Authors Notes: Oooh my god! I feel like I abandoned you guys! But don't fret, heres the next chapter. Sorry for being so late but hopefully you'll like it. So as always read and review.

By the way to warn you a head of time, I won't beable to update until Monday. So I'm really sorry, school got me running crazy. I spent 400 bucks just on freaking books! Urgh. Anyways...my bad..go on and read.

Chapter 19: It's Not Over Yet

It seemed like hours had slowly passed by during the time she spent in the room. Her knees were throbbing and her wrists ached. Few footsteps passed by out side the door but no one ever entered to check up on her. She wondered when Harry and Ron would show up and if Draco was now officially a death eater. She also wondered if they had forgotten about her. But then she heard faint murmurs outside her door. She was worried and excited at the same time. She prayed it was her best friends or at least Draco. The door swung open and two hooded men approached inside. Hermione gave a small groan and closed her eyes in fear of what they will do to her.

"Hermione?" A familiar voice spoke and her eyes flew open.

"Ron?" Hermione replied. They both took off their hoods and Hermione gave a thankful smile. It was Harry and Ron, although she had no idea why they were dressed like death eaters.

"Oh Herms, are you okay? Did they do anything?" Harry asked.

"Did they try to kill you? Did they hurt you badly?" Ron added.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Just take me out of these god damned chains" Hermione answered happily. Harry took out his wand and unlatched the invisible chains. Once she was free, she stretched her arms and rubbed her wrists then stood up shaking her legs.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked.

"I've been in that position for hours!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Oh." Ron and Harry said. They both gave her hugs and took her out of the room, half way down the hall Hermione stopped and looked at them quizzically.

"How did you find me? What happened to the death eaters? Why are you dressed like ones?" Hermione began questioning them.

"Ann helped us find you. Dumbledore and the Order are taking care of some death eaters that we attacked. Voldemort disappeared once we arrived here and we dressed like this to get information in where they locked you up." Harry replied.

"What? All that happened and I missed it!"

"You should be happy. I would rather miss it then be tagging along some death eaters acting like one." Ron replied. Hermione gave a weary smile, she was thankful nothing awful happened to her. Harry didn't say anything as they walked through the halls. When they finally came into the living room, they found Dumbledore waiting for them with Ginny and Luna at his sides.

"Hermione!" They ran up to her and hugged her. Hermione felt wanted and missed but yet somewhere inside her was wondering where Draco was and if he was all right. After Ginny and Luna stepped away from her, she took a good look around the living room. There were three death eaters on the ground unconscious.

"Ms. Granger, you are okay I presume." The Head Master said calmly. Hermione nodded and hugged herself. She was perfectly fine, a few bruises here and there but over all fine. "I believe you would like to know everything that had happened tonight while you were held hostage?" He asked. Hermione looked through his half moon glasses and shook her head. What she needed was a good nights rest and Draco. Yes, that's exactly what she needed, Draco Malfoy.

"I'm really tired." Hermione stated quietly. But of course there were many things that ran through her head, where was Draco? Did Dumbledore know? What happened to Voldemort? So many things she wanted answered but she felt drained out. She deserved some rest before the news came out.

"Mr. Weasley will escort you to your dorms safely." Dumbledore said understandingly and Ron nodded his head, even though he didn't have much of a choice. "As for you Harry, I would like to have a word with you alone." Harry nodded but never once gave eye contact to his head master like he always had before. Ron arched his eye brow at him and patted his shoulder.

"You okay mate?" Ron asked.

"Yeah." Harry replied putting his hands in his pockets and looking down at the floor. Hermione was suspicious of his attitude but couldn't understand what was bothering him. She looked over at Ginny and Luna who were guarding the unconscious bodies of death eaters.

"Tonight, I believe we all had quite a fright." Dumbledore spoke once more. "I will speak to all of you in the morning. Ms. Lovegood and Ms. Weasley, thank you for helping. Tonks and Lupen will be here shortly to take care of these men. All of you use this fire place to go back to Hogwarts." Dumbledore pointed to the large black fire place located at the back of the living room. Ron put his arm over Hermione's shoulder and walked her over to the fire place; he picked up some Floo Powder and threw it into the fire. He said his destination clearly and loudly but she didn't really listen to him. Quickly she felt her body being pulled into the fire place and warm heat climb her body then suddenly she landed right outside the perfects common room.

"Herms, did they do anything horrible to you?" Ron asked watching her hug herself.

"Just a few kicks and punches." Hermione replied.

"How...how did you get there, at the Malfoy Manor?" Ron asked.

"That's where we were?!" Hermione asked shaken and surprised. No wonder Draco knew his way around the place.

"Yeah, I was shocked too. I mean when Ann came with a piece of your hair I had no idea you would be taken away there. She said a death eater took you, is that true? Or did Malfoy take you?"

"Where is she now?" Hermione asked ignoring his question about Draco. It was hard enough to get him out of her mind for a minute.

"At the Hospital Wing, being taken care of by Madame Pomfrey until tomorrow." Ron answered hesitantly and Hermione nodded her head. She began to walk towards her stairs when she caught sight of Pansy. Pansy ran over to them swinging her hips like a usual slut.

"Where have you faithful, loyal Perfects been?" Pansy said distastefully. Hermione rolled her eyes at her and continued towards her destination. She looked back at Ron who stood there watching Pansy like an idol and it made Hermione give a snort. If she was dead wrong about caring, charming, oh so lovable Blaise then it was the same for Pansy. She threw herself on her bed and stared at the ceiling. Hermione was supposed to feel lucky, happy and safe but deep down all she wanted was to see Draco and she intended to find him. First was to look in his room after midnight when Ron and Pansy went to bed.

Hermione heard the tapping of an owl after an hour or so had passed by. She took a shower and felt a bit refreshed to be out of clothes she wore for two days straight. She had a nice black tank top and a pair of comfortable sweat pants. Her hair hung in a pony tail since she wasn't really in the mood to fix it up. Hermione walked lazily over to the owl and took the parchment. She opened it and quickly read through it.

Interesting isn't it? I wined up being a servant of the dark lord to save your ass, if I might add, for the third time! I didn't write this to make you feel any worse then you should but just to make sure that you are okay. Luckily that mudblood friend of yours got your golden heroes to save you just in time when our dark lord left. By now you must wonder where I am. If you care that much then you'll know where to find me.

Hermione first was angry at him for rubbing it in her face about him being a death eater and calling her new friend a mudblood but the thought that he was safe and not being tortured made her smile. She ran out the room and down the stairs then ran in the direction of his dorm. She opened the door but didn't find him once she entered. The room was dark so Hermione switched on the lights and felt disappointed. She was hoping he was in his room but then were would he be? Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Draco stood at the door wearing a casual pair of black pants and a black dress shirt. He had a very serious look on his face and his arms were crossed in front of his chest.

"I see you made it." Draco said calmly.

"Yeah." Hermione said stupidly. She couldn't look up at him for some odd reason, she felt horrible. Draco walked over to her and took his hand to lift her chin. That's when she stared up into his grey eyes. He didn't say anything for a minute but just studied her face.

"Why didn't you escape when you had the chance?" Draco asked. Hermione closed her eyes trying hard to not look at him, he looked angry but calm which was not Malfoy like. "Look at me." He commanded. Hermione fluttered her eyes open and stared into his eyes once more. "Why didn't you escape, Granger?" He asked.

"I...I thought that if I was left behind that Dumbledore will come in time to stop you from becoming a-"

"-death eater." Draco finished her sentence.

"Yes." Hermione said slowly unsure about his reactions. It was the first time she had ever seen him so eerily calm. He rubbed her chin with his thumb slowly watching her lips and then slowly looking back up into her eyes.

"Do you want to see it?" He asked. Hermione narrowed her eyes at him, she was a little startled and confused. Draco let go of her chin and stepped back at bit. He raised his dress shirt up and there it was the dark mark on his arm. Hermione unknowingly raised her hand to trace it. Unlike Harry he didn't move away from her, he let her fingers trace around the engraved black skull. It was something she'd never thought she'd see.

"It's a done deal; you're a death eater." Hermione whispered to herself as she took her hand away from him. He fixed his shirt back down and took her arms pulling her closer to him.

"You have no idea what I'm going through but seeing your face makes it worth the trouble." Draco said calmly but still expressionless. Hermione looked up at him stunned by his words.

"You, you didn't have to do it you know. You could have let me die."

"For being the smartest witch in Hogwarts I thought you'd figure it out by now but yet you don't know."

"Know what?" She asked.

"Do I have to spell it out to you Granger?" Draco asked pulling her even closer so that there was barely any space between them. His hands drifted down her arms and landed at her waist, remaining there. "I like you." He said. Hermione felt faint, her stomach tied in knots. Draco Malfoy just told her he liked her and she knew that she had feelings for him as well. A smile came across her face as she watched him. He leaned in slowly resting his forehead against hers.

"Don't bother telling me you like me. I already know." Draco said assuringly. This was the most arrogant and egotistical thing to say but yet it was something expected of him.

"Slytherins will always be Slytherins." Hermione said jokingly stepping back a bit. Draco gave her a smirk, it was at least an improvement on his face which was serious and calm the whole time. Draco wrapped his arms around her waist closing any space whatsoever left.

"Granger, I've waited all day to be this close. Don't you dare ruin it for me." Draco said sternly. Hermione wondered what he had in mind all day and what could possibly happen between them.

"Draco I was wondering, I mean since you and I...well you know...like each other-"

"-Granger, Granger, Granger. Must you jump that far in the game? Just enjoy what we have right now." Draco said soothingly. He leaned in and gave her a small peck on the lips then with drew. Hermione flushed slightly because she wanted more. Draco leaned in again this time made the kiss last a second longer then with drew. What was he trying to do? Hermione raised her arms and rested it on his shoulders. Draco leaned in again but this time whispered to her. "How badly do you want this?" Draco asked brushing his lips seductively against her own. Hermione gave a groan and pulled him back she couldn't hold on any longer. Hermione landed a hard kiss which lead to a hungry, passionate one.

His hands began to message her body, her curves and her sensitive parts. It felt good to have him this close, his smell and taste were exhilarating beyond belief. She moaned into his mouth and began clawing her fingers gently into his hair. Draco released her for a second to take a breather. Hermione just then realized what she was doing and moved away from him. Draco stared at her confused.

"Draco, there's...there's...I mean...you and me. I don't know." Hermione stuttered.

"You're not making sense." Draco said crossing his arms. Hermione put her hand to her face and brushed her hair back. She looked at him for a second, trying to make sense of what she wanted to say to him.

"You're a death eater and a Slytherin, not to mention a Malfoy. We shouldn't be doing any of this, I mean it's wrong. It's like..."

"Have you ever considered not thinking and just doing? Why does everything need to be right for you?" Draco asked.

"You don't understand." Hermione said calmly.

"No, actually I do. How bout we just keep this to our selves?"

"Meaning, forget it ever happened?" Hermione asked disappointedly. She did want a relationship with him, but she knew better then that. He was against her in everything from school to beliefs to friends. Draco placed his hands on her shoulder and looked right at her.

"No, I mean what we do stays between us. All I know, this isn't over." Draco said.

"What? What's not over?" Hermione asked.

"Voldemort, his plans. His vengeance. So as long as he's around, I work for him."

"Basically, we are supposed to be against each other."

"Damn straight." Draco said letting his hands drop to his sides. Hermione felt so confused, she hated the fact that of all people she liked was Draco. Maybe it was the whole heroic thing that got her attracted. Yeah, that was exactly what it was.

"Well, I'll be off to bed then." Hermione said with no emotion. She waited for Draco to step aside but he stood there watching her.

"You're mad that I can't join your little dream team is that it?" Draco asked.

"No."

"So what is it? Is it because I'm a death eater?"

"No."

"Then why are you mad?"

"I'm not mad!" Hermione exclaimed. "I'm just...disappointed. I expected so much more from you."

"Isn't saving your ass enough of an expectation?"

"So? What does being a hero have anything to do with this?!" Hermione yelled angrily. "Harry and Ron saved me a million times but that doesn't mean they should act like some Saints!"

"I'm not acting like a Saint!"

"Then stop rubbing it in my face about being a death eater because of me. I know! And I'm sorry for that."

"I was going to be one, either way." Draco said calmly.

"What?! Why would you want to?" She asked skeptically.

"Like I said before, its either I die or be one. And obviously I wanted to live so I can kiss you." Draco said with a dangerous smirk. Hermione couldn't believe this, she didn't want to be liked by him for just the pleasure of kissing. She stormed passed him but he stopped her.

"Granger!"

"Don't call me that. If you like me call me Hermione. At least respect me that much." Hermione said angrily and ran out the room not once looking back at him. She was furious; she didn't know why she thought so highly of him. He was the same old Draco Malfoy inside. She threw herself on her bed and slowly fell asleep.