A/N : Sorry for the long update, but I had no idea what to write. Plus I was a bit lazy

Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. Such a punishment wouldn't be allowed by Dumbledore. It was a complete mistake…except for the uh sneaking around in Snape's potions room. But it was all Pansy's fault. On the other hand, she did want to prove Pansy how wrong she was about her being a wimp. Now they had to be each other, how sickening.

Pansy was leaning against the wall of Snape's office, swearing at the ceiling, "Bloody Mudbloods always messing things up," her eyes shot at Hermione, "We have to do something about this."

"There is only one way. You act like me and I…I'll act like you," Hermione said in a whisper as she gazed silently at the stony wall across from her. The thought of what Draco had done to her had flown across her mind and she squeezed her right arm from crying out in shock. He had touched her in such a way that she almost forgot who he actually was.

"Granger, why are you getting all red?" Pansy cocked an eyebrow and walked closer as if she were suspicious.

"You know," Hermione jumped in before Pansy could say anything else, "We really should go back to our dormitories before Snape decides to punish us another week."

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but we should get our act together. What's the Gryffindor password?"

Hermione stared at her, baffled, "Like I'm telling you." She flipped her hair back with her hand and turned away with crossed arms.

"Granger, how am I supposed to sleep? I can't go back to the Slytherin dormitory. They'd jinx me if I even lay a foot in there with this kind of hair-I mean face…being you of course." Pansy smirked, "Come on, be sensible! Look trust me, the password for Slytherin is Manticore, got me? Now what is the Gryffindor Password?"

There was a little moment of silence before Hermione could finally open her mouth, "It's…fine. It's Dragon's flames." She let out a sigh, feeling quite ashamed of herself.

"Ok well, goodnight Granger." Hermione could have sworn she saw a small smile, but she was to late to be sure as Pansy stalked off into the darkness.

Hermione walked to the left from the Potions room and left again where she saw a sleeping portrait that clung to the dungeon's wall. Let's face it, I'm lost. Lightly, she tapped the paintings with her knuckle and it awoke abruptly with a snort. It was a young man with dark brown hair, but it seemed that his eye sockets were empty.

"He-hello." She stuttered. The ere painting merely stared at her with the emptiness of the two pitch black holes, "I was wondering if you could tell me where the Slytherin common room is."

"Why do they always ask the eyeless man?" He shook his head in sorrow for himself, "As if I have the eyes to see. Unhook me down dear Slytherin."

"How do you know that I'm a Slytherin?"

"Surely you haven't forgotten Pansy, the day I helped you find the entrance to the Slytherin common room on your first year at Hogwarts?" he blinked even though there was no need to.

"No uh, I haven't." Hermione lied, "But how and why should I unhook you down? I thought all portraits were permanently stuck to all walls of Hogwarts."

"Ah, so I see you have forgotten. I am a special portrait. Unhook me down and I will borrow your eyes."

Hermione unhooked the portrait and turned it around to see that the back had two holes, most likely where she would have to place her eyes and so she did. It felt as if he was controlling her eyes. Her head felt slightly giddy, though she continued to follow his directions.

At last, both of them were facing a blank wall of stone. The blind man instructed her to hang her back where she found him. Then she walked back to the blank stone wall and whispered Manticore. The walls opened like an elevator and she entered with care.

The first sight that reached her eyes was Draco sitting in a dark green armchair like the rich man he is. She glared at him, but quickly smiled when he turned to look at who was entering.

"Pansy." He smiled, "What took you so long?"

"Professor Snape wanted to have a chat with me about uh my homework that's all."

"You know, I can't help but notice there's something different about you…" Draco rubbed his chin with his hand curiously.

"What? Me? No Never." Hermione shot through the words like a bullet.

"Your expression is quite different. You seem nervous."

"Draco darling, I'm just so tired. Let's go to bed. We can have this silly discussion of yours tomorrow." Hermione replied in a very good imitation of Pansy. Draco seemed convinced and walked up the stairs of the boy's dorm.

"If you don't mind I rather be alone in bed today. I had a rather strange day. I woke up in the floor in front of my bed with a headache."

Hermione let out a sigh of relief as he closed the door, at least she didn't have to sleep with Draco Malfoy in the same bed! The thought of bed already made her feel drowsy.

She cuddled herself up in the warm, green, velvet covers and soon fell asleep in an unknown body.