Title: Dreams

Summary: Hermione is having strange dreams lately. Foul dreams of Lucius and Voldemort torturing her, but in the darkness shines a light. A light that is called Draco Malfoy. They're just dreams, aren't they? But then why does Draco need her help?

Disclaimer: I just own the plot.

Setting: Book 4 & 5? Didn't happen. Voldemort hasn't become corporeal and started his great war. Let's just say things were postponed. They're now all in their sixth year, and because Voldemort didn't become corporeal, Sirius is still alive, and that means Harry will be slightly different as well.

She woke up feeling astonished. He had kissed her forehead. Draco Malfoy had kissed her forehead. He had been nice to her. And it hadn't been fake, just because some stupid prophecy said they had to be friends. He had meant it. He had really trusted her. Trusted her to trust him. And she had. In her dream she had trusted him so much she hadn't even been scared when he had pointed his wand at her. And she had wanted to tell him something. What, she couldn't recall, but it had been important.

Was that why she had been there? To save him? To help him? Had she become his friend like he wanted her to be? It scared her. Being friends would help him, but Voldemort would torture her and Lucius would hurt her too. Why should she become friends with him when it only would end up in hurt for herself?

But why wouldn't she? Had she ever backed out of something just because it could get her in danger? Was that how Hermione Granger was? No. She wasn't. She was someone who helped her friends, hell even her enemies, because it was the right thing to do.

Sighing she got out of bed. Brushed her teeth, combed her hair, got dressed and walked towards the Great Hall. All with one person in mind. Draco. Draco would be her friend, her head shouted. Draco would be her friend. It sounded weird. Draco and friends wasn't something she had ever expected to be said in one sentence. And yet she was going to tell him that she would help him, become his friend, because...because what? Just because, she decided. She had to help him. Just because.

She wasn't sure what she was going to tell Harry or Ron if they asked about the newfounded trust they had. What was there to say? The truth? They would never believe her, would they? They still believed Malfoy to be the biggest evil prat there walked around on Hogwarts grounds and they were right. Just because she was going to be his friend didn't mean that she could forget all about his behaviour concerning others. He was a jerk. A big jerk.

But still...Harry and Ron had been there. With her. At Malfoy manor. Had they come with her to help her? Or Draco?

Bumping into someone she realised that she had been wandering aimlessly through the school. When she looked up she found herself in front of the Slytherin Common Room. She again thought of Draco. And her dreams. Maybe her dreams would stop if she helped him. Maybe they would mysteriously disappear.

Or maybe they wouldn't and things would get worse and everything that had happened in her dreams would happen in reality.

She quickly dismissed that thought.

"Come on"

Hermione dragged Draco through the corridors, a sight not many people had seen before, which caused a lot of gasps and snickers. They both didn't care.

"Where are we going Gran...Hermione?"

She sighed in desperation.

"To the library of course! Where else should we find the solution?"

"It's no use...I've checked every book at least twice"

"Yes. Of course you have. But you said it yourself...only together shall you find, right? So come on...hurry..."

A few minutes later they sat in silence, both searching through a book. Hours they spent there, together, in silence. Until finally, Draco shut his book loudly and sighed.

"It's no use"

He said with a frustrated tone.

"All I get is a big déja-vu from these stupid books"

"Books aren't stupid Draco"

Hermione lectured him, but she shut her book as well and messed up her hair with her hand.

"You're right. It's no use sitting here for another three hours, is there? We might as well call it a night..."

She yawned, looking at the clock.

"Oh god, look at the time. We've completely forgotten about dinner!"

She groaned, suddenly feeling the hunger.

"Well let's go then...I'm sure the house-elves have got something left..."

Just as Hermione was about to lecture him on the proper treatment of house-elves she heard her stomach rumbling.

Draco grinned.

"No lecture on Spew?"

He joked teasingly.

"It's S.P.E.W. And no..."

She smiled at him.

"I'm too hungry"

"Who would have thought...Hermione Granger...putting aside her beliefs because of food..."

She smiled again, knowing that even though his voice hadn't sound all that pleasant, he was trying to become friends, and he really hadn't meant it that bad. She playfully hit his arm.

"Well what are you waiting for?"

He grinned.

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A/N: Sorry, fillerchapter. Next one will be better I hope. Happy newyear! Please review!