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"I swear, if I go in there and Malfoy has done anything to Hermione…" Ron warned.

"Malfoy wouldn't touch her, he's not that stupid. He's second in class to Hermione remember?"

"All the more reason to hurt her! Harry he's a Slytherin! They don't like loosing."

"He's also a Malfoy. And he's got a reputation to hold."

Ron scowled, crossed his arms, and sat there moping for several minutes. He tried to not focus on the awful and hurtful things Malfoy was saying to Hermione, she would probably be coming out any moment now crying and swearing Draco to hell where he belonged. But Hermione didn't come out. It had been nearly ten minutes, and now even Harry was beginning to get restless and worried about their best friend.

"What do you 'spose Malfoy is saying to her? Its been an awfully long time- just for talking bout prefect duties"

"Yeah. I'm worried about her. Who knows how she's gonna react with Malfoy around after those nightmares she been having." Ron paused, then gasped. "Do you think he knows?"

"No. No way. How could he know?" However, Harry gave a nervous glance to the door of their cart. Now they both were anxious.

"Hey! I think I've got a pair of Fred and George's extendable ears in here!" Ron reached inside his bag and pulled out a pair of extendable ears.

"Brilliant!" Harry's eyes lit up and they both sat up to listen in on Hermione and Malfoy's conversation. Ron sneaked up to their cart and placed the ear next to it, giving Harry the thumbs up. Then he tip toed back to Harry and they listened.

There was silence, and Ron and Harry traded nervous expressions. Then they heard Hermione-

'I'm going back to Ron and Harry. Get some sleep, Malfoy'

Harry snapped the string as he tried to pull it towards him, and Hermione tripped on the ear as she left the cart.

"What the- oh my god." Her eyes widened in fear as she recognized the joke toy and her head snapped around, looking for a pair of identical smiles and ginger hair- or depending on what they heard, a pair of matching shocked faces and two gaping mouths.

"Fred! George! Where are you hiding!" She shrieked, a second year Hufflepuff gave her a strange look. Things began to add up in her head then. Firstly, Fred and George weren't even in school anymore. Second, Ron was their brother- and it was easy for him to get his hands on such things. She stormed into Ron and Harry's cart and found the two of them on the floor, faces redder than Ron's hair.

"YOU TWO!" she sucked in her breath before she screamed at them. Too avoid more stares, she stepped into the cart and put a silencing spell around it.

"TELL ME WHAT YOU HEARD! NOW!" she didn't usually yell like this when she was angry, but when mixed in with fear and utter embarrassment- she couldn't hold it in.

"Hermione, relax. All we heard you say was goodbye…" Harry spoke cautiously, holding his hands up like he was at wand point.

"Y-yeah. You just told Malfoy to 'get some sleep'. That's all we heard I swear. Are you alright Hermione?"

"NO! I'M BLOODY SCARED OUT OF MY WITS!" Hermione finally collapsed onto her knees and started crying. Without a doubt, her friends picked her up and placed her on the seat, caressing her the whole time. Looking out of her curtain of messy hair and blurred vision from the tears- she could still see the looks on Ron and Harry's faces. She sighed, wiped her tears, sat up strait, and confessed her whole dream to them. However, she did not dare tell them about what she and Malfoy talked about- not knowing how they would react to that.

Several doors down, Malfoy was sitting in his cart alone as he did every year. He kept Crabbe and Goyle and the rest of the Slytherin gang close by in case he got bored, but he usually liked to spend the train ride alone. As he rode alone with just his thoughts, he decided to follow Granger's advice and get some rest. He transformed his robes into a pillow and closed his eyes, letting his mind wander.

Far away, at Malfoy Manor, Narcissa was writing her son a letter in dark green ink. Although she was confused and slightly upset- she still managed to write the letter in the most beautiful script Draco had seen.

My Dear Draco,

I hope the train ride went well, do tell Miss Parkinson I give her my regards. However, this letter is of serious importance. There is no time to dribble drabble. Today while dropping you off at the station I heard a familiar name being called by one of those wretched Weasleys. It was the name 'Hermione'. Do you recognize that name, Draco? Of course you do, for you have only been screaming her name in your sleep for the past two weeks. Thanks to that no good ginger, I now know who this 'Hermione' is. She is that mudblood friend of Harry Potters, isn't she. Yes, I know. I know you don't want me to know but there is little you can keep from your own mother- especially one as sharp as me- you should know that by now Draco. I want you to explain to me your dreams. You will tell me what is going on in that head of yours when you sleep young man, and you will explain to me every detail. Why is it that you are dreaming of that girl? If you have any relationship with her at all, you are going to tell me right now. Please trust me when I saw I will understand, or at least I will understand more that your father would. However, if you decide to be the rebellious little Slytherin you think you are and completely ignore my request- I will kindly forbid Severus to make any Dreamless Sleep Potion for you and you can deal with dreaming about a mudblood Gryffindor in the Slytherin dorms. Seeing as how I know you do not wish that to happen, I would suggest you follow my orders and owl me immediately about that dream. I know it may seem harsh my boy, but it is for the best. You know I care very much about you, and I am deeply worried. Please Draco. You are all I have left.

Your loving mother, Narcissa Malfoy

She folded it gently, tied it neatly with a black ribbon, and sent it to Hogwarts. A few hours later when Draco would arrive in his dorm room he would find this letter laying on his bed. Waiting for him. Little did he know this would be one of the most terrifying owls he would receive in his life.

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