Draco jogged around the clearing. He picked up a rock and threw it as hard as he could at a tree. He kicked at the dirt. He stopped in front of a thick poplar and punched it. His knuckles were bleeding, but he didn't care. He fell to his knee, raised his hands in the air and yelled as hard as he could. Hundreds of birds seemed to fly away instantly. He wasn't afraid of anyone but Hermione hearing him. The castle was far away. He fell on his back. He laid there, catching his breath. He heard footsteps. Hermione laid down beside him.
They looked up at the clouds. They didn't say anything. They didn't need to say anything. They laid there for what seemed like hours.
Hermione put her hand on Draco's. They got up and made their way back to the cabin. Inside, Hermione gave him a glass of pumpkin juice. He sat back in a big armchair, sipping his juice.
What were they going to do now? Were they going to stay here? What if someone found their hiding place? What if they sent out a search party and found them. They had to think of a plan.

"What if we set up that we're kidnapped, or that we died, or something!" said Hermione desperately. She had obviously been thinking the same thing as him.

"That's what I was thinking.." Draco stared at the floor, still deep in thought. Suddenly he looked up. He looked Hermione deep in the eyes and asked: "Are you actually willing to give it all up for me? Do you care more about me than anyone else?"

Hermione sighed. "I love you, Draco. I really do. But I need my friends, I need my parents, I need." She smiled. "I need you most of all." She blushed slightly, and quickly moved towards the chair Draco was sitting in.
Draco smiled back at her and wrapped her warm body in his arms. She was all that mattered to him now. He closed his eyes and smelled her hair. He smiled to himself. He was so lucky to have her.

Suddenly, Draco pulled back, startling Hermione. What is she didn't love him as much as he loved her? He looked deep into her eyes. What did he see? He saw confusion, doubt, fear.

"What.?" Hermione shook her head in confusion. "What's wrong?" Her voice was full of fear.

"Hermione, I need to know..." Draco paused. He was afraid of what she would say. "I need to know if you love me as much as I love you." He looked at his hands, which were now in his lap.

"Yes, Draco.. I do. I really love you. I don't care what anyone says. As long as you're with me, I can face anything." Her face was full of determination. That was good enough for Draco. He stood up and swept her off her feet. They fell on the bed and embraced in a long passionate kiss.

~*~

"Morning." Hermione whispered in Draco's ear.

"Hmmm." Draco smiled, his eyes still closed. Something smelled good. Eggs! "How'd you get them?" Draco asked curiously.

"I sneaked into the castle and down into the kitchens. Dobby was more than happy to give me food for about a week!" She smiled. "Aaaannndd.." She pointed at the table. There, a broomstick and a cloak were laying beside the bag of food. "A broomstick and Harry's invisibility cloak. I've left him a note, saying I'm fine and needed to borrow his cloak. And that they shouldn't worry, but act it. Oh! And even though some house elves don't like it, they're all getting paid now!" She said enthusiastically.

"Happy if you are!" Draco sat up and looked at the plate with the eggs and a glass of milk. Hermione looked at him as he ate his egg hungrily. They hadn't eaten anything since breakfast the day before. She had already had some food down in the kitchens. She smiled to herself as she looked at him. He was so handsome. He wasn't wearing a shirt. That made him look even sexier. His hair had come out of its normal place and fell to his eyes. She pulled her hand through it and he grinned. He loved it when she did that.

~*~

"Ok. Here's the plan!" Draco whispered to Hermione. Both were behind a bush. Close to the castle. "As soon as the 1st year flying class comes out, you scream, leave the bloody shoe there, and I'll sweep you up on the broomstick and laugh an evil laugh. We'll head that way." He pointed to the opposite direction of where the cabin was. "Then I throw the invisibility cloak over us and the broom and we'll fly back to the cabin." It was a stupid plan, but it was the best they could come up with, using the broom and invisibility cloak.

"Right!" Hermione gave Draco thumbs up and headed towards a big tree.

Hermione took a deep breath. She waited for the flying class to come out. Finally they came out. She looked to where Draco was hiding. She could see his head sticking out from behind the shrub. He nodded. She took another deep breath and let out an ear piercing scream. She let out another when something strong grabbed her from behind.

~*~

Draco jumped on the broom as soon as he heard the scream. He zoomed up into the air and dived toward where Hermione was. He had his arm ready to scoop her up gently. But all he scooped was air. He glanced toward the 1st year flying class. He jumped when he saw Madame Hooch speeding towards him. He did a summersault on the broom, making the cloak fall on top of him. He swerved as Madame Hooch's confused face was about to hit his broom. She looked around and circled the spot a few times before speeding back to her class. Frequently looking back to where Draco had disappeared.

Draco quietly flew to where Hermione was supposed to be standing. She wasn't there. He set down the broom and turned around to look in the woods behind him. Where was she? He was really confused, he was scared, but also a little mad. Why had she gone away? Where was she?

Suddenly he heard a twig break underneath someones foot and he whirled around. He was looking right into Hermione's beautiful smiling face. Only, she wasn't looking at him. She seemed to be looking right through him. She frowned. He suddenly realised the invisibility cloak was still on his. He ripped in off. She jumped.

"Hermione, where were you?" Draco asked.

"What are you talking about. I've been here the whole time." Hermione said impatiently.

"But..but." Draco must have swooped down by the wrong tree. He shrugged his shoulders. She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the broomstick.

"Up!" Hermione said, and the broomstick hovered. She climbed on and he sat behind her. He threw the cloak around them and they flew back to their cabin.

~*~

Draco opened the door, Hermione close behind him. She looked around. As if she had never seen it before. She pushed him roughly onto the bed. He looked at her. She grinned a naughty smile and slowly walked over. She kneeled down in between his legs, and unzipped his pants. A look of pleasure spread across her face as she did her thing. A soft moan escaped Draco mouth. He slapped his hands over his mouth to stop his moan, but it didn't help.

"What.. *moan* did I do.. *gasp* to deserve this?" he threw his head back. She stopped.

"Nothing Draco. You did nothing." She didn't continue and Draco sat up. She stood up. She let out a gasp, threw back her head and ripped of her shirt. She danced for him. He didn't know she could dance. She slowly slipped of her panties. Then suddenly jumped on him.

"Fuck me!!" She screamed as she sat on him. She moved up and down wildly. She screamed and screamed. Playing with her breasts. "Yes, Draco! Yes!!" She screeched. Draco was surprised. Hermione was always quiet. They always had the best times together. They'd always lay under the blankets. Make it special. They usually whispered loving words. Kissing. This was so much like a slut. Hermione wasn't a slut and never would be.

Draco suddenly realised. The way she talked. The way she moved. They way she acted. It wasn't Hermione.