-1Disclaimer- Character Death: "I didn't mean to get caught honest, how could they have possibly discovered that I trapped Tom Felton and Emma Watson in a cage until they agreed to my demands? As for the stealing a copy of the seventh book of Harry Potter, I didn't intend on anyone finding out about that."

Lawyer: "Hang on did you just say that kidnapped two unwilling subjects, blackmailed them and stole a not-currently-published novel?"

Character Death: "Why would you think that?"

Lawyer: "You just told me."

Character Death: "Yeah, I'm going to run now and all you avid readers let it be known that it is advisable you do not admit your crimes in front of this guy (he's very observant). Oh and don't sue me please J.K Rowling none of this belongs to me it's all yours every last character."

A note: Yes I know long time no see. Well here comes the next chapter and I have a perfectly valid reason for not posting earlier, you see that lawyer (yes the evil one from above) he made my computer not let me on the internet for about five days. I know the nerve detaining me from updating the next chapter for you eager d/hr shippers out there. Oh well here goes.

Previously: "Watch your back Malfoy, I know where you live!"

So the time was eleven o'clock on a bright and early Tuesday morning, not only were two feuding people laying on the couch together, oh no. A presumed inanimate object had just yawned quite loudly having risen from a spell induced slumber. This clock (its real name being Nancy) was thoroughly disturbed to discover the absence of her mistress. She wondered if this was a new experiment of hers to avoid Nancy completely after all her presence was most unwanted. You see there was one fault when it came to the titled: "perfect" Hermione Granger. She was often late to work as she had a tendency to never wake up; much like a corpse. This was why Ron being a natural bad present giver had thought it would be tactful to give his beloved friend a talking alarm clock for her 22nd birthday. Now for once everyone thought it was a good idea which was shortly proven wrong when Hermione attempted to destroy the 'wretched' thing by throwing it out the window. It was too much chagrin that she discovered the gift had been made indestructible and was very much accustomed to the average lazy person's attitude.

'Well time to rise and shine' smirked the clock resembling a certain occupant that was situated along with Hermione on a burgundy sofa downstairs. It would appear after all the maltreatment it had received over the years that this clock had toughened up completely, that and grown a mean streak. It swiftly climbed down from table that it was situated on and stretched its tiny arms; calling out loudly: "oh Hermione wake up my dear" only to be followed by a far more sinister, "Or your favourite teddy bear learns the meaning of being ripped apart". Nancy's search took her from room to room until finally the view of a not so ugly man and her mistress came into view. 'Well, well, well we have been busy haven't we darling Hermione.' The clock muttered to herself as she made her way over almost cackling. It would appear that an idea had began to unfold in her mind as she manoeuvred the two poor innocent victims into a very compromising position. She made sure that Draco had his arms firmly around the snoring Hermione and that both of the two faces were practically touching. Then backing away with a devilish look upon her sweet features, the clock shrieked in her most ear piercing voice: "Wake up now you lazy know-it-all your at least two hours late for work". Now the clock was fully aware that Hermione wasn't due in till 1:30 but being experienced in this area she knew it would take her that long to get ready.

It was a mere second later that Malfoy stirred and leaned over directly onto Hermione's face (you can imagine his expression). This made Hermione wake up and scream so loud at Draco that it was a wonder his ear drum was still intact; only to discover that this had made Malfoy fall the remaining space and smash his lips directly onto Hermione's own. Then there was a space of about 10 seconds while the two sized each other up looking directly into the eye of their long-term enemies. That was then a minuscule gesture was made between them and both untangled themselves; Nancy knew it was time to leave and began to tiptoe out.

It was after a small couple of words were exchanged that Malfoy discovered who or what had caused this travesty. They then gave what could only be described as a high five to each other and chased after Nancy. War cries erupted from previously covered mouths and the battle began between the silly alarm clock and two annoyed adults going by the title: "United Enemies As of Ten Minutes Ago". None of the neighbours questioned why, most had either gone to work or were well aware of the disruption which the wizard clock had caused highly esteemed Hermione Granger of Flourish and Blotts. That and they had all been swiftly bribed by half price books from the lady herself.

Nancy was well in for it and after acknowledging that doing her job did not perhaps include trying to forcibly initiate a kiss between Hermione and Draco, (albeit regrettably and her fingers crossed behind her back) she was allowed freedom. That is to say Draco had transfigured a quill into rope and had bound the clock's hands behind her back and her mouth had been covered with spellotape. Not after of course contemplating whether finding out all Hermione's dirty secrets was worth more than trapping the clock (he was going to agree then she appeared). He replied swiftly after that into the clock's ear that: "He would get her to tell them to him anyway." It was this indecision which had reached Nancy the conclusion that as a comrade it was most likely that Draco was the weak point.

Still more to the point it was now universally agreed that Hermione wanted to know: "Just what exactly the clock had said to him which might have corrupted him into agreement?" Which much to the satisfaction of Malfoy was now a well hidden secret. His response had convinced her that he wouldn't tell her yet and made her blush to the roots.

"Depends entirely on what your prepared to do to find out my lovely little Hermione." Which had ended in him suggesting a few not very conservative options. Thanks to that statement Hermione had marched out the door for work with the very same words distracting her and making her smile throughout the day. After all it was universally acknowledged that the clock was very much already part of his secret sector designed to draw Hermione into his clutches.