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Recap: "What do you want, Granger?" The blonde asked as he turned to face the girl.

She bit her lip and looked away. Draco sighed in frustration "Look, if you came here to say..." Draco began.

Hermione looked up at him. "Do you want to know about your accident?" She asked.

Draco kept quiet as he looked at the Head Girl.

Hermione on the other hand, looked around to see if anyone was within hearing distance.

"Come with me." She said.

Leading Draco, Hermione brought him inside an empty classroom. Shutting the door, Hermione turned to face him.

At first, Draco noticed that Hermione was hesitant. "Don't make me wait anymore, Granger." The blonde said.

"Look, all I can tell you is that, you'd have to experience your death one more time." Hermione said after a long moment.

"Right, this is what I don't get. Why do you think you and me died?" Draco asked loudly.

"Remember the book that I was reading about, Death and Resurrection? It clearly stated about wizards having died and not remember that they did in the first place." She said.

"Why do you have to believe everything that you read?" The blonde asked.

"Didn't you also think that you could have died when you read the first passage in that book?" The Head Girl retaliated.

Of course the Slytherin did. Draco glared at her.

After a long pause, Hermione sighed. As she was about to say something Draco suddenly remembered about the other night.

"You dreamt about my accident on the night the Northern Lights appeared in the sky once more didn't you?" Draco asked.

Slowly Hermione nodded.

"Then, why can't you just tell me how it happened?" Asked the Slytherin as he came up to her.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Hermione answered turning away from him.

As Draco was about to protest greatly, he knew she still wouldn't tell him.

Draco sighed in defeat. "Fine, what do you want me to do?"

She turned to face him. Slowly, Hermione answered. "You can't do this alone."

Draco looked away, thinking. He then looked back at her after a few minutes.

Grudgingly he asked "Would you help me?"

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What Hermione's answer was, Draco didn't know. The fact was that before she could answer him, the door opened revealing Ginny Weasley and Parvati Patil.

An awkward moment of silence passed between them before the red haired broke out of her stupor and asked "Hermione, could you come with us for a moment?" She glanced at Draco and back at the Head Girl "We really need your help!"

"Don't bother going," the blonde began "I was just leaving." And with that, Draco made his way out.

He could then hear Hermione ask the two girls how they found her. They explained that they had used the spell the Head Girl taught them.

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"10 points from Hufflepuff and Gryffindor!" Shouted the Head Boy as he caught a fifth year couple kissing senselessly in a corridor.

The couple broke off and ran away from sight right after they saw the Head Boy scowl in disgust.

Draco continued walking and as he took another turn, he saw the Head Girl herself talking to two first years Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

"That's a great job you two did." Hermione said smiling. "10 points to Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. Thank you for helping me." Smiling, the first years took off talking animatedly on how they like the Head Girl.

Draco rolled his eyes and walked the other way. Not wanting to run into her.

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The Slytherin Head Boy stared longingly at the Quidditch pitch through the window.

"Malfoy." Came a voice behind the door of his bedroom.

Breaking his gaze from the Quidditch pitch, he strode to the door and opened it. "What is it, Head Girl?" He drawled.

Hermione bit the corner of her lip and said "I will help you in finding out about your accident." The blonde didn't say a word and just kept his gaze upon her. "Only if you were to help me find out about mine.

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As Draco walked down to the common room, he glanced at the girl beside him. She seemed pensive about something.

"So, do you want to find out about yours first?" Asked the blonde, as they sat on the enormous rug. Hermione shook her head and answered, "No," she then opened the huge enormous book that she brought with her. "It'd be best if you were to see yours first."

"What now?" asked the blonde as if waiting for something extraordinary happen. Hermione turned to a page and began searching it, while Draco simply rolled his eyes.

"Okay," said the brunette looking up at the Slytherin. "do you remember anything at all about the accident?" She asked.

Draco stared at her for a moment before answering, "No."

"Can you try remembering?" She pressed. Gritting his teeth, Draco replied "I tried that before, would you like another vase thrown at you?"

Hermione looked taken aback but Draco had missed it in a second. Instead, she glanced back at the book.

"Is there a place where you're not allowed to go?" Hermione asked as she continued looking at the book. Draco thought of many places he wasn't allowed to go; his father's study, the room in the corner of the seventh floor, Hermione's bedroom.

"Lately?" the Head Girl continued looking back at the Head Boy, unperturbed by the fact that Draco was smirking for a second.

Draco looked away, thinking. "The Quidditch Pitch." He then looked at Hermione who was looking back "You know all of this, why are you asking me?"

"Oh I understand," said the blonde before Hermione had a chance to reply, "you want me to figure this out by myself."

Hermione didn't smile, Draco was then reminded of an aggravated clerk with framed glasses whom he met at the Ministry.

"Your accident did happen at the Quidditch Field, this was why Professor Dumbledore didn't want you anywhere near there." the brown haired witch said after a long pause. "He knew what would happen if you did."

"Which is?" asked Draco, frowning.

"Which is what you have to find out." Hermione answered, closing the book and looking back at him.

Seeing the Slytherin deep in thought, Hermione said gently, "You have to relive the past, Malfoy."

"When do I do that?" asked the blonde.

"You can't do it now," replied the Head Girl as she looked out the window. "the environment has to be exactly accurate with the time it happened."

Draco glanced at the window too, the weather outside was bright and cheerful. "I died during a rainstorm?"

Hermione nodded as she looked back at him Draco grinned at the irony and hung his head in defeat. "Great." He growled.

As Draco looked back up at Hermione, he wondered why this Gryffindor helping him solve his accident. After all that he did to her, after everything that he had said, she was still willing to aid him.

Draco didn't want to voice this out to the girl sitting in front of him. Instead, the Slytherin broke their gaze and looked somewhere else.

"So I guess we'll just have to wait when there's a storm outside." Draco said looking out the window once more.

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"We shall continue with the lecture on the Goblin clan when class commences tomorrow." Wheezed Professor Binns

"It's a wonder how that Professor can remember what he would be discussing," whispered Nott to Zacharius after exiting the classroom "after all, he can't even remember where he placed his notebook."

Draco Malfoy watched as the two Slytherins sniggered away. The Head Boy then made his way to Charms.

Reaching the classroom, he went to sit at the back.

After every student was in their seats, Professor Flitwick climbed up to his tower of books and began explaining the perfect form of a non-verbal spell.

"Mister Malfoy," called the Professor. Draco gradually looked up at him. "Yes, Professor Flitwick?" He replied.

"Would you care to show us an example of a perfect non-verbal spell?" Filius asked. Draco slowly got up from his seat. As the blonde was about to perform one, the Professor intervened "In front of the class."

--Why? Everyone's looking at me though.-- Draco walked up to the front of the class and eyed his school mates, including the Head Girl and boy wonder.

Looking back at the Professor, Draco concentrated on a particular spell. He then waved his wand at focused at that spell. Without moving his lips, Draco was able to lift the tiny Professor a few feet in the air.

As soon as the professor was placed back down on his books, Flitwick awarded the Head Boy with 10 points to Slytherin as told the blonde to return to his seat.

Sitting down, the Head Boy took out his notebook and began taking notes that appeared on the board.

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Soon, Draco Malfoy made his way to the Great Hall for dinner.

Filling his plate with food, he heard distant rumbling. Next thing he knew, heavy raindrops started pounding on the walls and windows of Hogwarts.

Setting his plate on the table, Draco glanced at Hermione. She returned his gaze, only to look away as soon as she did.

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Draco's dinner went exceptionally slow, and now the Head Boy watched as his school mates trudged up to their common room.

Rain was still pounding hard and the Head Boy knew it would go on until tomorrow. Glancing around, he saw that he was one of the very few people who were still in the Great hall.

One of them was Professor Dumbledore. The old professor looked at him with twinkling eyes. Breaking their gaze quickly, Draco stood up from his seat and walked out of the Hall.

Reaching the grand portrait of the white Fairy, the Head Boy said the password and got in.

The blonde wasn't surprise when he saw that he was the only one there.

No sooner had the blonde sat down on the couch, the portrait opened up and lightning cracked swiftly. Draco gazed at the person as thunder rumbled loudly.

"Your move, Granger."

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