Author's note: this is just a bonus, because the other chapter uploaded was just plain boring. hahaha. this one is also for Prowlingkitkat

Chapter 19 – The Malfoy Common

Hermione was surprised to find that all her clothing was magically placed in the wardrobe in the bathrom at some point during the night. All her toilettries were also placed in the huge white and silver bathroom. She quickly found a stack of fluffy burgandy towels that were embroidered with silver HM's. She assumed that these were hers.

After changing into her plaind flannel pyjamas, Hermione exited the bathroom and gestured for Draco to go about his own business.

She was still investigating the room when he came out. She turned around just in time to see him hang up a hunter green towel embroidered with a silver DM monogram. Her eyes returned to the aristocratic Slytherin and found him to be wearing black silk boxers and that's about it.

She stopped dead and looked away.

"Dammit, Malfoy could you please cover up?" She demanded putting her hands on her hips and narrowing her eyes.

Draco arched an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

Hermione scowled, still looking away.

"Must you be so-so-bare chested?"

Draco rolled his eyes, he was arranging blankets and pillows on the couch where he was going to sleep for the night. He looked at her but said nothing. It seemed he was drained from the events of the day and having to put up the charade.

"Lighten up, love." he suggested wearily. "It's nothing you haven't seen before."

"Please?" She begged.

"Why? Not sure you can keep your hands away?"

Her mouth dropped open she looked furious.

"I cannot believe you! You insufferable ferret!" She cried. "It's likeI haven't been punished enough having stupid craving, aching feet and cramps like you would not believeI have to spend my time with a horrid git of the likes of YOU!"

She huffed.

Draco rolled his eyes.

"Suck it in, love." He said impassively as hesankonto the couch."I already gave you the bed."

"It was the very least you could do." She said. She collapsed heavily onto the bed and lifted her chin. She was just so angry and frustrated she was looking for a reason to fight with him. She just felt so helpless. now she was bound to a wizard she harboured no love for and she was bearing his child. "And would you stop bloody calling me 'love'?"

Draco turned to her, quite fed up with all her temper tantrums. She had given her the bed just to avoid this situation. He didn't want to have to listen to her hemming and hawing. Hedidn't have a short temper, in fact, he had iron control over it, but she was getting on his last nerve. He took a deep breath reminding himself that he only had to spend one night with her, after that Dumbledore would understand that they needed to keep a semblance of their regular selves to show to the student poulace no matter how much they 'wanted to be together'.

"Love-" He bit out from behind clenched teeth.

"Did you hear me?" Hermione demanded heatedly. "STOP. CALLING. ME. LOVE! You don't bloody well love me!"

"Well, Granger no longer seems apropriate does it?" Draco retorted, his voice waslevel and he stared back at Hermione with out blinking."AndI don't hear you begging for me to begin calling you mudblood once again."

Hermione let out a scream of complete frustration.

"Damn you and your stupid conceit. Your disreguard for anyone else." She yelled at him. "You are nothing but a lost little boy, a future Death Eater because you are so deprived of love that you could not know what it was if it bit you in the bum! You only care for yourself because if you don't then no one else will care for you! You use girls to feel loved, but none of them, ever... EVER you love you, because you are the most-"

She couldn't finish her rant because Draco stood abruptly. For a single second she saw a flash of just how angry he was, and then his face lost all emotion. he would have looked peaceful if not for the deadly storm raiging in his gray eyes.

"Do not presume to know anything about me, mudblood." he said his voice was soft and dangerous. "because you have no idea who i am. you know nothing about me and you would not want to."

Hermione stared at him. standing here, emotionless and in his boxers, hermione had never seen Draco Malfoy so intimidating.

No, correction, so frightening. She was scared. For an entire minute she was absolutely scared out of her wits. She had no words to say. She felt her insides go cold. She couldn't even look away from him, and from that she knewwhere the cold came from.

Against her better judgment, she decided to be difficult.

"How do you know?"

He opened his mouth to say something and Hermione's breath hitched. She realized that at this moment, he could do just about anything he wanted to her. Before she said anything, however he changed his mind. his demeanor didn't change and when he shifted his position she flinched.

"Very well." He said evenly, he found that he was a little unnerved by her fear."You want to know something?" He paused, not expecting her to reply."Today is my birthday."

With that he turned his back to her and settled onto the plush sofa to sleep.