Perviously on Aderaline Rush,

Between Dumbledore's announcement and Draco's change of heart, her new friendship with Pansy...she was exshauted. There was one thing she was sure of..Draco and herself were becoming closer. She smiled as sleep overcame her. Another dream materialized before her eyes.

Chapter Six-The Truth

Hermione was awoke by a screaming Pansy, needless to say she jumped. Distantly, she heard two identical thuds and a whispered "bloody hell" and "Wha's happening?"

"What is it?" Hermione groaned. Sparing a look at her new friend.

"There is a fur ball on the end of my bed!" Pansy yelled. Hermione raised her head and looked toward the offending fur ball. It was Corkshanks.

"That fur ball would be my cat." She said. She got up and picked the cat up and placed him on her bed. He was currently glaring at Pansy, probably for waking him up.

"Oh.." Pansy said. "Why on earth was he on my bed?"

"How am I supposed to know? You want to ask him for yourself?" Hermione said scarcastically. She laughed when she saw the look Pansy was giving the cat. "Needless to say that was a rude awakening on both parts." She murmured. Pansy laughed and got out of bed. Hermoine walked out of the dorm and came face to face with Draco Malfoy.

"What in the bloody hell happened in there?" He asked her, not stepping back. Even though they were so close she could count his eyelashes. Not that she was.

"Pansy was awoke by my cat." Hermione said. She saw Ron shudder.

"That bloody beast is a monster. I'm telling you." Ron murmured.

"And you snore like a beast." Hermione added. Ron blushed and glared at her before walking away. Hermione had forgotten how close she was to Draco Malfoy and when she looked back at him she almost fell down.

"Careful there,Granger." He said, grabbing her by the waist. Hermione and Draco both ignored the shock that tore through them. Pansy came bounding down the stairs and saw the position Draco and Hermione were in. She couldn't help but laugh. Hermione removed Draco's hands and slipped out of the common room, heading for the Great Hall for breakfast.

Draco couldn't believe what just happened. Not only had he been awoke by a eardrum busting scream but he had just caught and held Hermione Granger. Something really was happening to him. 'Have I fallen ill?' He wondered. Pansy's eyes shone her amusement, he found himself wanted to throttle her.

"So, lover boy is this part of your plan as well?" She asked him.

"What?" Draco asked her.

"Making Granger fall for you?" Pansy asked him.

"I don't know what you're talking about. She's not falling for me." For some reason Draco realized that the statement saddened him, did he want her to fall in love with him? He didn't know.

"Don't get attached, Draco." Pansy told him curtly before leaving the common room. Draco followed her suit. He quickly caught up with Hermione. She looked at him.

"Remember that we're going to talk with Dumbledore today." Her eyes held a stern look. The type a mother gets when she wants her child to behave or do what she says. Draco felt himself sinking down underneath the look. He nodded. Hermione smiled and walked toward the Gryiffindor table and he toward Syltherin. Draco was pointedly ignoring the looks that he was getting from his fellow house mates. His words flashed through his mind.

"Draco, I have a job for you.."

Draco closed his eyes, momentarly.


Hermione couldn't shake the dreams she'd been having. One dream she'd had last night bothered her greatly.

Hermione was sitting inside a tent watching Ron and Harry argue. Her anxiety level was rising higher and higher. Was all this really necessary?

Then after many hours and hurtful words said, Ron left the tent. Hermione found herself running after him. There was no way that Harry and her could do this on their own. They needed Ron.

That dream left her head reeling. Would Ron actually abandon them? Why were they in a tent? Why were Harry and Ron arguing? All these questions and still no answers. She quietly began eating, sneaking looks around the table. Her eyes landed on the Weasley twins. Fred looked at her, she knew that he was taking in her expression.

"You alright, Granger?" Fred asked her. She nodded. "You sure?" He asked again.

"Just a little bothered is all." She told him. This answer seemed to confuse him more. He stood and walked over toward her.

"What has you bothered?" Fred asked her. "School?" Hermione shook her head.

"Just dreams." She told him. "Have you ever had a dream that you couldn't explain?" She looked at him.

"Yeah. Is that's what happening to you?" Fred asked her. Hermione nodded. Fred squeezed her shoulder in a comforting manner. "You'll be alright, kid. You normally are. I'm here if you ever need to talk." He walked back over to where George was sitting. Harry and Ron walked in moments later. Lavender squealed and hugged him. Hermione rolled her eyes. The ones that think Hermione is jealous really don't know her. She values Ron's friendship and feels nothing romantic toward him. He's just not her type. The only thing she's scared of when it comes to him is that they're going to grow apart. She doesn't want to lose him as a friend. She's come to think of him as one of her brothers. She glanced around the room and her eyes landed on Fred's concerned face. She began to wonder why but then she remembered Ginny, she'd been possessed in her second year in Hogwarts. She told her that it'd started with dreams then turned into something more. Hermione shivered. Ron sat down across from her.

"So Hermione, how was your night?" Ron asked her. She smiled.

"Well, other than being attacked by questions from Pansy and being awoke by her screaming about my cat...it was good." She said with a shrug. She caught Pansy's glare, she just smiled at her. "How was your night?" Hermione mouthed "loverboy". Ron glared at her and threw a roll. Hermione caught it. "Thank ya." She began eating it.

"I slept well." He said, with a shrug. "Malfoy and I woke up this morning, no one was dead..so all in all it was good. Still pretty awkward being stuck in the same dorm as him though." Hermione laughed.

"I know what you mean. I felt weird even being friendly with Pansy." Hermione said. The Gryiffindors were looking at them. "No one died. Pansy got frightened by my oaf of a cat laying on her feet. Pansy screamed making Ron fall out of his bed and me, well, I fell out of my bed myself." Hermione said. Ron laughed. They fell into easy conversation, Fred and George moved to sit next to them. Hermione ignored the worried and concerned looks Fred was shooting her.


When Fred returned to his seat, George began to question him.

"She looks pale." Angela commented. Fred nodded. George and Fred shared a look. Silent telling one another that he would explain later. Fred moved closer toward Hermione. He wasn't going to lie, he was worried about his young friend. He'd always expected this type of behavior from Harry but from Hermione it was out of character. She was always happy. At the moment, she was pale and quiet. When he'd asked she'd told him that dreams were bothering her. That's how it started with Ginny as well. Then she started going down hill. Ginny began isolating herself from them. Waking up not remembering what she'd done. Fred contained a shiver. He didn't want bright and happy Hermione Granger to turn out that way. His worry only grew when he learned that Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson were staying in the same dorm and same room as Hermione and his little brother. While Ron and Hermione acted as though they trusted Parkinson and Malfoy, Fred couldn't bring himself too.

Later after breakfast, Fred pulled his twin into the room of requirement.

"What's up, Fred?" George asked him.

"Something's wrong with Granger." He told his twin.

"Like what?" George asked.

"You saw how she looked at breakfast, pale." George nodded. "I think that maybe someone or something is planting dreams into her head."