A/N: I find it a bit odd that people can add me to a list, but can't manage to review it for me. Don't take me wrong, I'm glad someone is reading, but I need to go know what people think to write the future chapters. I would like at least three or four reviews, if possible. The more the better because the more I get the faster I update.

Those who reviewed:

lilygreeneyes- thanks for reviewing and I agree with you that Draco is the blonde sex god. I also know that Secrets has 8 more chapters, but I didn't have time to read them all at one time. Have no fear, for those who review, all chapters shall be read.

Silent-Serpent- I am glad you think it is 'neat.' It's nice to know that someone does.

RaindbowNymph- Well, I'd like to say "thanks for the review" because a review is a review, no matter what it says. Enlighten me, what color eyes does Hermione have? Let's just say that she has blue eyes because that was what I wanted them to look like the day I wrote that chapter. However, it is nice to know that you are an ardent enough HP fan that you now every little detail of the characters.

Chapter 6

Hermione was running. The grass was wet with and the air was filled with a cool mist. The school grounds were quiet in the early morning light and she felt as is she wasn't alone. Suddenly she stopped dead in her tracks. There he was, the perfect man, a Greek god standing naked in the shallows of a crystal river she had never known existed before. The fact that he was nude did not bother her, but the thought that he might be lonely standing there with no one to keep him company. So, naturally, she made her way into the water to meet him.

His eyes were stunning from what she could see through the cascade of hair that fell softly into his eyes. His skin was perfect alabaster without blemish or any kind of mark. She was enamored by the sight of him. Hermione looked down, then immediately blushed and closed her eyes. If someone is standing before you naked then you tend to see more than you had previous to the meeting. She saw a body part that, in normal social circles, would have been considered appalling. A soft hand caressed one of her cheeks before a feather light touch was laid on her lips. She blinked up into his facer that was now alarmingly close to her own.

He smiled at her and her heart skipped a beat. He leaned back down and this time, the kiss was more than small and polite. It had pressure and a slight demand that she return the attention. His hands roamed freely over her sides and she did not argue with him. Hermione was sopping and didn't want to catch cold so naturally she began to take her clothes off to keep them dry for when she needed them. He laid strong hands on her own and did the work on the shirt buttons for her. Each pearly white fastening was unhooked and the gap between the sides of her shirt began to grow. He leaned down to kiss her once more and then………

Hermione sat bolt upright in bed. She was wet; that was odd. Her clothes were soaked as if she had been swimming. Quietly she got out of bed and grabbed a clean pair from her trunk. She wondered over the dream as she climbed back in between the sheets. This was one of a series of dreams she had been having. All of them involved a guy she felt she knew, but just couldn't put her finger on. Although she would never say it if asked, she did like the way the dreams made her feel. Whenever she woke up she felt happy and warm all over as if she had just spent the last several hours in the arms of the one she loved.

Lavender was snoring again. Hermione whacked her with a pillow and Lavender made a snuffling noise and said a few incoherent things before rolling over and becoming silent. Her other roommates seems quite content inside their own minds and private worlds. There was no mistaking what Kelly was dreaming about. She was hugging her pillow for dear life and every now and then she would giggle like she did around the boys. Hermione shook her head and smiled at the odd assortment of dreams in that she shared quarters with.

The sky outside was beautiful and diamond studded. The time in the seasons where it was beginning to be spring but could still be winter made for beautiful weather. In the same week they had been witnesses to snow then three days later the temperature soared up to seventy-five degrees. Hermione lay back down and stared outside her window at the grounds. She wished that she could tell who the boy was, but she always woke up before she could get a really good look. In hopes of finally seeing him, Hermione counted the diamond stars in the sky until she fell asleep. Unfortunately, the rest of the night was spent in an uninterrupted, dreamless sleep

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to post something and this is the only thing that I have up on this site of that was even remotely close to having a completed chapter. There will be more in the next chapter, but if you give me some ideas and opinions then the chapter will get written faster. The faster the chapter gets written, the sooner we can have the reason for this being in this specific rating category. Anyway, hope you liked it.

Much love, Little Wanderer