The Dream

. . .Draco. He slid his arms around her small waist and helped her up from her knees. His face was full of concern and caring. He pulled her close to him and kissed her. Strangely, she didn't pull back...she enjoyed it. It was full of passion and love. He pulled back and smiled. He pulled her out of the circle and they joined the Deatheaters. Then one of them brought a little boy, who couldn't be any older than 10 and placed him in the circle.

The little boy was trembling. He was wearing muggle clothes, but he didn't look like a muggle. He looked like a wizard. Voldermolt got close and pointed his wand at the boy.

"Crucio", Voldermolt said.

The little boy dropped to his knees and cried out in pain. Hermione could barely stand it. But she couldn't move, she wanted to help him, but she knew that she couldn't. Tears started to find their way in her eyes. Draco pulled her closer and tighten his grip around her waist. She suddenly felt safe in his arms and warm. She felt protected and loved.

She then noticed on her arm was. . .The Dark Mark. She looked at Draco's arm. The Dark Mark was also there but instead it looked like it was fading slowly. Draco saw that his mark was fading, then he stopped fading and grew darker. Then there came a bright light...

End of Dream

She realized that the bright light in her dream was the sun pouring down from the doors that led to her and Draco's private balcony.

She went into the bathroom, and went into the shower. She was just about to get out, when she saw Malfoy come in, still half asleep.

"Malfoy, get out!", she yelled.

"Granger, do you know that the glass is clear?", he said, with a smirk on his face. He was rubbing his eyes to get a better picture of her.

"Just hand me a towel", she said, blushing and annoyed.

Draco handed her a towel, and said, "Getting red are we? Don't worry it won't be the last time I see you like this." Then he went into his room closing the door behind him. 'Why did I just have to say that?', he thought as he closed the door.

'What did he mean by that?', Hermione thought. Then she went into her room. And quickly got changed into some robes. She grabbed her book bag and apparated outside the Great Hall.

She went into the Great Hall, and sat down in her usual spot at the Gryffindor Table. McGonagall passed out the schedules and she quickly looked down where it said Monday.

Monday

Double Potions accompanied by Slytherins

Charms

Lunch

Herbology accompanied by Hufflepuff

Care of Magical Creatures accompanied by Slytherins

Arthimacy

"I have double potions and with the Slytherins. What a way to start the morning.", Hermione said to Ginny, who was sitting across by her.

"Well, I have Charms first, with the Ravenclaws.", Ginny said.

"Hey Ginny, can you come with me to my dorm after dinner?", Hermione asked. Ginny nodded, and began to eat her breakfast.

Then tons of owls came swooping by searching for their owners. About 20 came down at Hermione, who ducked, and dropped letters all over her breakfast. She quickly opened them, most of them said flirty stuff like, 'Looking Good', or "Want to snog some time?'. She just blushed and stuffed them all in her book bag.

Hermione smiled and got up and set off for her first class, the dreaded Potions. When she got there, she was an hour early, so no one was there, not ever Professor Snape. She took a spot at the very back, and took out her schedule to memorize it.

Then suddenly, Draco Malfoy came in, smirked at her and sat in front of her. Then a little later the rest of the class, including Professor Snape came. Harry and Ron sat down around her. Harry on her left, and Ron on her right.

'Welcome to Potions. Since this is the year you take your N.E.W.Ts then we will get busy. We will be making the Desire Potion. Can anyone tell me what it does?", Professor Snape said, in his low, cold, dark voice.

Hermione shot her hand up. Professor Snape glared at Malfoy, so Malfoy raised his hand too. "Mr. Malfoy?", Professor Snape, said pleased to see Hermione disappointed.

"When taken, the Desire Potion, will work almost like the Truth Potion, but the person will fulfill their truest desire, but will forget what they have done afterwards. . .", Malfoy said, thinking that he forgot something.

"You forgot one thing Malfoy. It the one person has the same desire as the other and it involves them the same way, then they will both remember what they have done.", Hermione interrupted proudly.

"10 points from Gryffindor for speaking without being called and for showing off.", Professor Snape said. "Now I will assign partners. Now let me see. . .Potter and Crabbe. Weasley and Goyle. Parkinson and Brown." The list went on and on until Snape finally said, "Malfoy and Granger."

Hermione groaned and moved over to where Malfoy was sitting and sat next to him. She really didn't want to work with him or even talk to him, after what happened this morning while she was taking a shower.

"Now the instructions are on the board. The potion should be done by the end of class. Both partners will take it the same time. You will each take it on Sunday. It will only last for exactly one hour.", Professor Snape said, and then rushed over to Neville. It was only the beginning of class and Neville had already burned a hole through his cauldron.

Hermione got up to get the ingredients as Draco prepared them. By the end of class, Hermione and Draco had made the potion successfully and had bottled it. The bell rung and they left with their friends.

During Charms, Hermione couldn't concentrate. She kept on thinking about the dream. Why had she received the Dark Mark? It was a nightmare. She would never agree to it. Was the dream a vision? Would she get the Dark Mark in the future? Would she be just a slave to the Dark Lord? She couldn't.

She suddenly realized that class was over. Harry and Ron were looking at her and trying to get her attention.

"Hermione. . .are you coming?", Harry said while waving his hand in front of her up and down.

"Uh. . .yeah. Sorry, I wasn't paying attention.", Hermione said gathering her things, and heading to the Great Hall with Harry and Ron.

"But. . .you always pay attention.", Ron said, slowly and confused.

Herbology passed by quick. Hermione earned Gryffindor 50 points total, for answering questions and Neville earned 5 points for volunteering. Neville's favorite class is Herbology. If it wasn't for Hermione then he would have the highest grade. But of course, Hermione had the highest grade in everything.

She was perfect. . .on the outside. She was the smartest witch in Hogwarts. She was the prettiest witch in Hogwarts. She was the bravest witch in Hogwarts. She had battled Deatheaters in their 5th year. She was friends with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. She was also Head Girl. Her life seemed perfect. . .but inside she was lonely and depressed. She had no reason to be. Everyone liked her, everyone but the Slytherins that is. But inside she felt like something was missing. . .

Hermione was running to get to her Arthimacy class. She didn't want to be late. She finally arrived there just in time. She looked around the classroom, breathing heavily, for an empty seat. Her eyes landed on the only empty seat left in the classroom. It was in the very back, where the teacher couldn't see, and it was the seat next to Draco Malfoy.

Hermione groaned and made her way to the seat, dragging her feet all the way. She sat down and hit her head against the desk with a big 'thump'.

Draco chuckled. "Come on Granger. Don't hit your head so hard or you will become thicker then Goyle and Crabbe. Besides, I am not that bad. Am I?"

Hermione gave him a glare. "As a matter-of-fact, yes you are."

"That is just because you don't know me." Draco said getting closer to her.

"And I never will." She said pulling away from him.

Draco just smirked and reached into his book bag. He pulled out a piece of parchment and handed it to Hermione. It was a letter from Dumbledore:

Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger,

I would like you to come to my office during your last class. Please do not mention this meeting to anyone. This only concerns you two. You already know where my hidden entrance is located. The password is 'Sugar Quill'.

Professor Dumbledore,

(Head Master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Worlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

"So, lets go.", Hermione said getting up and heading to Dumbledore's office.

Hermione and Draco went to Dumbledore's office. When they arrived there Dumbledore was sitting down with a Phoenix just like Fawkes on his desk.

"Professor Dumbledore, you wanted to see us?", Hermione asked.

"Yes. Now Mr. Malfoy, show her your arm.", Dumbledore said.

Draco lifted his robs sleeve and there on his skin was The Dark Mark. Hermione couldn't believe it. There had to be an explanation that Draco Malfoy had The Dark Mark and Professor Dumbledore didn't do anything.

"As you may have already figured out. Mr. Malfoy is a spy for The Order of Phoenix. Now we would like you to join him and help us gather information on Voldermolt and his fellow Deatheaters.", Dumbledore said calmly with his usual twinkle in his eye.

Hermione couldn't believe it. Draco Malfoy on the light side? "Uh...sure.", Hermione said. Then she remembered her dream. "I had a dream. In the dream I received The Dark Mark. Will I be getting The Dark Mark?"

"Yes. And while you are undercover you must keep your identity. You must go with them and act like them. If you kill then you will be forgiven. For the greater good must be served.", Dumbledore said. He then picked up the Phoenix and handed it to Hermione. "Here this is my gift to you. She will act just like an owl. Phoenix are reborn in their own ashes, so don't worry she will live for a long time."

Hermione got the Phoenix and patted it. "What is her name?"

"Her name is Fe-Fe.", Dumbledore said. "Also, about your dream. It wasn't really a dream. It was a premonition. As you know Harry gets them, too. You have the Sight. The reason you did not appeal to Divination is because you were trying to hard. You weren't relying on yourself and your heart, you were relying on books. You will be working with Professor Trelawney to develop and mature your ability. Now if there aren't any questions then you may go and get ready for dinner."

Hermione and Draco left and went to their dormitory. Hermione quickly went up to her room and left Fe-Fe to wander around their dormitory. She quickly changed into her casual robes and put on a baby blue tee and jeans under. She put on her make-up and fixed her hair straight with baby blue streaks with a spell.

She walked downstairs to find that Draco was trying to smack Fe-Fe with a book.

"What do you think you're doing with Fe-Fe?", Hermione said, holding her arm out so Fe-Fe could land on it.

"Your bird is so annoying. She keeps on pecking at me.", Draco said, holding out his arm. There was a huge cut that was bleeding.

"Don't worry. Fe-Fe will fix it show how sorry she is. Sit down on the couch.", Hermione said.

As soon as Draco sat down, Fe-Fe came flying down. She started to cry. As her tears fell onto the cut it healed.

Draco was amazed. Hermione just smiled. "Does that make up for what she did?"

"Yeah, I guess. Just make sure she doesn't do it again.", Draco said and gave Fe-Fe a pat. "Come on dinner is about to start."

They walked out of the portrait and they saw Ron and Harry, with a confused look on their face.

"What are you doing with him Hermione?", Ron said, glaring at Draco.

"Ron, Dumbledore just told me. So stop playing around.", Hermione said.

"Oh he did. So are you going to do it?", Harry said. "You know if you do, then you will have to act like you hate us, right?"

"Yeah. But the great good must be served.", Hermione said with a sigh. "We might as well start now. I guess I can sit at the Slytherin table to show that I am no longer friends with you, just in case Voldermolt has some spies."

"Ok.", Harry said and Ron just nodded.

Draco and Hermione walked into together, as friends, and they both sat at the Slytherin table. The Gryffindors watched in horror at their Lioness joined the Slytherin Prince. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs just watched in shock. The Slytherins just watch smirking. Well, most of them did anyway. . .