What will happen now, after the events of last chapter. Well, my fellow ppls, read on!

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Hermione's POV

I woke up to the feeling of a warm arm lying across my waist. I twisted around and saw Draco's sleeping body snuggled up to mine. I turned back and faced the door. I couldn't believe what I had done! I had slept with Draco Malfoy, my worst enemy. But as I turned around and looked at him again, I saw he wasn't an enemy. Not anymore

He had the look of a sleeping the angel, the way his chest moved steadily when he breathed, the way his perfect blonde hair fell over his face, the way he looked so peaceful at last, no malice, no venom, no hatred etched in his pale face, only content and peacefulness. I removed his arm slowly and sat up, holding the blanket above my chest

Knock, knock!

Oh no! No one can know about this, especially Ron. He would be hurt and angry. In the state he was in now, Draco wouldn't last very long. But I knew that Ron wasn't that great in magic and wouldn't be able to kill Draco

"Hermione, are you awake?"

Shit, it is Ron!

I shook Draco by the shoulders gently. His eyes opened sleepily, as he sat up and looked at me, running a hand through his hair

"Morning"

"You have to go, Ron's just outside and he'll kill you if he sees you here," I hissed

"Oh right, well, see you later, then"

He chanced a kiss on my cheek and disappeared with a crack, just as the door swung open and Ron walked in. He stopped at the look of me and blushed, looking away

"Morning, Ron," I said as cheerfully as I could

"Morning," he muttered

"So, why did you come in here?"

He was still looking at the floor

"Well, I was just seeing if you were awake and it seems you are"

He looked at me, but his eyes were rock solid on my face

"I heard voices, small, muffled voices. Who were you talking to?"

My heart stopped for a split second. I racked my brains to find an answer

"I was talking to myself, you know, you wake up, see a beautiful day and you say, 'What a lovely day, what can I do'"

"Oh, right"

I let out a small sigh. He wouldn't catch on at all!

"Sounded more like that. You know, like you said more than that"

My heart froze again. He couldn't know, he just couldn't know at all

"I was muttering what I should do today, that sort of thing"

"Oh right then, okay, well I'll just go, so you can get dressed and come downstairs"

He left the room, closing the door behind him and I sighed. That was a little close. I got out of bed, got dressed and headed downstairs, where I found Harry, Ginny and a sleeping Draco in the kitchen

"Morning, Hermione"

I dropped down next to Ginny and looked at Draco. He was resting his forehead on the table, small snores coming from him. Harry kicked him in the legs

"Hey, what, I'm awake and I say no," said Draco

"No to what?" asked Ginny

"Huh, uh, something I can't remember"

I looked at him. He did look tired, as if last night and the conversation with his mother wore him down. I had to stop a laugh that I had worn out the great Draco Malfoy. But I think he wouldn't like the idea of being great

"Hermione, what are you laughing about?" asked Ginny

"Oh nothing, except your brother came in on me while I was sleeping"

I looked at Draco again and saw him staring at the table. I had a feeling he was too embarrassed to look at me

"Hey, Potter, can we talk, I've got to tell you something?" said Draco

"Whatever"

Both he and Draco got up and left the kitchen. I watched Draco's retreating back, wondering what could happen between us after this war

End POV

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Harry's POV

I led the way to the lounge room and sat down, looking at Malfoy who sat across from me. He looked uneasy, but confident

"I spoke with my mother last night," he started

"So that's where you went," I said, "I thought you ran away again"

He forced out a small laugh

"Anyhow," Malfoy continued, getting serious, "She's told me of Voldemort's current activities"

"What is he doing?"

"He's starting up again. We have a week until he get his forces together and launches a powerful assault on both our world and the Muggle world"

"Are you serious?" I asked sceptically

I wished I didn't ask in that tone. It was like I didn't trust Malfoy. While I can't trust him completely, he had proven himself useful to the Order

"I am serious, Potter. We have to gather our numbers and attack before he starts, while he's off guard, otherwise we lose everything!"

He paused to let this sink in. It definitely rattled my bones. My heart began pounding harder. I knew that a confrontation with Voldemort meant either his death or mine!

I got up and began pacing

"We have to get our numbers up and attack. Do you know where he would be?"

"At my house. My father had always let him stay, so I think he's comfortable there"

"Yeah, well he won't be any time soon. We have to attack fast"

"Like when?"

"Well, send out the owls tonight, get everyone here tomorrow and attack tomorrow night. That way, Voldemort is definitely off guard and we'll take him easily"

"He'll be positioned in the dungeons," said Malfoy, "He likes it there"

"Where is the dungeon?"

"Under my house of course, but I can show you"

"Good, because we're gonna need you there"

Malfoy sighed and looked down at the ground

"Confused?" I asked

"I don't want to face my father, but I have no choice"

"Don't worry, Malfoy, we'll be there with you"

"Thanks Potter," he said

Malfoy got up and left the room. I followed and headed for my room

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