A/N Everyone! It was my birthday on Thursday! I'm now officially 15. Yup.

Also I want everyone to continue reading this story until the end. You can't stop! You'll understand what this means later.

One last thing! I've updated my new story blood lust, which again you should like if you like this story. Check it out because this story is going to end soon and Blood Lust will be my new project.

Literally In Hell With: Draco Malfoy

Chapter 11

Night

Draco lied in his bed tossing and turning. He no longer needed any rest. The night seemed like weeks. Draco knew that it most likely was. Time was dragged out in Hell helping to make every moment even more miserable. He could still hear the snores from where Ron was sleeping. They alternated from being soft to abnormally loud. Obviously he was the only one not able to enjoy the rest that was given to him.

Draco sat up on the bed he was lying on. He had forced Ron to take the couch. He looked around the small dark room. It was nearly empty except for the bed and the couch. There was a wooden door that led to a bathroom that was no bigger then a broom closet. In the bathroom there consisted of a sink with one bar of soap and a toilet that did not flush.

Draco left his bed to go into the unsanitary bathroom. He turned the faucet to the sink on and let the water pour out. He cupped his hands and placed them under the water only to quickly pull them away. The water was scorching hot. Draco turned off the faucet and sighed. He left the bathroom and the room ware he was previously sleeping.

He soon found himself in the hallway of the building. It was dark and impossible to see. There was absolutely no light. Hell had no moon creating a pitch-black surrounding every time it decided to become night. Draco lit the tip of his wand so a small light illuminated from it.

The light was enough to light a good portion of the tiny hallway. The three of them where placed at the very top of the building which was the attic. The attic contained only two rooms. The rooms had to be shared among Hermione, Draco, and Ron. Hermione ended up getting her own since neither Draco nor Ron would let the other share a room with her. The doors to the two rooms where only separated by a few inches.

Draco made his way to the staircase and started to walk to the next floor. This floor contained several rooms. Only one of the rooms was a bedroom. Draco wasn't sure who was staying there. The rest of the rooms consisted of a large bathroom, a sitting room, a kitchen, and a room Draco had not yet visited. Draco made his way towards the unknown room and was about to open the door when he heard a sound. Someone was coming up the steps.

Draco knew he shouldn't be alarmed. The whole city was "Demon proof" but he couldn't help himself from dashing into the bathroom. He left the door open just enough so that he could look at who was visiting.

Draco's eyes widened as he saw a large red foot followed by a skinny muscular red body and very large horns enter the hallway. He watched the demon make his way to the bedroom. As Draco examined it more quickly he realized it was the Demon who helped them escape! Wild thoughts of controlling the Demon with the imperious curse or having a Demon on their side ran through Draco's thoughts.

Then he realized that it was impossible for a Demon to change sides. They where made evil without a trace of love in any of them. Draco was also sure that the Demons should have learned to control the imperious curse by now. Wizards and witches probably tried it millions of times on them.

Draco was now sure the Demon was only they're to hurt whom ever was inside that room. Draco waited until the Demon was fully inside the room before leaving the bathroom. He tiptoed across the wooden floorboards. He put his ear against the door so he could listen to hear any unusual sounds. There was a small ruffle of sheets and that was about it.

When Draco was sure that the Demon was nowhere near the door he slowly turned the knob and pushed open the door. Draco saw the Demon immediately. It was sleeping in the bed on the left side of the room. Draco was stunned. He had no idea what to do. He started to back away when one of the Demon's eyes shot open. The eye quickly scanned the room and spot Draco. Draco froze.

Then the last thing Draco expected happened. The Demon raised its arms above its head and yawn. "Is there a reason that you're lurking in my room boy?"

Draco didn't answer. He couldn't find any words to say. All he did was stand they're wide-eyed starring at the Demon.

The Demon sneezed and covered its mouth with its hands. When the Demon pulled away he starred at his large red hands. "Oh, I see." Suddenly the Demon began to shake. Its red skin disappeared to be replaced by a tan color. His horns shrunk inside his head and his hands and feet became less large. Red curly hair began to emerge from its scalpel that went down to its waist. Its body became less muscular and it's waist much slimmer. A pretty face looked at him with a smile. "Is that better?" she asked.

Draco still stood starring at the redhead woman. She looked to be in about her early thirties.

"I'm an animagus," she started to explain. "I never learned when I was on earth so when I came here Gryffindor suggest that I tried becoming one. I did and mine ended up being a Demon."

"A Demon?" Draco repeated.

The woman nodded her head. "Yes, yes. It's not only me. If you wanted to be an animagus you would also turn into Demon. It's one of those things down here."

"But you're voice… it was so manly."

She laughed. "Of course! Do you expect the Demons to believe that I was one of them if I came in with my high-pitched voice?"

It was true. Her voice was abnormally high even for a girl. "I guess not." Draco was just starting to recover from his shock.

"I'm sorry about scaring you before," she said. "I guess I was so tired from collecting wizards and witches I forgot to transform back when I got into the city."

"Oh," Draco said quickly. "Oh," Draco said once again. "So that's why you left us that set of keys!"

"Erm, no," she said. "That was a mistake. I was only supposed to leave one key but instead I left the whole bunch."

Draco nodded his head to show that he understood. "I guess I should leave you to you sleep." Draco was now slightly embarrassed. He should have known better.

"You should," she said.

Draco turned away and left the room. He rushed upstairs and before he knew what he was doing he flung open the door to Hermione's room. "Granger!" he shouted. "I have some news for you!"

He suddenly stopped. He had just realized what he had done. He shouldn't be in Hermione's room. They weren't friends. He was out of his boundaries. He was about to leave when he noticed Hermione wasn't in her bed. "Granger?" he repeated once more.

"Go away." The voice came from the small bathroom that was connected to her bedroom. Draco followed the voice. He knew he should have left but something urged him to go see her.

She was sitting on the floor of the bathroom with her head between her knees so that her face was hidden. "Granger, what on earth are you doing?"

Draco noticed there was glass around the floor. He looked up to see that the bathroom mirror was smashed in. He suddenly realized Hermione saw what she looked like. "Granger, its not that bad…" he said.

"Not that bad?" Hermione's voice was muffled from being covered. "Half of my face is missing!"

"Everyone here has something wrong with them," Draco was trying to comfort her. He was sure he had never done that before. "Look I don't have a nose."

"So what? You have the rest of your face." She snapped.

Draco sighed. "You're being ridiculous. Stop hiding your face, I've seen it before."

Hermione lifted up her head to show her face. It looked the same as when they had gotten into the city. "I look terrible."

"I never thought you where one to get caught up on your looks." Draco teased.

Hermione glared at him. "No matter how much you can not accept it I am a girl and I do care what I look like!"

Draco let out an even louder sigh before. "Granger we are in Hell. This isn't a beauty competition."

"They have to take everything away from us don't they?" Hermione's face was turning red. Draco noticed that her eyes started to become teary.

Draco leaned against the bathroom wall and slid down to the floor. He rested his chin against his bent knees and looked at Hermione.

"Stop it," Hermione said. "Stop starring."

"Isn't a good thing when a boy stares at a girl?" he asked.

Hermione shook her head. "Not all the time and especially not in this case."

"Why you don't like me?" Draco questioned.

"No, well that's not the point. The point is that I'm hideous. The only reason a boy would look at me was to make fun. How could anyone ever like me when I look like this?"

Draco didn't even have a chance to stop the next words that came out of his mouth. "I like you." When he realized what he had said his face went pale. He lifted his head up from his knees so he could get a better look at Hermione's reaction.

Hermione had also lifted her head up. She looked very confused. "What did you say?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing," Draco said quickly.

Hermione shook her head. "No you said something."

"Then you should have heard it," Draco snapped. He was becoming very uncomfortable.

"I think I did but I'm not sure if I heard correctly." There was silence for a few seconds before Hermione continued. "I like you too," she whispered.

A wave of relief hit Draco. Another silence followed. The two of them just starred at each other, neither of them where sure what to say. Draco began to open his mouth a few times but quickly closed it.

"So we're friends?" Hermione asked breaking the silence.

Draco shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know what we are."

"Do you want to be friends?" Hermione asked again.

Draco didn't answer. This was all too weird for him. If he could he would rather be anywhere else at the moment. All he wanted to do was get up and leave but something made him stay. He hated how his legs wouldn't move and how for the first time in his life he felt intimidated. "Maybe we should try to get some more sleep," Draco said. He looked at Hermione's tired eyes. "Did you get any sleep at all?"

Hermione shook her head. "I'm fine."

"Don't be stupid. We barely get to sleep here, you should take advantage of the time given to us."

Ignoring his statement Hermione said, "Why did you come here in the first place?"

Draco thought back. Why did he go there? Then he remembered that he wanted to tell her about the so-called "demon". "Do you remember the Demon who helped us escape?"

Hermione nodded her head. "I still can't figure that out."

Draco grinned. "Well I did. It wasn't a demon. It was one of us."

"You're lying," Hermione said. "That's impossible!"

Draco shook his head. "No it is. She's an amigos!"

Hermione laughed. "Go figure," she paused for a slight moment before saying. "So you came here just to tell me that?"

Draco looked at her oddly. What was she getting at? "I thought you would like to hear about it."

"So why couldn't you wait until the morning?" she questioned.

Draco didn't know why he didn't wait. He was just so excited about the news. All he kept thinking about was what Hermione's reaction would be.

"Ha!" Hermione had a wide grin on her face that in normal cases would make Draco want to punch her. "So we are friends."

"What are you talking about?" Draco snapped.

"That's something a friend would do. I guess you feel comfortable enough to think that I won't get mad if you woke me up." Hermione couldn't stop grinning.

"You're mad." Is all Draco said.

Hermione shook her head. "No we're friends."

"You definitely need sleep." Draco stood up. He offered Hermione his hand. Hermione grabbed it and Draco pulled her up.

"Whoa," Hermione lost her balance and fell against Draco. "Sorry," she said. She put her hand her on head. She felt faint and knew Draco was right about her not getting enough sleep.

Draco held her up. Once she had fully regained her balance Draco helped her into bed. She put her head against the pillow and closed her eyes. "See," she said, "if we weren't friends…." That was all she managed to say before she fell to sleep.

Draco brushed back her hair and watched her sleep. Soon he found himself becoming tired. His eye lids where heavy. He tried going to the next room but only ended up falling on the bed. His eyes were fully closed now and weren't going to open up until the night went away.

A/N I hope you liked it! I already have the next chapter done so it might actually be posted on time! Please review! It would be a belated birthday gift!