a/n: Well I got to a computer and am able to type this for ya'll! So I guess my last chapter wasn't a big hit, but hey, you can't win 'em all. So… thanks to life is crazy, fairy pwincess, and Jesse M. Lover for reviewing chapter 7.

P.S- Hey Fairy Pwincess, it may seem random to be "Killing off" Draco's dad, but it's all part of a big, juicy plot. Also, why did you think it was so weird? Oh well.

So… Here it is!

Being Bound to your Presence Chapter Eight

Very Awkward Moments

Hermione woke up on the… floor? Why wasn't she in bed? As she sat up, she slid across the room until her side hit the closed bathroom door. She gave it a bang with her fist.

"MALFOY! WAKE ME UP BEFORE YOU GO TO THE BATHROOM!"

Draco replied with a "Mmph." He must be changing. Good. This gave her time to think.

Hermione's P.O.V

Why hasn't he said anything yet? Doesn't he know that I was all… mushy over him… He either A. Forgot or B. Was in a VERY deep sleep or semi-dead. Let's just hope it's B. I don't know why I cared that he was sad. I just- Oh my! I cared! IF I CARED THEN WHY AM I SLIDING ACROSS THE FLOOR? The potion must need us to care at the same time. What kind of potion is this? GRRR! This is cra- OUCH!

Normal P.O.V

Draco opened the door and it hit Hermione in the butt. He emerged in Slytherin robes and stepped over Hermione, gesturing toward the bathroom, showing it was her turn to dress. Ok, he definitely does not know about my caring last night Thank God! She got up and went in the bathroom to change. She dressed in her robes and twisted her hair up with Chinese chopsticks and left down several curls. Then they headed to breakfast together.

In the Great Hall, they ran across Harry and Ron. Ron marched up to Malfoy at once and said- "You better not have done-"

Ron, please! Malfoy's family has suffered a… loss." Hermione interrupted him. Ron opened his mouth to argue, but Harry pulled him away. Draco turned away sharply, causing Hermione to nearly fall over. He went to the nearest table (which happened to be Hufflepuff) and picked up a bagel for himself and a piece of toast for Hermione that he shoved at her. "Now let's go." He hissed in her ear. As he stormed down the corridor (Hermione jogging to keep up), Hermine said, "What was that about?" Draco truned around and stopped dead in his tracks Hermione ran straight into him. His gray eyes turned metal silver. "Your asking me what that was about? 'Malfoy's family has had a loss'. You humiliated me mudblood!" He shook bagel in her face, which was only inches from his. Hermione was hardly offended.

"Are you threatening me with that bagel?" She asked playfully. "And that mudblood was only sticking up for you." Draco started towards the Room again, causing Hermione to knock him over and fall on top of him. Hermione started to laugh, but Draco forcefully shoved her away. "You think it's so funny don't you?" Draoc almost whispered, turning his back to her. Hermione stopped laughing immedently. "Malfoy I-" Draco continued, completely ignoring her trying to talk, yet Hermione could tell that this had almost nothing to do with her, and everything to do with Draco's locked up emotions since Lucious' death.

"Yeah, you were muggle born and all, but you didn't have it near as bad as I did. Even when I was a little boy, it was pounded into my head. 'Malfoys do not play with toys. Malfoys do not cry. Malfoys do not associate with muggles.'" The reached the Room of Requirement and they went straight in and sat down on their beds to talk. It was either Hermione's imagionation or Draco's eyes were actually filling with tears.

"Once when I was young, I had a toy train. One day I was playing with it in our yard and I saw some muggle born boys playing. They asked me to play with them. I went to Father and asked him. He took my toy and punished me." He swallowed hard. Hermione had not the slightest clue of why he was telling her this. She also noticed how he did not say how he was punished. Probably beaten.

"I cried, and he only punished me further." He stared at the ground, and his tears spilled out and slid down his pale face. Hermione was in awe, to be honest.

"Well…" Hermione began slowly, "if your father was so mean to you, and you never wanted to be a Death Eater, then… why are you so mean to me and my friends?" She asked softly. Draco looked up at her, face shining.

"Because… Oh my gosh I can't believe this! I must be going mad! Why did I tell you this I HATE you! You're muggle-born! I'm Pureblooded! Why an I even talking to you?" He looked up at the ceiling helplessly. Hermione had never seen Draco cry before, (and never thought she would) and honestly, it was the freakiest thing she had ever seen!

Malfoy put his head in his hands. If Hermione did not loathe him, she would have thought he looked very attractive. She didn't know what to do. He just sat there, completely still. Finally, she said, "We're already late for class. Let's go now."

a/n: Well there it is! Review! I have to go so it may be a w

hile before the next chapter. Buh Byes!