*Hey guy's! Thank you for all of your reviews and ideas! Sorry this chapter is so short. I would write more but it's 3 am and I'm now beginning to get tired. I'll write more later on today if I can! Thanx again!
"Tomorrow, will you be ready?" A vision had returned. It didn't scare her as bad this time. Slowly she nodded.
"You shall answer me as My Lord, do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, My Lord." She nodded. Deep down, she didn't want to, but something was making her do it. She held back the tears that were starting to form in her throat, afraid of what Voldermort would do if he saw her cry. The vision ended and she found herself lying in bed. She knew that she was tired, so she went to bed early. Harry and Ron weren't doing anything but playing Wizards Chess, and weren't very talkative that night. Hermione decided to get up because every time she closed her eyes, she saw things she didn't want to see. There was no where else to go, but down in the Common Room. At least Harry and Ron were somewhat pleasant to be around. She made her way down the stairs, bumping into a few people coming up that gave looks of pity and sympathy. She returned the looks with a get-lost type of look. After what seemed like ages, she reached the Common room and sat on the couch. Harry and Ron were still going at Wizards Chest.
"Who's winning?" She decided to ask. They didn't look up from their game.
"Harry, actually." Ron snarled after seeing one of his bishops being destroyed.
"Sucker." Harry whispered under his breath.
"You know what? I'm just going to forfeit this, I'm tired and we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow." Ron said, getting up and walking away from the table.
"You're just jealous that I'm finally winning a few games." Harry yelled across the room. The game board pieces were straining their heads to see what was going on.
"I am not!" Ron said, going up the stairs. Hermione and Harry just stared at the red-faced boy until he disappeared behind his the wall. Harry looked at the game board.
"Well, guy's. We won." He said and watched as the pieces smiled and put themselves back together. He turned to Hermione and smiled.
"Hey Hermione. How are you?"
"I'm o.k." Hermione said, starring into the fire place.
"What's wrong?" Harry got up from his chair and took a seat next to Hermione.
"Noth-"
"Don't say nothing, you have that look. Tell me, what's wrong." Harry looked straight at Hermione, hoping she'd tell him.
"Nothing's tired…my arm just hurts a little, that's all." Hermione tried to look like she wasn't lying. Whether it worked or not, Harry seemed to believe it.
"Can I ask you something?" Harry's voice was quiet. Hermione tilted her head.
"Of course." Harry drew in a breath before going any further.
"Does Snape have any part in this?"
"Snape?" Hermione started laughing.
"What? What's so funny?"
"No." Hermione said while wiping tears from her eyes. Harry couldn't help but laugh because that was the first time in a few weeks he saw her even crack a smile, let alone laugh. There was another few seconds of silence. Harry yawned and stretched.
"Well Hermione. I think I'm going to go to bed."
"Goodnight!" Hermione said, forcing another smile.
"Night." Harry touched Hermione's arm before turning and going to his dorm. Hermione sunk back into the sofa for a few seconds. She needed to get up and go for a walk. She quickly got up and got out of the room. She looked at her watch before she left. Thirty minuets until past hours started. She walked the halls, looking at the portraits and trying to remember the spells she had to memorize for Transfiguration class. Something black flashed in the hallway ahead of her. She craned her neck, wanting to know what it was. Picking up her pace, she turned the corner where she saw the black figure go, and found herself at the doorway to the Slytherin Common room.
"H-H-Hello?" Hermione managed to choke out. She noticed some movement in the far corner of the room. She walked back into the corner and turned the black figure around.
"Draco?" Hermione asked, taking a step backward.
"What are you doing out, Granger?" Draco smirked.
"I'm just taking a walk, what's it to you? What are you doing out?" Hermione looked around the room. She'd been in it before, but she never really studied it before.
"I was..uh..taking a walk." Draco threw his head back.
"Uh-huh." Hermione said. She turned around to leave.
"Where are you going now?" Draco yelled after her.
"Why must you know everything?" Hermione stopped walking and turned around. Draco looked down, Hermione could tell he had something to say.
"Draco, please, whatever it is hurry it along, I'm getting a headache and I want to go to bed." Hermione sighed. Draco didn't say anything. He just stood there and looked at Hermione. She shrugged and left and went back to the room. Draco kinda wierded her out.
