Disclaimer: If you are reading this chapter you should know that I don't own anything related to Harry Potter.

Author's Note: Sorry I didn't put an author's note on the last chapter, I was kinda out of it. But anyway! I am so glad you all hated the way I ended the last chapter laughs evilly. It was a very mean cliff hanger, I agree. But I can be evil like that sometimes. Now would you all like to continue with the story? Sees everyone nod yes. Ok then, on ward!

Chapter 9

Malfoy stared at her motionless body on the floor. He walked towards her, thinking how very bad this was. True, she was his worst enemy. But she was just laying there, basically lifeless. He had no idea what to do. He bent down, and very carefully turned her over. He was met with something he didn't like-

"MUDBLOOD I SWEAR!!" Malfoy yelled as he stood up and looked down at a laughing Hermione.

"Oops, did I scare you Malfoy?" Hermione asked straightening herself up. "Oh by the way, language, that one really hurt Malfoy."

"That was a rotten trick."

"What is this, do you actually care that I don't get hurt? Do my ears decieve me?" she asked while putting her hand to her ear as she got settled in her bed.

"NO, I don't care about you, its just, well when something like that happens its only natural for a person to freak out."

"What ever, well I think I am going to try and get some sleep." with that being said, Hermione turned her back to Malfoy just in time to not see him mutter-

"I'll get you back Mudblood."

Hermione woke up at who-knew-what time in the middle of the night, cold as could be. She stayed in be for a while, staring at the ceiling. She was wondering what had made the temperature drop so quickly. Maybe it was raining again, or maybe even snowing. She didn't really care, all she cared about was getting warmer.

She sat up, reached for her robe, put it on, and laid back down, thinking that may have helped. But, it didn't. Hesitantly, she got up and began to pace around the room trying to warm herself. She walked around the table so many times that she lost count. She sat down in a chair, then stood up, then sat down again-

"Must you make so much noise?" Malfoy had apparently woken up, "Jesus, there is some one else in this room who would enjoy some sleep."

"I am trying to warm myself up, I'm cold," Suddenly the room changed, it wasn't cold anymore. It was nice and toasty, it felt like a fire was burning and warming up the whole room. "Well, I was,"

Hermione woke up later that day at the same time that Malfoy did. They were both greeted by the smell of lunch. They both got up, faltering in step and colliding right into each other.

"UGH, watch it!" Hermione half groaned half yelled.

"You watch it!"

They both got up and sat down at the table, eating slowly, due to them being half asleep.

Hermione was staring out into space again, when it happened again. The same stone, shimmered. It shimmered like it was intentional. Why does it keep doing that? But her thoughts were, all to soon, interrupted.

"Did you just see that?" Malfoy spoke up.

"See what?"

"That stone, that stone shimmered, like-"

"-like it did it intentionally." Hermione finished his sentence.

Malfoy looked at her, "So we both agree that we saw it?"

"Yeah, but that wasn't the first time I saw it, it was like the third." Hermione almost sounded bored.

"This place is starting to freak me out." Malfoy said, staring at the stone, waiting to see if it was going to do it again.

"Yeah, me too"

"Boy, do I have to go to the bathroom."

"Mind keeping that information to yourself Malfoy? I don't really want to hear about your bathroom needs." Hermione said looking up from her bed.

Malfoy ignored her and continued on; "When do you think the bathroom is gonna show up?"

"Well considering we just ate lunch, pretty soon." No sooner did Hermione speak, did the bathroom door appear.

"I think I am going to try the bath tub."

"No pun intended, but what ever floats your boat," Hermione replied smirking. Malfoy grabbed is knife, the piece of wood he was carving, and his wand and walked into the bathroom chuckling.

"OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW" Malfoy screamed as he came walking out of the bathroom. Hermione, who had been day dreaming about all of her missed homework, quickly looked up.

"What did you do?"

"I was carving as I walked out of the bathroom and I cut myself." Hermione looked at his hand as she got up and walked over to him seeing blood coming badly form it.

She was about to tell him that she needed more of his robe for a bandage when she realized something.

"Why you little sneak!" Malfoy started to laugh even harder than he already was when she said that.

"This," he said as he wiped the fake blood off his hand, "Granger, was for making me think that you were unconscious"

"Nice, move Malfoy, but two can play at that game." she said, smirking.

"Oh really?"

Author's Note: There you have it chapter 9! I know it is kinda short, but my mind is cramping, kinda at a writer's bloke here. But anyway!

Chelsea Frog: Congratulations! You guessed correctly, Hermione was playing a trick, good job!

Crystal369: To tell the truth, Dumbledore isn't behind all of this. Well at least I think he isn't. I write the story as I go along, so that may change, but as of now, he is not!

Thanks to everyone else who reviewed, glad you all like it so much! Remember, it you have any questions regarding this room please ask! Like I said before I will try to explain as much as I can in the chapters. Taw, taw for now! [=)