Hey peeps! I have an announcement, so listen closely. I have decided that I shall start responding to you wonderful reviewers. The reviews are getting better and asking more questions, so I feel the need to answer them. Off we go!

RootbeerFloat OH MY GOD! I cannot believe you like my story! You're one of my favorite authors ever, and I feel so honored, you have no idea. And I'm totally not mad about what you said, cause I actually agree. I have noticed it, but sometimes I just can't find the words I want, so it ends up sort of … blah. But still, I was so happy to hear that you like it. I'll try harder for all future chapters, thanks bunches for reviewing!

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Sorry if I missed anyone, and if you decided to review again, you can yell. Yelling always helps me:)


Chapter 10 : Nightmares and Strolls

It had been almost two weeks since they arrived in England. Harry and Ginny had made good by Draco and in Hermione's opinion, the only problem was Ron. And Draco. It seemed they were determined to not be friends. Mrs. Weasley had just announced that Dumbledore would be coming by and tomorrow they would be going through the basement. Now however, they were sorting through the attic. Draco and Harry were on one side, with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny on the other side. After making sure Hermione was busy, Draco leaned conspiritorily towards Harry and whispered to him.

"Harry, what are the houses?"

"I can't tell you."

"Aw, come on man, Hermione will never know"

From across the room, he heard her shout "Draco, stop! Harry won't tell you!" He hung his head defeatedly.

"How does she do that?"

"I don't know, but Hermione hears everything."

"Nobody can hear everything dude, that's just stupid."

"Then how do you explain her hearing?"

"Fine, you win." He said with a 'humpf'

"Always do."

"Riggghhhttt." He said sarcastically.

"Oh shut up."

The door opened and Mrs. Weasley came in.

"Alright that's enough. Draco, Albus wants to see you."

'Okay, be down in a minute."

Mrs. Weasley scowled at his lack of a proper sentence. Everybody was done picking up soon, and they all trooped down to the kitchen. Once there, they saw THE HAT. All but Draco quickly grew excited.

"Ah, Draco. How are you doing? Everything is going well, I hope?"

"Great. Almost everybody is cool with it." He said, glancing at Ron.

"That's wonderful. I see you're wearing all black."

"Yeah. Part of my 'disguise' thing. I thought I'd get used to it."

"Oh, you have decided upon your look?"

"Yeah. I'm gonna do the whole 'goth-punk' thing. Black hair, and oh, I was wondering. When you "cast" the charm or whatever, will it turn all my hair black?"

"Yes. Please step forward, and choose a word."

"For what?"

"The spell."

"Oh. Ok, how about Fuzzy? (seeing their puzzled looks-he added) In honor of Dark Lord Fuzzy."

"Dark Lord Fuzzy?"

"Yeah, don't worry. It's just some little paper thing that his friend Nathan made. He also has fugdesickle minions." Hermione said between laughs.

"Right. Hurry, I want to see what he looks like."

"Yes, of course. Prendus Totendely Forte." He waved his wand over Draco's head, and suddenly, there was a blinding flash of light. However, when they could see again, they all saw the same Draco.

"Uh, no offence, but I'm still the same. Maybe you got it wrong?"

"Clear your mind. Let yourself only think of one thing - Fuzzy."

"Alright." He said uncertainly, looking strangely at the old man.

Soon, he heard a gasp from Hermione. He opened his eyes, thinking 'weird, I feel the same'. He turned around, seeing a flash of black before his eyes. Hermione came forward, her eyes taking in his face.

"You look so different." She reached a hand up, touching his hair. "It even feels different. It's longer too. And I didn't know you had facial hair."

"My hair is almost white, and I keep it to a minimal."

She pulled back and let him have a look at himself. His first thought was 'Vampire!'

"Oh, cool! Dude, I look like a vampire! Just don't have the fangs. Any chance you could…."

"No, I cannot. Now then, the charm I placed on you will enable you to change back and forth, so long as you concentrate on the word 'Fuzzy' very clearly. Now that we have all that settled, would you like to be sorted?"

"Oh, really? Yeah, let's go!"

"We're not going anywhere. Draco, ther are four Houses at Hogwarts – Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. You will be sorted into one of these houses and stay there for the entirety of the year. Your house will be like you're family. Please sit down." He said, lifting up THE HAT.

"But…"

"Just do it, Draco. It's not going to bite!"

"Fine then." He sat down and allowed THE HAT to be placed on his head.

INSIDE THE HAT

My, my, Draco Malfoy. You certainly have changed. Are you sure you're ready to go back? I can see your doubts, clear as crystal. You're smart, brave, cunning, but sort of lazy. Your cunning and sneakiness come from your knowledge, and your bravery is not impulsive. You'd better be………

"Ravenclaw!" THE HAT shouted to the now crowed room.

ENDING INSIDE THE HAT

The hat was removed and he stood to applause. Suddenly, his line of vision was blocked by curly brown hair.

"Oh, Draco, that's wonderful!" Ravenclaw is one of the best houses! I was almost put into Ravenclaw."

"You mean, you're not in Ravenclaw?"

"No. But don't worry, you can still hang out with us. That doesn't have to change at all."

His smile faltered just the slightest bit.

"So, what house are you in?"

"We're all in Gryffindor."

"Oh. He almost put me there, but then decided I wasn't very impulsive."

Hermione laughed. Leaning in, she touched her forehead to his. Whispering, she told him,

"I'm glad you're in Ravenclaw. I was starting to get sick of Gryffindor boys, if you know what I mean…" she glanced at Harry and Ron. "Such tempers." He leaned back, laughing heartily, then leaned forward again, kissing her.


Hermione lay in bed that night, thinking about Draco. She really was glad he was put in Ravenclaw, as this not only meant he was smart enough to keep up with her, but it also enhanced his chances of becoming Head Boy. With happy thoughts floating around her head, she drifted off into sleep.
She awoke with a start. The first thing she saw was Draco's face. She couldn't breathe, his hands were around her throat!

"Dra…co! Stop!" came her strangled reply.

"NO! I remember everything, it's always been a dream of mine to kill you with my bare hands" His face twisted into an evil sneer, his eyes looked insane.

She stuggled harder, trying to stop him, but soon only saw darkness.

She awoke with a start.

"Hermione! Wake up! It's a dream! Wake up!" Ginny was shaking her. She stopped when she saw that Hermione was indeed awake.

"You were thrashing around, what was it?"

"Nothing. I…I don't remember. I'm sure it was nothing."

Ginny nodded, sleepy. Hermione was awake the rest of the night.

The morning and part of the afternoon were taken up by shopping. Soon they were all back, and mostly everyone had put their things away. Draco was trying to improve Harry's skill at chess, Hermione was reading her new book, and Ron and Ginny were argueing over what Mrs. Weasely was making for dinner. Draco sighed, finally giving up.

"Man, I'm sorry, but if you haven't got it by now, you're not gonna get it."

Ignoring Harry's glare, he walked over to where Hermione was sitting.

"You wanna go for a walk?"

"Can't. Reading."

"Come on, did I do something wrong?" He said, rather loudly at that. Harry, Ginny, and Ron all looked on in anticipation. Hermione snapped her large book shut.

"Fine then, let's go for a walk."

She marched out of the room, Draco following. Not however, before hearing Harry's comment.

"You'll be dead before you get back. What would you like at your funeral?"

By the time he got out of the house, Hermione was already halfway to the little park they always walked to. Draco took his time, sliding next to her on he bench almost 10 minutes later. He waited.

"What was that?" She asked with barely controlled anger.

"You've been avoiding me all day! You wouldn't even sit by me for lunch, how could I not notice that? What the hell did I do to make you so mad at me? We were fine yesterday."

"Nothing. You did absolutely nothing."

"Then what happened?" Draco was starting to get frustrated, and it was starting to show.

"I had a dream." She stated calmly.

"You've been avoiding me because of a fuckin' dream!" he yelled.

"Don't cuss! Yes, I had a dream. A horrible, very realistic dream that you tried to strangle me to death in my sleep. You remembered everything, and said 'it's always been a dream of mine to kill you with my bare hands'. And I died. You killed me!"

Hermione was crying freely now, her face buried in her hands. Draco's anger was instantly gone. He pulled her into his chest, his arms firmly around her.

"Don't you dare think for one second that I would ever hurt you. Not for one second. I would never do that. I just want you to smile, remember?"

Hermione tears had stopped, and she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. Just tell me next time."

"I was sort of hoping there wouldn't be next time."

"Yes. Well, yes, there won't be a next time."

They walked back to the house, hand in hand. Harry, Ginny, and Ron were all amazed, and Ginny even started looking for scars.

"Dude, ya'll are physco. She didn't do a thing to me."

He grinned at their astounded faces, and led Hermione upstairs to "read", her book laying forgotten on the chair.


Well? Let me know what you think! I'll be updating later tonight after I get something to eat and let my fingers rest. Typing is so tedious. I'll be going now.

Dizzy