Author's note: Thanks for the reviews :D Yes, I am a girl! I'm gonna try to make this a loooong story, about...10 chapters or so, so be patient, it's gonna take a while before something actually happens.

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Ok. I'm trying to breath here. ''Us''? Could she MAKE things more complicated? You know, she could have just said ''you and me'', or just ''you'', because when we dream we usually are IN the dream! But ''us''? She made it sound so...relationshipy! Not that I have a problem with that, but I don't think she realizes the effect she has on me!

''Wha-what?'' I gasped. Great, now I'm bloody gasping. But it's not all my fault! She's the one staring at me...so close to me! She's the one who's making me feel like this! It's all her fault, not mine! She's the one looking all perfect and needy, I can't help but to feel...love!

''About us...'' She whispered, then came even closer.

''Wha-what...how was it? I mean, what happ-happened in the dre-dream?'' I can't stand her so close to me! I'm starting to feel the things I should only be feeling ALONE, cuz it gets complicated to...control it...when she's around!

''Let's go to the common room...I'll tell you there...'' Ok, that will be better. Us, I mean, her and I, sitting and talking. I can handle that. And besides, it was just a dream, a bloody dream! Why is she all whiny about it?

So there's no one at the common room. That's probably better, no interruptions! I seat in the larger sofa, and she sits next to me. Like, right next to me!

''Ron...I need to know something...'' She stars, now looking directly into my eyes. She's not crying anymore, thank God, but still, she looks so...alone...

''Su-sure Mione, go ahead, ask me anyth-anything.'' I look down embarassed by my lack of skill with WORDS.

''Why are you gasping?'' She asks, raising and eyebrow. Hey, I thought I was the one who was supposed to ask the questions here!

''I-I don't know. Dream.''

''Huh?''

''The dream! Te-tell me about it.'' This isn't going the way I planed. Well, I just wanna bloody know what the dream was about, so Mione, can you please just tell me??

''Oh...we were...here...'' She started.

''Here?'' I pointed at the sofa.

''Yeah...I was reading a book, a muggle book, called...something with, uh, lo-love...''

There was a silent pause. For only God knows how bloody long.

''A-and?''

''And...you were looking at me...well, staring at me...then you came closer...yo-you held my hand...'' She was the one gasping right now! And I still can't understand how can someone be that pretty...I swear, she could be covered in mud and I wouldn't mind! AT ALL!

''Hello!'' I hear an annoying voice coming from behind the sofa. It's Draco. GOD I HATE HIM. Happily he's alone, without his clones beside him.

''What are you doing here? This is the Griffindor common room! Get out!'' I shouted. He doesn't seem to be paying ANY attention to me. Ok, great, now he's giving THE LOOK. The nasty bloody arrogant stupid Draco look.

''Hush Weasley, I'm here to talk with Hermione.'' She looks up confused.

''Me? What do you want with me?'' She changes the look on her face from sad to angry. I like her when she's angry, which is pretty much always.

''I wanna talk to you ALONE.'' He gives me the look again. Ok, what makes him think that Mione will talk to him alone? What in the bloody world makes him think that I"M gonna let him talk to Mione alone? He's mad I tell you, mad!

''I don't think we have much to talk about Draco, now if you'll excuse me, I was in the middle of a conversation with Ron, which didn't include you or anything related to you. Go away.''

God I love her! She's so...perfect! I couldn't have said anything to Draco better than that! Ah, I wish he would just go so I could kiss her already!

''I think we DO have something to talk about Hermione.'' He was serious now, I don't like that. And she....she's getting up!!! What the hell did I just miss???

''Mione!'' I reach a hand to her.

''It's ok Ron, it'll be just a second.'' She holds my hand for a second and then lets it go. Shivers, shivers all over my body! I love her touch. But I would love it more if she would just stay here and keep talking to me! What does she have to talk with Draco for anyway? She hates him!

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HERMIONE'S POV

I seat in a sofa in the Slytherin's common room. I hate this place, always have, it's just as dirty as the people from Slytherin, at least the people I know.

Draco isn't looking as arrogant as always, but still, just the thought that the might know...it's scary...to think he might know my secret...

''What do you want?'' I risk, since he's only staring at me. I hate when he does that, and it's getting frequent. Everywhere, everytime I look around, there he is, just staring.

''Don't you have any idea?'' He gives me a half smile, which I also hate. God, I hate everything about him. But I have to me nice...he might know...

''No, I don't...'' I look down, avoiding eye contact.

''I have to talk to you about...a lot of things...'' I feel him getting closer to me, now he's sitting by my side, in the same sofa. This is creepy. ''Bloody'' creepy as Ron would say. I wish he was here.

''O-ok...such as?'' I'm still looking down, playing with my skirt. I can see his hand next to it, he's closer than I thought.

''Well, first of all...Ron.'' His voice is deeper now. Did he just say Ron? What does he have to do with Ron and I?

''Ron? Why?'' I look at him now, he IS closer than I thought.

''I know about your dream...'' He gives me the smile again. I can't believe he knows! Who...?...God, I bet it was Ginny. She has this annoying friend from Slytherin that I always see talking to Draco. I should've known better...she's too young to keep a secret...

''A-and...?'' I look down again. I feel his hand on my face. His hand is cold. Why is he touching me for? He raises my head with his fingers, making me look directly into his eyes.

''And I know you don't want him to know.''

''That's no-not true. I was about to tell him when you interrupted.''

''And I bet you're glad I did.'' He's still holding my face. God, I HATE him. But he's right...I could NEVER tell Ron about it. I couldn't even believe I had that dream. I couldn't believe I felt that way.

''What's your point?'' I don't like him touching me, I just wanna get over with this.

''I want something from you. Something so I can keep your secret.''

Ok, this is beyond creepy.