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Chapter 10! The big 10! Shweet! Drop a review pretty please?

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I heard a voice…it said Malfoy

"I hate her! God!" Draco screamed as he entered the boys' dormitories the night before the dance. The other boys looked at him oddly.

"Did you get into another fight with Hermione?" Brian asked him and Draco shook his head and lay down onto his bed, breathing out.

"No, Stasia."

"I can't believe her!" Zack yelled as he entered the dormitory as well. Bad moods all around, Draco thought.

"Who?" Draco asked.

"Hermione. She's so…ugh!" he growled before lying down on his head.

"Why do you both always have girl problems?" Kevin asked, sitting down on his bed and smirking to the others.

"Because girls suck," Draco said simply. Zack grunted to show his agreement.

"Now I have no date for the dance," Zack complained. The other boys exchanged looks.

"Me neither," Draco offered him sympathy. Zack looked at him, eying him oddly.

"I've got an idea…" he said, his eyes widening.

"We are not going together," Draco said and Zack laughed.

"No…no…we should…we should switch dates!" he explained and clapped his hands together. "Come on, it'll be fine. Your friends with Hermione and I'm friends with Stasia, no big deal, right?"

"Ok. I'll ask Hermione. Better find Stasia before another guy does," Draco said before sprinting down the stairs to find Hermione.

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"Ready yet?" Draco complained outside Hermione's door. He tapped his foot, waiting for her.

"Almost. Just be quiet. Actually, you can be of use. Come in."

Draco gasped as he saw Hermione. She looked really hot. He smiled. She snarled when he saw his look.

"Don't drool, its disturbing. Ok, look under that desk and get my necklace, it fell," she ordered and he bent down and grabbed it. He walked up to her, placed it around her neck, and clasped it for her. She turned around to face him and he looked into her brown eyes. He fingered the necklace on her neck, and she moved his hand away slowly, never breaking eye connection.

"What would you do if I kissed you right now?" Draco said softly, playing with the soft ringlets of her hair that fell just below her shoulder. She smiled gently and backed up a few steps, but Draco stepped up to her again, stroking her face with one finger.

"You wouldn't," she finally said, trying to side-step him, but he pulled her back. She didn't fuss.

"I think I would." He leaned in and kissed her gently, and she didn't move out of his reach. They shared a kiss different from their previous ones; no want or need, just passion. Draco licked her bottom lip and she opened, letting him gain access to her mouth. After awhile, they stepped apart, Draco smirking.

"Told you I would," he said and pecked her on the mouth again.

"Alright, alright. Can we go now?" she complained and Draco led the way to the door. Once outside, Draco slowly grabbed Hermione's hand and entwined her fingers in his. She looked down at their hands, but didn't let go of his. They just kept walking.

When the entered the common room, a few heads looked their way, but immediately turned back. Stasia and Zack were in the middle of a make out session, Brian was tapping his foot while his date chatted with her friends next to him, Kyle was playing with his girlfriend's hair, and Kevin was just standing awkwardly next to his date.

"I'd hate to interrupt!" Draco screamed in Zack's ear and he and Stasia stopped kissing immediately, "but we have to go or we'll be late."

Stasia smiled sweetly at him and Zack patted him on the back before exiting the common room, and everyone else left, leaving Draco and Hermione to go last. "This doesn't mean we're dating," Hermione muttered out of the corner of her mouth, and Draco just smirked.

"Whatever you say," he whispered into her ear, "and by the way, you look really hot."

She shot him a look but continued to walk towards the Great Hall. When they finally made it there, people were already filing into the Hall. Hermione and Draco joined the throng headed into it, and were awed by the decorations. Draco immediately led Hermione to the dance floor, where they swayed gently to what seemed like Muggle music.

"How do they get muggle electronics to work at Hogwarts? I can never figure out to get my iPod to work," Hermione asked him as they danced. Her head was leaning against his chest lightly, rising and falling in tune with his breathing.

"What's an iPod?" Draco asked her, confused. Hermione laughed gently, picking her head up long enough to smile at Draco.

"It's a muggle device that plays music. You can carry it around and stuff. Like your CD player except smaller and it can hold a lot of songs."

"Oh. Do you have it here with you?" he asked her and she gave him a skeptical look.

"Back home I do. At Hogwarts in our time," she muttered into his ear and he smiled and nodded.

"Well when we get back, you should show it to me."

"Mhm," she murmured, letting go of him as the song ended. He tried to grab her back, but gave up as she swatted him away.

"I'm hungry, we'll dance again later," she said shortly and sat down at the Gryffindor table, which was pushed way back into the wall, and was very close to the Slytherin table.

"Oh ho, newbies," a Slytherin kid said while rising to his feet and peering over Draco and Hermione. Draco shot him a smirk. "Nothing to say back, hm? I thought Gryffindors were better than that, but obviously, I was wrong."

Draco arched his eyebrows, trying his best just to ignore the kid. His teeth were clenched together tightly, but he couldn't fight. Not here; not when he was outnumbered.

"But it's the same all over, right boys?" His gang of followers had appeared behind him. "The mudbloods just don't have any respect. Stupid mudbloods," he spat in Draco's direction. Before he knew what he was doing, Draco had grabbed the front of the kid's robes and was holding him up to his eye-level.

"Never insult me again," Draco said, in barely a whisper, but the boy seemed to get the picture quite easily. Draco threw him to the ground at the feet of his 'boys' and he scrambled up quickly.

"You're about to regret that," he said, bringing his wand out of his robes so fast Draco almost wasn't ready. But he didn't need to be; the kid had sent a spell at him, but Draco deflected it without his wand. The boy stumbled back, both in awe and by the effect of the curse.

"Wha-What? How did he- how did you do that?" he said in a scared tone, backing away. His gang of boys closed around him, bringing out their wands.

"Now might be a good time to-" Hermione whispered in his ear, but before she could finish, Draco's friends had arrived and started dueling with the Slytherin boys. Draco pushed Hermione out of the way and joined them.

"Aguamenti!" Draco shouted, and his wand shot out a jet of water, hitting Lucius Malfoy straight in the stomach and propelling him backward a few yards, where he landed with a thud and spluttered water out of his mouth, where some of it had ended up.

"Nice Draco," Zack said next to him while dodging a spell sent his way by a boy who looked like a young Rookwood to Draco. Kevin landed on the ground with a thud next to Draco, after been being hit by an expelliarmus, and for some reason his nose was bleeding.

"What happened to your nose?" Draco asked him as he helped him up.

"Malfoy stepped on it," he spat, shooting an angry look at Draco's father. Draco internally laughed; he had done the same to Potter last year. I guess it was instinct.

"Episkey," Draco said, pointing his wand at Kevin's nose, and Kevin rubbed it. "Healing spell," Draco explained and Kevin nodded, ducking a spell that was aimed at him and sending another one at the kid.

Draco joined back into the fray until he was pulled back by somebody; something. Oh, it was Dumbledore. A very angry Dumbledore. "Drop your wands!" he rumbled and the boys immediately stopped fighting and became very quiet.

"Rookwood, Malfoy, go to the hospital wing. The rest of you, to my office. Except for you," he said, pointing to Draco, and Brian gave him a weird look before following the rest of them out of the Hall.

"You shouldn't have fought them, now everyone else is in trouble," Hermione nagged him as he sat back down, but he wasn't hungry anymore. His blood was boiling; he hated those boys. But how could he hate his own father?

"Hermione," he said suddenly, looking up from the ground, "do you find it odd that none of the boys mentioned my looking alike to Lucius?"

"Well, yes, but the longer they-Where are you going?" she said, but Draco barely heard her; he was rushing back to the Gryffindor common room. He burst through the portrait and ran up the stairs, getting nasty looks from the younger kids who were trying to study.

He began rummaging through the things in his trunk, not noticing that someone else was in the room as well. He found what he was looking for; his father had always made him carry it around, he had it everywhere, all the time. A Dark detector.

A real one. The dark detector was different though, given only to those who were death eaters, or were yet to become one. Draco had had his since he joined Hogwarts, so he could learn who to talk to and who not too. It had been in his robes when he had served detention that night; it was out of habit that he kept it.

He was halfway to the door when he noticed the pendant (the detector), was glowing dark red, meaning someone branded with the dark mark was around. He swiveled his head around to come face to face with a tall man, wearing pure black robes, with a smirk on his face.

Draco staggered back, a little bit afraid. "Who-who are you?" he asked, still backing up, and reached into his pocket for his wand. He pulled it shakily.

"That isn't of importance," his tone was calm and collected, "you have met me before."

How could his tone be that calm; not wavering, simple, yet effective? Draco shivered at the mean menace in the man's tone. "No. I don't believe we have."

"When you arrived in this time period. I have seen you. Do not deny it." Draco shivered again. How did he know Draco wasn't from this time zone. Unless…

"You were the man I fought?" he asked, gripping his wand tighter, but not moving from his spot against the wall. The man smirked and nodded slowly, but didn't bring his wand to a ready position. He flipped it twice in the air and caught it, never losing eye contact with Draco.

"What do you want from me?" Draco demanded angrily. The man chuckled and pocketed his wand, though Draco kept his steady in front of him.

"You know quite well what I want, Malfoy," he said, his name slipping off his tongue. He kept his posture as he neared closer to him.

"No, 'fraid I don't," he said, trying to sound casual and confident. He gripped the wand yet tighter, even though his knuckles were white.

"You read that paper. You know what it's about. You are not stupid, boy, though I'm positive the Dark Lord thinks so, fleeing like you did last summer," the man said, and Draco gulped.

"I refuse to help you! Just tell us how to get back to our time, and do your own dirty work!" Draco screamed. He could hear the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.

"'Fraid I can't do that. I'll be seeing you soon, Malfoy," he spat and vanished into think air. Draco swirled around, trying to find him, but he couldn't.

"What was all the noise?" Zack asked as he came into the room, looking around.

"Nothing…I…forget it."

"No…I heard a voice…and it said Malfoy." Draco gulped.

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