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"I hate to do this, but I should get to bed. I have Quidditch practice early tomorrow morning." She nodded.
"I'm feeling sorta tired myself." She said, picking up Harry's Invisibility cloak. Draco leaned down and kissed her again, and then put the cloak on, disappearing completely. Hermione did the same and followed him out the trap door. They got to the bottom of the steps and Hermione bumped into Draco.
"Hey!" He said.
"Sorry," she mumbled. "Hey! Wait!" She said as he moved off. She heard him stop.
"Yeah?"
"Let me see if its all right for you to go," she pulled out the Marauder's Map a bit hesitantly. From where he stood Draco walked over.
"It's alright. I won't tell anyone. I swear it." He said, and reached out to touch her shoulder. He grabbed air and laughed. She smiled and flipped the hood down. "Okay, that's just creepy." He said as her head seemed to float in thin air. She held out the map.
"You better go quietly. Filch is down there."
"Thanks. And I mean it. I will not tell anyone that I know about that. It figures Potter would have something like that." Hermione frowned. "Sorry, Harry."
Hermione pulled the hood back up and his the map in the cloak and started walking down a corridor.
"Bye." Draco whispered, and she could hear his breath disappear down a flight of stairs. Soon Hermione was at the portrait, and luckily, the woman was there, and awake.
"Elmaera Torvino." Hermione whispered. The lady nodded, confused, and looking around.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Hermione."
"Oh, meeting with your friend. Have a nice night." She said, politely. Hermione was a bit confused, the portrait was never that nice. She climbed into the hole and walked past the dim fire, only to hear a cough behind her. She froze, the cloak still on, and turned to see who it was.
"Hermione Granger." Professor McGonagall was standing there, with her arms crossed. Hermione didn't move. "Don't think I can't see you, because I know exactly where you are." Hermione sighed and pulled the hood down. "Now what in blazes were YOU of all people doing out this late?"
"I was, studying in the Astronomy Tower." Hermione said quietly, wishing she had thought to bring her books. She didn't think anything like this would have happened though.
"Where are your books?"
"I didn't bring them," she hung her head.
"Follow me." McGonagall turned and Hermione followed her out of the portrait again, pulling the cloak off completely, and wrapping the Marauder's Map in it. They arrived at McGonagall's office quickly and Hermione walked in and sat in one of the chairs.
"Frankly I'm quite surprised with you, Ms. Granger. I didn't think a student like you would be sneaking around the school this late at night." Hermione hung her head in shame, tears springing to her eyes. "Will you please tell me what you were doing there this late?" Hermione sighed.
"I was meeting with someone."
"Oh? Who?"
"Draco Malfoy," Hermione whispered. McGonagall leaned forward.
"Who?" She asked again, not sure if she heard right.
"Draco Malfoy," Hermione said, a little louder.
"May I ask why?"
"I'd prefer if you didn't," Hermione blushed.
"Oh. I see. Hermione, it's alright to like someone from a different house, but getting involved with Mr. Malfoy, of all people!"
"But you know, he's changed! He really has."
"I'm sure he has, but I'm surprised with you Hermione. Five points from Gryffindor for sneaking out tonight. Why didn't you just come talk to me?"
"I told Draco we should tell someone, but he figured no one would care."
"Of course we care. But let me ask you something. Why him?"
Hermione blushed. "I don't know."
"I see. You'd rather not discuss it, and forgive my intrusions in your private affairs. But next time you would like to secretly meet with him, tell someone first?"
"Who could I possibly tell that wouldn't hate me for it?!" Hermione almost yelled.
"You can tell me, or Professor Dumbledore. And I'm sure by now Severus knows." Hermione groaned and put her head in her hands. "I'll escort you back to the dorms, but do get some sleep."
Hermione followed McGonagall out of her office and back to the Gryffindor Common room. She nodded goodbye and walked up to her room, throwing herself onto her bed, not bothering to change, and fell asleep.
Draco walked into the Slytherin common room and froze when he saw his head of house standing there, directly in front of the door, arms crossed and eyes narrowed.
"Draco Malfoy!" Draco swallowed and pushed back the hood, his eyes wide.
"Yes, sir?" He almost squeaked.
"TEN POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN FOR BEING OUT WHEN YOU HAVE QUIDDITCH PRACTICE IN THE MORNING!" He roared. Draco winced. "To my office. NOW!"
Draco turned and followed Snape to his office, and said in a chair in the cold dungeon room. Snape didn't sit, but leaned over the hunched over students, cloak in his arms.
"What were you doing out there?"
"Talking to someone."
"Who?"
"I don't feel like talking about it tonight, sir. I'm rather tired, and as you said I have Quidditch practice in a few hours so I-"
"I asked you WHO!"
"Hermione Granger." Draco winced, gritting his teeth.
"And what were you doing with her?"
"Just- Just talking. I swear!"
"Why did you decide to do it so late at night?"
"Be- because we didn't want anyone to know. Even though Pansy does." He spat. Snape stood up straight.
"Oh. I see. I thought you always hated Ms. Granger."
"I grew up." He said, a little coldly. Snape nodded.
"I'll deal with this in the morning. Get to bed. NOW!" Snape yelled again. Draco stood and threw his Invisibility Cloak over his head and ran out the door, and back to the common room. Once there he sprinted up to his room and ripped off his shoes, climbing into the safety of his bed.
"Hermione, forgive me for telling him." He groaned, and closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep.
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"I hate to do this, but I should get to bed. I have Quidditch practice early tomorrow morning." She nodded.
"I'm feeling sorta tired myself." She said, picking up Harry's Invisibility cloak. Draco leaned down and kissed her again, and then put the cloak on, disappearing completely. Hermione did the same and followed him out the trap door. They got to the bottom of the steps and Hermione bumped into Draco.
"Hey!" He said.
"Sorry," she mumbled. "Hey! Wait!" She said as he moved off. She heard him stop.
"Yeah?"
"Let me see if its all right for you to go," she pulled out the Marauder's Map a bit hesitantly. From where he stood Draco walked over.
"It's alright. I won't tell anyone. I swear it." He said, and reached out to touch her shoulder. He grabbed air and laughed. She smiled and flipped the hood down. "Okay, that's just creepy." He said as her head seemed to float in thin air. She held out the map.
"You better go quietly. Filch is down there."
"Thanks. And I mean it. I will not tell anyone that I know about that. It figures Potter would have something like that." Hermione frowned. "Sorry, Harry."
Hermione pulled the hood back up and his the map in the cloak and started walking down a corridor.
"Bye." Draco whispered, and she could hear his breath disappear down a flight of stairs. Soon Hermione was at the portrait, and luckily, the woman was there, and awake.
"Elmaera Torvino." Hermione whispered. The lady nodded, confused, and looking around.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Hermione."
"Oh, meeting with your friend. Have a nice night." She said, politely. Hermione was a bit confused, the portrait was never that nice. She climbed into the hole and walked past the dim fire, only to hear a cough behind her. She froze, the cloak still on, and turned to see who it was.
"Hermione Granger." Professor McGonagall was standing there, with her arms crossed. Hermione didn't move. "Don't think I can't see you, because I know exactly where you are." Hermione sighed and pulled the hood down. "Now what in blazes were YOU of all people doing out this late?"
"I was, studying in the Astronomy Tower." Hermione said quietly, wishing she had thought to bring her books. She didn't think anything like this would have happened though.
"Where are your books?"
"I didn't bring them," she hung her head.
"Follow me." McGonagall turned and Hermione followed her out of the portrait again, pulling the cloak off completely, and wrapping the Marauder's Map in it. They arrived at McGonagall's office quickly and Hermione walked in and sat in one of the chairs.
"Frankly I'm quite surprised with you, Ms. Granger. I didn't think a student like you would be sneaking around the school this late at night." Hermione hung her head in shame, tears springing to her eyes. "Will you please tell me what you were doing there this late?" Hermione sighed.
"I was meeting with someone."
"Oh? Who?"
"Draco Malfoy," Hermione whispered. McGonagall leaned forward.
"Who?" She asked again, not sure if she heard right.
"Draco Malfoy," Hermione said, a little louder.
"May I ask why?"
"I'd prefer if you didn't," Hermione blushed.
"Oh. I see. Hermione, it's alright to like someone from a different house, but getting involved with Mr. Malfoy, of all people!"
"But you know, he's changed! He really has."
"I'm sure he has, but I'm surprised with you Hermione. Five points from Gryffindor for sneaking out tonight. Why didn't you just come talk to me?"
"I told Draco we should tell someone, but he figured no one would care."
"Of course we care. But let me ask you something. Why him?"
Hermione blushed. "I don't know."
"I see. You'd rather not discuss it, and forgive my intrusions in your private affairs. But next time you would like to secretly meet with him, tell someone first?"
"Who could I possibly tell that wouldn't hate me for it?!" Hermione almost yelled.
"You can tell me, or Professor Dumbledore. And I'm sure by now Severus knows." Hermione groaned and put her head in her hands. "I'll escort you back to the dorms, but do get some sleep."
Hermione followed McGonagall out of her office and back to the Gryffindor Common room. She nodded goodbye and walked up to her room, throwing herself onto her bed, not bothering to change, and fell asleep.
Draco walked into the Slytherin common room and froze when he saw his head of house standing there, directly in front of the door, arms crossed and eyes narrowed.
"Draco Malfoy!" Draco swallowed and pushed back the hood, his eyes wide.
"Yes, sir?" He almost squeaked.
"TEN POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN FOR BEING OUT WHEN YOU HAVE QUIDDITCH PRACTICE IN THE MORNING!" He roared. Draco winced. "To my office. NOW!"
Draco turned and followed Snape to his office, and said in a chair in the cold dungeon room. Snape didn't sit, but leaned over the hunched over students, cloak in his arms.
"What were you doing out there?"
"Talking to someone."
"Who?"
"I don't feel like talking about it tonight, sir. I'm rather tired, and as you said I have Quidditch practice in a few hours so I-"
"I asked you WHO!"
"Hermione Granger." Draco winced, gritting his teeth.
"And what were you doing with her?"
"Just- Just talking. I swear!"
"Why did you decide to do it so late at night?"
"Be- because we didn't want anyone to know. Even though Pansy does." He spat. Snape stood up straight.
"Oh. I see. I thought you always hated Ms. Granger."
"I grew up." He said, a little coldly. Snape nodded.
"I'll deal with this in the morning. Get to bed. NOW!" Snape yelled again. Draco stood and threw his Invisibility Cloak over his head and ran out the door, and back to the common room. Once there he sprinted up to his room and ripped off his shoes, climbing into the safety of his bed.
"Hermione, forgive me for telling him." He groaned, and closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep.
Sorry this one is short, but I have to go to work. ::pouts:: Maybe I'll get another one up tonight, IF you guys start reviewing again! I only got one for the last chapter so far. ::Sniff sniff:: Makes me sad! Review if you like them! Later!