Okay eveybody,

here is another lil chappy. read and enjoy. sorry it has taken me so long to write this one. i mean it really has been a long time. but i have just moved flat and it has taken me a long time to get the net sorted out here. not to mention me and the bf have just found out i am pregnant. we are still in a state of shock but both over the moon:)

sorry blabbing on...read people read...

What the hell was she doing? She was kissing Draco Malfoy that's what. Maybe the question should be…why was she kissing Draco Malfoy? Right now the answer wouldn't come and she couldn't careless. Who knew that having someone else's lips placed on yours would feel so good? Hermione had been kissed before. But it had never felt like this. She had never has the rush of something running up through her body. If she could think straight she might have realised that it was lust, wanting and need. But as it was her mind was firmly switched off and every nerve in her body was very much on!

Malfoy arms went around her waist and pulled her close at the same time he bit her bottom lip gentle causing her to gasp; he eased his tongue into her mouth. Hermione's arms, of their own free will, wrapped themselves around his shoulders then neck.

Oh my god! Was he hard…is that what she could feel pressing into her lower belly. Actually that felt quite good very good in fact. She rocked her hips causing Malfoy to moan.

Malfoy to moan.

Malfoy to moan!

She stepped back from him so quickly she nearly lost her balance. Her hand flew to her lips and she looked at Malfoy in a state of shock. He looked back with an equal look.

"What do you think you are doing" she spat at him.

Malfoy quickly recovered and raised an eyebrow.

"I think it was quite clear what I was doing…" he said softly, smirking.

"What gives you the right to do that to me?" she growled.

He merely raised his eyebrow higher if possible.

"Can't say it Granger? We kissed. Not me kissing you but us kissing each other. It wasn't going that badly I thought." He chuckled.

The new feelings within Hermione vanished with that one sound. Anything she might of felt went out the window leaving plenty of room for the anger.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that. You stuck up bastard. That's right I swore! Get bloody over it." With that she turned on her heel and walked away, as fast as her legs would carry her.

Don't you walk away from me. No one walks away from me!

Hermione laughed out loud.

Watch me!

She merely heard him growl and kept walking. Nothing on earth was going to stop her from getting to her room where she could bury herself under the covers and never come out. Well not until tomorrow at least.

Draco paced the heads common room. His blood pressure was high and he needed some kind of release. There was no way to let out all the emotions that were going around in his head and body. Plus it was becoming harder keeping the mental barrier up 24/7. He had no doubt that Granger was in mood to read his mind right now, just like he wasn't hers. But when he was so highly strung he would, without knowing it, push what he was feeling into her head. And there was no way he wanted her to know just how much she had gotten to him. The lust and need was still whizzing its way round his system. For Merlin sake his body was still had half mast. Along with that was the anger, how dare she try and blame the kiss all on him. She made him feel like scum, like he had taken advantage of her.

He thumped his fist down on the desk.

Draco had not done that! Draco had never done that, he was not his father and how dare she think that he was!

Falling down onto the sofa he stared into the fire. Women! They say they want something, they act like they want it but the moment they get it their not happy!

Staring into the flames he started to calm down. Maybe in the morning he would be able to face her. They would have to work together at some point so he would definitely have to see her. Damn it all to hell. Why did she have to be the only other person with the 'gift'?

Before his very eyes the flames turned green causing Draco to sit up a little straighter. Snape's face appeared in the flames.

"Mr Malfoy, are you alone?" he asked.

Giving the head of his house a quick nod Draco moved closer to the flames.

"I want you to come to the hall. The headmaster requires your help with something." He paused. "Don't wake Miss Granger." He gave Draco a meaningful look before his face disappeared and the flames went back to red.

What was going on? Draco's gut twisted. Standing and honing his senses he found Hermione in her bedroom. Most likely fast asleep. Looking up at the door he sighed before heading out of the room and onto The Great Hall.

Hermione was laid on her bed staring at the ceiling trying to ignore her senses that were telling her Draco…no she meant Malfoy, was in the common room.

Okay so she may have over reacted slightly. But to be fair she had never felt anything like that before, it worried her more than a little that it was Draco…no Malfoy that caused it. Why couldn't it have been someone else? Some who actually liked her? Why not someone that really wanted to be with her and not just after a quick shag to sate his needs?

Hermione sat bolt upright in bed. Draco…no Malfoy was leaving the common room. Where was he going, and at this time of night? He could well be going to see his little slut. As soon as she thought it she remembered what it felt like to be Pansy, the loneliness, the never being good enough. Okay maybe slut wasn't quite right.

Before she could stop herself she found herself asking Draco.

Where are you going?

She waited and couple of minutes and after no reply asked again.

Where are you going?

Still he did not reply. It was no good, her curiosity had been spiked. Sure if he was going to see Pansy he would just tell her to shove off. Or even rub it in her face where he was going.

Slipping out of bed she grabbed a pair of jeans and put them on, that and a simple green zip up hooded jumper. Popping her feet into her trainers she headed down into the common room and out the portal. Once in the corridor she stood still and thought hard of Draco…no Malfoy. Oh it was no good she was just going to have to call him Draco.

This was the only part of her gift she had not been able to really master yet. She was really good at know what he was doing when he was close. From her dorm to the heads common room was her limit. But now with the whole castle…finding him was going to be much harder. Standing straight she took a couple of deep breaths and thought hard about the man with stunning blonde almost white hair. Cause he was a man and had proven it to her. And wow had he proved it. Shaking her head Hermione tried again to find him. This time not thinking about what had happened outside.

Suddenly it came to her like a flash in the dark. He was in the Hall. Turning to the right she made her way there. The school was dark and deadly silent; it must be so late that even the patrols weren't on anymore. In no time at all she was outside the hall doors. The only thing now was she had no idea what to do. Should she knock on the door and go in? What if he was with someone else? What should she do? Not liking this not knowing she moved closer to the doors and put her ear against it. But the wood was to think to hear anything. Then again maybe he wasn't making any noise? Maybe he was hurt? Maybe he had had his throat cut like that elf, like Snape and McGonagall in her visions. Before she knew she had pushed open the door and gasped…

"Draco."

Two of the three occupations turned in shock to look at her. The third still had his back to her.

"What are you doing here?" Snape snapped.

"I told you severus. We would not keep her away for long." The headmaster said. Turning his back on the young woman to look at the young man before him. "Now hush up, otherwise we might bring him out to soon."

Snape growled before turning back round to face the same way as the headmaster. Hermione walked as slowly as she could towards the three men. There in front of Draco was centaur, hung up side down with his throat slit, blood everywhere. The dead body hanging in mid air. Hermione gasp and covered her mouth with her hand.

"Ssshhhh" Snape snapped.

Hermione froze to the spot…oh poor Draco. What must he be seeing?

Draco blinked over and over again but it was no good. He could see nothing. He put his hand out in front of him but could not see that either. He huffed in frustration. This was the third time this had ever happened to him, the second time this night. They put it down to shock the first time. But that can't be right now. No way would it happen twice like this unless someone did not want him to see what was really going on. Taking another deep breath he blinked again and thought of clearing the space. Thought about what the hall looked like without the fog. It helped a little but not a great amount.

Something brushed past his foot and he looked down. A rat ran ahead of him until he could see it no more through the fog. Tonight must really be the night for rats. Then the centaur was in front of him. A beautiful beast, shocking black fur, tight tanned upper torso. He turned his head to look at Draco.

"I want my people to retrieve me." He said in a deep voice.

"Of course." Draco replied his own voice echoing round the hall, he got a nod in reply.

The centaurs head tilted back his throat was cut and the body was lifted from the ground and hung in mid air…all by nothing. Draco frowned. This could not be right. Something must be doing this. He looked around but all he could see was fog, fog and some more fog. Oh and lets not forget that rat that just ran back over his foot. The blood and the smell were starting to get to him. He needed to leave. He concentrated on the hoof he was holding in his hand. But nothing happened. It was like he had been glued to the hoof, unable to let go, trying again and again and yet to no avail.

Help!

Somewhere he could here Granger, but could not sense her. Her words were mere mumbles as if coming from a long way off. Then suddenly he could sense her and feel her hand on his, pulling the hoof out of it and angry shouts.

"Stop that at once Miss Granger." Snape barked. "You don't know what you're doing. He will come out when he's ready."

"Draco, come on, come here, come back, Draco." Hermione said panic filling her voice.

"okay." He said in a shaky breath. Twice in one night, he was not use to this. "I'm here."

"I told you he was fine and very much able to come back." Draco could not be sure but he was pretty certain that also heard the positions master calling Granger a cretin. He turned to look at Hermione who has tears in her eyes but a look of determination.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly.

Before he could answer Snape stepped forward.

"What did you see Mr Malfoy?" he demanded.

Oddly the headmaster was saying nothing. Just standing back and watching the scene before him unfold.

"Give him a couple of minutes to recover, sir." Hermione said looking Draco straight in the face.

Are you okay?

But once again Snape would not be kept waiting.

"There is no time. Tell us what you saw." He moved closer still.

Hermione took a hold of Draco, one arm round his waist the other holding onto the back of his head.

Ignore him. Are you okay?

Snape growled and grabbed Draco's arm only to let go straight away swearing like a trooper. Both Draco and Hermione looked shocked. Then Hermione shrugged.

"I told you to give him a minute." Hermione said.

"Dear Miss Granger, Mr Malfoy did not cause the shock to professor Snape. That was you." Dumbledore said a twinkle in his eye. "Severus we can give them a moment."

Snape glared at Hermione then moved away to stand next to the headmaster.

I'm okay Granger.

You don't look bloody okay.

She moved a piece of hair out of his face.

You look like you have seen a ghost.

This is not far from the truth.

I'm sorry Draco.

What for?

This was my fault. What is the point in having this 'gift' when I can't see when things are going to happen?

You wouldn't have been able to stop it?

No but I would have been able to warn you. Why did you leave without me?

Snape told me not to wake you.

Since when have you listened to other people?

"I'm sorry to interrupt, as I am sure you are talking, but we do need to know what you say Mr Malfoy." The Headmaster said softly.

Hermione stepped back from Draco so they were no longer touching; he felt the loss of her warmth straight away. It took a lot of will power to not ask her to move back again. He took a deep breath.

"I saw nothing. I know I said this last time, but this was even worse. There was so much fog. I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face." He sighed and looked down. He was no bloody help at all.

Hermione spoke up.

"He managed to clear it though. Well a little bit of it anyway."

She was in his head.

I am able to talk for myself.

I know. I was just trying to help; there is really no need to snap at me.

If you want to help do something about how cold it bloody is.

Hermione moved back to him and wrapped both her arms around his waist. His whole body ached from head to toe. All he wanted to do was sit down. He moved his arm, with a great amount of effort, so that it rested around Hermione's shoulders.

"Stop talking with each other inside your heads and tell us what you saw." Snape said with a great amount of restraint for him.

Draco sighed again and Hermione gave him a little squeeze. This was not good; he couldn't talk without having Hermione hold onto him.

"They are recharging each other Severus. Give them a moment." Dumbledore added.

Snape sighed with a huge amount of impatience.

"I really did see very little. I cleared the fog a little then I managed to see the Centaur…" Draco was cut of by Snape, which caused Hermione to tut at him, thus causing a glare in return.

"How did he get into the room?" Snape asked still glaring at Hermione.

"I don't know, sir. He was just somehow there. The thing is I don't think he knew how he got there either." Snape nodded and Draco carried on. "His throat was cut and he was floated and hung like this." Draco waved his free arm in the general direction of the hanging beast.

Dumbledore said nothing but frowned heavily.

Hermione went very still next to him. Her arms gripped him so tight that he thought he might have broken ribs.

Draco…we could have another problem.

What? What is it?

The centaur has moved.

Draco looked at the centaur and it was still as it was before.

I can't see it? Tell me what you see.

There are rats eating him. Oh god it's horrible.

Rats? There are rats eating him. What is it with rats tonight? And why has the body not been moved in the future? Why is it still there?

"Sir, there is one thing." Snape and Dumbledore looked at him. "There was a rat with the elf when he died and a rat here with the centaur."

Draco…

You sacred Granger? I thought you were a Gryffindor!

The arms around him went tense and started to pull away.

We will deal with it. What are a few rats when I can make Snape plat his hair?

Once again, before there very eyes Snape started to plat his long greasy hair. Draco could have swore that he heard Hermione chuckle slightly.

Right thats it all done for this chappy. it has to be my longest yet i think. please please please please let me know what ya all think.

thanks

HC