A/N: Guys, all these reviews mean everything to me! Thank you for your input! This chapter is going to be kinda short since I have writers' block.

Disclaimer: Well. As a result of my graduation party today, I own lots of money, but alas, I do not own Harry Potter.

Chapter 9: Little Scare

In the Forbidden Forest, Lucius Malfoy and Lord Voldemort congregated.

"You can hear them screaming," Malfoy said, his lip curling. Voldemort chuckled.

"Are you enjoying this?" He asked.

"Immensely, my Lord," Was Malfoy's response.

"Now with Dumbledore dead, I can make my move," Voldemort said.

"Let us go then," Lucius suggested. He stepped forward, but heard a hiss,

"Expelliarmus," Lucius went flying forward. He landed in some leaves with a distinct thud.

"You feel," Voldemort hissed. "Haven't you learned anything? Draw it out. Give them torture,"

"I am sorry, my Lord," Lucius said bitterly.

"Be gone. We are done watching this," Voldemort commanded. Lucius nodded and Apparated Voldemort did the same.

"Harry?" Hermione shook him. Harry's eyes slowly opened.

"Tell Dumbledore Harry's okay," Hermione instructed to the nearest student. Harry sat up, Hermione helping him along the way.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked.

"Y-Yeah. I'm fine," Came Harry's reply.

"Was…was it your scar?" Hermione's voice descended to a frightened whisper. Harry nodded, rubbing his lightning bolt mark. Hermione let out a startled gasp.

"Hermione, I'm fine," Harry told her.

"But-but what if you weren't? Wh-What if something would've happened and-and…we parted on bad terms b-because of…you know,"

"But Hermione, I'm fine, and we'll talk about that later," Harry said. Hermione sniffled and nodded.

"'Mione, I'm okay," He reassured her. She opened her mouth to reply, but the student came back with Dumbledore striding behind him.

"Harry, are you all right?" Dumbledore asked. Harry nodded. Dumbledore's eyes bore straight into Harry's. Harry did not blink.

"Alright," Dumbledore said finally. "But I want you to go to your common room," He straightened up. "Everyone. Just in case. We've had enough excitement for tonight," Some people groaned, but Hermione went on, not saying a word.

"I brought you some hot chocolate," Draco handed the steaming mug to her after entering the Heads' common room.

"Thanks," Hermione whispered accepting it. They were both in their pajamas. Hermione was all shook up over what happened.

"Are you going to be okay?" Draco asked.

"I don't know," Hermione said honestly. "I'm glad Harry's okay, but…this was just scary." Hermione ran a hand through her hair. Draco pulled her against him. Hermione let out all of her tears on Draco's chest. Draco kissed her shoulder and caressed her back, letting her cry. He silently brushed her hair away from her face. She drew back, sniffling.

"Will you stay with me?" Hermione asked. Draco nodded and placed a kiss on her forehead. Hermione gave him a teary smile and got underneath the covers. Draco stroked her shoulders and sang "Unchained Melody" softly.

"How'd you know that song?" Hermione asked.

"It was on something called a record player…when I went to that man's house. The song was nice. I asked her to replay it for me," He told her. Hermione smiled gently. As Draco continued to sing, Hermione's eyes slowly began to close.

It felt great to wake up in the arms of someone who really and truly cared about her. She replayed last night in her head. She hoped Harry was okay now.

'I'll go and visit him.' She decided. She felt someone stirring and knew Draco was up.

"Hey," She murmured.

"Hey yourself," He replied. "Are you feeling any better?"

"Yeah," She said with a smile. "Thanks for staying with me," She kissed him on the cheek. Draco just smiled at her.

"I'm going to see Harry," Hermione told him.

"I understand," Draco replied. "Will you be back?"

"No," Hermione said dramatically. "I shall never return!" She put the back of her hand on her forehead. Draco made a face at her, and pulled her in for a kiss. She kissed him back, giggling, and pulled away.

"Where's Malfoy?" Harry asked bitterly when Hermione walked into the Gryffindor common room.

"Hello to you too, Harry. How are you feeling?" Hermione asked, containing her annoyance.

"Peachy keen," Harry replied stonily.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Hermione snapped.

"What's wrong with me? Could it be perhaps that my best friend was dancing with my enemy and enjoying it? Not to mention snogging him, too?"

"There is no point in holding grudges. Especially when you don't know how much he's changed." Harry scoffed and rolled his eyes. Hermione felt like crying.

"I just wanted to check up on you to see how my best friend was doing, because I was worried sick last night. Draco was the only one to comfort me. But no, Harry Potter is too busy being mad at me to realize how much I give a damn!" In tears, Hermione whirled around to leave the common room.

"Hermione, wait!" Harry exclaimed. Hermione stopped and turned around. "Were you really scared?" He asked.

"Of course I was! How could you think I wasn't? Everyone screaming, and you rolling around like that…" She trailed off. Harry sighed and pulled her in for a hug.

"I'm sorry," He muttered in her ear. "I was upset over thinking I was losing you as a friend to even realize how scared you were."

"He's changed, Harry," Hermione insisted.

"So you say. I have to find out myself. But I'm glad this is out in the open instead of keeping Ron a secret," Harry smirked. Hermione's eyes widened.

"How did you find out about that?" She squeaked. He shrugged.

"Slipped a little Veritaserum in Ron's soup," He said innocently, wishing he had a camera to capture Hermione's face. "I knew something was up." He smirked. Hermione burst out laughing.

The two talked for a couple more hours until Hermione had to go. She hugged Harry good-bye and left. She smiled as she walked towards the Heads' Common Room. But as she was walking, she felt a thump on her head. Everything went black.