Hermione sat down between Harry and Ron, loaded up her plate with food, and began methodically eating it. Her dream hung in her mind and she made a decision to completely ignore Malfoy no matter what. It was because she had been thinking about him for the entire day. She'd pretend he didn't exist, and then everything would be solved.
She glanced at the Slytherin table and caught him staring at her. Her pulse stopped for a moment; was she imagining things? She pinched herself and willed herself to wake up… nothing happened. Oh god, she did like Malfoy. No matter what she tried to think, she liked him… she had no choice!
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Draco stared at Granger and thought about what Blaise had said. Was it true? She was looking at him as though he was something unpleasant she had stepped in. he didn't think that was how a person looked at you if they liked you… and after all Blaise was strange.
'So Zambini…' He began, decided to act aloof.
'Zabini.' The dark-haired boy corrected absently.
'What? I thought your name was Zambini.'
'No, it's Zabini. Everyone seems to think otherwise though.'
'Ah, I see.'
'If you call me it again, I'm going to start referring to you as Mafloy.'
'You dare, and you are dead.'
'Exactly, so stop calling me Zambini.'
'Alright Blaise!' Draco looked over at the Gryffindor to find she had left. Damn! How was he supposed to talk to her now? He wanted to find out how he had managed to get into her dormitory.
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Hermione changed into her pyjamas and snuggled into her canopy bed. Tomorrow she would wake up and pretend Malfoy didn't exist. She could start focusing more on Ron; even if he only thought of her as a friend… that thought carried her off to dreamland where dreams engulfed her and confused her even more.
'How many times do I have to tell you Granger that I need your help? How did I get into the dormitory?' Malfoy cried.
'I don't know! You did it; you tell me!' She screamed back.
'You're helpful; you know that? Think Granger; think about how someone could get in there!'
'Malfoy, you aren't even in my house; how did you get into the common room?'
'I didn't! I don't recall being there! I had a stupid dream, and then woke up in the corridor! I dreamt that I was in your dormitory, and you said the next day, I actually had been. I doubt I willed myself there though, so how did I get in?'
Hermione woke with a start with sunlight falling in through the large window by her bed. She had forgotten to close her canopy curtains and she rolled over to face the large lump of her cat when-
'Arrgh!!' She managed to turn the scream of fright into a hiss and almost fainted from shock. Draco Malfoy lay peacefully asleep next to her, looking for the entire world as if he actually belonged there. Hermione stumbled out of bed, and seizing hold of his robes, dragged him to the staircase and flung him onto it. He slid slowly down the bottom, and she went down afterwards.
'Wha-what?' He groggily opened his eyes and she sucked her breath in as a hiss. Malfoy sat up and regarded her with bleary eyes. 'Granger? Where am I?' She gaped at him and leant against the wall shaking.
'Get-OUT!' She managed to choke. He realised where he was and backed away towards the portrait hole.
'What's going on Granger?' He demanded with wild eyes.
'I don't know!'
'You must know!'
'I don't know anything! I woke up and found you there!'
'Argh… how many times do I have to tell you Granger that I need your help? How did I get into the dormitory?' Malfoy cried.
'I don't know! You did it; you tell me!' She screamed back.
'You're helpful; you know that? Think Granger; think about how someone could get in there!'
'Malfoy, you aren't even in my house; how did you get into the common room?'
'I didn't! I don't recall being there! I had a stupid dream, and then woke up in the corridor! I dreamt that I was in your dormitory, and you said the next day, I actually had been. I doubt I willed myself there though, so how did I get in?' He demanded. Hermione gaped at him. His words were so fricken familiar; she had just dreamt this conversation!
'GET OUT!' She flung a cushion at him and he shot her a glare, and then vanished out through the portrait hole. Hermione stood shaking as she stared at it, thinking about what had just happened. It was amazing no one had woken up… she closed her eyes and remembered something; she had had two other dreams about him…
She tilted her head up as their lips met and a shiver ran down her spine. A strand of his blonde hair tickled her face, and laughing, she drew back and pushed it out of his eyes. She stared into their unfathomable depths and was consumed entirely by the look of longing in his eyes. He was the only one for her. She could love no other.
She lent into him and sighed happily.
'What can we do?' He asked calmly. 'I can't control it.'
'There has to be some book.' She protested. He chuckled softly and rested his chin on her head.
'This is not a common occurrence.' Draco wrapped his arms around her. 'I think I'm the only one, and every morning you're going to find me near you.'
'Isn't there a potion?'
'No. The only cure is if we're together. We are, mind you, but I mean really together. I mean marriage and a life together. Here at Hogwarts we're still apart.'
'But why does it happen in the first place?'
'You're interesting… so I'm always drawn to you.'
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THIS… WELL, I DO OWN THE PLOT…
A/N: Hmm… is it beginning to dawn on some of you now? What's happening? Hint: Hermione's dreams about him are true (mwahaha) and the explanation he says is unlikely is… well, LIKELY!! I'll explain soon :P, but the characters have to realise it themselves.
Also, sorry that I can't personally thank all reviewers, but my internet connection is screwed, currently, to put it in simple terms. Just so you know, I am so stoked with how many people like this!! You make my day man!! Lol, this chapter is dedicated to you all!!
Ha, I didn't realise I had got the name wrong, so I kinda inserted the "mistake" into this chapter!! Ha!! Problem solved!! :P