She wasn't sure exactly what she should or could do. So she did the logically thing, she followed him upstairs. He lead her to a room, which wasn't very big but it was just big enough for the both of them. She didn't expect it to be big though. The house wasn't very big anyways.

She put hers bags on the side of the bed closet to the door. Draco had already taken the side next to the window.

"I'm going to be gone for about an hour this evening," he said catching her attention.

"I'm going to see an old friend, to discuss some matters." He said after noticing the 'why?' look on her face.

"Okay," she said not sure exactly what to say.

These past few days she had just not been her smart, witty self but instead a girl desperate for someone to love her. It was almost sickening to see how much she had changed.

He was about to kiss her on the forehead before he headed out of the room but she stopped him. "Don't." Her hardened exterior had once again overwhelmed her. He straightened up and left with a scowl on his face. He had truly thought he had broken her of her hate, but apparently not.

She put her clothes in the drawers. She wanted a good bit of time to think before she faced him again.

'I can't believe I was so stupid, I was supposed to Harry's and only his but I gave myself away to Draco.' she thought as she slumped on the bed 'Now if he gets better I'm going to have explain everything I've done. Tell him how.. how weak I was.'

She finished packing and headed downstairs. She wanted to explore her surroundings but she highly doubted he would let her do that.

Draco had just walked back inside when she came downstairs. He had brought in some wood for the fireplaces in the house. She tried to control her giggling as she watched him juggle them in his arms. He apparently was as strong as he made her think. Once the logs were down her looked at her ,he still had that ugly scowl on his face.

"I'm having Gracie, watch you tonight while I'm gone," he snapped.

"Your having a house elf watch me?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Yes," he scoffed "I can't have you running around or writing people important information."

"Important information!" She had just been pushed over the edge. "What is so bloody important about telling someone you are alright? I didn't tell him any of your plans...oh that's right, that's because I don't know about them!"

"See that's the point of 'secret' plans! Other people aren't supposed to know about them! And you call yourself one of the smartest witches of our Era!"

"Well I'm your wife and I should be able to trust you!" She snapped right back at him.

"Not by choice, remember."

He left her standing there in her anger.

"Ughh! You--"

"What," he asked "Git, Bastard, Death-Eater, Murderer? Honestly, Hermione, is that the best you can come up with because its becoming rather old."

"You know what, it doesn't matter. The only reason you're doing this is because you're pissed. Pissed because you know once Harry is better you'll never have a chance of me loving you!"

"See that doesn't matter if you love me! Because you will always be mine. Even if he does get better, he still has to find you."

They stared each other down before she stormed past him and headed towards the kitchen. She got in there and immediately slammed her fist down on the table. Her anger was still surging through her so she through a glass at the door she came through wishing it was him she threw it at not the door. It shattered and had a very satisfying sound to it.

In second the glass repaired itself, which only made her smile. Draco had heard it and she could only hope it made him even angrier.

She sat down at the table and took an apple from the basket. Though when she tried to take a bite into it she failed.

"Gross," she said to herself "plastic." She tossed the fake apple back into the basket and laid her head on the table, too lazy to get a real apple at the moment.

There was literally nothing to do. There were no books , no sewing she could take up, not like she'd want to anyways, and she couldn't leave the house. This was Hermione's hell on earth.

Draco and Hermione tried their best all day to keep as far away from each other as possible.

Night came slowly but she was happy to see Draco leave. Gracie didn't do much she just cleaned the house, even parts that weren't even dirty.

Draco paced back in forth in Blaise living room thinking over his situation. Blaise walked in and only looked him in pity.

"Sit down mate," Blaise said as he place the drinks on the coffee table.

"I don't know what happened my plan was working so well," he said as he beat his hand on his knee.

"No, I do know what went wrong," he said angrier "Voldemort didn't think I could handle my tasks and came and hinted Hermione of everything. Now she's so bloody suspicious it's going to be twice as hard as before."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I have no clue," Draco said ."That's why I cam to you," he said with a chuckle.

"Well you can either force her or," he said causing a dramatic pause " or you can lie to her something other than what you were told to do."

"Like what," Draco asked liking the second suggestion better.

"Well you could tell her it was only to get her pregnant, which from what I've heard from Narcissia that, that won't be much longer." He winked at Draco as he smirked.

"Twice, " Draco said "and I doubt she'll be wanting more. Not after last night and today."

"Was your fight that bad last night?"

"That bad?" Draco said "She went mental. Just over him being in our terrace, he wasn't even inside the room and he didn't even bother her."

"Well he is trying to kill Harry and you know what she thinks about him."

"Don't get me started on him," Draco said threatening "Every time we get into an argument she has to bring up how great he is. She does it just to get to me, I know it. "

"Well he is better looking," Blaise said with a laugh.

"Oh real grown up Blaise, for once I try to confide in someone and they laugh at me."

"Well of course she does it on purpose because she knows it will make you mad. Just take control of the situation. Stop letting her get the best of you. Look at it this way you know she's just going to bring up Harry so what's so witty about that. It's old and unoriginal."

"It's easier said than done," Draco sighed and looked at his watch. He finished his drink and headed for then door. Blaise walked with him over to the fireplace, he decided to floo home.

"Good Luck," Blaise said as Draco stepped into the fire.

"Night mate," Draco said as he threw the powder into the flames "Dogwood Lane." And with a roar he was soaring threw fire places until he finally landed at his.

"AHHH!" Hermione squeaked as he landed right in front of her. She had nearly spilt her tea all over herself.

He smirked at her as he stepped out "Did I scare you?"

"Shut up she said putting her teacup down and walking upstairs. "I'm tired I'm turning in for the night."

"Gracie you're good to go," Draco said as the house elf entered the room.

Draco took off his coat as he walked upstairs. He walked in on Hermione undressing. "Well glad to see you still know how to knock." She snapped as she covered herself.

"Oh its not like I haven't seen it," he smirked.

"Yeah, don't remind me," she gloomed as she pulled her shirt on "How was your 'meeting'?"

"It was fine, " He said quickly as he pulled off his shirt. She turned to see his chest. No, it wasn't a piece of art or sculpted to perfection but it was attractive.

He smirked when he saw her giving him occasional glances at him. "Better than Harry?" She became haughty when he said this. "No." "Too bad," he said as he came up from behind her and lightly grabbed a piece of her hair. He smelt it and sighed heavily. He would always love her heavenly scent.

"Draco, I'm tired. I don't need any of your crap."

"Dammit," he snapped and swirled her around to look at him "Can't you see I really do care about you! No, I'm not Harry! I'm better!"

"For once Draco think about someone other than yourself! I can't help I don't love you .You can't always get what you want. So grow up! And stop taking what isn't yours."

He brought her face up to his as she glared at him with hatred. "I always get what I want," he said as he tossed her face to the side.

She turned her face to look him in the eye. "I'm not your fortune , I'm your wife. As much as hate that you will still treat me with some respect ."

They glared at each other in silence. She was ready to tear him to pieces. He only wanted to tear her clothes off and have his way with her. It seemed like it hours still she broke the silence.

"I can't take this anymore, I'm tired. Night..."

She walked past him but he grabbed her forearm. "Excuse me--" She was cut off by his mouth.

She tried to push him off of her but there was no use. She finally gave up and fell into his arms. His grasp on her was still tight. As if he never wanted to let her go.

"Tomorrow," he said breaking the kiss "I'll tell you the plans that Voldemort gave me."

This pissed her off. First she tries to go to sleep but he stops her from doing that and when she finally can. She can't because she's too curiuos to know what the plans are.

"You're wicked," she cried to him as she went to her side of the bed.

"Now you know how I feel," he said as he got into bed and turned the light off.

"You really are pure evil," she said to him as they laid there.

"Oh just shut up and go to sleep."

A?N:So how was it?I hope it was good!I wonder if he's going to tell her the truth or lie about the whole thing?Da da da dum...Stayed tuned for the next chapter! LOL, I just wanted to add that.I know it was completely stupid and I completely understand if you think I'm an idiot.