Just back from school and I've had a huge urge to write on my story all day! I can't believe that I'm going to write a whole chapter in just one day. I'm so awesome! ^___^ lol

Disclaiming my disclaimer whom dislikes having to have to disclaim anything! Umm I duno if that made any sense, but I don't own Harry Potter!

By the way I don't know how to spell Marudar's Map... So if how I spell it is wrong please don't boo at me. ^_^-

Oh and also: I've been playing Xenosaga a lot lately so I've decided to use a tiny, tiny piece of the game into this chapter. For you gamers out there you will know when you read it where it is! And I also thought I'd note that this is a very important chapter to the story so there is a lot of character changes. Don't expect it to be on one character for very long. I'm doing a lot of alternating.

"What sort of favor are we talking about here?" Draco asked, pacing a bit. He knew that whatever he wanted didn't matter. He would have to do this or his father would probably start to knock off the Dream Team. And although Draco didn't exactly love Ron and Harry he would keep them alive.

Lucius smiled, "We are in great need of the Marudar Map that Harry Potter possesses. I want you to take it from him."

"...That doesn't sound too hard," Draco sighed, "I guess..."

"Good," Lucius said, sounding almost proud, "Then meet me behind Hogsmeade tomorrow at 4 with it. We'll be in front of an old cave."

"We?"

"You'll see," Lucius smirked, "Just make sure you're there on time."

"...Fine."

Lucius swept up his cloak and walked gracefully out of Slytherin's common room.

Draco relaxed and fell onto his bed. How was he going to steal something of Potty's? He didn't exactly have a degree in pickpocketing. It's not like he had an invisibility cloak just lying around.

"Oh lovely," Draco mumbled, shutting his eyes, "I'm going to get myself expelled..."

Hermione felt incredibly stupid. She could just hear herself echoing through her mind.

"Oh...b-be you're...girlfriend?" she had said.

"Yes. That's what I'm asking," Harry had smiled sweetly and confidently.

"Well...I s-suppose there's no harm in being your girlfriend..." Hermione had said softly.

"So you will?"

"Will what?"

"Be my girlfriend!"

"Oh. Right. Yes. Yes, I'll be your girlfriend."

"All right!" Harry had said, smiling in a large goofy way, "Then shall we go on a date tomorrow?"

"S-sure... I'm free."

"Alright then we'll go to Hogsmeade tomorrow at, say, 3:30?"

"Ok."

"Ok! I'll see you later then."

"Right... Later then."

Hermione rolled over in her bed. She was completely stupid.

Draco paced nervously outside the Gryffindor painting. He tensely smoothed his hair behind his ear with a quick had motion. It was dark out already. It was so completely dark that he didn't really need an invisibility cloak. His black robes were enough to make him blend into the darkness. It had to be at least one in the morning.

A cricket chirped and a warm spring breeze floated through the old castle. Draco cursed at himself mentally. He was being a wuss. This was no time to chicken out.

He took a graceful step forward and looked the Fat Lady clearly in the eyes. She looked hesitantly back at him.

"Ye shall be as gods," Draco said softly and his words elegantly flowed into the wind.

The Fat Lady nodded and swung open to reveal the Gryffindor common room.

Why did I say that? Hermione was so frustrated with herself. Where was the smart, composed Hogwarts student she had known? Hermione seemed to be a different person to herself.

Hermione opened her eyes and looked deep into the darkness of the room. Even now she was thinking about Draco. In the back of her mind Hermione had been picturing Draco even when Harry had asked her out. She also thought that if she went out with Harry she would finally get over Draco. If she could do this then she could go back to normal. She could become the smart, composed Hogwarts student that she had always prided herself on. Right now she still hadn't finished the group assignment!

Hermione sighed. She closed her eyes again and tried drifting off to sleep. She didn't want to be sleepy tomorrow. She did have a date after all.

Draco shuffled though Harry's belongings. Ron and Harry were fast asleep so Draco wasn't too worried about them waking up. He had been extra cautious and put a sleeping spell on them anyway.

As Harry snored Draco found the map. He rolled it up quickly and stuck it in an inside pocket on his robe. Then he replaced everything as it was and left the room.

Draco walked swiftly to the common room and stopped suddenly. He wanted to check in on Hermione. Draco felt a little odd but he entered the girl's dorms and found Hermione's room. He creaked the door open slowly.

He took a moment to just watch her. She had kicked off half of her sheets and was sleeping on her side, cupping her face and her pillow. A slit of moonlight found itself laying on her cheek. Her hair flooded behind her, curving with her back.

When he had collected himself again he found that he was smiling. He was happy when he looked at her. He was even happier when he looked at her and knew she was safe.

Draco pushed his luck and walked up to her bed. He kneeled down to be face to face with her. He brushed her hair softly and tucked her sheets back around her. She stuck her hand out of the sheets, shifted a little, and mumbled his name. He paused to look at her. He smiled again.

Draco smoothed his thumb over her palm and whispered, "Hi Hermione."

Then he kissed her gently on the forehead and left the Gryffindor dorm. As he walked back to the Slytherin common room he kept smiling. He didn't care tonight. Draco felt reassured that whatever wrongs he would have to make for his father...he was making a bigger right by protecting Hermione.

Hermione looked up into the canopy of leaves. The sun was trying to shine through them, but only the sun's shadow was making it through. Hermione was sitting at the trunk of a large tree. The roots of the giant tree circled around her in the ground so it was almost as if the tree was forming a chair.

She breathed deep. It was peaceful in the forest. It smelled like lilac and trees. She glanced to her right and saw lilac bushes growing.

A caterpillar squirmed past her, down from the trunk and into the grass. Hermione stuck out her finger and the caterpillar crawled on her finger. She played with it for awhile, switching it from hand to hand and then set it down.

The forest was peaceful, but also lonely. She sighed. Was there someone else in this forest too?

"Hermione?" she heard in the distance.

She stood up and looked around, "Yes? Who's there?"

"Hermione!" she heard a male voice calling again.

"...D...Draco?" she called, jumping out from behind the tree, "Draco!"

"Where are you?!" he called urgently.

"Oh Draco!" Hermione cried, "I'm here! I'm here!"

"Hermione!" he screamed.

"Draco!" she screamed back.

"He cannot hear you," a female voice called from behind her.

Hermione whipped around and came face to face with a tall, slender woman with long thick white blonde hair braided behind her. She had bright shining blue eyes and alabaster skin. She wore a long expensive looking robe with long sleeves and a big neck. The material was lined with gold and silver. She smiled at Hermione and stepped forward.

"Who... Who are you?" Hermione asked quietly.

"I think you know who I am," she replied, still smiling.

Hermione hugged herself. The air had gotten cold. "...Are you Anaxandria?"

"Your research is correct."

"W-what do you mean?"

"Do not ask me silly questions. You know what I am talking about."

"...Is Draco going to die?" Hermione said softly. Her voice felt like it was going to crumble and break.

"Yes," she smiled knowingly.

"Yes?!" Hermione cried, her voice trembling dangerously.

"And no," Anaxandria laughed.

"Yes and no?" Hermione asked controlling herself, "Explain to me."

"Yes, Draco Malfoy's life will be snuffed out like any other mortal's life and it will be soon, oh very soon. But no if you decide to interfere. The smallest person can change the course of a person's life. Would you like me to go into further detail?"

"...I-If you don't mind..."

"Draco's death has been foretold to be tomorrow. Draco has always had a soft spot for Harry Potter, Ron Weasely and you, Hermione. That has been foretold. If he didn't feel that way then you all would be dead, but it isn't your fate to die now. However on that night when Draco came to you, injured and half-conscious, everything changed. His feelings became more bound to you, and you felt differently as well. Although it is a cruel thing for fate to do, Draco's heart was never meant to feel love. Nevertheless you touched each other's hearts and now your fates have become intertwined. You cannot escape him, even in your thoughts. So I ask you, Hermione Granger, do you love Draco Malfoy?"

Hermione paused. Her own feelings had been clouded from her for the longest time.

"I...I don't know."

"If you cannot answer truthfully it is alright. The only thing you have to decide right now is whether you will save him from his fate or not. Only you can save his life. Only you who eluded fate. Only you who touched his heart. Will you do it? Or will you choose to forget? I wonder..."

Hermione tried to answer but her mouth wouldn't open. She felt very heavy.

"Do not panic," she smiled, "You are simply waking up."

Hermione still wanted to ask so many questions though.

"I send you off with this small piece of advice," she said, "Only save his life if you feel something for him. His life will be worthless to himself and if you save him and leave him again he will rot from the inside out. So try to figure out your feelings Hermione."

Hermione just hoped that she could.

Quick Footnote: When Hermione's dreaming it's actually like 2 in the morning. So Draco's destined to die the next day. Hope I didn't confuse anyone!