Chapter Six:

"Here is the guest room", Hermione led Draco into a room at the far corner of the house. It was a good sized room, decorated in warm colors. It wasn't girlie, neither did it yell 'bachelor'. It looked like the kind of room that made you feel like your at home.

It had a comfortable looking queen bed, with attached built in drawers. The furniture wasn't massive and fitted well into the wall, which made the place look very spacious.

"You can settle down, while I start on lunch, you will probably be hungry by the time you finish." Hermione showed him around the room and left to the kitchen.

Draco was a little taken aback. He was thrilled that the events had settled the way they did, but he couldn't believe Hermione actually took him in. Her generosity shocked him. After all, he himself didn't know how he would have reacted in her place. He transfigured the small back pack back into the original suitcase and started unpacking his belongings.

Draco put his cloths away quickly and neatly, and went into the kitchen to help Hermione with Lunch preparation. Inside the kitchen, he saw her cooking with her wand, but the meal was completely unfamiliar to him.

"oohh, it smells so good, what are you cooking?" Draco asked as he headed towards the sink to wash his hands.

"I am making a muggle meal, sorry but I don't know how to cook any of the meals we had in Hogwarts" Hermione replied and gave him a small smile.

"It's ok, you have nothing to be sorry for. How is this muggle brilliance called?" Draco replied with a smile Hermione considered a little too kind for the Draco she remembered.

"Chicken Parmesana, it's Italian, it's one of my favorite meals, and very easy to make." Hermione said while draining pasta from a pot.

"Sounds delicious, do you need any help?" asked Draco.

"No, I'm fine, almost finished." replied Hermione a little taken aback by his generosity.

"So I guess I'll go take a quick shower before lunch" said Draco and left the kitchen.

Draco showered quickly and thoroughly. He had to wash the past weeks away. Now he started fresh. He came clean to Hermione, and was hidden safely in her house. He got out the shower, wore his house clothing and headed towards the kitchen, where Hermione was almost finished setting the table. He helped her bring the plates to the table and sat down.

'This chicken Parmajuana thing is damn good' Draco thought to himself. 'muggles sure know how to satisfy their hunger.' In the past weeks, his diet wasn't as rich as it used to be, and it felt good to have a nice home cooked meal.

They ate quietly, and a little awkwardly, considering the day's events. Draco was shocked Hermione was so good at cooking. He always knew she was talented, but never thought it would go so far beyond school.

'I wonder what other talents she has, perhaps in the bedroom…' as soon as that thought came into his head he shook it off right away. She was helping him out, and he should be thankful to her, not try to get in her pants.

Although it's been such a long time, and he did care for her, a lot. Draco was used to having girls. It was what came with money, power, and good looks. Even though most of the girls he's been with were nothing but sluts he didn't care for, he still enjoyed the whole intercourse, and could not imagine, going god knows how long without it.

'I guess I'll just find some cute muggle I can spend time with while I'm here. Witches or not, I sure know how to talk my way into their pants. Besides, with my looks and experience they will be dumb if they don't have a taste of me.'

Draco was pleased that he found a solution to his problem. Besides Hermione didn't like him, so it wouldn't bother her to see him with other girls. He had nothing to do all day, he might as well do the one thing that brings him one sort of pleasure.

'I wonder what's going through his head right this moment. He seems to be concentrated, and than smirks at himself for some unknown reason. Is he lying to me, is he happy that he fooled me to believe him. Note to self, must stay alert at all time…' Hermione was also deep into thought.

All of a sudden they heard a loud knock on the kitchen window. They both jumped up, but than realized it was just an owl. Hermione recognized Hedwig right away and ran towards the window to let her in. She took the parcel off her leg, and patted her snowy white back. After Hedwig rested for a few seconds, she realized Crookshanks was coming near, to avoid a fight with the annoying ginger cat, Hedwig flew out the window not waiting for Hermione's reply.

Hermione tore the letter open, and read the note quickly. It was just another note saying I'm fine, don't worry about me. He already found most of the horcruxes, he had only one left, the hardest one, Nagini. He said that he's going to relax for a week, because if he won't take it slow, his life will be in greater danger. After he finds and kills Nagini, he will face Voldermont, and be able to finally kill him. Once and for all.

Hermione tapped the letter with her wand and it automatically disappeared to a hidden drawer she kept secret. Draco could never find out about this. She doesn't know who's side he's standing on. She would die before she ever betrays Harry.

"Who was it from?" asked Draco trying to break the awkward silence.

"oh, Ron and Ginny, just asking how I'm doing" she answered a tad too quickly. Draco looked at her with suspect for a sec, but decided he would be better off not questioning her about her honesty.

"So how is the weasel king doing?" Draco asked with a smirk, it became quite a habit to make fun of Ron and Harry. He didn't know why he said it but he couldn't control it.

Hermione started getting red in the face again, just let him eat and shower and he goes back to being the same old jerk. Guys are so unbelievable.

"Ron is fine, thank you for your concern, and I would appreciate if you don't make fun of my best friends while your staying here." she spat out.

"Sorry, just a spill of the tongue. I'll try my best to control it." he said as another smirk formed on his face.

"What exactly are you smirking about?" she asked him getting a little frustrated.

"You look so cute when your mad" he replied with a wink as he headed to his bedroom.

"Ugh, forget I asked" she huffed and started cleaning up the table.