This is from Draco's point of view. The story doesn't progress much, but It gives us insight as to what Draco was thinking. I hope you like it. Sugarcube18

Draco Malfoy listened to the pounding rain outside his dorm. It didn't bother him too much when there was a thunder storm, but he had to admit that this one was a one scary comparatively speaking. The nights were always Draco's favorite parts of his day. Something about night just soothed him. Perhaps it was the quiet.

There had been many nights where he had stayed up late thinking. Just thinking. Thinking about the war and his part in it. It was one night during a thunder storm that he had decided to switch sides. That didn't mean that his over all arrogant attitude changed. It was quite the opposite really, he was still the pain in the arse that he always had been. He liked himself that way.

A particularly load burst of thunder shook the room. He sighed and closed his eyes. He was fully prepared to get some sleep. Being Head Boy was tiring after all. He felt sleep slowly drifting in. He barely heard his door open as another boom of thunder shook the castle. He shot up at the sound of a very feminine shriek of terror.

Hermione Granger landed haphazardly across his lap. He was surprised to say the least. The Gryffindor princess was laying across his lap, clearly scared to death. Her over-sized t-shirt was the only sleep wear she had on. She was shaking in fear. Taking her in fully, Draco couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him.

She shivered.

"Scared of a little storm, Granger?" He sneered at her. He smiled when she scowled at him. His eyes wondered down to her exposed creamy thigh. "What are you doing here?" He asked her lazily.

"Could I sleep here? Please!" He looked up at her quickly. She winced. Well, this was a surprise. The brave Gryffindor was begging. He raised his perfectly sculpted eyebrow at her and smiled deviously.

"Here in my bed, yes. Here in my lap, no." Granger had the decency to look embarrassed as she slid off his lap.

"Sorry, I really I am." She told him quietly as she slid under the covers and he scooted over to make room for her. He rolled his eyes at the fact that she was being little goodie-two-shoes and apologizing to him.

"Another bolt of lightning followed by a blast of thunder rang through the room. Granger whimpered and hid her face in one of his pillows. Was she really that scared of a little thunder? Hermione Granger was scared of a stupid storm?

"Granger, what is your problem?" He asked her. He only heard a muffled whimper. "You're really that scared of a little bit of thunder?" he asked incredulously. She turned her head towards him so that he could see her glare.



"Hey, whatever! Its not like I care. Just don't whine like a baby all night Granger. I need my sleep." He said to her before turning away from her. Girls could be so annoying sometimes. He thought that maybe she'd finally be quiet and just as his eyes were about to close… another shriek come from Granger as thunder blasted. He tried to ignore her.

Then she started tapping him. Ignore her. She tapped again. IGNORE HER. And agi…

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU WANT?!" Draco yelled as he flipped around to face her. He instantly felt guilty. The great and smart Hermione Granger was cowering in fear in front of him. This was something that a few years ago would have been his dream.

Seeing Hermione Granger shake in fear was something his old self would have taken advantage of. He would have made fun of her. He would have hurt her. Now though, now all he wanted to do was apologize.

"Sorry Granger. You're fine. He said soothingly as he pulled her to him. She was shaking, he noticed, in fear of the storm. It lessened as he held her and being this close to her was really opening up his awareness. His body screamed 'GIRL' in big bold letters. She buried her head in his neck as she tried to escape the storm.

He held her. He stroked her hair soothingly. "You're fine Granger. I've got you." He whispered to her. Hermione Granger had been the bane of his existence for a long while when he was younger. After he grew out of his child-like state he found her to be the least annoying of the golden trio.

In fact, when he had first switched sides he had to spend a few weeks at Grimald Place. In those weeks she had been one of the few people that didn't treat him like the enemy.

She had tolerated him to say the least. Of course they argued and of course they had moments were they fought, but the important thing had been that she hadn't glared at him from across the table like certain others did.

Suddenly her body stilled.

"Thank you," she whispered against his neck and he had to suppress a shiver. He pulled her way from him to look her in the eye.

"For what?" He asked softly.

"for being there," She replied and he relized that she was talking about the battle. The battle where he had searched desperately to find her. He couldn't explain his behavior that night. He had searched desperately for her. He had killed every Death Eater in sight trying to find her.

He had finally found her surrounded by bodies. She had been crying. He couldn't explain why such relief went through him when he found her. The only explanation would be that he cared for her. He let a look of astonishment cross his face.



He fancied her. God, he was so stupid. He was sure that a very poncy like expression was on his face as he pulled her towards him again. It too everything he had not to kiss her. He didn't want to freak her out.

"Anytime," he said into her ear. Suddenly he had something else to thank the night for.

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