"You want me to show you around?" Draco asked as she turned around to face him. A bit of his hair was dangling into his face and when his eyes met Hermione's she turned her head away. She could feel what was happening inside her, but she didn't know why. He had done so much to hurt her, but she didn't care.

"No, I'll stay here, you go do what your normally would do." Draco stood there staring at the side of her head

"I wouldn't be doing much, come on im bored please." Hermione jolted her head around to his.

"What did you say?"

"Please, it's the only way you'll do anything," Hermione sighed when Draco had finished.

"Is that all you think, that I do anything when someone says one word."

"No I didn't mean it-"

"You seem to not many anything lately, how the hell do you think im going to trust you now?" Draco suddenly wrapped his arms around her, giving her the most friendliest hug, and for some reason Hermione started crying and she hugged him back placing her arms around the middle of his back. They stood there for a good 8 minutes not saying anything just standing there in each other's comfort. Draco loosened his hug, but Hermione's arms stayed around him and her head on chest. Draco lifted her chin up so his eyes were peering into her.

"Whats wrong," he said softly. Her face was puffy and red from tears, which were still pouring out.

"You!" Hermione let go off him and ran out of the room. She ran down the hall and ran into the only open door. She walked in and noticed it was exactly like her room except more green. She slammed the door and ran to the bed jumping on it smashing her face into the blankets. The door opened to her right but she didn't move, she kept her head facing the blankets.

"What are you doing in here?" The familiar voice said. Just leave me alone Draco, I don't want to talk to you, She thought she was going to say that but didn't'.

"Where am I? And why do you keep following me and finding me why?" Draco walked over to the bed at sat down.

"Well first of all," he said softly, "This is my room, secondly I wasn't following you and I didn't really plan to find you but I thinks its best that I did."

"And why would that be?" she said finally lifted her head off the blankets.

"Cos I think we need to talk, come on move over." Hermione scooted over the other side of the bed, sitting up with her back resting against the back bed head. Draco sat next to.

"Well, go on talk then." Hermione said bringing her knees up to her chest.

"Well, I dono how you feel but im really confused."

"Your not the only one."

"So you are too, you know you can talk to me, staying with you in that room made me realise how much I miss talking to people about my insides."

"Why don't you talk to your mum?" She lent her head on her knees but still facing Draco.

"Because it's too hard and she doesn't understand."

"Why don't you write it down then, that helps a lot? I used to talk to people I didn't know cos then you could always not talk to them again." He mmmm in agreement.

"Do you still have that book thing, where you wrote that thing in? I want to read it, maybe you could read it with me."

"Maybe, but I want to know one question?"

"Ok"

"Why do you have so many different personalities, first Of all your nice, then a bastard for so long now you turn out nice again, Whats up with that."

"Im sorry, I told you im confused."

"Fine, I'll be back in a sec." She ran out of the room and back in less then two minutes. She held the book close to her heart as she walked back over to the bed and sat down. Hermione handed Draco the book and he took it and opened it to the first page. Draco read through what Hermione had already read the first time she opened the book.

"I've read this one, turn the page." Draco did what he was told.

Dear journal

May 5th 1946

Hey I'm back again. Today I am in a better mood. I still haven't gotten over the thing that im expelled from Hogwarts, but I have a hearing coming up at the end of may so hopefully things will clear up by then. Mother told me in the morning that she didn't believe that I had told Landon to do those things, but I know father would never understand that. He hates me I'm sure of it, one year im his favourite, the next year he hates me. He always loved Eliza who is my little sister, she got everything she wanted, a new broom new robes everything that I wanted but never received. Wouldn't you expect the oldest to receive something like that, yeah me to, but no. Today I went for a walk back to the hole again, Something felt strange about that place and all I wanted to do is go back there and curl up on the couch. When I reached the opening of the hole, I heard a noise coming from down inside it. When I walked down the stairs I saw a light brown haired guy sitting on the other seat. He looked up shockingly but then he smiled.

"I wondered when you'd come." He said to me, "I wondered when I'd meet you." I didn't know what he was going on about but gave in. He looked really handsome in this formal shirt with three-quater cargos on. He motioned me to sit, and I did. When I sat down, he put his tanned had on top of mine. I felt something I don't know what, but then he just ran away. I was shocked for 10 minutes, how could another guy do that to me. What happening am I a crazy person no one likes or am im something special that no guy thinks they can have me? I HAVE NO IDEA!

Love always

Victoria.

"That was weird," Draco said putting the book down, "Who would run of on a girl like that." Hermione managed to form a shocked expression.

"You would do that, that's who."

"No I wouldn't, all these times YOU run away from ME. I would never leave anyone, never." Hermione put her head down sorrowing.

"Im really sorry Draco, I mean it first of all I was angry what you did to me, and everything just evolved from there. I know why you did it, but it still tears at my heart."

"And why does it do that, Hermione I need to know?" Hermione looked up and into his eyes.

"This is why." She planted a loving kiss on Draco's lips. He didn't reject it neither did he push her away. He sat there with everything running through his mind was he going crazy? Were these all-stupid imaginations? No it couldn't be. Hermione pulled away then turned and was about to get up walk out of the bedroom and go find a hole to crawl inside and hide. None of this happened because Draco stopped her. He embraced her in one of his famous lovable hugs and sat on the bed together for quite some time. Tears streamed down her face, she was confused and she didn't know why.

"Draco, Hermione get down here for dinner. Please." Narcissa yelled from the kitchen.

"Come on, lets go." Draco released her petite body and she stood up and walked towards the bathroom door.

"Oh no you don't, come on lets go downstairs." He grabbed her hand, which she didn't pull away and got pulled downstairs into the dinning room. This room was rather large and exquisite. The chandeliers that hung from the room shone brightly covered every dark spot in the room. The Grand polished wooden table sat in the middle of the room accompanied by 4 polished wooden chairs. A beautiful pale blue tablecloth was spread across the table reaching every part except the very ends. Four silver plates sat in front of the four chairs escorted with a knife and a fork on either side. The glass sat at the top of the plate, while a little cane basket sat in the middle of the table with little bread rolls inside. The carpet was a shaded maroon conflicting the with the blue walls.

"Wow," Hermione exchanged as she was pulled into the dinning room. Draco smirk the chauffeured her to a seat. Draco took the seat next to her and that sat their uncomfortably for a few minutes until Narcissa decided to join them. The food then appeared much like the large range at Hogwarts yet everything you wanted. Hermione gather some mashed potato and a piece of chicken she got handed some green beans from Draco as well. After Dinner was over they soon began to talk and in an in-depth conversation.

"Now Hermione, I know your Mother wishes you to stay here and not leave the house but tomorrow I would like you and Draco dear to enjoy some time in the city." Narcissa gave a convincible smile and Hermione smiled back.

"That would be a great thing thank-you Narcissa." Draco somehow managed to move his hand onto Hermione lap. She jumped slightly luckily Narcissi was busy talking to one of the house elves organising how they would get there tomorrow. Hermione placed a hand one his a smiled but not looking at him. Draco stayed quiet for the whole o the meal including supper. Then Draco and Hermione departed to their room. Draco led Hermione to her room first.

"I'll be back in a minute ok?" Draco said as he dropped Hermione's hand and went through the bathroom door. Hermione didn't have time to answer so instead she changed into her singlet and Pyjama pants. They were purple of course. She sat down on her bed and waited for Draco to return before going to sleep. As Draco had said he had returned back in less then a few minutes. The door creaked open as Hermione looked up. Drack had some track pants and a Navy Blue singlet clinging to his body. Draco smiled as he walked over to the bed.

"Are you ok?" He asked sitting down next to her.

"I'll be fine," she replied staring at her feet. Draco moved his arm around her.

"You know I'm always here for you no matter what."

"I would of laughed if you had sad that last year." She smiled then returned to her feet.

"Well it's true, you do believe me don't you?" Draco asked seriously staring at her head, "Look at me and tell me you believe me." Hermione turned her head and stared into her silver grey eyes.

"I will only believe you Draco when you earn my trust, I know you can do that to." Hermione gave him a kiss on the cheek then climbed under her blankets and sat there watching Draco sitting on the end of his bed.

"Hermione you know I care about you, I know I've made some mistakes and don't even know why I like you I just do," Draco turned around and peered into her hazel eyes.

"Draco you can care about me all you want, because I know you care for me and I love knowing that you do, so I will trust you will always be there when I need you?" Draco nodded then moved to sit next to Hermione on the bed. He gave her a swipe on the lips then returned and stood up.

"Good night Hermione," he said as he departed her room.

Hermione woke up the next morning feeling cold. She opened her eyes to find her quilt doona was on the ground among her sheets as well. Hermione figured that she must have had a bad dream which she had. Hermione rubbed her tired eyes and rolled out of bed. She lifted her doona and sheets back onto the bed then walked over to her mirror