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A/N: Im sorry it has taken so long to get this up but it has been a hectic Christmas. As always I will reply to the reviewers at the end of this chapter

Chapter 6

At the Slytherin breakfast table Draco was sat in his normal seat, in between Blaise and Goyle. He was obviously deep in thought as he hadn't touched his food, but none of his so called friends had noticed Draco being unusually quiet in fact non of them had noticed that he had changed at all. He didn't join in the conversations they had about being Death eaters and how the Dark Lord was the best wizard of all times. He wouldn't walk with them when they would go to find a random girl to have fun with. He would never join in the taunts of fellow students. He would have done all of that before his mother had died. He would never have admitted his feelings for Granger a Mudblood, but now he can. Now he can do all the things he could never do before. He didn't think of himself as a Malfoy anymore. Legally and in Blood he was, but not in his mind or in his heart. He was something, someone completely different.

He decided that he wasn't going to eat his breakfast instead he went to write a reply to Hermione. As he was at the entrance at the Great Hall he saw Hermione looking behind the hour glass and he saw her shoulders slump in disappointment when she found that she hadn't had a reply. He walked to her.

"Granger. What are you looking behind there for?" Draco said in his normal cold voice. He didn't quite know why he was using the cold voice but he couldn't help it.

"It is none of your business what I am doing. Nor what I am looking for. Now if you don't mind I am going to get some breakfast" and with that she walked away leaving Draco standing there watching her swerve away.

He walked up to his room. He was now more than ever positive that if she found out who he was she would be disappointed. He wanted to know if she would be able to fall in love with him, the real him. Not the Malfoy that the rest of Hogwarts know, not the Malfoy who looked up to his father. No, he wanted to see if she could love him now, the way he his now, a change man.

So he took out a piece of parchment and a quill and began his reply.

Dear Hermione

I am sorry for not replying sooner. I hope you weren't too disappointed when you looked behind the hour glass. I would hate to disappoint you.

It's strange that people often overlook their dreams. Some dreams are useless they have no real meaning what so ever but others have deep meanings.

Often people think that a dream is just a dream, but I think otherwise. A dream can make you realise what you really desire or what mistakes you have made and how you could have made better choices in the first place. But a dream is a haven; a dream is a place where you inner most thoughts and secrets come out. I think the ability to read a dream is a great thing. It helps you to think, say and do things that you would normally never do in real life. It helps you live out your wildest fantasies and replay your favourite moments.

I am sorry that Draco Malfoy has taken the book that you need and I hope that the next time you go into the library, it is there.

I want you to know that the reason I am not telling you who I am is not only because I am scared that you will reject me. I am ashamed of what I used to be, of how I always acted around you, but I can tell you that I have changed.

I hope to receive your reply soon.

I'll wait for you as long as I have to.

Yours forever

Dragon

Draco re-read the letter and once he was happy with it he headed down to the hour glasses to put it there. However when he got there the entrance hall was absolutely packed with students.

He went over to where Blaise, Goyle and Crabbe were standing.

"What has happened? Why are all the students in here and not the Great Hall?"

Blaise looked at Draco, startled that he had just turned up from nowhere.

"Apparently some 7th year has had a breakdown because of the exams they have coming up, they couldn't take the pressure I suppose, must be a mudblood."

"Must be, they are so inferior you wouldn't see us breaking down" Draco replied. He knew that he was using the cold voice that he hated to use, but he knew that if he didn't reply the way he had he knew they would become suspicious. He didn't know why he cared anymore he didn't really I suppose some old habits are just hard to break.

He looked over the heads of the students in front of him and he saw a 7th year Hufflepuff sitting in the floor crying, her friends were around her trying to console her but to no avail. Just then Professor Dumbledore came waltzing into the entrance hall.

"Come on now dear things can't be that bad. I am sure that you will pass"

The girl looked up at Dumbledore "You have no idea the amount of stress I am under. I have been expected to follow in the footsteps of my father. He works in the ministry he is an aurora I am expected to become one too, but the work is too hard. I am going to let him down. I just…. Can't take it"

Dumbledore smiled at her and bent down to help her up.

"I think that I have a solution to this. I know that many students in their 7th year are having the same doubts. So I think that it would be a good idea for those students to form study groups. Have someone help you on your weaker subjects and help other students with you stronger subjects. I think that it would be of great benefits to you all. You can either start your own study group or got to your Head Boy and Girl for guidance. I am sure that they will be more than happy to help. Now I think that everyone is late for class so off you all go"

Dumbledore walked away smiling, and the whole of the school felt uplifted. 'How can he do that? How can he say a few words and make so many people feel better. They were right. He is truly a great man' Draco stood alone in his thoughts he decided that it was too late to put the note behind the hour glasses, so he decided to put it there later.

He then followed the rest of the Slytherins to the dungeons. They had potions with the Gryffindors. This used to make him happy for a different reason. He used to love to go and see Snape sneer at Potter but now, now the reason that he loved to go was because Hermione was there. He would usually get on with his work or at least try to but now all he could do was look at her working. He could spend eternity just staring at her, watching her every move. He knew that made him sound like a stalker but he didn't care that was how he felt. That is what it feels like to be in love.

He decided that after potions he would put the letter behind the hour glasses for her to find.

Hermione decided that she would wait until dinner to look at the hour glass for a reply. She didn't want to risk it; she didn't want anyone seeing her, like Malfoy had seen her this morning. Someone would undoubtedly figure out that she was looking for something and then someone would find her letters before she had chance to read them. She couldn't let that happen. So she would slip out there during dinner, just make up an excuse that she has forgotten something, and get the letter hopefully unnoticed.

That dinner she made her excuses and went out to see if Dragon had replied and he had, as she picked up the letter she put it inside her robes and couldn't stop smiling when she entered the Great Hall again.

"Hermione, why are you smiling like that?" Ron asked through a mouthful of mash potato.

"Smiling, like what?" Hermione asked innocently

"Like you have just been given a million galleons"

"Oh don't be ridiculous Ronald. You know very well that people don't go around giving out galleons, besides is it illegal for me to smile now?"

Ron looked at Harry whose mouth was hanging low. "Erm I suppose not" He continued to eat his meal in silence.

Draco looked up at Hermione and saw that she was smiling. Her smile reached from ear to ear and he wondered what could make her so happy. Just then she moved to reach her pumpkin juice and he saw the letter sticking out of her robes.

Was it him who made her smile like that? Just a letter from him could make her smile that much? He wondered if she would smile that much if she knew he was writing the letters.

A/N: I hope it was worth the wait please review.

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Etcies: I put Draco reading aloud because I wanted to make it seem like the films when the person writing it started of the letter but the person reading the letter was reading the rest. But apparently I couldn't pull it off. Never mind. Thanks for reviewing and I hope you review to this chapter.

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Monica7725: I didn't write that intentionally however I did notice it once you had pointed it out. I suppose they are more alike than they think. Yes I think it is great new too that the book is finally being released.