Encounter with a Twist

I want Draco...and maybe Harry, when he gets contacts and ditches those glasses.

I know I haven't updated my other stories, but this is the one I got a roll on. Aah, what will happen to everybody's favorite couple...well they aren't a couple...because Draco is mine...I love you all.

"Will you go out with me?"

It went through her a head a thousand times as she sat in the bath.

She had gotten up from his bed and replied, 'I have to go.'

It was afternoon now, almost time for dinner.

Harry had asked her out and she just walked away.

"I should have said yes, I mean he is nice and my best friend. Damnit! Now what'll he think?"

"What'll who think?"

"Bloody hell Malfoy! Get the fuck out of here!"

"Language Granger." Draco replied sitting on top of the counter.

Hermione sunk lower into the water, hoping that the bubbles would shield her from his eyes.

"So who is it?" He asked crossing his arms on his chest.

"No one of your concern, Malfoy." She spat.

"Ooh, is it your boyfriend Potty?" He mocked, getting up from the counter and walking closer.

She had one chance. She tossed a pint of soapy water at his face, wrapped the towel swiftly around her and ran towards her room.

But to her luck there was water on the floor. She started to slip and fall in the direction of the edge of the bathtub, when a pair of arms grabbed her around the waist and stopped her from hitting it. She lost her balance again and knocked both her and her rescuer to the ground.

Next thing she knew was that she was sitting between Malfoy's legs.

She turned her head and saw that his eyes were closed.

Quickly she checked his heartbeat by putting her ear on his chest. He was alive.

"Little close there for comfort Granger, but if you felt that way all you had to do was tell me." He said a smirk.

She lifted her head quickly.

"Thanks." She managed to say after a moment of silence.

"I hate you. You messed up my hair."

"I know. I know." She replied getting up, noticing that her ankle was starting to bruise.

Before leaving the bathroom, Malfoy called to her.

"You forgot something Granger."

At that he threw something at her.

She caught it and it was the necklace Harry gave her.

She was going to say thanks again but he had already gone into his room and closed the door.

Taking a breath, Hermione walked to the Gryffindor table but Harry was nowhere in sight.

"Ron, where's Harry?"

"Dunno, last time I saw him he was asleep." He answered reaching for the jug of pumpkin juice.

"I'll be right back Ron."

He grunted in response.

Opening the door to the boy's dormitory, she saw that Harry was lying in his bed.

"Harry?"

He turned to look at her and gave her an angry look.

"Oh Harry, I just needed time to think about it. You know the thing with Krum wasn't too fun for me, and I just don't want to go through that again."

He kept looking at her.

"How could you ever think that I would do that to you? I'm your best friend Herm, and you know I wouldn't hurt you for the world."

She walked over, sat on his bed, and gave him a short kiss.

As she pulled away, Harry smiled slightly.

"Harry Potter, I would be delighted to go out with you."

The both of them went down to the Great Hall and found that dessert was just beginning to appear.

As they sat down, Ron began digging into a very generously sized slice of apple pie.

"Goob to thee you maite." Ron chewed through his pie and words.

Hermione smiled somewhat and reached for a chocolate pasty, then changed her mind for the pudding instead.

Harry grabbed the treacle tart.

After the dishes cleared, Ron stood up with a content look on his face.

"Food is a wonderful thing. Hey Harry, you up for a game of Wizard's Chess?"

Harry looked at Hermione.

"Go on Harry, and then tell me who wins. I've got rounds to do after the curfew." She said annoyed at the prospect of walking around in the dark with Malfoy.

"Alright." Harry answered giving her a hug.

She watched him walk off and then she headed back to the Head Tower to do a bit of homework.

3 hours later she had finished her Advanced Runes essay and the timeline for History of Magic that gave a detailed account of the vampire-goblin treaty concerning several different arguments.

Hermione had Potions left. She sighed at the assignment Snape had given them: the antidote of each potion listed, then a description on both the potions and the antidotes and finally how to make each.

"Not asking much is he?" Hermione growled to herself taking out a fresh sheet of parchment.

"Where's my Potions book?" She wondered aloud looking through the pile of books on the table.

"Damnit, now I remember...I lent my book to Neville..." She closed her eyes.

Getting up she knocked on Malfoy's door.

"What?" He called from inside his room.

"Malfoy I need to borrow your Potions book, I don't have mine." She said wincing that she was even doing this.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't need a reason to not lend out my book to a mudblood."

"Bloody hell Malfoy! The homework is due tomorrow!"

"That's unlike you bookworm."

"Damnit, just give the book!"

"No." Clearly enjoying the advantage he had over her.

"Please?" Resorting to the desperate measures now.

"Begging now are we Granger? That's unlike you as well, no wait, yes it is."

"Fine, what do you want for the book?" She barked through gritted teeth.

"Nothing you have."

"Bugger!" She swore under her breath.

The door opened, showing Malfoy in all his smarmy smugness of triumph.

"We have rounds to do Mudblood, but don't come too near me." He said walking past her to the portrait.

She couldn't steal it, because he was looking.

Following him through the painting they made their way to the halls to dispense discipline and such to the stray students still hanging about.

After an hour, Hermione was getting very tired of walking around. And she still had to finish the Potions homework.

It was midnight and Hermione managed to sneak away from Malfoy by saying she had to use the restroom and she ran really fast to the Gryffindor tower.

Ron and Harry were still up doing their Astronomy chart. Harry looked up at the entrance and saw a very out of breath Hermione.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" Harry asked, getting and hurrying to her.

"Harry, can I please borrow your Potions book?" She pleaded, thankful that he was still awake.

"Why do you need it? Wait don't tell me that you didn't do the Potions homework. That one took me ages." His eyes widening.

"Please Harry?"

"Yeah, of course, but you'll have to stay up all night to finish it." Harry said looking worried.

"You can stay here and finish it Hermione. We'll help you if you need want." Ron joined in at last, half-glancing at his now completed and hopefully accurate chart with pride.

"Have you got any spare parchment and a quill?" She asked looking at their messy table.

"Yup, and here's my Potions book." Harry said handing her his book, some parchment and a very nice looking quill.

"You still have it?" She asked in awe.

"Yeah, I take good care of that quill." He beamed.

It was the eagle quill she had given him two years ago for his partial-birthday present.

Now two in the morning, Hermione managed to finish sooner than expected with Ron and Harry's help.

"Oh thank you!" She gave them both hugs. Rolling up her homework, she put it into her robe's pocket.

"I'd better get to bed." Hermione said getting up from her chair.

"Are you sure? It's pretty late." Ron commented.

"Yeah. I'll be fine." It's not that long of a walk." Hermione waved her hand.

After convincing Ron and mostly Harry that she was fine to walk at this time, she took out her wand.

"Lumos."

10 minutes passed and she still couldn't find the Head Tower. Now she was in an eerie looking hallway that looked like nothing she'd ever seen before.

Walking down it, it seemed to get icy cold. These were definitely not the dungeons, as the dungeons required passage through a door and she hadn't opened any.

Then it became so unbearably cold and Hermione started to feel dizzy.

She tried to turn back but she couldn't see where she came from.

Finally it was too much for her and she collapsed onto the hard, stone floor shivering and losing consciousness fast. Black was enveloping her as her wand rolled away causing the light to also roll away.

Before she lost her awareness, she heard the heels of boots clicking towards her.

Oh...that's not good...I am a bit of a bastard...leaving you on a hanging moment like that...hmmm...suspenseful...I love you all and please review...kisses!