When Draco left the common room, Hermione ran over the bathroom and looked at her shoulder. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, they were the only freckles on her body that were brown; the rest weren't so very noticeable.
"This is ridiculous" Hermione whispered, she pulled her hair upward and looked in the mirror, sighed and then dropped her hair.
Hermione ran up to her room, she was defiantly no in the mood for food. The dream had consumed her, and she was mere minutes away from finding out the truth.
After making the bed, organizing her books, and brushing her hair she went back down to the common room to pace.
Minutes later Draco walked in, and noticed Hermione pacing. She had his back to him and had not notice him walk in.
"God this is ridiculous" said Hermione
"Always talk to yourself Granger?" Hermione jumped and turned around. She had obviously no idea he was in the room.
"Knock much?"
"Considering I live here its not necessary" Draco snapped "Now did you want to know about that dream or not?"
Hermione crossed her arms, and nodded.
"You might want to take a seat"
Worry filled Hermione's eyes; she took a seat on the couch in front of Draco. He began to pace in front of her, looking at his shoes, looking for the words.
"The girl, Kali from your dreams she is real. This is no ordinary dream, it's a memory."
"What? How is that possible, I have never even set foot in… wait how do you even know about the dream? Or Kali?"
"I knew Kali, she was lost many years ago. She was taken from her family. Her mother was a vampire, its all very complicated but in the end Kali was born. Her mother could no long have her around for fear of killing her, her own daughter. So she sent her to live with a muggle family, changing her memories and appearance so that no one could persecute her.
"Why would they persecute her? And where is she now?"
"Oh Hermione, I'm surprised you haven't figured it out. Well, Her mother didn't change one thing about her appearance incase of ever having to find her again."
"What was it?" Hermione asked leaving forward to the Draco who was now still and staring out the window.
"A freckle pattern." He said as he stepped forward and brushed Hermione's hair away from her shoulder.