A/N: This is a remake of a fanfic I read two years after Harry Potter came out. I can't find it on the web nor can I remember what it was called or who it was by. SO if anyone has read this fic and knows who wrote it or what it was called tell me! I am going to do the best I can and recall it form mammary. So some of it will be my ideas, but I hope I get most of it right. It was the best fanfic of DM/HG I have ever read and I believe everyone should read it. Scenes I don't know where it is on the web I am going for the next best thing.

ALSO MOST IMPORTEAN I NEED A GOOD BETA! ONE THAT IS FAST AND DOESN'T CHAGE THE MEANING OF WHAT IS WRITEN. THANK YOU!

"Catch Me I am Falling"

December 7 (Draco POV)

Draco was sitting in the living room watching something Hermione called a TV. (It was not turned on) He had come over for one of their meetings and was quick annoyed to find she wasn't there. He decided he would try to watch TV to find out what muggles found so interesting about them. After watching the small black screen for 5 minutes Draco know he must be doing something wrong.

Hermione said that a moving picture would appear on the black screen and do some sort of play or something. He didn't understand one bit what the hell she meant or even how to get it to work. The phone hadn't been this hard to figure out. All he had done was watched four different muggles used it before he tried. He had also seen them use a phone book which he also tried. He picked it up and used it as if he had been using one all his life.

This TV was not easy to figure out. After a moment Draco decided he should look the box over maybe there was a clue some where's on it. He got behind it first looking over the large black hump. He saw a wire coming out of the TV and going into the wall. He pulled the coded out of the wall to see if that would make it work. To his annoyances nothing happened. He put the coded back in the wall. He looked under and over it there was nothing. He ran his hands up and down the sides still nothing. He ran them over the front starting at the top and making his way down. When he got to the bottom he found a little hidden panel that he could pull open. Inside he found little buttons. He started at one end that said channels with an arrow pointing down and made his way over to one called power. When he hit the last button the black screen filled with color.

Draco sat back and looked triumphed. He got it to work with no help form anyone. A muggle was on the screen talking about a shampoo Draco should use to make his hair look and feel better. Draco was confused at what he was seeing, but he was also fascinated. The pictured changed and a male muggle was on the screen then, he at some point asked if Draco could smell what he was cooking. Draco felt wearied telling the box he did not smell anything cooking.

As he stud up he heard the front door open. He didn't hear any voices, but he wasn't sure if he should stay where he was or go see who had come in. He decided a little bit of both was his best choose.

"Hermione" He called into the hallway. The door shout hard as he heard a soft whimper. Walking into the hall he saw her standing with her back to him. Now Draco wasn't the loving type nor did he care she was obviously very upset. He wanted to know why she was two hours late. As he walked up behind her she turned toughing her arms around his neck and kissing deeply she then barred her head in his chest.

Draco didn't know what he should do. If they where in love it would have been easy to respond he gathered. Of chooses Draco had never been in love before, that would involved opening himself up to someone. Witch he would never do on the count he saw what happened to people he loved when he was younger. He didn't want to go through it again ever. Yes the war was over and those people were dead, but that didn't mean some other nut job wouldn't try it. He decided to do nothing at all; he would let her take him wherever she needed to go.

Which end up being the roughed sex they had had so far. She had bit him so hard she draw blood. It had been painful, but it was part of the deal that he gives her what she needed and if hurting him like that was it. Then he would comply with no comments. He took a deep breath and rolled away form her, she had fallen asleep.

They had never stayed the whole night with each other. Once their meeting was over one of them would leave. There had been a couple of times they had fallen asleep together, but she would cry out in her sleep. When ever she did it woke him and he would just get up; get his things and leave her crying forum as if he heard nothing at all.

This time he wasn't tried he just ached all over. He closed his eyes and let sleep over take him. In less then an hour he was awaken out of his dreams by a load howling sound. He almost fell out of the bed as it had scared the hell out of him. Hermione was sitting start up in bed howling like someone was stabbing her over and over again. Draco reacted without thinking. His arms wrapped around her gently cradling her body again his. He whispered words of care in her ears 'Shh it's aright I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you shh' He rocked her gently as she began to cry in her sleep. 'I'm here its ok. Shh' He whispered placing gentle kisses on her forehead. Ever so slowly he moved them so they where lying back down. He held her closer to his body. Allowing his arms too hold her gently all night along. At some point she stopped crying and he fell back asleep thinking.

'She'll never know what I did, so it will be ok.'

That was the first time he stayed the whole night though. After that night he stayed with her every night just so he could rep the benefits of morning sex. Sometimes he would play the roll of her muggle alarm clock by waking her with some licks between her legs. He loved taking shows with her in the morning as he could get one more wild wet shag in before he had to go to work, but the 'peace of residents' was knowing that Hermione was late for work because she had been sucking him off under the breakfast table that morning. He also liked whacking up next to her, but he would never voice that. It was just nice to not be alone for once when he got up in the morning. It meant nothing more then that. There was also one other thing he did enjoy about staying the whole night though. Hermione made one mean cup of tea in the morning.

His cooking stuff made good tea as well, but hers had a nice kick that help start his day. They had been together ever night scenes the 7th. So he was a little suspired to get an owl saying 'No go' on the 18th. Of choose the roles made it in possible for him to ask why. He got a short note form her the next day saying no go until after the 25th. Draco decided it had to be because of the holidays unlike him she had friends and family to spend it with.

He had a lot of parties to go to, but they where for places he owned or places that he had given money to. He gave all his employees a gift basket of cause and sometimes he would get a card, but otherwise Draco had no one to spend the holidays with. He had spent the pass six Christmas and Christmas eves sitting at home going over paper work he needed to get done. His dinner was whatever he could find in the kitchen as he given everyone on his stuff house elf's included the holiday off every year. And it looked like this year would be the same.

With a sigh he tossed the latter into the fire. He had a week to do nothing, but go to parties, sleep with whatever woman through her self at him and get drunk. Somehow it just didn't sound all that fun to him. He had hoped for something different to come along, but that wasn't going to happen for him. Draco put on his cloak and gloves his offices building where he did most of his work was closed for the holiday. He was alone as he walked down the hall to the stairs. When he opened the front door something want off in his faces.

"Happy Christmas" A woman said to him. She had taken his photo making it was hard for him to see her at first. When he could see again all he saw was her black hair turning the corner. Some how he didn't like the feeling he was getting form that moment.

The next day his fear was confirmed as he got a copy of the Wiz magazine and the big article was called. 'What are the celebrates doing for the holidays?' On the front page was the photo of him blinding in shock of getting his picture taken as he walked out of his building into the picture flash. The article was worse then the photo. It had made Draco sound like a loser with no life outside of work. He thought the write had been more then harsh on him, because he was the only one in the group of celebrates that didn't have a family to spend charismas with. The woman didn't say anything about all the parties he would be at. Or all the gift's he had given, or even all the money and toy's he had donated. What she did say was just awful it made him so mad. The only thing the woman hadn't done was call him a murder.

He needed someone to tell him, not to let it get to him. To hold him and tell him it would be ok and no one would care what that woman had said. But he known no one would do that for him. Everyone that read it would just simply believe it. Being as he was alone no one was with him and no one was going to come to see him. He allowed himself to brake down calling it his charismas gift to himself.