A/N Okay, this is my first shot at a fanfic. It's an idea I've had for a while. If you guys like it, and want me to continue please review and let me know!

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Summary: A mysterious man feeds Hermione information about the dark side. Who is this man? And what happens when Hermione finds out who it is? Eventual DM/HG and HP/GW

Dark Classroom: Chapter 1

Hermione Granger was on her way back to the dormitories from the library. It was her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She knew that back in the dorms, Harry and Ron would be waiting for her. They always did, even though she told them they didn't need to. They were the best friends a girl could ask for.

Harry, though had been having some difficult times lately. Last year, he lost his Godfather, Sirius Black. Needless to say, Harry was devastated. He still hadn't gotten completely over it, Hermione could tell, but he's been doing better, smiling more, and laughing more as well. Ron, on the other hand, was the same as ever, he loved eating and always could make you smile with his sense of humor. Ron could, however, still infuriate Hermione like no other.

Thinking about all of this, Hermione turned the corner on her way to the moving staircases that led to Gryffindor Tower. She had hardly turned the corner when a strong arm encircled her around the stomach and a hand had clamped her mouth shut, all before she had a chance to react.

"Shhh…I'm not going to hurt you," the attacker, a male, judging by his voice, whispered.

Hermione struggled and tried to wriggle out of his grasp, all the while being dragged into an empty classroom. Upon noticing this, Hermione's panic level increased about ten fold. She thrashed about trying to get free, but the man's hold on her was too strong. She tried looking around to find anything that could help her, but it was too dark to see anything.

"Just calm yourself would you? I want to help you...help the light." At this, Hermione's curiosity piqued. What is this man be talking about? "Okay, I'm going to take my hand off your mouth now, if you promise not to scream." Hermione nodded, why did he sound so familiar, and he removed his hand.

After catching her breath, Hermione asked, "What?"

Still holding her firmly about the stomach, not letting her turn around, the man answered. "I know things…about him…about….V-V-Voldemort." God, he was still petrified of saying the damn name. "And I want to help the light side, your side. And I want you to be my…go-between, so to speak."

"Me? Why not go to Dumbledore?" Hermione asked, wondering if this was all a trick, some sort of ploy to feed the light wrong information. Hermione knew she had to play along. She hardly had a choice, she knew this man could hurt her if he wanted to, and it wasn't as if she could get away.

The man snorted. "Because. I hardly wish to speak to the old bat myself. Anyway, I do not wish to it be known by him. You are not to tell anyone of our meetings. I mean…If you agree." Suddenly he was not so sure of this. Was I wrong to trust her?

Hermione decided to go along with it, just in case it wasn't some sort of trick, added to the fact that this man still had a tight grip around her belly. "Okay." The man breathed a sigh of relief next to Hermione's head.

"Listen…"

Shortly after being let go by the strange man, Hermione was once again on her way to the dorms. The man had told her of an attack that was to happen this weekend courtesy of the Death Eaters, Voldemort's henchmen. Her mind was in a whirl. Was it a trap? Was it true? What should I do now? I need to tell Dumblemore…

Hermione made a quick turnabout and marched her way to Dumbledore's office. She approached the stone gargoyle, only to realize she didn't know the password. Damn.. "Umm…Whizzing Whizbees! No…umm…Sugar quills! Chocolate frogs!" Why didn't I listen more often when Ron was talking about food…

"Ms. Granger? What are you doing here?"

Hermione turned. It was Professor McGonagall. "I really need to speak with the headmaster. It's urgent, professor."

McGonagall knew that Hermione would not be trying to get into the Headmaster's office for no reason. "The password's 'Skittles'." The gargoyle sprung to life. Hermione got onto the moving stairway.

"Thanks, Professor." Skittles??

Hermione knocked once on the Headmaster's door. "Come in." Hermione entered. "Ah, Ms. Granger, to what do I owe this pleasure?" Hermione hesitated a bit. "Sit down my dear. Can I offer you a lemon drop?" Hermione shook her head. She opened her mouth once, and then closed it again. She did this a few times before Dumbledore finally said, "Come child, what is on your mind?"

"Well… you see headmaster…"

"Yes," Dumbledore gently prodded.

"I have some information…um..regarding….well, regarding a possible..um..Death Eater attack due to take place this, uh, weekend. And I can't tell you how I know," Hermione added hastily.

"I see." Dumbledore, wise in his old age, knew not the push certain things. "And what this information that you know?"

Hermione proceeded to tell the Headmaster all of the specifics, including the where and when. "But you see, I'm not sure if it is all true. It could be a trap, Professor Dumbledore. It could be…oh, I don't know." She didn't know what to think. It was getting late, and the events of the night were taking a toll on her.

After the meeting with Dumbledore, she was once again on her way to the dorms. Hopefully this time she would make it. Dumbledore said he would give her information to the order, and do what was appropriate, yada, yada. She definitely needed to rest now. Finally she arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Password?"

"Wendelin." The portrait swung open, admitting Hermione to the common room. It was close to eleven o'clock now, and except for a few doing last minute homework assignments, everyone had gone up to bed, including Harry and Ron. Hermione felt a little guilty about that, they were probably waiting a long time for her.

Then, she saw a note tacked to the side of the stairs leading to the Girls' dormitories. It was from Harry and Ron.

Hermione,

Sorry we couldn't stay up for you, but it was getting late, and Ron was practically falling asleep on top of me, so we decided to head up to bed. Anyway, see you in the morning! Good night!

Sweet dreams,

Harry and Ron

Those too could always make her smile. When Hermione finally got into bed she fell asleep the minute her head hit the pillow.

Weeks had passed. It turned out the strange man had been right about the attack, and about the subsequent information he had been feeding Hermione. He had said that first night he'd keep in touch. His form of communication was via owl. The first message had read "I have information for you. Meet me in the same classroom as before. Tonight." And so the meetings in the dark classroom began. All subsequent owls from the mystery man had been shortened to read only "Tonight."

The information he gave Hermione, which she gave Dumbledore, was apparently very valuable. Not even Snape could offer information such that she could. And true to her word, no one knew of her source. Hell, she didn't even know. He always came to the classroom in robes, with a hood always covering his face. She couldn't discern a single feature on his face. She was curious to know who it was.

It plagued her. Well, not plagued, but it really bothered her. A lot. She thought about it often. Who it could be. She was thinking about this on her way to Potions one day with Harry and Ron (who had miraculously gotten an O on his Potions OWL.) Walking to the dungeons, she caught snippets of conversions around her.

"And then he went to…."

"The Chudley Cannons whipped the Irish…."

"Jeez, Pansy, just calm down for a minute would you?"

"So then…" Wait! Just calm down a minute would you? Where have I heard that before? Hermione repeated the phrase over and over in her mind until it finally clicked where she had heard it before. That night the man had taken me!! And it sounds exactly like him! It's him! Quickly, Hermione turned to see who had said it. When she did, it was the shock of a lifetime.

"Malfoy!??!"

A/N If you guys liked it, please review! The next chapter should be up by next week!