A/n 115! Yay! I came home from Christmas shopping, and the pipe in our bathroom wall had busted! Now there is water all over the bathroom, bits of wall, dust, and I can't friggen go to the bathroom! Ugh… As if Christmas shopping isn't enough torture… On with the story!

(I guess I have been reading too many horror books…)

TURN BACK NOW IF YOU DO NOT ENJOY BLOOD! THIS CHAPTER HAS A LOT! The rating seriously comes in now. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

12

Slumping in the squishy chairs, the two flipped through various spell books and dictionaries. "I'm bored." Whined Hermione, slumping even more and hanging her arms on either side of the chair. Draco looked completely shocked. "Wow. That's the first time that I have ever heard you say that you were bored!" Hermione glared at him while he laughed. "I'm serious! It's so boring in here!" Draco stood up and stretched. "Whatever. I'm getting another book." She sighed and leaned back, her eyes closed and her head resting on the back of her chair. Draco walked slowly over to the table and put the book down on it. Clearly seeing that her eyes were closed, he tip toed over to her and stood silent for a second. 'Now this is a real paradise… no sounds, no worries, just a warm fire and a nice nap…' she thought silently, trying to imagine a warm fire. The library's had gone out an hour ago. Draco smirked, and then he was upon her, tickling the death out of her. Hermione was snapped out of her thoughts, and shrieked. She withered on the chair, laughing, while Draco continued to tickle her. "This game, huh??" she yelled, falling off the chair with an audible thump. She kept laughing, but pinned him under her where she started to tickle him. "No!! Mione! Stop! Stoooopppp!!! Stobbit!" they both laughed until they cried, when Hermione finally stopped. "Will you be a good little boy?" He gave her an innocent look. "Good. Now Mione is going to go now to her room and got to her cribby bed. Night Draco!" she gave him a kiss on the cheek and tried to get up. Draco held her back. "Excuse me? Ms. Granger, that was a little pathetic. Care to try again?" Hermione leaned back in and kissed him for a few minutes, more passionately than she ever had before. "Ms. Granger, What do we have here? I suspect your head would just LOVE to hear about this one. Yes, yes. Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. Caught kissing in the library at… I do believe that it is two thirty in the morning?" the teenagers froze and turned around slowly, their lips still locked, but not moving. Serveous Snape stood towering over them, his greasy hair dangling about as he leaned over. It was not the best thing to stop kissing to look at. That abnormally large nose was inches away from them. They both groaned inwardly as they separated and stood up, Draco accidentally whipping his robe in Snape's ugly face. "You two go off to your separate beds now, and go to sleep. You wouldn't want anyone in particular to find out about this now would you? And, what exactly were you doing?" 'Uh… we were… um… eh… erm… um… uh… GOD DAMN IT! WHY THE HELL WERE YOU IN HERE AT TWO THIRTY! YOU LITTLE SPY!" Hermione's eye twitched as she turned to Draco. "Draco!" she hissed, looking at Snape out of the corners of her eyes. "Um… yeah. We were studying. We don't want to go to bed." "Studying? Studying what? How loud you could be while exploring each other's extremely sexy bodies and mixing your own sal-" "That's ENOUGH! I don't want to hear any more! Good bye professor!" with that, Hermione ran out of the room, her hands in her ears, and kept running until she got to her room. Draco in close pursuit. "I wish that I was Draco Malfoy…" Snape muttered as he walked to his office, a little uncomfortable in more than one way. Jumping in through the portrait hole, Hermione fell onto the couch, Draco following. "That was disgusting." Draco muttered. "I'll say." Hermione said before starting to kiss him again.

Meanwhile

Dumbledor stood at the edge of the forest. "Was there something that you wished to ask me?" he said to a shadow, his eyes not twinkling but darkening. "Yes." Hissed a deep voice. "Did you tell the girl." It was more of a statement than a question, but Dumbledor shifted his weight a little uneasily. "N… no sir. Not yet…" The shadow laughed, and stepped into the light. The slits for his nose flared a little, and his red eyes darkened. "What a day. Today I feel so… powerful. Yes. Today is the day that the all-powerful Albus Dumbledor is nervous at Lord Voldemort's feet. Yes… Next time, Avada Kedavra might be heading your direction if you fail to tell the child her truth…" Dumbledor bowed his head. "Yes, my lord."

Hermione opened her eyes. Draco was not there, the moon was not shining, and blood was strewn across the wooden floor. She gasped as she sat upright in bed. She her school robe along her shivering body as she sat up. Her jaw open, she followed the blood into the bathroom. Hanging from the ceiling was a head; Dean Thomas's head, to be exact. Looking all around the ceiling, she saw another head. Seamus Finnegan's head was bobbing up and down in the water in the silver bathtub. But upon a closer inspection, Hermione saw that it was not water, but blood. The two headless bodies were laying, dry, under the sink. Hermione screamed. Her voice nearly shattered the glass as she sank to her knees screaming.

Draco saw a Hermione petting a baby unicorn and smiled. "He's just so warm and fuzzy! Let's call him Bo-Bo!!" 'Okay Mione! I wuv you!!!' "I wuv you too Draco!!" They kissed each other and started to skip back to the castle hand in hand. An enormous scream erupted from the bathroom. Draco bolted upright just as Hermione did, and ran out the door, grabbing his robe along the way. It was when he stepped out into the dark corridor that he realized there was blood everywhere. The liquid splashed as he ran to the bathroom, making thin red likes on his feet. He slid on the blood and crashed into a picture, which fell down on his back, making a thick red line that started to ooze out blood. The screams rose and fell as Draco stumbled to his feet, gasping as he wiped some of the blood off of his back. Crashing into the bathroom, he too was shocked. Grabbing Hermione's shoulders, he rushed her into his room and closed the door. "Mione! I'll take care of it… uh…" the now sobbing girl grabbed him around the waist. He kissed her forehead and set her on the bed, and giving her a chocolate frog. "I'll just… clean it up!" he shuddered at the very thought of touching so much blood. Besides, Dumbledor would have to see it.

As soon as he got back to the bathroom a minute later, Draco took a close look himself. The head of Dean Thomas swung in a breeze that was not there, and waves came up a foot on either side of Seamus's head. He opened the door to the sink to see the two bodies, tucked neatly away, right under a huge knife. The knife had dried blood along the blade, and white bits of- who-knows-what was stuck on it. Draco sucked in a breath and opened the shower door.

A/n OK that was a gory part of the story. No worries, more to come. Haha. Nasty cliffhanger, eh? Well then! Allie, I warned you not to read it. Go and read another story now to get your mind off it ^ ^ Brei, this is that chapter I have been talking about!! Everyone else, I hope you liked it! LORD OF THE RINGS COMES OUT TOMORROW! GO SEE IT LIKE I AM! And stare at all the hot Orcs! Haha. That's just gross. Chapter 13 coming soon! The secret is revealed (maybe) and the clouds start to set in!!