I couldn't help but wonder if I was dreaming as I returned back to my dormitory. Did Draco seriously just ask how I was feeling? Did I seriously just tell him? What would Ron, and Harry…..What would Harry think? I lay down, trying to keep my cool so that the other girls wouldn't notice, especially Lavender. She notices that something is up, and it will be all over school. Laying there in bed, listening to the other girls breathing steady out as they all drift off to sleep, I let my mind wander…Draco Malfoy...

"We really should be focusing on what's going on right now, you guys." Harry said at the lunch table while Ron scarfs down some kind of mush in a bowl and I stare off, looking down at the table. Focusing on the grain in the wood as I think about what had happened last night in the library. I wish I could read his mind. "Please do tell us what you are thinking about, did you find anything new out?"

"Huh? No. I'm sorry Harry. I been trying to figure out that new potion for class." I lie, looking up at him for a brief second, and then looking back down.

Later that day, in Defensive Magic, I look at him, Draco. How can someone who acts so….arrogant, have been so kind to me the other night. Suddenly, he looks over in my direction. MERLIN! LOOK DOWN! LOOK DOWN! I feel his eyes glaring on me, seeing straight through me, to Luna on the other side. I look up slowly, checking to see if he's still looking at me. He smirks. That dangerous, subtle smirk.

"What?" I mouth to him, running my hand through my hair, maybe it was sticking up or something. He shakes his head. Ok, fine. If you're going to do nothing but distract me from learning so that your grades are better than mine, then I'm just going to ignore you. Staring straight forward, I get back to listening to what Snapes had to say. Suddenly, my parchment paper started to shake, just enough for me to notice. What the Merlin? I look over at Draco. That smirk again, his wand pointing at me right below his desk. On the parchment paper, writing appears.

"Tonight. I must see you. Can we talk?" Staring at my paper, my mouth drops open. I look up, I look around, at Lavender, who wasn't paying attention, Blaise, Luna, Pansy. None of them are looking.

"Is there a problem Ms. Granger? Or are you planning on eating flies for dinner?"

"No sir, no problem at all." I state quickly, sitting up straight.

"That's what I thought." He answered, quietly, his voice still booming out like a low drum.

Looking back at Draco, who is now in a full smile, I nod. The parchment paper starts to shake. "Fine. Sixth floor boys lavatory. The one with all the mirrors."

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" I mouth to him. The boys lavatory was out of bounds for me, for OBVIOUS reasons. The parchment paper starts to shake. What spell is he using?

"This isn't just anything Granger. It's important. Two o'clock sharp. TONIGHT"

"Fine." I mouth, how in the world am I going to get away with this.

Silently I sneak out of bed, wearing my silk Gryffindor pajamas. If I was going to be seen by Draco in my pajamas, they should at least be a cute pair, and honestly I think red looks fairly good on me.

"Mmmm….Wonnie." Lavender whispers in her sleep. DEAR MERLIN, don't make me sick! Slowly walking out of the bedroom, and down the stairs, I step into the common room. The fireplace still had a flame going, warm and cozy, the tables still have books on them from where others, most likely Neville or someone, were studying. As I walk out, into the hallway, I use my wand as a light, trying not to brighten the place up too much, as to wake the paintings. Walking down the stairs I go directly into the lavatory.

There he is, staring at himself in the mirror. This lavatory is so dark and gloomy looking, and mucky, and covered in mirrors.

"What do you want Malfoy?"

"I figured out a way to Umbridge out of Hogwarts, but I'm going to need your help."