Slamming his door behind him, Draco ran his dirty fingers through his tangled hair and growled when realization hit. Hermione was making him softer and softer each day and all he had to do was think about her. You are weak, his inner voice said, torturing him.

He paced back and forth beneath his enchanted ceiling that swirled a great blackness *A/N: The ceiling mirrored his mood and feelings. Sort of like a mood ring except on the ceiling ;)* Heavy thoughts invaded his mind and claimed his body. "I should have just let that blasted Potter take her… I should have removed the tattoo and given her back for every ones sake." He paused with a sigh. "Including mine." He added bitterly.

 By doing this it would have saved him a lot of trouble with Potter, and he even said it himself, 'This is not over Malfoy.' The scene replayed over and over in Draco's mind and he wondered why he didn't just hand her to Potter and let her suffer the burning sensations she would feel when she Apparated. Even the thought of her hurting upset him and he was getting so angry with himself. How could he let her get to him? It was even impossible to think about and even more confusing so he just left it alone…for the moment being.

"What I need is…Hermione." Shocked by his own statement he shook his head in disgust. He couldn't even control his mouth let alone his own feelings. She had once again saved him from the depths of war. She looked angel-like and beautiful at that moment when she kneeled beside him; he thought he had died and that she was his heaven.

And those disturbing thoughts once again shocked him. This was not supposed to be Draco Malfoy. He was smart, cunning, ambitious, and he was suppose to hate everything but himself. But these knew feelings were going to surface sooner or later. He might not have realized it yet, but her presence was changing him.

"Get a hold on yourself, Draco. This is no time to lose your head…or your heart." He whispered to himself.

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After a quick shower, Hermione slipped on her nightgown and slid underneath her quilts, clutching the picture of her family. She then allowed all of her frustrations, fears, and unhappiness slide down her cheek, in tears that she couldn't wait to shed. She did this every night, but tonight was different. She had just been to a battle a couple of days ago and rescued the man she was supposed to hate…again.

When she saw him lying there hurt, she didn't even think twice about her actions. She healed him right away. What caused these reactions inside of her she didn't know, but right now her mind was only on Draco and on her kids. Loneliness began to set its haze on her again, and she couldn't help but to think of her children.

Jade had come to visit her on some days, and she had to admit it was wonderful to have a friend. The weather improved a lot too, which was probably a relief to the war, as the rain had washed over them for days. Hermione looked to her Muggle clock, lying on the nightstand. 10:30. It wasn't even that late but her eyelids were begging to be closed and so without protest, she let sleep take over her.

She might have been sleeping for only an hour when a thud suddenly sounded. Her eyes opened in alarm and she rolled over to see what it was but nothing could have prepared her for the sight that filled her eyes. Her stomach did a flip and she smiled so brightly.

"Hi Mummy." Her son Corey gave her a rather awkward smile, probably because he was uncomfortable. But nothing could have hid his bright smile that reminded Hermione so much of Oliver's grin. She grabbed him into tight hug and kissed his soft cheek repeatedly until it was red. She took in every feature of her son's face and was glad that he hadn't changed, even if she hadn't seen him in a few weeks. The emotions running through her heart were too much so she released them. She let out a muffled cry as she tried to hide her tears.

"Mum? Mum are…are you OK?" Corey put his arms around his mother and rubbed her back with his tiny hand. "It's OK Mum. The nice lady at the nursery said we could stay for a while and this other man…he took us here."

Before Hermione could even realize her 2-year-old was missing she was taken aback. "Whose the other man?"

"Dunno. He walked really straight and had gray eyes. He didn't talk very much." She let out a low gasp and had to remind herself to thank him. But this was supposed to be Draco Malfoy: her archenemy since her early years at Hogwarts. Whatever changes he was undergoing she silently wished they were permanent. He probably did it out of guilt, Hermione thought bitterly; as she thought back to the two times she saved his life.

Still dreary with sleep, her mind was clouded with thoughts and questions. But when she saw Corey, all things had been put off. She slipped her hand into his and led him down the hall to the nursery. She noted how he shrank close to her when other witches and wizards stared. She realized how strange and scary this was to him because it was like stepping into a whole other world.

"Mum…these people, they dress like you do at home." Said Corey, rather excited. He must have noticed how different the robes looked from 'Uncle Harry's' and how dark everything looked. Among the great hush of the halls, they finally made their way over to the nursery room. She couldn't wait to see her baby-girl.

Corey tugged on her robes. "While Gabby and I were at that school, I taught her how to talk a little! And we met tons of other kids. One kid, his name was Gordon, and he had a wand! He showed me great things…right before he got in trouble." He stated as-a-matter-of-factly.

Jade was busy rubbing the children to sleep she didn't notice Hermione walk in. They made their way over, hand in hand, as she tapped Jade.

"Oh!" Jade exclaimed in a low whisper. "He is so cute…bound to be a handsome wizard when he grows up." Jade winked and Corey blushed.

"I like her." Corey whispered in Hermione's ear. Jade led them over to a very large crib that held about 10 little toddlers. Enchanted toys danced over their heads and played a soft melody to lull them to sleep. Gabriella was lying on her side, her curly locks tickling her forehead. She looked so adorable that Hermione had to fight not to wake her. Instead she leaned down and planted a kiss on her daughter's cheek. She brushed the curls out of her eyes and smiled. She still couldn't believe her children were there. But still the causes behind Draco bring them there were unknown.

After talking with Corey, he soon fell asleep in her arms as she tucked him in a vacant bed, next to his sister. It must have been after 12, in Muggle time, and Hermione didn't feel the least bit tired. She actually felt very excited and happy for the first time in weeks. She actually was looking forward to seeing Draco, surprisingly enough. Even to think that he had somehow become this great, sensitive guy would have been hilarious to her, Harry, and Ron. But now she wasn't so sure, especially when she heard his deep, masculine voice from behind her.

"Oh! I didn't know anyone else was in here…everyone's asleep." For the first time she saw him grin, not in his usual ugly grin but in a different way.

"Yes I can see that." Draco said, grinning at the sight of Jade passed out on a child's bed, snoring. She noticed how utterly attractive and manly he looked, tall, eyes sparkling, and the light shining from a tiny nightlight, dancing on his face, and a grin to put the topping on the already beautiful concoction. She didn't know when he got so handsome, but she definitely liked it. She shifted uncomfortably, and her eyes challenged his as they stood there shuffling their feet against the floor.

"So…we….go to….bed…or…yea…" Their words mixed together as they spoke at the same time. Hermione smiled slightly down at her shoes and stood up to walk towards the door. Draco stood as still as a statue, but he looked as if he were thinking really hard. She kissed both her daughter and son and as she passed him, the smell of her clean body went by him. He suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her close…face to face. His eyes bore into hers, he hovered over her lips for a painful moment and whispered into her, "Goodnight." Chills ran down her spine and she felt his warm, smooth lips press into hers gently.

A/N: Isn't this so boring??? Honestly, I need some action…from Draco lol. I got sick and that's why I haven't updated, sorry. BUT I did watch Harry Potter on my DVD computer thingy…my dad bought it off some guy in Manhattan. I love that movie =) Come on guys review!! I promise a lot of things are going to be happening now, the first chapters were just the plot now comes the good stuff.. I know you guys read one chapter and than forget to come back…DON'T FORGET PLEASE???? OK… lol…I know you guys can review better than this. There are some stories with 200 reviews!! Just joking you don't have to if you don't want to…:sighs and thinks bout Draco: Ok I'm happy now…Thanks for your support…any ideas would be most helpful. Any comments…or things you notice that I don't…hope you enjoy!! Love ya

UmMmM…OK…I'm just about ready to discontinue this story. I have so many more ideas brewing in my head and one really REALLY good one that is remarkably different and it should be a real difference. I have put up about 2 chapters at a time, and still I get maybe one review per chapter. Not good enough for me. ( I hate to be like this but I'm pretty much fed up and I want to improve my writing abilities and use of words. So tell me what you think and what I should do. If you really want me to I'll continue but I'm on the edge. ) So tell me what you think and what you think I should do. Thanks.