.

"Well, obviously." said Lupin. No one said much else until dinner was over.

"I'm gonna go take a shower. Where's your bathroom, Prof--Remus?" said Harry, still clearly still getting used to calling Lupin by his first name.

"Down the hall and to your left." Remus replied.

"I'm getting a shower first!" said Ron quickly jumping out of his seat and beginning to run down the hall. Harry jumped up too and ran after him calling "Hey! I called it first." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"So where did Draco go, Hermione?" Lupin asked.

"Oh...he stormed off outside somewhere." Hermione said looking out the window, where she could see Malfoy sitting on a tree stump. The sun behind the trees was almost completely set and was sending a sort of blue-ish, orange glow across the land. Hermione looked back to Lupin who had gotten up and retrieved another bowl of soup, which was still hot. She supposed he enchanted it to stay warm.

"Here why don't you take this out to him. He does need to eat sometime." Said Remus. Hermione groaned. "Listen Hermione, maybe all Draco needs is a real friend."

"All Malfoy needs is a good slap once in a while." she said. "Anyway, why should I become friends with a person who has tormented Harry, Ron, and myself for seven years?" Lupin gave her a stern look.

"Just take it to him." he said handing her the bowl, giving her that look that her parents gave her a lot. You know, that 'You-better-do-what-I-say-or-I'll-ground-you-look', except for the fact he couldn't ground her.

"Fine.." Hermione sighed, taking the bowl. She opened the door and walked toward Malfoy. The light outside had almost completely faded now. "Here." she said, handing Malfoy the bowl of soup. Malfoy had been hunched over, looking down at the ground. He looked up at her with only his gray eyes, not moving his head. His eyes were just as menacing as usual. "Well?" she said impatiently. "Are you going to take it?" she raised her eyebrows. Malfoy just gazed back down at the ground. "Fine." she said losing her temper a bit. "Fine." Hermione repeated. "Starve for all I care. The one time I try to be polite to you, you just stare at the ground. So just starve, ok? But don't bother me." Hermione turned on her heel and started back to the cabin.

"Wait, Granger...just wait." she heard Malfoy say behind her a bit reluctantly. Hermione turned around. "I am hungry." he said stiffly. She walked back and handed him the soup, then began to walk back to the cabin again. "Sorry." she heard him say in almost a mumble. Hermione's mood lightened a bit. Did she just hear Malfoy say he was sorry? She must have been imagining it. Hermione turned around again, to his gray gaze. Maybe she hadn't imagined it.

"Umm...listen I heard Ron and Harry giving you a hard time before dinner...and if it helps, I don't blame you for what happened." for a moment she thought he was about to smile, but he merely nodded and turned back to his soup. Hermione was about to turn around but instead she spoke one more time. "Uh, thanks...for saving my life I mean." she said and quickly walked into the house, leaving Draco to stare after her in disbelief.

Hermione, sauntered inside. Remus and Ron were talking at the same small table they had eaten at. Ron's flaming red hair was more murky red, from his recent shower which left his hair still wet.

"Did Harry get out of the shower, Ron?" she asked, wanting to take one herself.

"Yeah, I think he just got out, as a matter of fact." he said. Hermione nodded and went into the small bedroom where she had been sleeping earlier. She pulled her back pack off the floor and onto the bed, and pulled out her pajamas which she had shruken with a spell. Hermione performed the counter curse and draped the pajamas across her arm. She walked out of the hall, and bumped into someone.

"Oh gee, sorry Harry." she said, looking up at him.

"It's ok, Herm." he said.

"So are you done in the bathroom?" she inquired.

"Yup, it's all yours." Harry said.

"Okay, good." and she walked off down the hall to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her quietly and lay her pajamas down on the top of the toilet (which was closed, duh.) and turned on the water in the shower. Hermione turned her head looking for a towel. Sure enough there were two clean, white, fluffy towels on the towel rack. Hermione got undressed and stepped in the shower, succumbing (A/N: is that the right word? Oh well, if it's not I tried anyway.) to the warmth of the water. After thoroughly washing her hair, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around herself and used the other one to dry her hair. Once she thought she was dry enough she slipped into her pajamas, which were a light blue satin material. The bottoms were pants, which fell just past her feet because they were a bit to big for her and the top was a spaghetti strap shirt made of the same material. After combing her hair, Hermione walked out the bathroom and into the small living room. She sat down on a squashy green arm chair, just starring out the window at the full moon.Full moon?! she jumped up out of her chair and hastened into the kitchen. Remus...or what used to be Remus was standing in the middle of the kitchen, Harry had a pair of tweezers and quickly pulled a few hairs from the back of the werewolf and put them in a small plastic bag. Ron was standing beside Harry, watching him carefully, and Draco was standing silently in the corner. She wondered to herself why he was acting so weird lately. Harry looked up at her and smiled.

"I guess task one is done." he said. "Maybe you should keep these, Herm...I'd probably lose it." he said handing her the plastic bag.

"Sure." she said taking the bag. "Maybe we should all get to bed...we can't sleep in to late tommorow if we have to fly to Strasbourg, France." Hermione said.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Harry said, looking around at Ron and Draco.

"See you in the morning then." Hermione said and walked down the hall into the room she was staying in. The three boys were staying in a room across from her. She slipped under the warm blankets and closed her eyes, flying a broom for a few hours, plus getting attacked by a wolf can be quite tiring. Hermione closed her eyes and was soon pulled into the black oblivion of sleep.(A/N: I luv using that phrase and I really have to stop interrupting the story. ::looks at all the readers getting pissed at her:: ok, ok.) She felt as though she had only just fallen asleep when she heard a noise outside her room and jerked awake. It was still dark outside and the moon was casting slivers of light across her room. Hermione slowly got out of her bed and walked toward the door of her room. She opened the door, slowly and glanced up and down the hall way, deciding she better go check it out. The wood of the floor felt a bit cool beneath her bare feet as she walked down the hall. A tall, shadowy figured had suddenly appeared in front of her. Hermione gasped, and squealed a bit.

"Shut up, Granger, It's only me." She exhaled, then punched Malfoy in the shoulder. "Ow...god, Granger for a mudblood and a girl you hit hard...By the way what the hell was that for?"

"For scaring me to death you stupid prat." she said in a harsh whisper. "What are you doing out here, so late?"

"I heard a noise in the hall that's all." he said.

"Y-you mean that sound wasn't you?"

"No...I thought it was you."

"Well then what in the world was it, Malfoy?"

"I dunno." Hermione gave him a irritated look and walked out into the kitchen, followed closely by Malfoy. The turned the corner and saw the front door was wide open.

"Maybe it was Lupin..?" Hermione said in a questioning manner.

"I just checked...Lupin's still in his room." Malfoy said walking to the door and shutting it as quietly as possible.

"I'm never going to be able to go back to sleep now. I mean what if it comes back?" Hermione said, sitting down at the table.

"Don't worry, Granger, if it comes back just tell it all you know about 'Hogwarts A History' you can bore it to death." Malfoy said sardonically.

"Shut up, Malfoy." Malfoy chuckled. "Yeah, ha ha you're real funny." she said bitterly.

"I know I'm funny, no need to compliment me." Hermione glared at him.

"You just love to torment me don't you?" she bit her tongue, 'oh god...why did that sound like I'm flirting with, Malfoy?'. She decided she wasn't flirting with Malfoy and that she just thought it sounded like it.

"Because it's fun to torture mudbloods like yourself." he said lightly.

"Ugh.." she got up. "You know, I do have a name."

"Yeah...so? I have a name to but I've never heard you call me by it."

"I don't care if you call me Granger. But I can't stand when you call me mudblood. I have just as much magic in my blood...maybe even more."

"Listen Granger, I'll call you whatever I want. Just because I said that my priorities lay on the good side doesn't mean I have to start being nice to you. Anyway, it makes me feel better to call you a filthy, little, mudblood, brat." The next thing Malfoy knew, Hermione had slapped him as hard as she could across his face, snapping his head backward.

"At least I'm not the sorriest excuse for a pureblood in the all of England. Has it ever occurred to you that no matter what you think your family is a disgrace to the wizarding world?" Hermione said haughtily and turned on her heel. Once again she left Draco to stare after her, his hand on his cheek where a red mark had formed. He went to bed soon after that, but didn't sleep at all. Instead he just lay awake, thinking about what she had said.

Hermione groaned as she woke slowly, in the morning. She could see the sun beginning to shine just. Gradually she got up, and grabbed her back pack. Un-shrinking her clothes she put on some denim shorts and a form fitting purple tee shirt. She brushed her slightly curly brown hair back quickly and slipped a hair band around her wrist. Hermione flung her back pack around her back and walked out into the kitchen where Remus was already up and sitting at the table with Harry.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." Harry said teasingly.

"'Morning, frog prince." she said humorously, and smiled sitting next to him.

"Frog prince? What about prince charming?"

"I don't think so." said Hermione, as she chuckled a bit.

"Would you like any breakfast, Hermione?" Remus asked.

"Oh no thanks...but do you have any orange juice?" she asked.

"Yes, I do." He got up and took a jug of orange juice out of the refrigerator, and poured a glass. "Here." He said handing her the glass.

"Thanks." she took a few sips of the juice, as Ron walked in, scratching his head. Hermione heard Harry mumble something that sounded like bed head when Ron sat down next to her.

"Sleep well Ron?" Remus asked. Ron merely nodded and yawned. When Draco walked in no one said anything except for Remus.

"Would you like anything to eat Draco?" he asked him.

"No." Draco replied shortly.

"Well, maybe we should get going we do have a pretty long trip ahead of us." Hermione suggested. Harry and Ron nodded and got up. "Thanks for everything Remus."

"Yeah, thanks." Harry and Ron chorused. Draco was allready out the door.

"No problem." Remus said. Harry, Hermione, and Ron swung their backpacks around their backs and went outside. Malfoy had allready un-shrunk his broom, the other three followed suit. Hermione checked her map and after telling them the needed to travel southwest they set off toward France to retrieve the horn of a bicorn.

A/N: Ok that chapter was a little boring I know. Trust me the next chapter will be much more exciting, I promise....What was in Lupin's house that night?...What's up with Draco?...Is he just being himself?...All that and more in the chapters to come. Oh yeah and Harry becomes a bigger part of the story for all of you who think he just the best. This is going to be a d/h I have decided for sure. For a while I was leaning toward h/h but I allready wrote one of those. For all of you H/H supporters you can read my story Falling For Each Other. Well it might be a little bit until chapter three but I will get it up within the month. PLEASE R/R Good or bad I NEED reviews I LUV reviews!! Thanks a bunch.

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