a/n Thank you to my reviewers, stephanie9999265 and Cecilia AnimeWriter. As you all know Hermione and Draco are currently not together. Many of you may be wondering if I have gone mad, but I have this to say. The story is not over, so you never know what might happen. Read and enjoy!
Some how Draco made his way to his common room. Some how he managed to sleep even though he was waken up so many times by the image of Hermione. Something was wrong with him, he felt so empty. There was a weight in his chest that only brought pain and he couldn't fix it. Deep down he knew it wasn't him who had said those things, it had been someone else. Draco knew what it was liked to be possessed, how many times had his father seen the going ons at Hogwarts through him? Too many to count he thought grimly to himself. This feeling wasn't like that, but it was similar, but then there was that inner voice in his head. It told him he was just making all this up to take the blame off of himself. Part of Draco believed it, the other part refused to even listen.
There was only one thought in his head, and that was of Hermione. She had gone off crying because he had hurt her. He felt miserable, and he knew this wasn't like him to act this way. What was wrong with him? But he knew. He knew nothing would be the same, because he had tasted a bit of heaven and wanted more. (I know a bit cheesy, but hey it is better then what I first had down!)
Hermione had been taken to Gryffindor tower by her mysterious savior, because without him she knew that it would have been impossible to make it back to the common room. All the time she wondered, what had she done wrong? Why had he said that? Hermione would honor his wishes and stay away from him, she just wished she knew why he acted the way he did. Then he looked so surprised himself, she wondered if maybe he didn't mean it, but didn't want to get her hopes up. Finally she was seated in an arm chair before the dying ambers, the fluttered lightly as a breath of chilly air spiraled down the chimney and blew on it. Hermione shuttered and brought her arms around herself. In the light of the fire she saw her rescuer and gasped. No, it couldn't be how did he know where to find her? He looked over at her and smiled slightly, to Hermione's surprise she smiled back.
Draco stalked to his classes the next morning, his hearts aching with every step he took. He figured if he walked fast that it would hurt less, so far it wasn't working. Maybe that was because when he went to the hall for breakfast he had seen Hermione, and she was smiling and holding hands with… NO! He didn't want to think about it, he had gone off without even having breakfast. No matter how much it hurt he felt a twinge of something, he couldn't name it or describe it. It made him glad that Hermione was happy, but he pushed away that feeling, she couldn't be happy without him. Could she? He had to get them away from each other. He had to talk to Hermione, but that would be difficult because of what he asked Hermione to do. For some reason Draco knew that she would respect what he said and stay away from him.
He had Potions in the morning that day and walked into class trying to calculate how to get Hermione away from… him. When he realized that they were partners in Potions. Draco sat down next to Hermione and she didn't even look at him. Draco sighed; this was going to be a long class. They worked in silence for the rest of the class and when the bell rang she didn't even give her a backward glance when she left. Draco had expected her to be mad, but he hadn't expected her to take no notice.
Then he saw him, he didn't even want to think about it. They smiled at each other and started to walk to their next class. Draco lagged behind watching thoughtfully his head full of ideas.
a/n Hey I know that this is a short chap. but the next one will be longer. I don't mind criticism as long as it is constructive! Please review!