Chapter 2-

Last Time

She finally got the boy onto the bed and went to find a candle. Ten minutes later she came back into bedroom with three candles and a book of matches. She lit a candle and held it over the boy. When she saw who it was she dropped the candle and the room once again fell into darkness.

"NO WAY!!! It can't possibly be--" Hermione's words were cut off when she fell to the ground. She had fainted…

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Hermione woke up suddenly, thinking that it had all been a horrible dream. She opened her eyes and found that she was in total darkness. Hermione sat up and discovered that she was lying on the floor. "No…it wasn't a dream?" she said out loud as she searched for the fallen candle. She finally found it and the matches, and she lit it once again. She slowly stood and looked at the unconscious boy on the couch. It was none other than Draco Malfoy.

Hermione took a deep breath and decided that she needed to find the breaker box that turned on the lights. She knew how to do it because her father….Fresh tears welled up in her eyes as she thought about him, but she quickly wiped them away and went to find the breaker box.

She got to the stairs and was somewhat apprehensive to walk down them all by herself, but she did. She quickly found what she was looking for and flipped the switch. The lights immediately flared to life and she blew out the candle.

Hermione walked back up stairs and got a wet cloth from the kitchen. She then walked into the bedroom and sat down on the bed beside Draco. "I should just kick you out, you know." she said as she pressed the cloth to his face. "You have done nothing but torture me for five years, but I am not as mean as you are. I can't just leave you out there all by yourself."

Suddenly he stirred and Hermione yanked her hand away. She held her breath and waited for him to lie back again before she let it out. She waited a few minutes before she once again pressed the wet cloth to him forehead. She had totally forgotten about her pain as she cared for the boy in front of her.

After an hour Hermione was fast asleep beside Draco. She had her arm across his stomach and she was sleeping soundly.

Draco was awakened the next morning by a bright light shining in his eyes. He felt horrible. Every little move he made seemed to send a new pain through him. Then, he remembered everything that happened the night before. The last thing he could remember was falling into darkness.

After a few minutes of trying to regain composure, he realized that something lying across his stomach. He reluctantly opened his eyes to see what it was. He looked down and saw that it was an arm. He followed the length of the arm until he saw a head of bushy brown hair. He wanted to remove the hair from the girl's face, but when he moved a searing pain shot down his arm and he was forced to pull it back. He lay still for a few minutes but soon couldn't take it anymore. He had to know who she was. He wiggled underneath her in an effort to wake her up, but she didn't move. So, he cleared his throat and wiggled some more. Finally, the brown haired girl began to stir. He stopped wiggling and waited for her to wake up. But to Draco's dismay, she didn't wake up. Instead, she snuggled closer to him and put one of her legs over his.

'Well,' he thought. 'This isn't so bad. I wonder how I got here, and where the heck am I? I mean this girl must've brought me here, but I still have no idea who she is or where 'here' is.' he wondered as he carefully slid his arms around the girl and closed his eyes.

Hermione POV

Hermione was startled awake when she felt something tighten around her waist. She immediately thought of her dad beating her. Her eyes flew open and she found herself staring at Draco Malfoy. Blood rushed to her face as she pulled herself away. She was about to scream when all of the memories from the previous night came flooding back to her. She immediately scrambled off of the bed and backed away.

Draco's eyes flew open when she pulled away, and he stared at her. His mouth dropped open and he did scream. "AHHH! What the bloody hell are you doing here, Mudblood?!" Draco yelled when he regained some of his composure.

The words stung Hermione and teams sprang into her eyes. Her embarrassment was totally forgotten and replaced by immediate anger. She immediately turned and ran from the room without saying a single word. 'I saved his life. You'd think he'd be just a little grateful.' she thought as she paced the kitchen.

She was on the verge of screaming when she heard a loud groan come from the bedroom. She immediately turned to go to Draco's side when she remembered what he called her. She froze and turned away. 'No way. I am staying right here. He doesn't deserve my help. Forget what I said yesterday, I am kicking his ass out of here today!!' she thought as her stomach rumbled. Just then she realized that she hadn't eaten in two days. In her rage, she stalked over to the cabinets in search of something to eat. The only thing in the entire cabin was one can of chicken noodle soup. 'Great. This is flippin' fabulous.' She thought as she sighed and went to the stove to cook the soup.

While it was cooking, she got two bowls and two glasses out and washed them. She filled both glasses with water and ice, and when the soup was finally warm, she filled them with the warm liquid. She put everything on a tray and carried it into the bedroom. 'This is going to be tons of fun.' said a sarcastic voice in her head.

When she got to the bedroom, she took a deep breath and pushed the door open. She walked over to the bedside table and sat the tray down. The whole time, she felt Draco eyes follow her, but she made no move to acknowledge his presence. She wasn't in the mood for another fight.

Draco watched her as she entered the room and sat a tray on the bedside table. She purposely avoided his gaze as she walked around the room without a word. "How did I get here, Granger?" he asked after watching her for a few minutes.

"I carried you." Hermione replied without looking up.

"You what?"

"I said, I carried you."

"You did?"

"Yes, you fell on top of me. I felt bad for you, and I brought you here." Hermione said as she slowly ate her soup.

"I fell on you?" he asked. Hermione nodded. "Oh."

"Well, eat already. It's going to get cold." Hermione said in an effort to break the awkward silence that was approaching.

Draco nodded and tried to sit up, but was only greeted by an extreme amount of pain which forced him to lay back down. He let out only the smallest sound, but it was enough. He gently laid back and closed his eyes.

Hermione saw this and felt bad for him. 'Why do I have to be so damn nice?!' she thought as she got up and sat on the side on his bed. She then picked up his bowl and a spoon. "Open your mouth." she commanded. Draco was about to refuse, but he realized that he hadn't eaten in a long time and was really hungry. He sighed and opened his mouth.

Hermione put the spoon up to his lips and let the warm soup enter. He swallowed and tried his hardest to keep her from knowing that he liked it. Hermione continued feeding him until all of the soup was gone. When she was done, she got up and collected the bowls and left the room without another word.

'Why is she doing this for me?' he wondered as she left the room. 'This whole situation is messed up! What am I going to do? If she is going to be this nice to me then maybe I should ease up a bit. I guess I should apologize if I want her to continue to willingly serve me.' Then, as if she heard what he was thinking, Hermione walked into the room.

"I have to go find some food." she said before she turned to leave once again.

"Wait." Draco called after her. "I want to say something."

Hermione stopped and turned around. "What?"

"I wanted to umm… a-" Draco paused to clear his throat before finishing. "A-apologize for…you know."

"Calling me a Mudblood?"

"Yeah, and thanks for breaking my fall."

"Sure, bye."

"Wait." Draco said as he saw the dark bruises that decorated her face and arms. "Did I do that to you when I fell?" he asked, pointing to her bruised face.

Hermione looked confused for a moment before she realized what he was talking about. Her hand went to her cheek and she looked down. "No." she whispered, almost inaudibly.

"Then who?" he asked, genuine curiosity in his voice.

"Nobody. I…er…I fell down some stairs." she said a little to quickly.

"No you didn't. I mean I know that you are pretty clumsy, but nobody is that bad." he said sarcastically. "Now, what really happened?"

"None of your business." she yelled, turning and running from the room for the second time today.

'What did I do now?' he wondered. 'Man, this is going to suck!!'

Hermione POV

Hermione stormed out of the room and paced the kitchen. She wasn't really mad at Draco, but she didn't want him to know what really happened either. She knew that it would be hard to avoid telling him if he continued pressing the issue, but she was afraid that he would make fun of her. She knew that he was perfectly capable of taking the thing that would hurt her the mostg and using it against her. '…but what about him. He's the one who fell from the sky. What happened to him?' she wondered as she quickly decided to go ask.

She stalked into the room and promptly sat on the side of the bed. They stared at each other for a long time before Hermione broke the silence. "Well, what happened to you??"

Draco smirked at her and his eyes twinkled as if he was saying 'I know something you don't know.' Then in a high-pitched, mocking voice he said, "That is none of your business."

Hermione glared at him and said, "I think it is. You did, after all, fall from the sky and land on top of me."

"Fine. I will make you a deal, Granger. When you tell me the truth about how you got the bruises, then I will tell you what happened to me." Draco said with another one of his trademark smirks.

Hermione's mouth dropped open. 'That's no fair. I really want to know what happened to him, but I can't tell him what happened to me.'

"Forget it. I already told you what happened to me." she said finally. "I am going to get food. Bye." she said as she slammed the door.

"Bye." Draco said to the closed door. 'She is dying to know what happened to me. She will break soon.' he thought as he smirked once more before closing his eyes and resting. 'Maybe this won't be so bad after all. I have one third of the golden trio waiting on me hand and foot.'