"Please give me back my wand," Hermione stepped away from Draco a little so she could look him in the face.
"Why should I? You'd probably curse me the minute that I turn my back,"
Harry had been pacing Draco's room since 11:30 now it was 1:00. He hadn't had lunch. Harry had tried not to think about what Draco said about…
'Forget it. Just forget it. Hermione has gotten the letter and will reply and do something to stop Malfoy,' Harry tried to convince himself. An owl fluttered at the window. It was pig. Harry let him in and he was flying around the room until Harry snatched him and ripped open the letter.
Harry,
Malfoy has gone mad and has locked Hermione in the room of Disgusting and Horrible Pictures with a Disappearing Door! I don't know what to do! They won't be able to come out till 11 tonight! I don't know what they're going to do.
I wanted you to know… I'm going to have to tell my mom…Maybe she can get the door open.
Ron
Harry had never heard of the room of Disgusting and Horrible Pictures with a Disappearing Door before and was concerned that Draco might do something to Hermione.
'Damn it! He's going to hurt her and I can't do anything about it!'
"If I promise not to will you give me back my wand?" Hermione asked trying to convince Draco that she wouldn't curse him.
"How stupid do you think I am mudblood?" Draco grabbed a candle and walked to where the door was supposed to be.
"The door disappeared… Oh no!" Hermione gasped.
"What?" Draco asked still looking for the door.
"We're in the room of Disgusting and Horrible Pictures with a Disappearing Door!" Hermione tensed and became very jumpy.
"What is the room of…Disgusting Disappearing Door?" Draco's forehead furrowed, "What?"
"The room of Disgusting and Horrible Pictures," Hermione pointed to the hallway of pictures, "With a Disappearing Door!"
"Ok, ok! Breathe! Don't go mad or anything. How do we get out?" Draco asked calmly.
"We can't…"
"WHAT?!" Draco bellowed at her there was a vein on his forehead that was pulsing.
"We can't get out until 11o'clock tonight! Calm down!" Hermione took a deep breathe and tried to relax, "Ok we're going to be stuck here till late tonight. We have to keep warm. The room doesn't like people and will try and freeze us,"
"The room doesn't like us?" Draco asked in a disbelieving tone.
"Yes, the room doesn't like us," Hermione was getting annoyed, "One of Ron's brothers got stuck in here for an entire day. He came out blue," Hermione was looking for anything that could help keep them warm.
"What will happen if we upset the room," Draco asked looking at the walls as if they'd attack him at any moment.
"Nothing will happen if you help me find blanket or something to cover our bodies. Fred said that there were coats in a closet and that the closet was slightly warmer," she looked around the room for a moment and then found a door, "Aha! Found the closet," Hermione announced. The closet was wide enough for two people to sit in sideways to the door.
"Now what do we do with the closet?" Draco asked as he stood behind her. She jumped a little.
"We're going to keep warm in it. We are going to use the coats to keep us warm. Unless you want to freeze to death?" Hermione started pulling down the coats. There were only three.
"These are going to keep us warm? Hope you don't mind if I keep my own thanks," Hermione shoved a coat into Draco's arms.
"Keep it if you want," Hermione didn't say anything more to him.
"No cuddling!" Draco said warning Hermione who gave him a disgusted look.
"Why on Earth would I want to do that?!"
"I don't know maybe you would forget that I wasn't Potter and try to snuggle up." Draco put the coat on and found holes at the elbows and in the middle of the back, "Uggh! You gave me a ruined one! I can't use this!" he gave the coat back and took another one.
"They're all like that!" Hermione said as she took the last coat out of the closet and stepped into the closet.
"It's too small!" Draco complained.
"Well you're not freezing my best friends body! Get in here!" Hermione pulled him by the shirt.
"You'd probably enjoy this opportunity to be with Potter wouldn't you?" Draco said as he moved to the far side of the closet.
"What would it matter to you? I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you!" Hermione closed the door and all that could be heard was rustling of the coats as Hermione and Draco tried to keep them warm.
Harry paced the room again, thinking of what to do. He knew that Mrs. Weasley would tell Dumbledore and he would deal with everything.
Footsteps were coming down the hallway. Harry stopped pacing and looked out the window. The door opened and Narcissa Malfoy entered the room.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, "You're looking out the window! Good," She walked to him, "Do you want to go out side?" she had a look of appraisal on her face, "Mira liked you," Harry just nodded, "She and the Dark Lord have left for the day…are you alright?" a hand rested on Harry's shoulder.
"Yeah," Harry said, "I'm going out side now," Harry walked away from the window and past Narcissa. He went down the stairs and found a door that lead out side. He started walking around the Malfoy grounds.
"This is absolutely disgusting!" Draco announced in the tiny closet.
"Well at least we're warm,"
"Well warmer…I still feel like ice!" Draco shivered in his corner of the closet.
"I know it sounds awful but if we combine our body heat-," Hermione offered.
"Not if it means I have to sit close to you! No way!" Draco shivered under the coat. 'Maybe I should. Just so I can stay warm. I really don't want to die in Potter's body and leave him with my body,'
"Fine but you'd be warmer," Hermione turned a little under the coat.
"Budge over my corner's cold," Draco said as he moved over to Hermione.
As Harry walked around the property he noticed a little bump on the hill in front of him. It looked like the top of a house. He moved up the hill and when he topped it a small village unfolded in front of him.
"Wow," Harry said. There were little streets all over. Harry decided to investigate the village.
"This means absolutely nothing hear me?" Draco informed Hermione as he sat next to her. Their arms and legs were against each other's.
"Why would it mean anything? You want it to?" Hermione asked with sarcasm.
"NO! Gross! Don't say anything of the sort!" Draco said, "I do feel a little warmer," Hermione looked at him and smiled.
"Good. I feel a little warmer too," She pulled the coats up to her chin.
"What are we going to do now?" Draco asked.
"Well, do you have a watch?" Hermione asked him and he showed her his watch, "Wow," She said admiring his gold and silver watch, "It's 1:25 so we still have some time… I don't know we could talk," Hermione offered. Draco gave her a look that said he didn't think talking was such a good idea, "Well it was an idea," Hermione said and she snuggled up against the wall.
"Sorry about locking us in this stupid freezing room," Draco apologized, "Why is there a room like this in a house?"
"I don't know," Hermione answered, "This is a very strange house," Hermione looked at Draco, "This is really weird,"
"I know," they were both looking at each other. Draco slipped his hand under the coats and found her hand.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked but didn't move.
"I want to hold your hand," Draco said grateful for the darkness because he blushed a little when he touched her hand.
"Why? Why would Draco Malfoy want to touch my hand?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. Just let me hold your hand," Draco said, 'I really need to figure out an answer to give her on why I want to hold her and kiss her,' You're enjoying this aren't you Draco? That little annoying voice started up again. 'And if I am? What are you going to do about it hmm?' I'll make you tell your father! That's how! Don't make me knock yourself out! The voice was getting a little desperate because it knew that once Draco had his mind set he didn't change it very easily.
"Did you really want to kiss me, back in Harry and Ron's room?" Hermione asked him trying to figure out what he was trying to pull.
'Should I tell her the truth?' Draco asked himself. He debated for a moment.
"Yes," he told her. Hermione tried to look at him in the dark. All she could see was black. Hermione could feel the warmth of his body against her fairly cool one.
"Why though?" Hermione couldn't stop herself she had to know why the boy who had tormented her all these years would suddenly find her a love interest.
"I…" Draco was about to say 'don't know' but thought better about it, "Was actually trying to be Potter,"
"You what?" Hermione asked as she pulled away from him slightly.
"Hear me out," Draco tried to make her quiet, "I was trying to be Potter to get back at him for not telling me what happened with Maria," Draco thought back to when he and Harry had switched back to their own bodies for a few seconds. Maria on top 'typical' Draco thought to himself. Hermione's voice brought him back.
"What did happen with Harry and Maria?" Hermione was really concerned for her friend.
"I don't really want to say…" Draco tried to avoid the subject.
"Have you really… You know… done it before?" Hermione asked not leaving the topic.
"Why do you want to know?" Hermione couldn't see it but he gave her a dirty smile, "You interested?"
"NO! I just wanted to know that was all. Just curious," Hermione tried to sit closer to the wall but there was no more room for her.
"It's ok to interested. I mean it's all natural," Draco said trying to lighten the subject. It was making him feel a little uncomfortable too.
"Yeah but doesn't mean you don't have to do it before,"
"Marriage?" Draco laughed a little, "Then the only person I would have to screw would be Maria Umbridge and what I've heard she isn't one to allow mistresses," Draco ended bitterly.
"Well… Still… No one should be able to chose who you marry but you," Hermione said.
"Yeah well that must be another family's tradition 'cause my family tradition is to have arranged marriages," Draco continued bitterly.
"It's just not right! You have the freedom to marry who you want! That is soo not fair!" Hermione was starting to get really upset.
"Just forget it Hermione. I'm stuck with it no matter what I do," Draco said.
"You… you called me," Hermione tried staring at him but she just stared in his general direction.
"What? I called you-,"
"You called me Hermione. No mudblood or Granger, just Hermione," she started crying.
"What's wrong," Draco asked her in the dark he put his hand out searching for her face, "Hermione why are you crying?" 'Great now I hurt her feelings,' Hermione leaned onto his chest, which surprised Draco.
"You called me by my name!" she sobbed a little on his shirt.
"Your going to get cold you might want to get back under the coats," Draco helped put the coats around her and him.
"Thanks," Hermione said she had gotten a little cold.
"No problem," Draco said as he curled up next to her.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked as he curled next to her.
"Getting warm what do you think?" Draco pushed a button on his watch the face light up. The clock said it was 2:00.
"Damn… why does time have to go be so slowly?" Hermione asked sounding exasperated.
"I don't know… you just have to pass time," Draco said.
"Do you have any ideas?" Hermione asked not remembering that Draco had kissed her earlier.
"I have something in mind. You might be interested," Draco toyed a little.
"Really? Like what?" Hermione asked a little worried.
"Hmmm…I don't know maybe something like this," he leaned over.
