Chapter 4: Stuck Together

Draco and Hermione worked on their potion in Professor Snape's class the next day. Hermione was very happy with herself to be so far ahead. They were very close to finishing. Professor Snape walked over to where Draco and Hermione were standing and surveyed their potion.

"It's coming along very nicely, Mr. Malfoy. If you and Miss Granger finish it today you can take it. Now you now what will happen when you take it?"

"Yes sir."

Hermione and Draco drank the potion at the same time. Professor Snape looked at them and told them to stand up. They stood up and still nothing had changed. Professor Snape dismissed the class and watched Draco and Hermione leave. Hermione started to walk away and when she got about two feet away from Draco she froze in her place.

Professor Snape smiled, "Something wrong Miss Granger?"

"Uh yeah...I can't move."

"Very good. Your potion passes; you two will not be able to go more than two feet from each other today. The potion will end in exactly 12 hours. So it's ten in the morning now, you will be together until ten tonight."

Professor Snape turned, walked into his office and slammed the door. Hermione looked frantically at Draco and then motioned him towards her. He started towards her and then she could move again. They looked at each other again and then started yelling.

"How in the HELL does he expect me to be near you all day?" Hermione shook her head.

"You? He really thinks that I can be wandering around with a Muggle born? Does he know who I am?"

"Oh so I'm not a Mudblood anymore?"

"What?"

"You called me a Muggle born instead of a Mudblood."

"Oh, I don't know. Come on, we have transfiguration."

Draco and Hermione walked into class together and the students started to stare. The walked to an empty table and Professor McGonagall came up to Hermione and asked her about Draco.

"Is there something I should know Miss Granger?"

"Well Professor, Professor Snape had us make a potion and Draco and myself finished today. After class Professor Snape had us take the potion and now we are stuck together all day."

Professor McGonagall muffed a laugh, "Well Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy please to do let this predicament cause a problem in my class."

Draco and Hermione glared at each other at times during class. They each worked on their transfiguration and of course Hermione was the first person to transfigure her frog into a quill. Draco finished soon after she did.

"How does it feel to always come in second to me Malfoy?"

"Shut it Granger."

"Aww poor Draco, are you just not good enough for daddy."

"SHUT UP!" Draco stood up and Hermione's eyes got big.

"Excuse me Mr. Malfoy, is there a problem?"

"No Professor McGonagall."

Draco sat back down and wouldn't look at Hermione, "You know, I am never good enough for my father. Do you think he likes the fact that I come in second at everything to you? Even in Quidditch, I come in second to Potter, all the time. I am never good enough for him."

"I'm sorry Draco, I didn't.."

"Yeah I know you didn't know," Draco looked into her eyes, "I didn't expect you to. How 'bout we never talk about this again."

"Yeah, okay.."

After all the class of the day Draco and Hermione stood at the doors of the Great Hall.

"I'm not sitting with the Gryffindorks, Granger."

"Well excuse me Malfoy, but I don't want to sit with your kind either."

"Well I guess we can go back to my common room and have the house elves bring us something."

"Me? You want me to go to your Common Room? Do you want me to be killed?"

"Everyone's at dinner."

"So, if they came back all your mini Death Eater friends with attack me."

Draco glared at her and took her arm, "Come on, were going to eat."

Hermione went willingly. They walked down to the dungeons and into the Slytherin common room. Draco opened the door and then when he called clear out to Hermione she came in. Draco led her up to a door and she stayed outside while Draco went in. He came back out and opened the door for her.

"My dad got me my own room; sometimes it's good to be his son."

Hermione gasped as she looked inside the room. The walls were painted black but it was lightened up with white curtains and bedroom furniture. His bed had black and white silk sheets and beside his bed was big bookshelf filled to the max. "It's wonderful Draco."

"We could have gone to the Potion Room in the library, but I let Blaise use it tonight. He's been really swamped with work lately."

Draco walked over to a table and pulled out chair, "Well here ya go. I'm going to go order from the House Elves." He walked to the fireplace on the opposite wall and then stopped dead in his tracks, "I forgot, you can't be that far from me."

Hermione walked over to Draco and he moved to the fireplace. She looked through the books on the bookshelf beside it. She saw a lot of books that evolved the Dark Arts. Draco then got up from the fireplace and went to the window beside his bed. She looked out the window beside him and saw the Great Lake. "It's a beautiful sight," Hermione started, "I wish I had this view from my room."

There was a knock at the door of Draco's room and a house elf came in with a tray of food. The elf set the food on the table and left the room. Draco muttered something under his breath that sounded like, "Rude little bugger."

Both Draco and Hermione sat down at the table and started eating. They didn't talk the whole dinner. After dinner Draco put the plates together and sat then outside his door. It was 8:00 so they only had two hours left of this; well it couldn't really be called torture. They sat down on his bed and started talking about their families.

"Is your father really as bad as everyone makes him out to be?"

"Yeah, he's evil, vile, cold, and so many other words. I used to admire him. I always thought he was so strong and I wanted to be just like him. After he was put in Azkaban in fifth year that went down the drain. The father that I knew would never get caught. I didn't realize it till then, but he doesn't run his own life. He takes orders from someone else. He let's someone make decisions for himself. I don't people to think for me, I have my own life and mind and I want to live my life my way."

Hermione stared at him for awhile, "Wow.."

"Yeah, so um, tell me about your family."

"Well my mom and dad are dentists; they work on people's teeth. They are very much in love and they've been together for 10 years. They're just normal Muggle parents. They go to work, cook dinner, clean, take care of me and well yeah. They were very surprised when I got my letter to Hogwarts. They never expected me to be a witch, you know."

"Yeah."

"The rest of my family thinks that I go to this big time boarding school. I hate lying to my family, and it's hard sometimes, like when I get owls while family is over. They start to look at me really strange and start asking questions. I just tell them it's my pet though."

"Wizards and witches have been in my family for ages." Draco started; "my mother comes from the Black family. They are purebloods like the Malfoy's. I'm not even sure that my mother and father love each other. My father just seems so cold; it's so hard to know what he feels. My mother though, she has a caring side. I know that she loves me and she tries her hardest to be a good mother."

Draco and Hermione continued to talk about their lives until eleven that night. They didn't even realize that the potion had worn off an hour ago. Draco turned to his clock and got up.

"Well were not under the potion anymore. Would you like me to walk you back to Gryffindor?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

Draco opened the door and saw it flooded with Slytherins. "Okay plan two. I'll take you back on my broom."

"Oh Draco, I'm scared of heights, I don't like to fly."

"You'll be fine, get on."

Hermione obeyed and got on the broom, Draco sat behind her and wrapped his arm around her waist while the other one steered the broom. For a split second Hermione melted from his touch, then she realized whom it was holding her. She tensed up as Draco kicked off from the windowsill.

"It's beautiful out here Draco."

"Yeah I know, I come out here sometimes and just fly, it's relaxing."

Hermione relaxed in his arms and admired the view. They finally arrived at the Hermione's window and she opened it. Lavender and Partarvi were sleeping already. Draco helped Hermione inside and then bid her goodnight and left. Hermione fell back onto her bed in pure bliss. How could anyone as cold as Draco Malfoy make her feel so good inside?

A/N: Well I hope you liked it. The first part was kind of boring for me to ride but when I got to the dinner part everything just started coming out without me thinking. YAY. So I hope it's all right. BTW if there is ever a time when I got like a week or two with updating, my computer probably went into a coma. It does that at times. :slaps monitor: Well review and tell me what you think!

Missez Malfoy