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Trapped

Hermione hadn't talk to Draco since he had woken her two weeks ago. She hadn't talked anyone actually. Her grades remained perfect as always but she never participated in class. She barely ate or sleep. It was obvious as she sat at the back of her Defense Against the Dark Arts class. It was their last class of the day, of the term before they returned home for Christmas tomorrow.

Ms La'Brooy watched her class chat amiably between themselves. She hadn't set any class work. Her eyes wander over the students, picking up feelings of happiness and excitement for the upcoming holiday. Monique's eyes fell on a platinum blonde head. All she could feel from this young man was dread and worry. She tapped into his thoughts. One word or name you could say immediately grabbed her attention. She pulled out. She turned slowly to the petite young girl in the corner of her classroom. She was staring blankly into space. She looked terrible. Worse than she had ever seen her. Monique walked closer, she gasped as her senses where overwhelmed with sadness and regret. She urged her body to control itself. The feelings dimmed but didn't fade completely.

"Miss Granger?" she asked softly. She heard Draco turn slightly in his seat. Hermione looked at her and smiled weakly.

"Yes Ms La'Brooy?" she said hoarsely as if she hadn't opened her mouth to speak in awhile.

"How are you feeling today young one?" Monique's eyes filled with concern.

"I am fine. Thank you for asking." She smiled feebly at her teacher. Professor La'Brooy wouldn't have been fooled even if she couldn't read her emotions. She stepped closer.

"If you say so, I do suggest though you see Madame Pomfrey. I hear she works miracles."

"I'll try." Hermione said before looking away. Monique sighed.

Draco walked back from the Great Hall after dinner, hands in pockets and head down. He dragged his feet, reluctant to face depressed Hermione. He just missed the old her and he couldn't help but pity her as he heard her sob in the night when she thought he was asleep. He would never admit to himself that he actually was falling for the young innocent girl inside this depressed creature that called herself Hermione Granger.

Draco also didn't want to get to his bed tonight because he knew once he was asleep he would wake to go home. Something he didn't want to do. He whispered to password to the portrait and it swung open for him.

Draco let his eyes search the common room. No Hermione. He sighed relieved before dropping onto the couch. The dieing fire barely lighting the room, its soft illumination causing an eerie feel to the room. Making his pale skin seem blue. He pulled off his robes leaving him in a white button up shirt, black trousers and his legendry Slytherin tie. Draco pulled his legs onto the couch and rested his head on the armrest, his eyes closing instantly from exhaustion.

Hermione crept down the stone cold stairs towards massive fridge. It was pitch black in the common room. She wasn't worried. Hermione had developed night vision during the summer and she also knew the Heads common room like the back of her hand.

She thought long and hard about what she wanted for a midnight snack. Hermione pulled the door open to reveal a tub of cookies and cream ice cream. She reached carefully in a pulled it out, she turned to head up the stairs but she stopped. The light from the fridge created a beam that fell on Draco asleep on the couch. Hermione breathed hitched in her voice. He stirred slightly, breaking Hermione of her trance. She turned to close the fridge gently but she was too late it was two seconds away from slamming. The door smack loudly as it closed. Hermione prayed he sleep through.

"Who's there?" A groggy voice said through the darkness. Hermione remained silent, willing her legs to move but they remained rooted to the floor. "Lumos," he said softly. Damn he was going to catch her. He spun around pointing his wand directly at her.

"Hermione?" he said surprised. She couldn't see his face but she was sure he was smiling. Damn she was caught.

"Hermione?" he said. Draco smiled to himself. Hermione eyes were wide like a doe caught in headlights. He looked over her, she was wearing flannel nightshirt and pants. She was holding what looked like ice cream in her hands, the condensation running through her fingers and onto the floor, creating a small pool near her socked feet.

"Would you like to share my ice cream?" she asked softly. Surprising him once again.

"Sure." He turned the light away and pointed it at the table. He muttered a spell and a small lantern appeared lighting the room. Draco sat down on the couch and shuffled over creating room for Hermoine. She sat next to him making sure not to touch him. She handed him a spoon as she removed the lid of the ice cream. "You where going to eat this all by yourself?"

"Yes." Hermione answered digging her spoon into the solid sugary heaven.

"Do you realise we are going to double dip." Draco said pushing his spoon in.

"Yes. I don't think it really matters, we have already shared spit." Draco smiled spite of himself. Hermione had just spoken a sentence to him.

"I wouldn't mind swapping spit with you again." He stated, testing the waters. His reply was a hard punch on the arm. "Ouch! It was only a joke."

"I'm not in the joking mood." She replied coldly. A silence fell over the room, the two eating the ice cream slowly.

"Is this the first thing you have eaten today?" Draco inquired after a moment.

"No."

"What did you eat?"

"I had a banana for breakfast."

"You should eat better."

"When I want your advice Draco, I'll ask." She snapped. Draco smiled, least he was getting some reaction out of her and he was still Draco not Malfoy.

"Please do, you need all the advice you can get." He softly said causing another punch in the arm, less severe this time.

"Merlin, you are frustrating." He laughed heartily.

"And your not?"

"Shut up."

"Make me." He said teasingly. She rolled her eyes.

"In your dreams." Draco gasped.

"Stalker." He said in mock seriousness, edging away from her. Hermione rolled her eyes and gulped down a laugh forming in her throat. She spooned more ice creamed into her mouth. Draco took a scoop too. The grandfather clocked chimed three times, loudly into the room. Hermione sighed.

"I guess I better be off to bed. Have to be up to catch the train. Night." She said standing.

"Yer sounds like a good idea." Draco replied flicking his wand causing the lantern and empty ice cream container to vanish, leaving them in the dark.

"Nice one." Hermione said walking towards the stairs. Draco close on her heals. They climbed the stairs quietly together. Hermione opened her door and stream of light erupted into the staircase. She hesitated. "I'm sorry." Hermione said still facing the door, before pushing it open more. Draco reached out for one of her shoulders, turning her to face him.

"Why?" he said concern filling his eyes.

"I can't tell you." She whispered. He nodded and pulled her into his arms. She moulded with him so perfectly. Draco kissed her forehead affectionately. Hermione looked up at him surprised. He leant his head down and grazed his lips against hers, before pulling away. Her arm snaked up from his back, along his neck to grasp a handful of his soft blonde hair. Hermione pulled him towards her, smothering him with a heart-breaking kiss. Draco felt her hand release and it slid over his shoulder to be placed on his chest like her other hand. She pushed him forcefully before stepping backwards and closing her door on his stunned face. She walked shakily to her bed and the moment her head hit the pillow she was asleep.

Draco sat on his bed, his desk was practically bare, his drawers nearly too. His trunk was in front of him and his broom leant on it. He sighed unhappily and charmed his belongings to float behind him. Taking one last glance at his room, he walked down the stairs.

He sat on the couch, waiting for Hermione. They needed to talk. Draco had last night's events flooding through his head. He couldn't go without her explaining something to him.

"Draco?" her startled voice came from behind him. He turned to look over his shoulder, Hermoine stood at the bottom of the stairs, her trunk bobbing up and down behind her.

"Sit." He said turning back around. She walked towards him and then straight past him. She reached for the door. "I said sit!" using his voice that said he wasn't to be messed with. Hermione retracted her hand and spun around, glaring at him.

"Are you blind?" she asked rhetorically "I am not going to sit and your not going to boss me around like that either. You aren't my keeper." She said striding towards him. "And if you are going to ask me about last night, then forget it. I don't have to explain my actions to you." She stood in front of him livid. Draco smirked.

"Do know you look really hot when you're angry?" He said plainly. Hermione's hand swung for his face but he caught her wrist and pulled her onto his lap. She struggled only increasing his grip on her.

"Stop fidgeting, I'm not going to let you go." Draco snapped. Hermione froze in his arms. "Now before we even leave this room or this castle or get on that fucking train home, you are going to explain to me why you kissed me last night?" Hermione stayed silent. "Well I guess since you aren't going to tell me willing, I might just go up to Potter and Weasel and tell them about our little night kisses."

"You wouldn't?" Hermione shrieked. Draco just raised his eyebrows. "Fine I tell you, if you let me go." She gave him her most innocent face and her prettiest smile. Draco caved at let her go. Hermione was up in a flash and sprinted towards the door, she reached the door and yanked the handle. It wouldn't budge. She turned around, frightened. Draco stood behind her menacingly but immediately backed off seeing she was scared.

"I want hurt you. You know that." he said softly

"Then why did you lock the door?" Fear etched in her voice. Draco looked at her confused. He strode past her and wrenched the door handle. It wouldn't budge.

"I didn't lock it."

"Well I guess we are trapped."

A/N: We are getting near the end now everybody…so more reviews or you'll never know how it ends…mohahaha…oopsie out xox