Chapter 7

The Dream

Hermione got to her room and sat on the small couch with a gold and red cover. She took a blanket sitting next to the couch that had the Gryffindor arms on it and she warped up in it. Then, she tried to think about it even more. Hermione thought to herself. "I remember that I was in danger and I was about to die, I don't know why...hum, then Draco came and saved me. I remember looking at him. Our lips trembled and then we kissed. It was so romantic!" But then she remembered it was Draco Malfoy she was talking about and yet she still loved it. "He also stood up for me in Care of Magical Creatures class, or was he just doing that to make me shut up. But by the look in his eye I could see he wasn't doing it for that reason. And it was really that dream that made so happy all day, could, could I be, be in love?" It was a weird moment for Hermione. "I have to go to him about this! But I'm not going to see him until suppertime in the Great Hall, and even then there will be a giant table stopping me from talking to him. Hum... Oh wait! I have detention with him almost all day! Well I have detention in....hum..." Hermione looked at the clock. "Now!" She ran down to McGonnagall's office.

"Ah, yes, Miss Granger." Said professor McGonnagall in a scratchy voice. "You a bit early today aren't you?"

"What!?"

"Yes, the time changed around today, Daylight savings time." She said. Hermione's mouth dropped. "Well if you want to help me until detention starts...you can..."

"Sure." Hermione thought it was better to agree with her.

"Well, its nice having company. Sit down." Hermione pulled over a chair and sat on it.

"So, what do I do?" Hermione asked.

"Ah, yes, I'm sending some letters from parents the Ministy of Magic about, well, that's not important right now but it would be nice if you brought these," She handed her a stack of envelopes. "to the owlery. That would be great help."

"Yes Miss, I will, but...I don't mean to be nosey but what are they about." Asked Hermione.

"Well, it's, um, just letters about, um, well, their letters" She smiled in relief. Hermione looked at her weirdly.

"Right..." Hermione left the room with the stack of letters. "How many are there!?" She asked herself struggling. Then she heard a voice coming from behind her.

"I'd say about 50." Hermione turned around.

"Malfoy?" Malfoy was leaning on a wall.

"Hi, need any help with that?" He asked. Hermione couldn't believe it.

"Um, sure!" Draco walked over and took some letters from the stack. "Thanks" Hermione answered.

"No problem. So, where are you taking these?" He asked.

"Oh, McGonnagall gave them to me to deliver them to the Owlery." Said Hermione.

"Oh..." It wasn't long before they got to the Owlery and gave each owl some letters. When all the letters were in the hand, or, claws of the owls, Hermione took a breath of relief and wiped off her ropes. Hermone looked and Draco then he looked back.

"Thanks a lot." Hermione told him again.

"No problem, so..."

"Yeah, well we better get to the detention room." Stated Hermione.

"Good idea." Answered Draco. Then soon enough they were back. They started to open the door until it shot open before them. Professor McGonagall was standing in the door way.

"Um, er, no detention today! Go back to your common rooms, there has been a terrible accident."

"What happened? Who wa-?"

"Just go back to you common rooms, there's nothing to worry about." She said very quickly. She gave them both a slight nudge out the door and Draco and Hermione did the rest of the walking.

"What do you think happened?" Draco asked Hermione as they went walking to the Gryffindor common room, Draco was walking her there.

"I don't know" She answered. When Hermione got near the portrait, Draco was talking to Hermione a bit.

"Goodnight, Hermione."

"Goodnight to you too, um, Draco," Malfoy started to walk away when until Hermione started to talk.

"Um Draco?" He turned around.

"Yeah?"

"I thought you said you wouldn't talk to me..." She asked. He walked all the way up to her putting his lips only a inch away from hers.

"I lied." Then he gave her a small kiss and walked away. Hermione blushed, then went inside the portrait of The Fat Lady in Pink.