Her heart was beating extremely fast as she laid in bed. He had already left after they were finished with...Oh she didn't even like to say what it was. She moved the pillow closer to her face as she tried to cover herself up the best she could with the covers.

"I don't love him," she told herself "but I definitely don't hate him."

She sighed as she closed her eyes trying to get to sleep. Why? She didn't know, it was about 11:00 am. Her head shot up when she heard a tapping at the window. It was Draco's owl, Maximus. Probably just bringing him a letter from Voldemort.

Immediately she thought of an idea. She rushed over to the window and opened it. She dropped Draco's letter onto his desk and pulled out a piece of parchment .

Ron,

Don't worry I'm alright. I was just making sure you reached home safely. Tell Harry I miss him. Oh, but Ron I'm afraid I've done something horrible. I don't know what came over me to do something as this. Please reply back soon, but don't send till night fall. And whatever you do don't send it with Maximus or Hedwig.

Love,

Hermione

She quickly tied the letter to the bird and practically pushed it out the window. She rested upon the window seal and was startled when Draco came in.

"My, my we are jumpy," he smirked.

She rolled her eyes at him and headed towards the closet to find some clothes for the day.

He strolled over to his desk and noticed the letter. He looked at the back to make sure the seal was still intact, which it was.

He casually walked over to the closet doorway "Where's Maximus? He's supposed to stay here so I can reply back immediately."

"He flew off once I took the letter of his leg," she lied. She didn't look him the eye as she said this though, she kept looking at her clothes.

"Who's it from," she asked even though she knew exactly who it was from.

"Voldemort," he said as if trying to make her squirm but she didn't.

"Ughh!" she exclaimed. "What?" he asked while trying to hold in a laugh .

"I can't find anything to wear!"

"You seemed to be the type person to care what you look like," he said walking closer to her "besides I like what you're in now."

"I'm sure you do like me just covered in blankets. And no, I normally don't care about what I wear but I don't want to look like a trollop. "

"Fine," he said waving his wand and she was changed from her blankets into a white dress.

"Thank you," she said walking past him and heading towards the hallway.

He grabbed holt of her and kissed her swiftly. She had to grab hold of his shoulders to make sure she didn't fall over. "Your welcome," he replied before letting her go.

She walked on down the hall. Smiling to herself like an idiot. For once since she had been here she was somewhat happy.

She awoke in the night from a loud bang which she had come to realize it was only thunder. She turned over to check on Draco but realized he wasn't there. She looked up over at the terrace and noticed he was there but not by himself.

She tried to act as if she was asleep so she could try and figure out who this stranger was.

"Malfoy," the stranger hissed "What is taking so long? These were simple orders I have given you and you still haven't fulfilled them."

"Sorry my Dark Lord," Draco apologized "I'm trying she's just a lot more stubborn than I thought."

"Well fix that problem," the stranger said. It finally struck Hermione 'Voldemort!'

After Hermione had thought that she saw his head snap towards her staring at her. She laid as still as possible 'Shit,' she thought 'I forgot he knew Occlumency!'

Voldemort looked back over to Draco "I'm leaving you, and you best get some progress in your tasks. Oh and tell your wife she needs to watch her language."

Draco looked at him strangely before realizing what he meant. In a flash Voldemort disappeared and Hermione didn't wait for Draco to say something to her.

She stormed out of the bed and turned on the light. She crossed her arms and looked at him seething.

"What bloody plans!"

"Oh so you were eve's dropping!" he snapped at her.

"It doesn't matter! What fucking Plans are you talking about?" She said as tears of anger filled her eyes.

"They're not important," he lied to her.

"Not important! Apparently not! And Draco I don't want him in my room ever again!"

"You're overreacting," Draco said putting a hand on her arm.

"No, don't touch me .What plans !" She slapped his hand away and then his face.

He looked up at her holding his face in his hands and glared at her. He grabbed her wrist with his free hand and slapped her across the face. Her face began to burn as her tears started to fall. Though her eyes looked like she was ready to kill.

"You will treat me with respect," he screamed at her "I am your husband!"

"Not by choice," she said as she spat in his face. "And as for respect you can keep dreaming."

She jerked her wrist out of his grasp and pushed herself off of him.

"Hermione, wait," Draco said reaching out for her hand but she moved it away.

"No, Draco. I don't want to talk to you right now. I'm going to bed."

He crawled into bed after her and put his hand on her stomach. "Hermione I'm sorry. I...I didn't mean it," he pleaded.

"Save it," she said turning her back towards him and trying to get back to sleep.

"Hermione," Draco whined.

"What!" She cried as she turned over to face him. "I've already told you I don't want to--"

She was cut off by his mouth but she quickly pushed him away. "No."

He got out of bed and left the room. Which normally would have made her concerned but not tonight. She finally went to sleep after she had gotten all of her anger out.

When Hermione woke up she noticed Draco was packing all their things. She looked around and noticed he had left an outfit out for her .

"What's going on?" she asked curiously as she picked up a scone from the tray on her vanity.

"We're going on a little trip," he said.

"Me and you or is your mother and father coming too?"

"Just you and me."

"Where are we going?"

"That I can't tell you considering you might tell someone," he snapped.

"What?" She was completely confused with what he was saying.

He tossed an open envelope her way which had no name on it but the Weasley crest of the seal.

"You read my mail," she asked betrayed.

"Yes, but how was I to know it was your's. For one thing it was sent by my owl and it had no name on it. Besides your not supposed to be sending letters."

He said snapping the suitcase shut with anger. "Go ahead read it."

Hermione,

We've gotten home alright. Hope that Git is treating you right. What have you done? I'm sure it's not that horrible. And you'll be pleased to know Doctor Blackstone may have found a cure to help Harry. Well I do hope you're alright. I have a feeling I'll be seeing you soon.

Love,

Ron

"Oh so that's why we're leaving" she said silently.

"Yeah, that's why," he maliciously said still pissed at her but she could careless. She was just upset because she couldn't write Ron anymore.

"But what I want to know is what you've done that's so horrible," he said.

"See, that is none of your business," she said as she threw the letter in the fire.

"Get dressed , we're leaving as soon as possible."

She didn't say anything she just went to the bathroom an dressed quickly. He picked up a book. She figured it was a portkey so she put her hand on it. She hated using portkeys but they were faster than buggy and she couldn't apparate.

When she landed he grabbed her elbow to keep her from falling but quickly released it.

A/N: Hay! I hope y'all like the new chapter! I know there are a few more cuss words than usualand I hope y'all are okay with that. I'm not really sure what to say about this chapter I just hope y'all liked it!

Patricia