A/N: Almost to the better chappies..bear with me now!!!! Ok.to the RevIewERs!!!!!

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Felicity: erm...how can I explain w/o giving the plot away..sO.Hermione is a rellwing, and she *might* be the princess...kay? Hermione and Draco are still under the diudominus potion, and they're acting CLAZY!! *don't worry, there WILL be fluff soon* and then...we dun know if George is Herm's real dad..and...Hermione and her *cohort* hint hint...are part of the rellwing's plan to overthrow voldie..that's about it..kay?

Draco Lover: MWAHA!!! Hehe.I got NO reason to snicker, cuz I'm gonna tell u if harry kills wormtail in this chappie.but still.MWAHA! RevieW!!!! I LUV reviews!! :DDD thx a WHOLE LOT!!!

Demon Wolf: Acko!! U REAlly dun like HARRY!! Hmmm..i never really liked that crazy BWL either..Well..i'll think about ur suggestion...*later chappies* hehehee.Thx for the ReviEWs!!!!!

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END OF A/N!!! *u hear ppl cheering*

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Light of Darkness

Hermione looked frantically around, she couldn't let Wormtail be killed yet, he could be of use to her. Shooting her gaze at Ron, who was pounding on the door, too panicked to try the doorknob, and Harry, who looked ready to kill, she made up her mind.

The BWL had never looked that angry before in his life. Hermione's quick eyes caught Harry whip a wand from underneath her robes, and she had to act fast.

"Stupefy!" She shouted, just as a dark green beam shot from the BWL's wand to the recoiling rat. Harry fell onto the ground, in a daze. Ron turned around at the commotion, and Hermione stupefied him before he could see anything.

Brown eyes flaming, Hermione stalked the rat, and started to step over the sleeping Potter. 'Oh what the hey' she thought, and stepped on Harry's stomach, anger emanating from her in waves.

"Wormtail." She greeted coldly. So Voldemort didn't trust them yet, did he? She scowled momentarily. Picking up the rat, she held it tightly clamped in one hand. With the other, she pried open the window.

"Have a nice flight, Pettigrew." With those last words, Hermione threw the rat out of the window. Pettigrew flailed around for a moment (A/N: just picture a rat trying to fly), and was gone from sight. Hermione had no fear that she'd be seeing that wormy thing again. All that mattered was it was gone for now.

She dusted off her hands, satisfied.

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Draco slowly entered the cubicle, and saw Hermione unceremoniously dumping an unconscious Harry onto a bench.

"Need any help, Ranger?" He asked, by way of starting the conversation. Without waiting for an answer, he picked up the lanky form of Ron and threw him beside the BWL.

"It's Granger, Malfoy." She answered simply.

"So the master didn't tell you yet? You're a Ranger. You should know all about their colourful history." Draco put his hands on his hips, smirking at her. Hermione squinted her eyes in annoyance, not wanting to admit her ignorance. She didn't really care about the switch in last names.

"Why are you here, Malfoy?" she asked, squinting at the boy.

"Well."

Malfoy sat down luxuriously and rested his feet on the bench in front of him. He drawled out the Dark Lord's plans to Hermione, yawning frequently with boredom.

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Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he led the two seventh years to their new rooms.

"So, since you are Head Boy and Girl, you two get your own suite! Hermione, yours is on the right, and Draco, yours to the left. There are each four portals in your rooms, one for each of the houses. You get all free access to all the common rooms." If it was at all possible, his eyes started twinkling more brightly.

"And here comes the good part." He licked his lips, looking like he had an evil plan which would make Draco and Hermione embarrassed. The two of them looked on coldly at the crazy old man.

"The password is what you feel deep inside your heart for the other Head. (boy or girl.)" The crazy old man suddenly smiled wider. "The catch is, you cannot talk for the rest of the day unless you have told at least one other person what you have said to the door." Draco glared at the old man, totally confused.

"A demonstration." Dumbledore suddenly said.

He lightly touched the door, and his mouth started to speak on its own accord.

"Arabella Figgs is hOt!" Draco put his hands over his ears.

"TOO much information!" he burst out. Dumbledore turned a red and dazed face at them, and tried to speak, but nothing came out. He made a movement with his hands that he thought said 'see? I can't talk unless I tell somebody else what I just said!' and smiled widely. Draco thought he was having a stroke.

"Arabella Figgs is hOt!" Dumbledore repeated to them. "See," he said, "Now I can talk again, since I told you two what I told the door!" (A/N; Not tOO confusing, ne?) Headmaster TwinkleEye's eyes twinkled some more. "I'll leave you two to get to know eachother!" he said, and walked away, midnight blue cloak sweeping out behind him.

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Just after he left, Hermione and Draco both collapsed on the ground. They were back to normal, again. Draco knew he had to talk to Hermione about what happened to them, about why he couldn't remember anything during the day...

But one glance at her, and all his thoughts flew out the window, except one. She was-

He couldn't seem to think of anything but her, her brown bushy hair falling past her face to cover her expression. Gently, he lifted her chin up with one hand. Draco's eyes glanced at Hermione's and he held hers with his, almost in a trance. He could stay like this forever, letting himself fall into those warm brown depths called eyes. He never wanted to move again. Slowly, ever so slowly, he put his hand on the door.

"Hermione is beautiful." He breathed softly. "You are beautiful." He repeated again, and touched her chin again with a feather-light finger, brushing away a tear that started to form in the corner of her eye.

A shiver ran up Hermione's spine. She forgot all about the pain that was quickly suffusing her body. She forgot about everything...but the boy in front of her. Her chin tingled where he had touched it, and she unconsciously brushed her hand underneath her mouth. Again he looked like an angel.

She touched the door to their common room lightly. Her breath came rapidly past her throat, and she held eye contact with him.

"Draco is perfect." She whispered. The door opened slowly behind them, screeching on it's hinges. The two teenagers ignored it, still too absorbed in eachother. Suddenly Draco's face was millimeters away from her own. His gray orbs never looked so open.

Draco suddenly tilted his head to the side, just as Hermione leaned in. Midway, Hermione stopped, and looked at him in surprise. Draco, averting his face, slowly stood up. There was a strange emptiness inside him, but he knew what he had to do.

He turned to go into the common room. Suddenly he felt a tap behind him, and felt a body crushed against his own.

"Draco...is perfect." Hermione breathed in his ear, voice tickling the back of his neck, and sending goosebumps up and down his skin.

"I-" he started. Hermione put a hand to his lips, all the while staring into his eyes.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and their trance was broken. Hermione blinked rapidly a few times and dug around for her wand. Draco rubbed his eyes a few times.

"Dra-Malfoy...Does your body feel like it weighs 1000 pounds?" Hermione asked professionally, trying to keep a quaver from her voice. Draco nodded, throwing himself onto a green chair in their common room. "Ok then..." Hermione continued, pointing her wand at him. "Flabilis Aerius." She said, and sent a light blue beam at the boy, then doing the same to herself.

"What is it, Granger?" He asked, feeling a hundred times lighter, and looked at her sadly. He couldn't get close to her...ever. He couldn't trust himself...he...was a Malfoy.

"It makes everything lighter, like air." She told him, then headed for the door. She quickly shooed a confused and worried Potter away, and returned to Draco. She seated herself on a cozy red and gold chair. Then she looked over at Draco's hunched form.

"So..." She started, not knowing how to begin.

"So..." Malfoy joined in quietly.

Hermione looked at Draco, his eyes so sad. Why was he so unhappy? She wanted to put her arms around him, to comfort him, to hear him laugh...

But what was she thinking about? She had more important things at hand. Like finding out the spell that the Deatheaters had put them under and a way to counter it. Hermione blushed slightly, glad at the darkness in the room.

She had already lost control of her emotions before, at the door, and she wasn't going to do the same thing again. Unbidden, her thoughts went back to what had happened moments before.

He had been so close.had he meant to kiss her? She didn't know what she would've done, but she had a hunch. And the answer scared her to death.

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A/N: that's it for now~ I hope you enjoyed this chappie!! It's not going TOO fast, right? Neways, must go do a mural for English now.

Until the next chappie!! :)