Draco raised his head to the steel door that was creaking open. he hadn't had a visitor for a few years...

Draco Malfoy; 26. inhabitant of Azkaban for 5 years. ex-death eater. numerous crimes including using the killing curse, torture curse and killing more than 70 muggles and muggle-borns.

Draco looked a little different since he entered Azkaban. his hair was just above his shoulders and it was a little greasy and a dusty gold colour. his skin was shallow and dirty. his robes were ripped, torn and grimy... the only things that hadn't changed were his eyes. they were still silver-grey, evil and filled with hatred.

Hermione Granger entered the cell, looking rather flustered.

"... M... malfoy..." she whispered, her eyes bouncing off the cells of the walls, not looking at Draco. she was obviously feeling uncomfortable being around the murderer-of-a-class mate, or maybe it was because there were dementors behind the door.

Hermione Granger. 26. assistant of the minister of magic, goodie-two-shoes and fiancé of Ronald Weasley.

"... yes...? Granger...?" breathed Malfoy, his voice silken. he lay on his side on the stone bed of his cell, an arm under his head as a make-shift pillow, his steely eyes on the Muggle-born in front of him.

"i... well...ummm..." stuttered Hermione, still not looking at Draco, wringing her hands desperately.

Draco stayed silent and sighed softly, closing his eyes and shifting his body on his hard and cold bed.

"the minister has decided to let you come out for the time being, though probation will be present, you will be reasonably free, but you will have an Auror at your side at all times and you will not have your want with you."

Draco's eyes snapped open.

"though if you do anything like the crimes you committed in the past, you will be sent back to Azkaban immediately. and that is the same for ANY laws. if you so much as try to escape from your Auror body-guard, if you would like to call him that, you will be sent back to Azkaban and the same goes if you attack him unnecessarily." finished Hermione, breathing deeply.

Draco stared at the girl opposite him. his mouth felt dry.

". . . i'm free...?" were the only words that could come to mind.

Hermione gave a small nod, finally looking upto Draco.

"i'm... free..." Draco slowly stood up from his bed, staring at his shaking hands that were held out in front of him. Hermione's eyes widened and she took a step back.

"I'M FREE!" screamed Draco, laughing maniacally, his hands covering his face. Hermione's back was pressed against the steel door behind her. maybe the minister made a mistake? releasing a mad-man out into the public wasn't a good idea!

Draco dropped to his knees and laughed happily for the first time in a very long time. after he calmed down, he was kneeling on all fours, breathing deeply, his eyes wide and maniac, staring at the dusty floor underneith him, his tattered robes hanging around him. Hermione stared at Draco, her back pressed almost painfully against the steel door, her eyes wide and filled with unshed tears.

Draco turned to Hermione, looking at her though a curtain of dusty gold hair. Hermione's breath hitched in her throat and she went pale.

Draco slowly stood up.

"r-remember! you're not allowed to kill! you're be sent back here again!" screamed Hermione, shaking from head to foot.

Draco chucked softly, breathing deeply and running a hand through his dirty hair.

"i'm not going to any time soon, Granger." sneered Malfoy, giving Hermione one of his trademark smirks.

Hermione took a moment, then after Draco didn't move at her, she sighed deeply.

"thank god for that... well, shall we go?" she asked, feeling a little better around Draco, knowing that he won't kill her.

Draco nodded and watched as the steel door opened and let him out.

((TBC i hope you guys liked the first chapter:3))