Just as the train came to a halt Hermione noticed How much Draco had…Changed.

Hermione's POV: He hasn't insulted me at all today…may be he really changed, but, well…or may be he's just like this, when he's not around his parents…he can be sweet, and quite charming too….Wait! I am not thinking this am I? well, better start a conversation before I actually start believing it…Malfoy is nothing but a cruel son of a bitch, and he will never, NEVER change.

End of POV

So…Where are we? Hermione asked pulling the thoughts out of her mind, trying time and time again to ignore the little glimpses, and grins Draco gave to himself as if complementing his though or protecting a secret from being told.

This is not our destination, however, the cart is here, would you like something?

No, thank you. I think there's enough food in here for the next two months.

Yeah, little snacks. He answered on a tone of voice Hermione had never heard before from him, and a tiny smile somewhere hidden as if wishing nobody saw it.

What was that? Hermione asked wondering about this motion, surprised noticing she had never seen Draco happy, or at least smiling.

What was what?

The smile, you smiled at me, and your voice, it sounded…I don't know…

I don't smile! He tone he had used no more than two minutes before…and yes, I admit it, the voice, my voice was the voice of a person who CARES about another… and I care about you, if I don't you might get caught running away, if you get caught, I get screwed over… so technically, I have to care or I'll get caught.

Excuse me, I was invited by you, it's not like I'm doing this for fun, and then Hermione's tone of voice went from totally angry… to totally scared. If I don't get away now, only God will know what may happen to me.

You must be foolish to even think GOD wants to help you, if he does… then why did HE do this to you on the first place, why did HE let Oliver touch you like that, how did Oliver get away with it so easily, you know, I used to think there was a God too, and then.- He stopped talking and turned to face the window and look out to the terrible weather with clouds and rain and no light whatsoever.

And then what? Why are you running away, what do you have to hide, you have everything, a house, both parents, three girlfriends.

Stalkers, not girlfriends. He caught her off.

what I mean is, you have so much and you are leaving it behind, running away from wha.

Shut up! Draco yelled unexpectedly. Shut up!

and for some reason Hermione's heart felt heavy with regret of even mentioning any of it, she didn't even noticed herself getting up and walking over to Draco's side, guessing the spell hadn't worked, and she for some odd reason she didn't even understand, she hugged him

I'm sorry. She whispered in his ear as she sat next to him, and trusting someone for the first time in a very long time, she fell asleep, right there with Draco, and he did the same hugging her back, thinking: "I'm protecting you, nobody will ever touch you again"