I don't own any of this, JKR does and I envy her so.

"So you do know each other. Wonderful." Voldemort said, leaving the room. "Draco, please show Miss Riddle to her room."

"Yes, my lord." Malfoy said bowing. Once the room was empty, he straightened up and looked at Hermione.

"Well, well. I guess I won't be calling you mudblood anymore, now will I?" Malfoy said in a tone much like his father's.

"I guess not."

"Come with me and I will show you your room." Malfoy led Hermione out of the room and down the hallway.

"There are a lot of pictures." Hermione said, breaking the silence. Malfoy looked at her.

"Yeah, I guess." He seemed distracted, but Hermione knew better than to go into it. After all, this was Draco Malfoy.

They reached a large door with the initials K.H.O.R inscribed on it in twisting lettering. Malfoy muttered a spell and the door opened, revealing a large room with a window.

"Its.... Nice." Hermione said, looking around. Malfoy remained at the doorway, watching her as she walked around the room and sat on the bed.

"You can come in, you know." She said to him, trying to be nice but knowing it would be hard.

"No, I can't. There's a spell cast on the door frame. Only those you allow and feel you can trust can come in."

"Oh." Hermione was slightly proud of the fact that he knew she didn't trust him nor want him in her room.

"I really don't feel like having an unforgivable put on me today." The look on Malfoy's face was almost a look of sadness, and Hermione wondered if he had experienced unforgivables on a regular basis.

"I'm leaving." He said rather abruptly. "Hurry up or you'll be late for dinner."

"Wait, where do I go?"

"Down this hall." Malfoy pointed. He turned on his heels and left, leaving Hermione to change into better clothes.

"Snidget." Harry said, stepping into the common room. It was after supper and all he wanted to do is go to sleep. Ron, on the other hand, had other plans.

"Harry! I had a thought."

"Really, Ron? What is it this time?" he replied mockingly.

"Guess who hasn't been at school for a week?"

"Uh..."

"Malfoy! This could lead to something!"

"Why didn't we think of this before?" Harry said, sitting down across from Ron.

"I don't know. If Hermione is with...." Ron paused. "You-know-who... then it makes sense for Malfoy to mysteriously not show up! He is in on this!"

"Well what do we do now? Should we wait until he comes back?"

"Yeah, I reckon so. That's all we can do." Ron gave Harry a hopeless 'sad- puppy' look.
Dinner went rather well on Hermione's part. No one said a word the entire time. She left the dining room feeling slightly uneasy. She would be sleeping in this house, this manor, so far away from Hogwarts and her best friends.

"Hermione- uh, I mean Miss Riddle, may I walk you back to your room?" Malfoy said, stopping her outside the room. She knew he was trying to score brownie points with Voldemort.

"I suppose." Once they were a far distance from the dining room Hermione sighed. "Don't call me 'Miss Riddle', alright? Hermione will do just fine thanks." Malfoy picked up on the annoyed tone and answered quickly.

"Actually, I prefer Granger." At this, Hermione stopped and shot him a look of pure disgust. They continued walking until they stopped at the initialed door.

"Well goodnight, I guess." she said.

"You know, I can take you on a tour if you don't want to retire to your room just yet."

"Voldemort isn't here, you don't need to be a suck up."

"Just follow me." Hermione did as she was told, although she was reluctant. She did in fact loathe Malfoy, but for some reason was happy he was there with her.

Malfoy took Hermione down many hallways and up many flights of stairs, not saying much the whole time, until they reached a small room on the top floor.

"This is my favourite spot." He said, going into the room and standing in front of a small window. Hermione walked beside him and looked out to see the night sky, lit up with a luminous full moon.

"This is beautiful," She said, wondering if Malfoy had another side to him other than the obvious evil one.

"Yeah, and perfect for hitting people below with dung bombs." Nope, she thought. Only one side to him. "You might want to watch your head the next time you are outside." Rolling her eyes, Hermione backed away from the window to look at the objects in the room. Although it was small, the room held a lot of possessions. She picked up a large book that was bound in old leather and brought it to Malfoy.

"What's this?"

"That's my family's history."

"In one book?"

"In one book." Hermione opened the book and flipped through the pages. Various faces looked back at her, most equipped with the Malfoy family scowl implanted on them.

Suddenly they heard footsteps coming down the hallway, and Malfoy grabbed the book from Hermione's hands and threw it on a dresser.

"We shouldn't be here." He said, checking the door to see if the owner of the footsteps had left. "Go back to your room, Granger." The famous scowl was back on his face and he went out the door and down the hall. Hermione wondered about the change of tone as she made her way back down the flights of stairs trying to relocate her room.
A/N- OK I apologize that Draco is kinda OC but if u have ever tried, it is really hard to make him nice without changing his character. so again i apologize, and i promise to include more of the Draco attitude we all know and love. Also, I'm sry that it took so long to update.... I've been busy, sry :(