Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Wish i did though...

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Draco sat at the Slytherin table for breakfast. In front of him was an amazing array of food, but remarkably, he wasn't hungry. He found himself thinking of his dream last night. He couldn't remember what it was about except for a pair of piercing green eyes. He had woken up from it breathing hard, and his heart beating fast. Draco had also been hard as hell when he woke.

It was just a crazy dream, Draco thought as he reached for a bagel. But why is the only thing I can remember a pair of green eyes? Eyes like... like Potters? He shivered and snuck a glance at the Gryffindor table. Harry was laughing at something the Weasel had said.

Harry was laughing at Ron's joke when he felt someone staring at him. Looking in the direction that the feeling was coming from, he saw Draco Malfoy hurriedly look away. What was that about?

"Harry? What are you looking at?" Hermione asked as she poked him to get his attention.

"Nothing; I just thought that someone was staring at me, but I was wrong." Harry said with a smile as he dismissed the feeling of being watched.

Why was he looking at me? Was it just my imagination? And what was with that look in his eyes? Harry thought as he got up and followed Hermione and Ron out to go to Potions.

Hermione watched Harry get up and follow them. What had he been looking at? It had looked like he was looking at Draco... Did he know? Hermione began to think of anything she could have done or said to even hint about her and Draco. She couldn't remember saying anything. It was probably just her imagination. But still... It might be safer to just ask Harry. He might tell her.

"Hey Harry? What were you looking at? Back at the breakfast table?" Hermione asked with a look of worry on her face.

"What? Oh, back there? Nothing, I just felt someone looking at me so ya..." He trailed off as they entered the classroom.

The trio immediately took their spot at the back of the room. Hermione was so deep in thought as she laid out her Potions books that she didn't notice that Snape had entered the room. While she was still busy arranging her books, everyone had sat down. Harry tugged at her to sit down but she didn't notice him.

"So Miss Granger, you don't feel that you need to sit down at the beginning of class?" Professor Snape said, his voice dangerous.

Hermione looked up hurriedly. She sat down and looked at the teacher, frightened. Snape just looked away and walked back to the front of the classroom. "Five points from Gryffindor for Miss Granger's rudeness." He said as he picked up a book. "Now all of you turn to page fifty- seven. NOW!"

As the class began Ron leaned over and whispered to Hermione. "What did you do to get on his good side? If that was anyone else he would have taken more than five points. So what did you do?"

"I don't know!" She whispered back as she turned to the page that Snape had instructed them to.

Right before class ended, a note flew under the table and onto Hermione's lap. It read:

Meet me in the library after class.

Him

Hermione snuck a look at Draco and saw him looking at her. She gave a quick nod and put the note in a pocket of her robes. As soon as the class was dismissed, Hermione told Harry and Ron that she had to go to the library to look up some information for her essay that was do in Charms the next day. They believed her so she practically ran to the library.

"I was wondering what took you so long," Draco's voice drawled from the shadows. Hermione turned to him and started walking in his directions.

"It only took me three minutes to get here. You're just impatient!" Hermione said as she gave him a flirtatious smile and ran her hand across his chest.

Draco smiled and kissed her. His hand began to travel up her shirt. She moaned and began to unbutton his robes. As Draco watched her head of brown curls travel downwards, a head of messy black hair flashed through his mind. He cried out and pushed her away.

Hermione was lying on her back. "What the hell Draco? What was that about?"

Malfoy stood shaken. What was that about? Why would he be looking at Hermione, imagining what was about to happen when Potter of all people had flashed through his mind? What was this? A freak of a dream he was still in?

"I... I don't know" Draco stammered as he helped Hermione up and began to button up his robe. "You should get to class..." He said as he hurried out of the library.

As he entered the Slytherin common room and went into his room, he found his heart pounding. His breath was labored and this all wasn't from walking back from the library. There was no way he was falling for Potter... was there?

Thank you for reading. Please reveiw! And also, thank you Tabz for betaing my chapter!

Maoni