It was Hermione. Dressed in a satin white nightgown, she had her eyes closed and she was mumbiling nonsense under her breath, her feet barefoot as they touched the ground. What was she doing? Draco thought to himself. "Granger?" he asked, poking her. Her eyes did not open. Draco took a deep breath and hurried his mind over some muggle books he had read and sneaked in from his father. He thought hard. Sleepwalking. Granger was sleepwalking. At this time. And why did she come here? He felt the goosbumps go off just slightly, because seeing a person in this position made it look creepy and dead. Suddenly, he heard sounds. Mcgonagall's voice was far away, but her footsteps were charging through the halls. Oh no! Draco thought. If she caught Granger here, he'd be in more trouble, and Granger would accuse him of bringing her here. Draco went on inscinct. He picked Hermione up. His knees almost give away. God was she heavy! But she had soft skin...Stop! Draco thought to himself, struggiling to go through the door. He finally managed to run with her in his arms, and stopped in front of a painting of a fat lady. He'd never been outside the Gryffindor common room before, let alone in it. What was the password? He heard Mcgonagall's steps get louder.

He tried to get the password. Fat Lady looked at him curiously, but when she saw Hermione in his arms, she blushed and giggled before saying, "Password." dully. "Er-" Think Draco, think! He tried some passwords such as "Mudbloods", "Good Souls", "Muggleborn", "Infinite Legworm". But nothing worked until an idea went through his mind...was it possible that..."Ferret!" he exclaimed. The door opened. Of course. Potter being friends with head boys and prefects, probably made up that password just for Draco. That idiot. Draco thought to himself, getting inside the room, dragging Granger in his arms and kick opening the Girl's dorm slowly, which marked 4&5 YEARS. He looked inside the dark room and looked around for an empty bed. Finally, trying not to wake up any of the girls, he slowly put Granger into bed, then looked at her. She looked so precious, so pure. Ugh, he hated that. He leaned closer and bit her just below the neck. She twitched her leg just a bit before breathing peacefully again. He was horrified he had left a big red mark below the neck, even visible in the dark. He was just walking out when he heard, "DRACO!"

It was Ginny. "Weasley.." Draco said. "Malfoy, what're you doing to Hermione?" asked Ginny, terror in her eyes. "I-" Draco tried to say, but Ginny interupted. "Don't lie to me! If you hurt her..." said Ginny, frantically looking for something. She finally picked up a toothbrush and said, "I'll kill you!" she said. Draco forced back a laugh. "With a toothbrush?" he asked, rather amused. Ginny breathed hard. "Oh no! You did hurt her!" she exclaimed, looking at the huge red mark below her neck. "I am not a vampire, Weasley." said Draco, trying to find out a way to get out. He felt embarrased, and really nervous. He backed away. Ginny was looking at him still, the toothbrush lay between her fingers. "Don't say a word." he warned her, but this sentence had no effect on Ginny. She stood there, watching him leave the common room.