A/N: Sorry that it took so long to write this part. First of all... Sorry for all the spelling mistakes. I'll try to be better. Second? For the all who wants steamy scenes or snogging scenes... Later. I promise that they get to it later but I think that they have to be friends first and that's what they get during the summer. Friendship.

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PART 3 - THE FIRST NIGHT TOGETHER


They came to a room which was no bigger or smaller than the Gryffindors' commonroom. There was two beds and they were already done. They were placed about six feet away from each other and fire burned in the fireplace, spreading soft glow on the room.

"This is your room for tonight." Dumbledore said and Draco and Hermione nodded in unision. "You can get your stuff from your dormitories for this night but to keep a peace between the houses it's best that you spend this night here. The password is 'butter beer'. I'm sure that you'll behave tonight and tomorrow we'll contact your parents."

"Of course, professor." Hermione said and nodded.

"Without no doubt." Draco said and the professors left them.

Harry and Ron turned to Hermione. They were both scared what Draco might do to her. Hermione sat to another bed and put her head to her hands. Draco felt exhaustion coming from her and to tell the truth, he was tired too. He sat on the other bed and glared at the other two males in the room.

"Hermione?" Ron asked, not caring about Draco. "Are you going to manage through this night?"

"Yeah, Hermione. Are you?" Harry asked being just as corcerned as Ron.

"I'm fine guys. Really. I'm a survivor." Hermione said smiling but felt the exhaustion growing.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked and she nodded. "Absolutely positively sure?"

"She's sure. Didn't she just tell you that?" Draco asked annoyed. He didn't know what made him say that but he guessed that parts of the feelings were hers. He just felt annoyed and tired.

"How do you know, Malfoy?" Ron asked.

"Our little connection tells me that." Draco just smiled. "And you don't have to worry. I won't hurt your little girlfriend. I'm not insane. It would be like hurting myself."

Ron was ready to beat Draco up but Hermione stopped him. "Ron, quit it. I'm tired and I want to go to sleep. Why don't you go to the Gryffindor's tower and I'll be there shortly."

"Are you..." Harry started but Hermione cut him.

"...sure? Yes, Harry, I am. Go." She said and they left. She looked at Draco and he looked at him. "Do you want to get your stuff first or do we get them after my stuff ?"

"My stuff first." He replied. She just nodded and together they left.

They didn't spoke at all on their way to Slytherins' dormitory. Portrait asked the password and watched Hermione with curiosity.

"Cover your ears." Draco said. Saying the password with a Gryffindor only few feet away wasn't a good idea.

Hermione sighed and covered her ears. Draco said the password (torment) and the painting moved away. When they stepped in the whole commonroom went silent. Then Pansy found her voice.

"Oh Drackie!" she yelled while throwing herself on Draco's arms. "How awful! Professor Snape came to tell us what happened. I can't believe that you'll have to spend time with that mudblood..."

Draco pushed Pansy away and said angrily, "Don't call her that. Don't you get it that I feel what she feels? And don't call me Drackie."

Pansy felt like she had been just slapped. She looked angrily at Hermione but Hermione, being used to Slytherins' angry glares, just smiled. "Don't look at me. He said it. And he really hates the name 'Drackie'."

"Shut up." Draco said under his breath and Hermione followed him so that he could fetch his stuff for that night.

No one said anything while they were there. They didn't spoke anything on their way to Gryffindors' dormitory, either. Eerie silent. They reached the Fat Lady and she asked the password.

"Could you cover your ears?" Hermione asked and now it was Draco's turn to sigh. He cover his ears and Hermione said the password (teardrops). The Fat Lady's picture moved aside and they stepped in.

Ron was first on his feet and going to Hermione. He saw Draco's bag and know that this was the second stop. "Are you okay?" He asked knowing that the visit to Slytherins couldn't be pleasant.

"Yes, Ron. I'm okay." She said and looked around. Everyone was quiet.

"Hermione?" She heard someone saying. Then she saw Ginny going to their direction. "I'm sorry. I heard what happened. McGonagall came to inform us and after that Harry and Ron told what they knew."

Eerie silent, again.

"I guess I'd better to get my stuff." Hermione said and she, Draco, Harry and Ron went to the girls dormitory. Draco decided to stay as far as he could from the amazing trio. Clearly something bothered Harry and Ron and he wasn't in a mood to listen while they declared their undying love to Hermione.

"Hey guys," Hermione said silently, making sure that Draco won't hear any of what they were talking about. "Do you need to ask something?"

"What?" They said in unision and looked at her.

"I know that you wan't to ask something, so go ahead. Ask and I'll tell." She said while digging her trunk.

"It's nothing. It can wait." Harry said and sat on her bed.

"What? Ask. Now or it'll hunt me and you don't want that, do you?" She said, giving a little pout.

"Okay." Ron gave in. He just couldn't resist her pout. "We were just wondering that who is Michael and Damien and why Snape knows them."

"Oh..." Hermione sighed. 'Can I tell them?' she wondered. 'Will they look at me differently?' Then she remembered that she promised to tell them and another thought hit her, 'Who am I kidding? I can't hide it forever. I just have to tell them.' Hermione took a deep breath. "Michael is my brother."

Both, Ron's and Harry's, jaws hit the floor. "What? You have a brother and you didn't tell us?"

"I couldn't, okay?" She said quickly. "And Damien... He's Michael's best friend. Has being his best friend for 13 years. And also my very good friend. Acts like overprotective big brother. They are wizards and went Hogwarts. That's how Snape knows them. Actually Damien was Snape's favourite. They're seven years older than us. After he graduated, it was my turn to come here."

"Why couldn't you tell us? Six years we've been best friends and you couldn't tell us that you have a brother? A wizard brother?" Ron asked.

"I wanted to achieve my reputation myself. I wanted to have friends based on who I really am. Not because I'm Michael Granger's sister." She said. She was afraid to say more but knew that she had to tell the whole truth. "They're not Gryffindors." She said quietly and continued "or Ravenclaws or Hufflepuffs..."

"What?!" Harry and Ron yelled in unision. "They're Slytherins?!"

That got Draco's attention. 'What about Slytherins?' He slowly walked towards them but appearantly Hermione felt it.

"Back off, Malfoy." She said coldly and he stopped.

'I can ask about it later.' He thought. 'She gives in. Eventually, right?'

"Listen, guys. Try to understand. I couldn't tell you because I was afraid that you'd be disappointed in me. And I guess I was right. I..." Hermione said tears forming her eyes but Harry cut her off.

"We're not disappointed in you, Hermione. Sure, it was shock but you are Gryffindor. The sorting hat put you here and here you belong." He said and smiled. Hermione hugged both of them with smile on her face.

Draco first felt sadness and then happiness. A tear escaped from his eye and he turned around to wipe it off. "Are you going to hurry up? I don't feel like hanging here any much longer." He said rudely.

Hermione took her stuff and they left the dormitary. They walked whole way back to their room without saying a word. They got in after Hermione said the password and got ready to sleep. They were both very tired. They washed their teeth together and after that Hermione got behind the screen which was brought there while they were gone and changed to her boxers and tank top. After that Draco went behind it and changed to his boxers. They didn't looked each other or speak to each other. Draco got a quick glance at her and what she was wearing and couldn't help but admire her figures. 'Damn. Granger's pretty hot.' Hermione felt the admiration but didn't say anything. She just tried to ignore it which was hard. 'How am I going to sleep when I'm in a room with someone who looks so good and checks me out... WHAT AM I THINKING??? Malfoy is not good looking and he surely isn't checking me out. Good thing that we can't read each other's mind.' Draco felt Hermione blushing but let it pass.

"Can I ask something, Granger?" Draco asked and without waiting for an answer he continued, "What were you and your boyfriends talking about Slytherins?"

"It's not of your damn business. Just go to sleep." Hermione said and closed her eyes.

"Hey, no mudblood tells me what to do!" Draco said and instantly regretted. Hermione fought back the urge to kill him right away. "Sorry." Draco said quietly but Hermione didn't hear him. However she felt his regret and took that as an apology.

"You'll find out later." She said and Draco just wondered what did she meant. They couldn't sleep. It seemed that if other was awake the other stayed awake too. Two hours later they fell asleep from exhaustion.

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A/N: I have updated this part yesterday but I noticed that I accidently wrote 'Michael Granger's brother' instead of 'Michael Granger's sister' and now I've corrected it. Sorry to everyone who have wondered about it/laughed to it/complained about it... I don't know how I made that kind of mistake. *Goes to corner to be in shame* My English isn't good but I can't blame that for that kind of mistake. I was tired, I guess... Don't flame me.