As Draco settled down in his chair he was sure he was forgetting something. Oh well, it will come to me.

Meanwhile the three Gryfindore's were waiting in the library. "Ugh, that's it I'm going down there and dragging him if I have to." Hermione declared standing up to gather her bag.

"What are you talking about? Why don't we just do it, that way we don't have to deal with the little prat." Harry said standing up.

Hermione rolled her eyes, and headed towards the library door. She swept down the stairs Ron and Harry at her heels. She walked up to the Slytherin portrait. "Password please?" The portrait asked.

"Well I don't know it, I was wondering if you could please go get Draco Malfoy for me?"

"I suppose, but a nice girl like you, beyond me what you would want with Malfoy." The portrait muttered heading off.

They stood there for what felt like eternity before the portrait swung open revealing Draco leaning against the doorframe he cocked an eyebrow.

"Where have you been? You were suppose to meet us in the library nearly an hour ago." Hermione said nearly coming unglued at him.

"It didn't fit in to my schedule." He drawled.

"Ugh I could kill you!" Hermione yelled.

"You could try mud-blood but I don't think much would happen. Now," he brushed passed them and headed towards the stairway, "since you've already disturbed my day I suppose I could work on this little project."