Hermione could not believe what was happening. Draco led her around the corner, and as soon as they were out of sight, they both dissolved into laughter.

'What on earth made you do that??!!' Hermione hissed before promptly cracking up. He eyed her seriously… with only a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

'Well we're meant to be of course.'

'What is everyone going to say??!! Oh no… OH NO!!' She looked up at him with a look of total horror on her face.

'What?!'

'LAVENDER WILL KNOW THAT SHE WASN'T DREAMING!!'

'Dreaming? Calm down, tell me what you mean.'

'I… I put her back in her bed when she fainted and convinced her she had dreamed seeing you in my bed. She'll reconsider that though if she knows we're going out!'

'Um… calm down! We need to think this through!!' Draco muttered in a panicked tone. 'We'll have to inform one of the teachers.'

'WHAT??!! WE'LL BE EXPELL-' A hand over her mouth silenced her as Draco tried to think of a solution.

'Okay, maybe the teachers will just think we're typical teenagers… but if you stay in your dorm, people will find me out.'

'What do we do?' Hermione cried; able to speak again.

'You have to sleep somewhere else.' He looked at her gravely and she sighed.

'More questions will be asked if I'm not in me dorm!! Wait! Do you have an invisibility cloak?'

'No.'

'Oh… erm… well that rules out that idea.'

'What made you think of an invisibility cloak?'

'Harry has one.'

'What??!! He always has stuff that I- er, I mean, really?'

'Yeah… maybe he will let me borrow it?'

'But what will I do with it?'

'You will drink the anti-unconscious draught, and wear the cloak when you go to sleep.'

'I just thought of something.'

'Yes?'

'How can I still sleep when I've taken that draught?'

'Um… sleep isn't as deep as unconsciousness.'

'Oh.'

-

Lord Voldermort sat in his cave surrounded by his Death Eaters and laughed satanically. The men eyed him impassively and waited for orders; he cleared his throat, which promptly turned into a hacking cough, and he continued his coughing fit for several minutes. He straightened and stood with a sweeping motion, to eye them all with distaste.

'Why is it Potter has not been brought to me?' He spat at the name and a short fat man hidden behind a mask stumbled forward.

'He-he has been mostly avoiding the spotlight Lord. We shall try harder.'

'I do not suffer fools who try.' Lord Voldermort obliterated him in an instant and then glared at the remaining Death Eaters. 'Bring me Potter!!!!!!!!!!!'

-

'Keep up the act!!' Draco hissed.

'Eh?' Hermione was silenced as he suddenly swept her off her feet.

'Come with me my love!!!' He carried her rather awkwardly down the corridor, fell over, and then helping her to her feet, dashed off again. Ron and Harry eyed each other in shock.

'It's worse than I thought mate.' Ron said morosely.

'She's got to be under some sort of spell… we have to help her!!!!' Harry tore at his hair in frustration and paced back and forth. 'First the attitude that day at breakfast-'

'Eh?'

'She wouldn't let me eat anything.'

'Oh.'

'Then the hair, and now Malfoy.'

'What can we do???'

'We have to get her alone… we have to talk some sense into her…'

Ron and Harry waited until she was walking back from Ancient Runes, and then seized her and dragged her into a closet.

'What are you two doing??!!' She cried indignantly as she shoved them away. Harry lit the tip of his wand and looked around furtively.

'We've come to save you Hermione.'

'What?!'

'You're under a spell… Ron do you have that book??' Harry threw a hurried glance at his friend who battled with the pages of a book until he found the one he was looking for.

'Yeah… er, it says here it's an Infatuation Spell. Malfoy cast it on you!!' He shot a triumphant look at Harry who looked at Hermione again.

'See?? He is twisting your mind so you will become evil like him!!'

'Harry… Ron… you two have gone STARK RAVING MAD!!!!!!' Hermione shoved the door open and stumbled out angrily into the hallway. The two boys gaped at her as she flounced off and they shook their heads in unison. Neither saw the suspicious wizard in a long black cloak slip past… neither even suspected a plot might be afoot…

-

Draco was bored; very bored. He drew doodles idly with his quill on the edge of his Transfiguration essay and sighed. Then he sighed again… and again… until-

'Can you stop that?' Blaise snapped. Draco looked at him.

'No.' He promptly sighed again. The dark-haired boy finally lost it.

'STOP DOING THAT!!'

'Doing what?' Draco sighed again.

'SIGHING!!'

'Does it bother you?' the blonde-haired boy asked innocently. Zabini threw up his hands in disgust and stormed out of the common room. Draco decided to go into his dorm.

As he threw himself onto his bed he allowed his mind to drift… with a start he remembered his potion and grabbed it off his bedside table. One gulp and he allowed himself to return to the land of dreams… the land of Hermione…

He sat up with a start as he landed in her bed. Her curtains were not closed. He drew them about the bed with lightening speed and became aware of a giggling sound.

'Lavender you look so funny with that mask on!' He placed the voice as to belonging to one of those twins… Pa- Pa- oh he'd forgotten her name.

'What are you two doing?' His heart froze; it was Hermione's voice!

'Face masks; try some Hermione.' A new voice… Lavender said.

'Argh, no thankyou! Give me that face cloth to wipe this off.' Her voice died down and he heard the sound of a tap. He waited motionless until footsteps padded towards the bed and stopped. 'That's strange; I thought I left these open…' He heard her murmur. Draco opened the curtains an inch and smirked at her. She gaped at him and looked as though she wanted to scream.

'Hi Hermione.' He whispered cheerfully. She looked livid.

'What are you doing here??!!'

'I had a nap.'

'Oh…' She threw a glance over her shoulder and slipped into the bed. 'As soon as the lights go out you are going to go and steal Harry's cloak- wait, I will go… argh, I'm going now!!' She got out and her footsteps faded into nothingness and then a voice came to his ears.

'HERMIONE!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!'

'I'M JUST ER- I'M JUST BORROWING IT!!!' A moment later she dove into bed and thrust a cloak at him. He looked at it blankly and then pulled out an identical one from his pocket.

'I got one off Crabbe.'

A/N: Wow thankyou so much for all the reviews!! Any suggestions for what you want me to write?