A/N: Ok, so I lied..It took me more that one day to write next chapter...I hope you'll forgive me. Anyway, it's not the best chapter i wrote, but i still hope you'll like it as the others. Read and if it's not hard for you. than Review:)

Disclaimer:Every character, place, and spellsa belongs to wonderfull. J.K.Rowling.

An hour later all sat at a dining table on kitchen. Mr.Weasley continued to tell everything that has occurred in the ministry. He told all from the very beginning, until Draco has told that feels a strange smell of fumes. He praised the boy as much as could.

"If not him, would be already late what to get out there from, East part of a building has strongly suffered, it is not known why, but spells which should extinguish fire, for some reason did not work."

Malfoy for some reason was silent, and has practically said no words that have extremely surprised Ron, which perfectly knew, how Draco liked to brag of the achievements on any, let even to an insignificant occasion.

Harry's attention now borrowed only Hermione. He sat near to her, and sat so close that his leg concerned with hers, that forced him to become covered by goose bumps. He touched her so many times before, but never felt like this. It's definitely was a new sensation for him. On the other hand, maybe that's because she was wearing short skirt right now, and he was wearing shorts and their bare legs were touching and then he got a very uncomfortable feeling in south regions of his body.

Be a man Harry! No more thoughts like that…she is your friend, don't forget it. A friend with a very soft and nice skin by the way….NO! NO!NO! I will not think like that of her. And what if I drop my fork down and when just get down to get it? When I could… Shut up you Pervert!

I was very amusing for him.

Couple of times he caught Malfoy looking at her, well, not exactly looking, but as Harry thought – staring. And he didn't like it.

What are you lookin' at? Slimy ferret-git? She is mine! M.I.N.E.! Do I need to spell it for ya?Whoa…..hold wild horses Potter! Where did it came from?

Suddenly, some seconds after -Draco begun to cough strongly, as though he has choked something. His face has turned pale; he has jumped of a table and has run out through door on street. Mrs. Weasley has looked on what happened. Only when she has risen what to follow him as with Hermione has occurred too the same thing. She has suddenly begun to cough and keeping a hand for a throat has jumped out of a table and run out on street. Harry, Ron and Ginny have rushed to run for her. Мalfoy stood with his hands on a column of a verandah, and breathed hard . Hermione squatted on a grass near to him, trying to catch her breath. Ginny kneeled beside her.

"Hermione? Are you OK?"-she asked with a worried voice.

"I understand, if you wan….ted to poison ….Malfoy for Merlin's sake Mrs.Weasley! -She continued to speak with shivering voice looking on Draco, but then, turned her attention to Mrs. Weasley-…but why ME!

"Hermione, dear I don't know, what you are talking about. I never wanted to poison Draco and definitely not you…..That was your favorite roastbeaf dear, and I cooked it as usual."

"Too much pepper….strange taste..."- At last that told with disgust in his voice Draco that silently observed whole situation.

"I believe this is one of the things that you wanted to talk about Miss Granger?-everybody turned around and saw headmaster Dumbledore in the Weasley's backyard. - Mr. Malfoy?

Draco nodded slightly as "yes". When Dumbledore turned around and walked back in the kitchen saying:" I'll wait for you both in the drawing room."

Hermione finally stood up, walked past surprised Harry and Ron, and went in the house, some seconds later Malfoy followed her.

After that moment has passed some hours, neither Malfoy nor Hermione and do not walked back from a room and Harry has already started to worry. About what could speak so long?

Meanwhile behind closed door in the drawing room:

Hermione and Draco told Dumbledore everything from the beginning. About bludger and their blood until last event at the dinner. Professor was listening very carefully and then begun to speak.

"What can I say Miss Granger. You and Mr. Malfoy went to a right conclusion. Then you said about how nervous you were, I could only assume that you were right about you being like twins. You see, -he turned to Hermione- you sensed a danger near Mr. Malfoy, it is a very rare gift in the magical world and mostly only twins have this. However, in the muggle world, it happens very often and this leads to your second problem. Senses. What do you know about human senses Mr. Malfoy?"- He asked turning his head now to Draco.

Draco thought a second and then started to answer.

"There are five senses. They are seeing, hearing, feeling, smelling, tasting. Each sense has a specific purpose... Things feel hard/soft... Sight is to see thing around you… Ears help us to hear... Tongues have taste buds... Our nose helps us to smell…..But how it can be related to us? I don't understand?"

"You see Draco, - replied Dumbledore, - Hermione is a muggle born, but you already know that."

Hermione exchanged looks with Malfoy.

"This is a rare gift for muggles from Nature. It cannot be found in wizarding world. Normally all of senses work the same, but in the rare cases one them works more that others. For example, people which made perfume, they have very developed sense of smell, and so they can create unique smell for perfume. But even less often you can find a muggle with all of five senses developed with the same strength."

"Are you trying to say professor, - asked very confused Hermione. - That Malfoy's blood somehow activated this all in me? Am I right?"

"Absolutely correct Miss Granger. More of it, Draco got the same gift as you. For now, you both sensed only: hearing, smelling and tasting. Am I right?"

"Feeling…"- whispered Hermione.

"What do you mean by "feeling"?"- asked Draco.

"At the dinner….I sat near Harry…and…and I…my leg and his…leg….we're..."

"I got the picture,-grinned Draco. - no need to explain further."

"The one left is left is Seeing.-said Dumbledore. - You may go now, and children….-they already stood up- be careful. No need to say everybody yet. I need to check something else."-after this, they hear soft POP and professor dissaparated.

"So….-started Draco. - this whole thing means, we should be civil to each other I guess….."

"Ok. But no more Mud Blood calling."-she gave her hand him.

"And no more ferret-boy."- He shook her hand.

"Deal"-she replied with a small smile on her face.

"Deal,-he replied back. - But don't even try to imagine, that I will be civil to Wonder boy and Weasel. "