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A/N: Thank you to all of my reviewers, especially silvershiver, because she has reviewed on every chapter. Also, to chickenflavored ramen, yes, I do like the word poof, I think its funny.

Chapter 5

Potions and Nightmares

"So, Hermione, why did you want to go to the library?"

"Oh, I just wanted to see what my dreams have to do with my life."

"You still haven't told us what your dreams are about."

"I don't know if I want to tell you, they are a little personal."

"C'mon Hermione, they can't be that bad. Plus we're your best friends."

"I know, I guess I can tell you later."

"Why can't you tell us right now?"

"Because, there are too many people around."

"Ok. Well, when you are helping me with my charms homework, you can tell us."

"Maybe, I still can't remember all of the details of most of them, they are just so bizarre that it confuses me. Then I wake up and I can't remember everything."

"It's ok Hermione, just tell us what you can."

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Draco was listening to their conversation, inconspicuously eavesdropping. Why wouldn't she want to tell her best friends about her dreams? Were they that bad that she had to keep it from them?

He wanted to know what they were about, and he was going to find out sooner or later, he just needed to get Hermione alone again. But how he was to do that, he didn't know.

He was mad that he hadn't talked to her more at the library, and he wasn't sure that he wanted to talk to her again soon, because then she would think he was stalking her or something. He was being way too nice to her for normal. She would probably think he was going insane.

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Hermione did think that Malfoy was insane, in fact the thing in the library made her very scared. Not for the same reasons as one would think. But because it was exactly the same as a dream she had had a couple of nights before. The same way he came in, what he said, and how she answered. She didn't want to know what was going to happen next, but she had a feeling.

She paid attention all through class. They were going to make a potion that was only for advance potions. It would take a month to make, and they would have to test it using the hair of someone else in the class.

They were making Polyjuice potion. Little did Snape know that the trio had already made it before. The three started giggling, which is not a good thing to do in Snape's class.

"And what are you three smirking about."

"Nothing Professor Snape," Harry said, trying to hide his smile.

"Potter, do not try my patience."

"I'm sorry Professor," Harry said, still trying to hide his smile.

"Potter, do you want a detention, or do you want to tell me what is going on this instant."

"Nothing is going on Professor."

"Ok, detention Potter, and you two as well," he said, implying Ron and Hermione. "I want to see all three of you in here at six o'clock."

Ron and Harry were completely fine with detention with Snape, because they had had it many times before, but Hermione was furious, she had too much work to do to be able to come to detention and deal with Snape for three hours.

"I'm sorry Professor, but I don't think I can do that, I have a lot of work to do tonight."

"Miss Granger, if you do not want anymore detentions, you will be quiet now."

"Please Professor, I need this time tonight to finish my history essay."

"Miss Granger, you will now have even less time, you have detention for the rest of the week."

"But Professor…"

"Do you want to make it a whole month?"

"No Professor," she said quietly as she put her head down. How could he give her an entire week of detention? She already had enough stuff to do, taking tons of classes and she wasn't getting enough sleep due to her nightmares.

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Harry was wondering whom he would turn into; it would be fun to turn into a girl or something, just to see how it would feel. Little did he know, that this is exactly was Snape had in mind.

Professor Snape started to put them into partners.

"Potter, you will be with Parkinson." Harry looked at her, she looked as though she was going to puke, and Harry had the same exact face.

"Weasley, you will be with Miss Bulstrode." Ron's face went red. He was hoping that Snape would pair him with his girlfriend.

"Miss Granger, you will be with Mr. Malfoy." Hermione was extremely pissed about this, but Malfoy had a smug expression on his face.

"Mr. Finnigan, you will be with Miss Patil." Snape read the rest of the names off of the list, making sure each girl and boy had a partner of the opposite sex.

When Professor Snape was finished calling out the names, he made everyone go and sit with their partners.

Hermione took a seat next to Malfoy and started getting out her supplies to make the potion.

"So, Granger, I have to turn into you?"

"Yes, and I'm not sure if I like that arrangement."

"Nor do I, but we can't do anything about it, now can we?"

"You are so bipolar."

"What do you mean?"

"You are nice one minute, then you are an arrogant asshole the next minute, why can't you just have one personality?"

"I don't know Granger, I just go along with my mood, and right now I am not in the mood to be ridiculed by a mudbl-"

"If you dare finish that statement, I will put an end to all of your misery."

"Why would you do a thing like that Granger?"

"Because I am sick of you. I am not going to put up with you."

"Oh, but you have to, because this is for a grade, and if you don't want me to ruin the potion, then I would be nice to me."

"You arrogant, daddy's boy."

"Take that back Granger."

"No, because it is a true statement, and I believe in telling the truth."

"Well, it's true that you are a mudblood, so I think I will say that too."

"If you say that again, I will be forced to harm you."

"You wouldn't do a thing like that, Granger, you may get more detentions."

"Just shut up, we need to get to work."

"Don't tell me to shut up, or this project will not go by smoothly."

But Hermione had stopped listening to him; she had begun to pour in the leeches.

"You know, it says not to add the lacewigs for an hour," Malfoy pointed out to Hermione, who was already adding the lacewigs.

"You can add them earlier, trust me."

"And why should I trust you."

"Because I'm better than you."

"Not at this class."

"That's only because you cheat," Hermione said accusingly.

"I do not cheat, Potions is something that I am very good at myself."

"Sure."

"What is wrong with you? You think that I'm only better than you in this class because Snape is the teacher?"

"As a matter of fact, I do."

"Well, I'll tell you one thing. If McGonagall was teaching this class, it would still be my favorite."

"I highly doubt that."

"What is your problem? Why can't you believe that I like potions?"

"I can, but you are talking about being completely in love with potions."

"Well, they are good for a lot of things, I can make many potions that we have never made here before."

"Like this one?" Hermione asked.

"No, I haven't even heard of this one."

"Well, I have made this potion before, so if you would trust me on knowing that you can add the lacewigs sooner than an hour, it would be nice."

"When did you make this potion before?" Draco asked, now intrigued.

"That's none of your business."

"You have a lot of things to explain to me Granger, I am going to find them out."

"And how do you plan on doing that."

"That's none of your business."

Hermione just went back to her potion, making sure to stir it counter clockwise, until the end of class.

She walked out of the classroom feeling very suspicious of Malfoy, what was he going to do? She wanted to know, but there was no way she was going to talk to him if she didn't have to.

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Draco on the other hand had enjoyed the conversation; he would now have time to talk to her during potions. He felt bad about being so mean to her, but he had to show that he had more than one side of him. He didn't want her to think that he had all of a sudden become nice. He was still evil at heart and he was only doing this for a bet, he was not going to tell the entire school that he was gay, because he wasn't.

He walked back to his room and did his homework. When he was finished with that, he sat by the fire and read, until it was time for lights out. He fell into an uneasy sleep, thinking about his plan to make the Gryffindor Ice Queen fall in love with him.

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Hermione had not enjoyed her detention at all, cleaning the potions room, scrubbing the cauldrons and the floor. It was not enjoyable at all. When she went back to her room, she was completely exhausted. She gave Ron a kiss goodnight and went upstairs to go to sleep.

She fell asleep, and in the night she dreamed of something horrible. She dreamed that her house, the one she would share with Ron in the future, was on fire, burning to the ground, she saw her kids being taken away by men in cloaks. She saw Ron kneeling on the ground in front of a man in a hooded cloak, a hand, as white as death, protruding from the sleeve, holding a wand containing the tail feather of a phoenix.

She started crying, wishing she were there to help him. She heard the two most feared words in the Wizarding world, then she saw a flash of green light…she woke up doused in her own sweat, Lavender shaking her.

"Hermione, what's wrong?"

"What?" she said, trying to remember the dream that she had just been having, but it was spilling out of her head. She couldn't remember.

"You were screaming, and shaking. And look at you, you're covered in sweat."

"I don't know. I was having a nightmare."

"I can see that. Are you okay? Is it something you want to talk about.?"

"I don't even remember what it was," Hermione said, for she didn't, she couldn't remember what she had been dreaming about.

"Ok, well, you should get back to sleep, or go take a shower, I wouldn't want to sleep in my own sweat."

"I know, but I shouldn't be out past lights out."

"I'm sure they will understand that you just want to take a shower."

"Ok, I think I'll go and take a shower then."

"Ok, see you in the morning, I'm going back to sleep."

"Goodnight Lavender, and thank you."

"You're welcome, now leave me alone." She said smiling.

Hermione walked out of the common room with her shower bag under her arm, and a towel in her hand. Making her way to the prefect's bathroom in the middle of the night.

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When Draco woke up he was covered from head to toe in sweat. He didn't know what his dream had been about, but it definitely had him scared.

He always had a recurring nightmare about his father. It had his father forcing him to get the Dark Mark, forcing him to do what he didn't want to do the most. When he had this nightmare, he would always wake up like this, shaking, drenched in cold sweat.

He decided to take a shower. He got up, grabbed a towel, and headed for the prefect's bathroom.

Lemons for everyone!

Brittany