Her eyes snapped open, she sat up, quick as lightning and took a fast deep breath, like it was her last. She looked around the room. Her breathing stopped. Then she lay back down softly. She started muttering quickly, in a scared voice

"I'm back, was it all a dream? Will he do what he said, will he? Please don't let him Draco, don't let him get me, please…please. Sleep, I need sleep…"

Draco stood with his mouth open, she hadcalled himDraco, and she wanted him to protect her.

"Let her rest, but I want you up here when she wakes up Draco" Dumbledore said quietly.

"But-but, aren't you going to explain what just happened?" He said angrily, lowering his voice as Hermione stirred.

"I cannot tell you what I do not know Draco." He said simply, before putting a hand on Draco's back and nudging him out of the door.

How can he not know what's going on, he's Dumbledore, he's supposed to know everything! A furious Draco thought as he went down to the hall for lunch.

His best friend and he had a conversation about the whole thing later…

"Blaise stop making jokes! Look this is what happened…" And he told Blaise

By the end of his story from the train to the hospital wing Blaise's mouth was opening and closing like a gold fish, Malfoy smirked, but the smirk was wiped right off his face as Blaise said

"Maybe she likes you"

"WHAT?"

"Calm down, I'm not deaf, no need to yell, I just mean, don't you find it even slightly weird that Hermione Granger; The Gryffindor Princess goes into these trance things and only comes out when you; Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin say her name?" he said coolly

"No…no.no.no.no way, it must be something else Blaise, it can't be THAT"

"Well, think about it, I mean, what else could it be, see ya, I gotta go meet someone"

"Who?"

"None of your business, mate, bye" And with that he ran out.

So Malfoy just sat there, for an hour, just staring at the fire and thinking.

He was only interrupted by a very happy Blaise jumping on to the sofa next to him. A big grin was set on his face, he looked a bit flushed.

"Draco, have you not moved since I left an hour ago?"

He leant over and got into his eye line. Draco's focus on the fire and the whole Granger situation was taken away from him as his eyes flicked to Blaise's neck. He did the first thing that came to mind. He laughed.

And laughed.

And laughed.

What he had seen on Blaise's neck was just so weird and shocking he had to laugh.

"What?" A confused Blaise exclaimed

"Your…neck…" he managed to get out through his laughter.

"What about it?"

"Wait a moment."

Draco sat calming him self down for a moment, then looked at Blaise as if he were thinking hard about something.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to think of the funniest way to tell you…oh I've got it!" He conjured a mirror and gave it to Blaise.

Blaise yelled out loudly.

Blaise Zambini. 1 of the toughest and most respected guys in Slytherin…had, on his neck…

A HUGE DARK HICKEY!

"So Blaise, do you bat for the other team or did you let a GIRL mark you like that?" Draco said In a mock serious voice before cracking up again.

"Oh my God! I'm going to kill Ginny-" he stopped himself, but it was too late, Draco stopped laughing and his mouth fell open. Blaise cringed at the look Draco gave him.

"Blaise, I'm going to beg you to tell me that there is a non Gryffindor called Ginny that you are going out with!"

Blaise sighed and shook his head slowly.

He watched as Draco stood, Blaise followed suit, then what came next shocked him to the very core. Draco's face softened, and then he slapped Blaise on the back and said proudly

"Good choice mate, she's hot and smart, and plus you can't help who you fall for."

"Thanks for understanding Draco, but remember, it's a secret!" and then he blushed and added quietly "Now I have to go kill Ginny slowly and painfully for marking me like this, want to come and help me kill her?"

"Ok, where will she be?"

"Library"

Then they left together, Blaise wearing his scarf to cover the mark Ginny had given him.

A/N TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! This is a funnier chapter, I think, do you agree?