"Damn!" Harry paced Draco's room A/N while Herm and Draco were making out; Harry found Draco's room in the manor
"What am I going to do? I have to stop Malfoy before he does something! An letter! Hermione!" Harry hurriedly found parchment and quill and started writing;
Hermione,
Malfoy and I just I guess you could say 'met' in some place out of reality. Herm don't do anything with him tell everyone in the order this is not safe. Don't leave any girls alone with him especially Ginny or yourself.
I'm sorry any of this happened.
Harry
Harry read it over and folded up the parchment. He looked around the room and saw an owl on the out side of the window. It was a big eagle owl the one that always brought Malfoy sweets at Hogwarts. He called the owl to him and it landed on his arm. He tied the parchment to it's leg and told it to take the letter to Hermione Granger in London.
The owl flew off and Harry was left in the cold room of Draco Malfoy.
"What do you mean 'What do I call you', Harry?" Hermione looked at him worried, "Are you ok?"
"I think so. Maybe I'm not…I think…" Draco looked up at the window as his eagle owl was tapping on the window, "What the hell is he doing here?" Draco said forgetting that he was Harry. He got up off the bed and walked to the window.
"Isn't that Malfoy's owl?" Hermione asked as she sat up on the bed.
"Yeah it is," He opened the window and the owl landed next to Hermione.
"It's for me," Hermione said as she untied the letter from the owl's leg. The owl flew back out the window. Draco walked over to Hermione and sat down next to her on the bed. She opened the parchment letter and read.
"Oh my god," Hermione whispered then looked at Draco, "You're not Harry…" She pulled away from him.
Draco closed his eyes and took a deep breath then opened them again, "Would it make a difference if I said I was sorry?"
"You're 'SORRY'?! I DON'T THINK THAT…" Hermione suddenly stopped yelling, "Why did you kiss me?"
"I-I," Draco started he looked down at his hands, "I don't know,"
"But… Why did you pretend to be…"
"I don't know!" Draco said as he stood up and walked to the door, "I just… just need time to think," he walked out of the room and started walking down the stairs with full intention of going out side.
"Wait!" Hermione called after him, "You can't go out side," Hermione grabbed his arm, "I'm sorry but you can't leave,"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Draco shouted as he ripped his arm out of her grasp.
"Don't… Read the letter first," Hermione forced the letter from Harry into Draco's hand. He first glared at her then scanned the letter.
"No," Draco told her, "Don't tell anyone!"
"I'm sorry. You lied and what ever you said to Harry I'm believing was bad. I'm telling anyone I find," She pushed past Draco but he grabbed her arm.
"I won't let you!" Draco hissed to her.
"Let me go!" Hermione said loudly.
"What is going on?" Ron asked as he saw Draco in Harry's body holding Hermione's arm.
"RON! He's still Malfoy! He…" Draco clapped his hand over her mouth. Ron stepped down a few stairs and looked from Draco to Hermione.
"What is going on?"
"He's Draco! He tricked me…us. We have," She had escaped from his hand. Draco grabbed her by the arms and pulled his wand out and put it to her throat.
"Don't make me!" Draco hissed his evil out look on life coming back. He was absolutely serious about hurting her.
"Wait calm down," Ron tried to settle this dilemma.
"Why should I?" Draco asked scathingly to Ron as he took another step down with Hermione.
"Because we can deal with this in a better way. Ok Malfoy just let Hermione go…"
"NO!" Draco shouted and ran down the stairs with Hermione.
"Let go!" Hermione struggled against his grip. He shut them in a small room. He tossed her in and shut the door behind them.
"Damn it!" Draco locked the door and turned around running his fingers through messy black hair. Hermione was trying to get up off the floor.
"What is wrong with you?!" Hermione asked him as she was crouched on the floor.
"I don't know! I wish I did!" Draco paced the room. It was much bigger than he thought when he first opened the door.
"Owe," Hermione said as she touched her arm.
"Here's a light," he light a match and it caught the wick of a candle and candles all over the room light up.
"Wow," Hermione whispered. She had never been in this room before. The ceiling was tall and it was a narrow room. Draco looked around the walls were covered with what looked like pictures in places and bookshelves in others.
"What is this place?" Draco asked.
"I don't know," Hermione started to walk down the room looking at the walls. Draco followed her and stopped when she stopped at one picture.
"Kind of gross don't you think?" Draco commented on the picture. There was a man cutting himself on the arms and legs then he turned to the person next to him and grabbed their arm and started cutting it with a knife.
"I don't want to be here any more let's go," Hermione tried to walk back to the door but Draco caught her by the waist. She shivered.
"Let's keep going," Draco walked past the disturbing picture, "Who lives here?" he asked with his arm around Hermione's waist.
"No I really don't," Draco tightened his grip on her and pinned her to his side, "I can't tell you who lives here. I would be giving you information you could feed to Vold-" Hermione started but he pressed his fingers to her lips.
"Don't say his name," he looked around at the pictures, "They're listening," Draco nodded to the pictures. All Hermione did was nod.
"Can we go now," Hermione asked looking up at him with frightened eyes, "Please?" her body was so cold Draco could feel her body temperature dropping.
"First tell me where I am," Draco demanded as he stopped walking. He turned her so that she was directly in front of him.
"London," Hermione whispered.
"More…"
"Grimmauld Place,"
"What?" Draco asked his hands on her shoulders.
"#12 Grimmauld Place, the house of Black," She whimpered as his hands pinched her shoulders, "You're hurting me,"
"Sorry," He relaxed his hands, "So this is the most Honorable House of Black?" Draco asked as he let his eyes wander around the room.
"Please can we go now?" Hermione asked in a nervous, pleading voice.
"Sure," Draco slowly lead them back to the door, "You can ask me one thing about anything and I will answer as truthfully as I can," Hermione looked at him with suspicious eyes.
"You're serious?"
"Is that your final question?" Draco asked her back with a crooked smile.
"No…if your serious then what is…"
"You-know-who doing?"
"What is his plan?What does he plan to do with Harry?"
"…I don't know if I know what he really is planning to do but he had planed to killPotter at his aunt and uncle's house but that didn't work now did it?" Draco stopped walking, "I think he might try to get me to kill Potter. Which at the moment would not be a good thing. Not with my betrothal and the switch and everything," Draco looked down at the floor.
"Why are you betrothed?" Hermione asked him feeling strange that she was slightly afraid of what looked like one of her best friends, whom she kissed last night, well…sort of.
"A wonderful family that needs a pureblood marriage and I get no choice. Wonder family huh?" Draco laughed a little.
"Don't you want to choose your own life?"
"Of course I do," Draco said, "But my life has been sorted out for me since the dark- you know who," Draco slipped but a picture caught his eye and he corrected himself. Hermione shivered under his arm, "Are you cold?" he then realized that the room was very cold almost as if it were breathing the cold on them. Draco looked around the room.
"Yes," she shivered again, "Where is the door? It should be right here," Hermione said as she pointed to the space in front of them. She went to grab her wand that was in her back pocket but when she tried to reach her wand it wasn't there.
"Looking for something?" Draco asked her with a small smile on his face.
