He didn't really want to go back to sleep because if he did, she might go nuts at him again. Draco sighed loudly as he headed back to the Slytherin common room. He didn't get girls… why was she so angry? She was scary!! Didn't she see how she was acting??
He muttered the password to the portrait and it swung open to reveal Blaise nervously twiddling his thumbs in front of the fire. When he saw Draco he leapt to his feet with an expression of immense relief on his face.
'Christ Draco, I need to talk to you!'
'Yes?' Draco asked with apprehension. Blaise never 'talked' to him. Oh! Oh!!! He'd forgotten about Blaise's problem!! The same problem he had!! He had an ally in this!!
'Man you have to help me!! I've been waking up beside bloody uh, Weasley… little Weasley… er- I forget her name, but she is… you know?!'
'Gee I'm glad you explained that so clearly.'
'What the hell is wrong with me??! I am waking up in her dorm, so she says, but I don't go there of my own free will!!!' Blaise tore at his hair in frustration and Draco smirked.
'Take a seat Zabini; I have something to tell you.' So he told him. He told him of the rare affliction to purebloods, who exactly the, er, Weasley girl was to him, and… about Hermione. The dark-haired boy's eyes grew wider and wider with each moment until they were almost bulging out of his head.
'WHAT???????!!!!!!!!!' Blaise finally erupted. He leapt to his feet and began to hyperventilate. 'SHE'S MY SOULMATE??????!!!!!!!!!! SHE CAN'T BE!!!!!!' He paced back and forth across the room which gave Draco time to think.
'We could talk to the teachers perhaps?' Draco suggested. 'Hermione didn't want to, but as it's our affliction, she doesn't really have any say in it.'
'Every time I go to sleep I'm going to wake up by her??!! Have you found a cure yet??'
'No. But the teachers might know something… oh; by the way, take an anti-unconsciousness drought before you go to sleep. The enchantments in the girls' dorm make us fall asleep… and it's kind of a place you'd want your wits about you.'
'This is not happening.' Blaise said suddenly. 'I'm dreaming.'
'Well, you can believe that if you really want to, but it's not going to stop.' Draco smirked.
'I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!! HOW CAN I COPE WITH THIS??????????!!'
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Hermione dove into her bed and screamed into her pillow. She sat up unhappily as she realised whether she wanted it or not, Draco would be beside her in the morning. She punched her duvet and sighed; she didn't want this anymore! Why the hell did it have to be her?!
She drew the curtains about her bed and her sight slowly adjusted to the gloom. The dorm was deathly silent and she could feel the tears drying on her cheeks; the skin stretched tight due to how it had swollen. She sniffed loudly and sighed… she waited. She waited until the other girls slowly retired and when the room was filled with their slow heavy breathing, she crept out of bed and down the staircase. She peeked around the corner at the common room and to her relief found it empty. Hermione left through the portrait hole and decided to wander around the school. Sleep was naught to claim her, and perhaps she could evade Draco… she didn't want to see him now…
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Meanwhile, Severus Snape stood in front of his bathroom mirror brushing his teeth. He had a black toothbrush; not that it actually matters… he paused a moment to cock his head to listen to some far-off sound, but then decided he was imagining things. He rinsed out his mouth and climbed into his massive four poster bed… but the last image in his mind was oddly one of Minerva… what the hell??!!
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Dumbledore took off his glasses and laid them on his nightstand. His white hair was neatly combed and he had wound it up to prevent it from knotting as he slept. He wore interesting pyjamas with half moons and blazing suns all over a navy satin background. They were so stylish.
He finished off his brandy and smiled as he lay back on his pillow… Trelawney's face drifted into his thoughts but he paid no mind to it… she was of course a very important person in Harry's future, and he had been doing a lot of thinking about that lately.
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Voldermort smirked at the blazing fire in front of him. The plan was well underfoot… he swirled his wine in the over-sized glass and basked in the glorious warmth. He needed warmth as he was so snake-like… so cold blooded… a sharp sound startled him out of his daze and he looked about suspiciously. Lucius Malfoy appeared twirling his pimp-cane; with a self-satisfied look on his face.
'Yes?' the Dark Lord asked expectantly.
'It is working my Lord; he is growing more paranoid by the day. Soon he will shun company due to his mistrust of his fellow man. Hopefully we can drive him to a place so solitary; no one will be around to hear him scream!'
'Excellent.' Lord Voldermort smiled; steepling his fingers. 'I am pleased Lucius… now, what is happening with your boy? Is he showing a tendency to lean towards our side?'
'Erm… he seems oblivious to everything going on at the moment my Lord.' Lucius mumbled in embarrassment.
'No mind! He has his entire life before him, and I believe no son of yours would betray us.'
'Indeed my Lord… I would not let it happen…'
'How did you manage the paranoia?'
'Oh… it's by his own hand; I simply cursed my son to suffer the same effects as the True Calling Curse… it means he wakes up to his 'true love', which I caused to be none other than Potter's best friend… Granger, or something of the sort. What more, others are being affected by my curse… all he comes in contact with may catch it too… teachers, friends…'
'Excellent.' Lord Voldermort laughed. 'EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!'
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Hermione paused to lean against a wall. The stone was cold and a jagged piece jabbed her in the back. How was she so sure she really liked Draco? They had learnt all this stuff about them being meant for each other… but she wasn't so sure. She'd sort of accepted it… but did she choose it?
A/N: Thankyou so much for the reviews. Hahaha, a SUDDEN TURN OF EVENTS!!!!! Lol, bloody hell, 16th chapter!!!!!