He looked at the window for a minute before... laughing.

"Hermione, you nutter! I told you it was nothing!"

Hermione crept out of her tiny hiding spot and slowly and carefully walked over to where Draco was standing. "What?"

"You arse, it's a bloody tree limb!"

"A what?"

"It's a tree limb! You see that huge tree, right outside the window? The wind must have blown the limb so hard that the branch burst through the window. That's what you heard. I can't believe you woke me up for this."

"I'm sorry." she said, peering at the branch faerfully.

"Yeah, well you should be. Can I go to bed now?"

"No?"

"Is that a question, or a command?" Draco asked, smirking.

"A command?"

"There you go again with the questions. Do you want me to stay up with you or not?" he asked her.

"I would like you, or anyone, to stay up with me, yes."

"Would you like to let your friends get some sleep and go get a cup of cocoa with me in the kitchen?"

"That would be lovely."

Hermione couldn't believe the events of that night. And the thing that shocked her most happened next. Draco held his arm out to her and linked it with her's before leading her downstairs. Draco reached up above the cupboard and, with the help from Hermione, made two huge and steamy cups of cocoa. (lainie, and all ya potty thinkers quit it!)

Draco pulled two chairs up to the counter in the kitchen and seated himself next to her.

"Am I being a pain in the arse?"

"What?"

"Am I being a pain in the arse? It's a simple question with a complex answer."

"Malfoy... i don't know what to say to that....-"

"Say the truth."

"You are a tad hard to deal with sometimes but-"

"I knew it."

"But your not really that horrible. Not as bad once I get to-"

"I'm sorry."

Hermione nearly spit her cocoa out all over the table- "What?"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for picking on you, and for being so hard to deal with, and for not letting you explain things, or help me."

"It's fine. I know what you're dealing with. Life gets hard, you know."

"Yeah."

Draco looked at the disappointment that she was trying to hide by looking down.

"What's wrong?" he asked, lifting her face with his hands.

"nothing."

"I can see it."

Hermione sniffed, "See what?"

"I can see your disapointment and your sadness. It's written all over your face."

Hermione stirred her cocoa slowly, neither of them (a/n- not her and the coffee, her and draco) saying anything.

"Was it something I did or said?" Draco asked quietly.

"No."

"Then what is it?" he asked.

"It's rude to protrude in my buisiness."

"I'm sorry."

"It's my parents. I hate the fact that they aren't together anymore. I hate the fact that they can't love each other or celebrate anything together anymore and the fact that I need to make very big disisions soon and I don't want to disappoint them."

Hermioe paused.

"I'm sorry if I'm pouring this all on you. I don't mean to be a bother. It's just when I get to talking, I can't stop."

"It's okay."

"I just can't believe that I can't go home and see them both there waiting for me. And seeing other peoples parents snogging and hugging their children as they go on or get off the train. And the fact that when it's holidays, I don't have two parents to sit on the couch with and sip nog and tell dstories or go to when I'm sad or-"

Hermione's words were cut off with the overwelming tears that ran down her face, ingulfing anything she wished to say. Draco raised a hand and lifted her face. He rubbed a thumb against her skin, wiping the tears slowly away.

Hermione sniffled, not realizing his movments, but feeling his warth.

"Shhh." Draco soothed.

Hermione gasped for air and Draco pulled her in slowly. She leaned her head into his chest and felt secure in his arms. Draco ran his hands through the tangled mass of hair, waiting for her crying to cease. Hermione grasped his shirt for support and he rubbed her back soothingly.

Finally, her crying stopped and she looked up at him. Her eyes sparkled with tears as his shone with compasion. With out realizing their movements, they pulled each other in and kissed each other with firey passion. Draco's soft lips pressed agianst hers and she smiled.

"I'll be here for you, okay?" he wispered.

"Yes." she smiled.

Draco kissed her forehead and led her to the footon, where she fell back asleep. Draco took a blanket, and covered her up before climbing in and curling up next to her and falling asleep himself.

EOC

A/N- I decided to add the notes at the end instead. Thanks to all my reviewers. And to Kara Malfoy here is your mention and I will not have any more cliffies. I don't even know if there will be another chapter after this one. It's up to y'all. PLEASE DO NOT TIE ME UP TO A CHAIR!! I DO NOT WISH TO HAVE TAT HAPPEN!!

Okay: I need you all to decide:

1) should I continue? 2) If I do, should the Dark Lord come? 3) " , How many more chapters?