Chapter 5: Draco Takes a Truth Potion

A/N: This Chapter is Rated PG-16 to R for a short time.

A/N: I do not own the song Hero. Enrique Iglesias and the people who help him make it do. So please don't sue me I have no money. I just thought it would be perfect for this chapter.

Hermione walked into her new common room and smiled. It was decked out beautifully, and the colors were amazing, purple and silver. There were book cases against two of the walls, lined with all sorts of books. To her right she saw two staircases leading upward and against the wall the door was a giant painting of the founders. Hermione walked over to one of the couches and sat down and stared into the fire.

Draco stood in the shadows next to the window. 'Gods she is so beautiful.' He watched Hermione sit in front of the fire the light caught her hair and Draco felt his knees go weak. 'Wow, I really must be in love.' Then it hit him, he was really in love with Hermione Granger. Draco wanted to do nothing more then run though the hallways screaming his undying love for this girl. He knew that he could never make up for the things he said to her. But at least he knew why he felt the stab of pain in his heart every time he made fun of her. But she had gotten him back in their fourth year, well third too. He wondered if she ever told Potter and Weasley what happened. No, she went to Moody, well fake-Moody herself and talked him into doing what he did in DADA class by herself. He remembered what happened in their third year.

"Watch where you are going Granger," Draco said and he looked up and saw raw fury in her eyes.

"Watch where going Malfoy." Hermione said.

"What a matter Granger?" Draco started, "Did Potty and Weasel for get to invite you for a fuck last night? I feel some pity for Mudblood not knowing what a real man should feel like. So who takes up the front and who…" But Draco never got to finish because Hermione had her wand out and turned him into a ferret. She was towering over him a dark look on his face.

"Now listen here, boy who would be king of the ferrets." Hermione started her voice soft and venomous. "If you don't cut your fucking shit out, next time I will keep you as a ferret and reintroduce you to Fang," She waved her wand and Draco was back to normal, "Got that Malfoy?" First Draco was too amazed to do anything. I mean she was only a third year like him, only McGonagall could do stuff like that. Then he recovered,

"Are you threatening me Mud…"

"No Malfoy I am telling you!" She said in that same whisper and then turned and walked away.

"Was it a long broom ride?" Hermione's voice snapped Draco back into the present. 'Bloody hell, how did she know I got here by broom.' I walked over to the sofa and sat down next to her. Draco didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to say. He just confessed to himself that he was in love with girl.

"Umm.. Hermione," Draco started and he almost smiled at Hermione's face her eyes wide with shock, "Do you know what this is?" He held up a clear vile with a white thing liquid in it. Hermione took it and smelled it.

"Truth Potion." She stated knowing her answer was correct and knowing the potion was brewed correctly. Before she could stop him Draco took in back and drank it. "What are you doing?"

"Please hear me out Hermione," Draco said and stared into her eyes, "My father wanted me to take the mark tonight. You know why I didn't." Hermione nodded 'no', "You Hermione, you are the reason I didn't take the mark. I love you Hermione, wow the was so easy to say but so hard too. You have always been so brave. I know I have been evil to you but I had too. If my father knew I loved you since our third year he would have killed you. I rather be alone and I rather my soul have been taken away then see you die. So I tormented you and my heart broken every time I did. Even though you always had a better come back. If Krum would have done anything to you I would have killed him. Gods Hermione I wanted so much that night to take in my arms that night and hold you all night. . Please forgive me for all I did to you." He looked up at her and saw tears in her eyes.

"I don't know what to say," Hermione, "I love Harry." Draco face fell and then he looked back up at her.

"Hermione that okay he will take good care of you," Draco could feel his heart breaking.

"Mal..Draco I don't know what to feel now." Hermione said reaching out and taking his hand. Hermione moved close to him and he wrapped his arms around her. Draco waved his wand and said a charm and music began to play. He sang softly with the song.

Would you dance if I asked you to dance?

Or would you run and never look back?

Would you cry if you saw me crying?

And would save my soul tonight?

Would you tremble if I touched your lips?

Or would you laugh? Oh, please tell me this.

Would you die now for the one you love?

Oh hold me in your arms tonight.

I can be your hero baby

I can kiss away your pain

I will stand by you forever

You can take my breath away

Would you swear that you'll always be mine

Or would you lie? Would you run and hide?

Am I in to deep? Have I lost my mind?

I don't care. You're here tonight.

I can be your hero baby

I can kiss away your pain

I will stand by you forever

You can take my breath away.

'I love Harry right?" Hermione thought as Draco placed a kiss on the top of her head. 'So why does this feel so right?' She sighed and leaned her head against Draco chest.

"What now?" She asked him.

"Shouldn't you write Potter and Weasley?" Draco said. She knew she should but right now everything was wonderful and she felt so safe and warm. She was scared that if she let go now she would wake up and it would all be a dream.

"Let Dumbledore write them." She said as she closed her eyes and felt Draco rest his head on hers.

Somewhere deep in the castle Professor Albus Dumbledore sat down to write a letter to the Mrs. Weasley. He finished the letter and let an school owl take it before he went to bed. He fell asleep with his eyes twinkling brighter then they ever been.