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Chapter 8

Draco was freaked. The dreams, the power, and the kindness from the heart… it all didn't make sense…

"What's happening to me?" Draco said to himself

"Well I assume your going crazy since your talking to yourself" Terry said from behind

Draco was at the Quidditch pitch. He was sitting on the ground in the middle of the field.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to visit the mischievous Draco Malfoy… you know he's a total bad boy…always breaking the rules... especially curfews"

"I am not! I am on head duties" Draco said with a smirk

"So what's on your mind?" Terry saw a hint of stress from his face

"Just stuff…nothing too important"

"You sure?"

"Yes I'm sure. So what's on your mind?"

"Well…Justin's becoming crazy! He hates the fact that I'm out with another guy and he hate's that fact he doesn't know the persons name…would you mind if I told him"

"Can you hold it up for a little longer? I think that somebody's watching us right now and I know this isn't good…"

"Suspicions always lead to infatuation…I'm guessing it has to be a girl"

"Really? I think it's a guy"

"A guy? I mean didn't you hear? When I was at the Great Hall all the girls were talking about you…They were saying how you are the hottest guy in the school…and any girl would be lucky if they had a snogging session with you…"

Draco couldn't help to smirk but then his face dropped down to an unreadable expression

"I can already guess the ending already...they would do all that but too bad I'm a Malfoy…Big Bad Prat Malfoy…"

"I….I… I'm sorry Draco…but you know you do have a reputation to keep up."

"Draco? Hmm since when am I Draco I thought that it was weird" Draco said with a smirk

"I think the name Draco sounds nice and plus calling you by your middle name is weird"

"Well its really late you should get in...Want me to escort you?"

"I'm a big girl I can handle it Ch-Draco"

"I know you can but if you get caught don't blame me"

"I won't. Bye"

"See you"

With that Terry left leaving Draco at the Quidditch pitch.

Hermione was freaked out also, but she felt a rush of adrenaline when she saw the past. Something she didn't feel in a long time. So she decided to go and fly.

She took Harry's broom (which was in her room because he told her o hold on to it) and was circling around the Quidditch Pitch. She has been circling it for at least an hour. Not realizing that she was steadily going higher she looked down. There were two figures on the ground. Thinking that they were a couple off snogging she left them alone. About half an hour later she looks down to see a figure leaving and one staying behind, this time she was dizzy. Before she knew it she was falling.

"Somebody save me…" she whispered

Draco was looking at the stars again when he realized a figure falling. It was way too big to be a bird or anything, so as an instinct he was running to catch it from falling. He was 30 feet from the figure. And the figure was 20 feet from falling to the ground. Luckily Draco loves to run so he sprinted there and caught Hermione when she was 5 feet from the ground

He had the figure in his arms. Slowly pushing her hair away he saw it was "Granger?"

"Malfoy?" she said very dizzily and then she passed out

"Shit what the fuck is wrong with you? Do you always have to faint? You know your so blowing my cover? Not to mention it's not even the beginning of school! Fuck I should leave you here but Pothead and Weasel will kill me...WHY ARE YOU ALWAYSS UNCONCIOUS?"

Just then he realized he was talking to an unconscious girl. At the same time Harry's broom was heading straight towards him. Draco came without his wand.

Closing his eyes he said "shit! Umm let's see if this works...ACCIO BROOM!"

The broom stopped. Draco was thinking this isn't wand magic but not wandless magic? What the fuck am I doing? This is weird…

Draco was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt how cold Hermione was. Just by touching her arm he knew she was flying at cloud levels… he sat on the floor still holding her (like a baby) and decided to try his luck again

Closing his eyes he pictured head tower. He pictured the couch. The space between the couch and the coffee table…. "HEAD TOWER COMMON ROOM!"

He opened his eyes. He was still at the Quidditch pitch. Closing his eyes again he pictured a red couch with gold linings a mat underneath the coffee table embroided with lions. He imagined the coffee table that was made of mahogany wood. He imagined him there…"HEAD TOWER COMMON ROOM!"

This time Draco was hesitant to open his eyes. Slowly opening his eyes he was there!