Hermione's eyelids fluttered open as she regained consciousness. Groaning inwardly, she tried to sit up but felt something warm pressing down on her body, making her unable to sit up. As her vision came back to focus, she could see strands of platinum blonde hair blocking her view.

Then it hit her.

She and Malfoy were sucked into this vortex that somehow transported them to this place and currently she can't get up because Malfoy was lying on top of her, unconscious. She stayed in that position as she thought about what just happened.

She could feel his rhythmic heartbeat(A/N: yes! They were that close!), his hot breaths on her cheeks and the comforting warmth that he radiated. She was suddenly overcame with a sense of security lying there under Malfoy. She felt as if nothing bad was ever going to happen to her when she was there with him, she felt safe and secured in his arms.

Hmm…he smells like peppermint…ohh how I wish I could feel like this forever…I feel so protected with him…with Draco…wait? When did I start calling him Draco? He's suppose to be the world's biggest, most arrogant prat…and my biggest enemy…why the hell do I feel this way with him? There's something seriously wrong with me… Thought Hermione, and with that, she attempted to push Draco off. However, he didn't budge.

God! He certainly weighs a lot heavier than he looks…Great…now what? She thought to herself.

"Malfoy!" she yelled into his ear.

That did the trick. He stirred a little and the world back came to focus. He awoke only to find himself on top a very frustrated Hermione.

What the hell? He thought to himself. Why am I on top of Granger? Where are we anyway?

He raised himself up and sat down on the floor beside the petite girl who was starting to get up too and was dusting herself and straightening her robes. A somewhat oppressive silence engulfed them.

"Where are we?" Draco was the one who broke the silence.

"Do I look like I have any idea, Malfoy?" Hermione retorted, feeling somewhat annoyed and lost.

"Well, I sure quite sure that a know-it-all like yourself would have at least some idea…" his smooth voice trailed off.

Silence once again engulfed them, this time it was rather awkward, as they looked around at their surroundings, trying to figure out where in the world were they.

They were in an enclosed room with a few battered desks stacked together at one of the corners. The room reeked of a musty odor and the floor was covered in some algae and moss. Out of the blue, realization hit Hermione.

"Wait a minute…Malfoy…I think I know where we are!…We are still at Hogwarts!" the girl was practically bursting in excitement. "I came across this room in second year when Harry, Ron and I were sneaking around the castle at night!" she added in triumph.

"ok…wait a minute…what were you guys doing in the middle of the night snooping around the castle?" queried the blonde.

"Argh! Who cares anyway? Come on… we better get out of here before Filch catches us" said the bushy hair girl.

With that she stood up and unknowingly grabbed Malfoy by the arm and dragged him out of the abandoned room.

As they walked down the stone steps, they looked around and was greeted by a very peculiar sight. There were many students scattered all around the school as usual, but, however, they did not recognize any one of them. All of the faces around them were all unfamiliar. To make things even weirder than they already were, all of the students were staring at them intently, as if they were some kind of aliens from mars.

"err…Malfoy, do I have something on my face?" questioned a perplexed Hermione.

"no…"

"then why are they looking at me like that?"

"they aren't only looking at you, they're looking at me weirdly too"

Hermione suddenly felt lost, scared and confused, beside her felt Malfoy stiffen.

He must be thinking along the same lines as me. She thought.

"there's something weird going on around here…I've never seen any of these students before, have you?" he asked.

"yeah…me neither…its weird isn't it. This is surely Hogwarts, I'm sure there's no mistake. This corridor we're at…its leading to the Hufflepuff common room…" her voice trailed off uneasily.

Oh my god…what are we gonna do? This is so weird…how come we've never seen these students before. It's as if we were in a different dimension or something…Oh my god…what are we gonna do? God! Help us! Pls let this be some kind of nightmare! She thought to herself desperately.

The wheels in her head were turning at full speed, trying to figure a way out.

"err…Granger, since we're sure we're at Hogwarts, why don't we just try and find Dumbledore. Maybe he could be able to tell us something." Suggested Malfoy.

"Oh yeah! Why didn't I think of it? Yes! We have to go now! Hurry!" she exclaimed in exuberance, hopping in joy as she grabbed Malfoy's arm again. In the light if their current situation, he didn't seem to mind much.

The pair of them raced to Dumbledore's office. Upon reaching it, they realized that didn't know the password.

"err…lemon drop?" tried Hermione.

"bertie botts every flavour beans?" tired Draco too.

"lemon sherbet?"

"cockroach cluster?" With that, the stone gargoyle sprang to life.

Hermione and Draco tore up the stone steps and banged desperately at the wooden door.

"Come in" replied a soft but commanding voice from within the office.

Hermione and Draco flew in through the door.

"Professor, me and Malfoy here fell through a vortex just now and before we knew it, we awoke and found ourselves in another one of the abandoned classrooms. When we walked out of it, everyone was looking at us weirdly and we don't recognize anyone out there!" flustered Hermione, wringing her hands in anxiety.

"now, now, miss granger, I suggest u calm yourself down and have a seat." said the headmaster, gesturing to two overstuffed armchairs by the blazing warm fire.

Without further persuasion, the two of them plunked down gratefully.

"ok, now where were we? Oh yes…you and mr. Malfoy here. I see that the both of you want some kind of explanation for your current situation, am I right?"

They said nothing but nodded their heads in acknowledgement.

"ok, lets see, do you know what year we are in mr. Malfoy?"

Malfoy shook his head full of platinum blonde hair.

"ok, well, mr. Malfoy, ms. Granger, we are actually in year 2015."