Thank you sooooo much susi and sweet-sorrow you reviews had me jumping up and down I was so happy! As well double thanks goes to sweet-sorrow who is now my editor, and helped me with spelling and grammar and general making sense of the mumbo-jumbo that I write (all of which were particularly bad this time!), thank you very much and please enjoy the next chapter! ******************************************************************** Chapter two: Hermione tiptoed quietly down the hall to the Gryffindor common room. Reaching the portrait hole she smiled at the fat lady. "Out a little late aren't you Hermione?" She said, smiling knowingly at the prefect. "How did it go?" "What do you mean?" Hermione asked, giving a small mischievous grin "Heart of a lion." She quoted the password. "Not in the mood to share?" The fat lady asked, teasing. "I have no idea what you're talking about." Hermione climbed into the Gryffindor common room as the portrait closed behind her.

The grate was cold as well as the rest of the room. The large room was still dark, and although moonlight streamed in from the high windows, Hermione knew from personal experience that she was likely to trip over a footstool, chair, or even a pile of books someone had carelessly left lying around (A/n Ron! Ahem.). Drawing her wand from out of her robes, she flicked it and murmured "Lumos."

Carefully Hermione followed the thin beam of light to the girls' 6th year dormitories. She mounted the spiral staircase and quietly opened the door. Making her way to the bathroom she brushed her teeth and finger combed her hair. Then changed quickly into shorts and a T-shirt, walked to her bed and slid in-between the sheets. She smiled at the unexpected warmth.

With winter setting in it was become increasingly colder when she slid into bed after seeing Draco. She had mentioned her cold bed to the house elves, and they had been only too keen to do as she asked and put a hot water bottle in her bed and warming spells on the sheets.

Hermione leaned back on her pillows, staring at her bedside table, which the scarf Draco had given her laid. She watched the way the patterns caught the light as she teased a strand of curly hair out straight and let it ping back into shape. Her last thoughts were of Draco, as black gathered at the corners of her vision and she fell asleep.

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"Hermie! Herm wake up." Strong slim hands were shaking her awake, Hermione groaned and wriggled further under her duvet.

"Nuuuhhh." She groaned, trying to pull the sheets over her head.

"Oh no you don't Herm, it's eight thirty, you won't get breakfast unless you wake up!"

"What!?! Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Hermione attempted to roll out of bed faster than the speed of light, which only resulted in her getting tangled in her sheets. She tried to stand up, but fell back to the floor in with a thud. Ginny spluttered and covered her mouth in vain attempts to stop herself from laughing.

"Gin, quit laughing and help me up!" Hermione shrieked from the floor, her own voice trembling. Ginny giggled, but after awhile, she decided to help Hermione anyway. After untangling herself, Hermione jumped to her feet and raced into the bathroom. She quickly brushed her teeth and then plaited her hair down her back. She raced out again and threw her school clothes on, quickly tying her tie and then grabbing Draco's scarf.

"Gin, grab my bag will you?" She stuffed the scarf into her pocket and slung her satchel over her shoulder.

"Come on, let's go Gin! I've got potions early today and Snape won't be happy if I am late!"

Grabbing Ginny's hand, they raced down the dormitory stairs, out of the portrait hole and down to the great hall.

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Draco Malfoy woke up at five in the morning feeling searing hot pain behind his eyelids, and for a moment he lay on emerald sheets unable to move as he felt the bones in his legs shatter, heal and shatter again.

He dragged himself out of the bed and tangled in the rich velvet drapes that surrounded him. He made a mental note to get rid of them of the deep green drapes. He found them oppressing and felt as if he couldn't breathe. But that could just be the aftermath of the curse.

Draco hauled himself into the bathroom, ran to the toilet and swung his head over the toilet bowl as he heaved his guts out. He gritted his teeth and flushed the toilet when he was done.

He got up and shuffled his way to the medicine cabinet. Draco looked at his reflection in the mirror and gasped he watched his reflection change. His hair lengthened, his face broadened, his eyebrows were thinner, his nose straighter and longer.

"Join us."

The words were a Death Eaters' rattle, colder than death. Draco's widened as they inched closer towards the mirror. He clenched his fist and swung it high in the air and using all his strength, smashed the mirror. He watched his reflection shatter. He could see his bruised, cut and bleeding face from every angle before the shards fell into the basin.

Draco sank to the floor, trembling all over as he watched his broken legs heal, and felt his shoulder blade crack back into place along with his cuts healing into scars.

He took a deep breath and stood up. He tested his legs before he walked back into his bedroom and towards his closet door.

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