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His eyes wondered down the letter. He knew it was from either his mother or Lucious.

Master Draco Malfoy,

Im sorry to be the one to tell you this, but last Thursday,

Draco's heart stopped for a second. He continued to read the letter

Your Father has passed on. Further information on his funeral and what not will be sent to you shortly.

Best Regards Ministry Of Magic

"What the fuck?" he wasn't very upset with this news. He knew that Lucious was going to go sooner or later. And in Draco's eyes, Lucious was a terrible father. He would beat Draco when ever he was displeased with him or just when ever he wanted to teach him a lesson. Draco was never good enough for Lucious, and he tried so hard to please him. But nothing was good enough for him.

"Hey Draco, whats wrong?" Blaise took a seat next to Draco.

"Huh? What? What do you mean?"

" I don't know. You just look upset, but then you don't. I don't know."

"Its nothing. I gotta go. Ill catch you later. Bye."

Draco grabbed the letter, stuffed it in his pocket and left the table before Blaise could even say anything to him. Draco left the Great Hall and walked up the stairs and into the Hospital Wing. When he reached Hermione's bed, he pulled back the curtains and slipped in. he tried to be quiet so he didn't wake up Hermione and didn't make Madam Pomfrey kick him out of the wing. Hermione was looking a lot better. He didn't stay very long because he didn't want Hermione to see him there again. After he left, he went to class. The day seemed like it went on forever. Draco didn't tell anyone about his fathers death, but he knew that everyone would find out sooner or later from the Daily Prophet. It was soon dinner time and Draco was not in the mood to talk to anyone or be with people, so he sat at the end of the table by himself. It was way too loud in the Great Hall so he left so he could think. All he thought about was a pretty brunette that was in a hospital bed. Her big brown eyes. Draco longed to look into her beautiful brown eyes. He wondered why this muggle-born was occupying his every thought. Everything he did, Hermione was on his mind. Draco remembered once, that Pansi Parkinson was at the top of his list. But now, the only person on his list was Hermione. When ever he heard Pansi's name or saw her, he cringed. She never left him a lone. She always expected to "get some" with him. That's all she ever thought about. Draco was now walking down the hall and heard someone walking close to him. He didn't bother to turn around and see who it was.

"Draki!!!!!! What is wrong with you!? You've been ignoring me lately!!! What did I do to you, or rather, what didn't I do to you?" She was now pouting. He hated when she acted like that.

"Well, hmm. Can you take a hint? When someone is ignoring you, it obviously means that they don't want to talk to you."

"Why don't you want to talk to me??"

"Because I DON'T LIKE YOU!! Will you just leave me the hell alone for one minute?!?! God woman! You are like a leech. You never leave me alone. don't you understand that I don't like you?"

Draco would have continued with this for a while longer, but now everyone in the hall was staring at the scene.

"Y-Y-YOU DICKWEED!!!" Pansi stormed off crying like a baby. Blaise was one of the many people watching the fight and walked over to Draco.

"Man, whats with you?"

"Just leave me the fuck alone!"

Now Draco stormed off and went to visit Hermione once again. When ever he went to see her, she was always sleeping. When he saw her, it made him happy. He walked over to the side of her bed and watched her sleep. He bent down and pushed a loose strand of hair from her face to behind her ear. "what are you doing to me, Granger?" Draco didn't know what was coming over him. Just 2 months ago, he would have been tormenting her for being a muggle-born witch. Now he wont even call her a Mudblood with out feeling bad that he did. It was getting late and Draco left the Hospital Wing. He went to his dormitory where it was nice and silent. Everyone was in the Great Hall because it was dinner time. Since Crabbe and Goyle were no longer attending the school, Draco had the whole room to himself. He walked over to his desk and did some homework. He couldn't concentrate on his homework, so he went t over to his bed and jumped onto it. He was staring at the silk green canopy just about him.

"Man, I cant even do my homework with out thinking about her…." he closed his eyes and feel into a deep sleep. He was awoken by the bright sun in his eyes. Thinking it was early, he looked over to his side table and looked at the clock.

"7:30!!! CRAP! Im going to be late for class!!!!!!!" he jumped out of bed and got dressed. He put on his school robes and ran his hand through his platinum blonde hair. He grabbed his books and ran out of the dormitory. Draco's first class of the day today was potions with Gryffindor. Professor Snape wouldn't be terribly mad at Draco, but he despised tardiness! Draco ran down the halls to the potions room and opened the door.

"Sorry Professor, I -" but before he could finish his sentence, Professor Snape cut him off.

"Nice of you to join us Mr. Malfoy. Just take a seat so I can continue with my lesson that you so rudely interrupted!"

"Sorry Sir." Draco took the last empty seat in the middle of the class room. He really didn't pay much attention to the lesson. He was much too busy trying to remember what made him sleep so late. He rubbed his eyes and squeezed them shut very tight. He finally remembered what he had dreamed about.