Chapter 3

A/N Sorry that my update took a little bit, I got the stomach flu, and was busy throwing up, but I'm back now!

Hermione's POV

She was freaking out. What on earth had possessed her to tell Draco stuff like that? Family history aside, all she had to trust him on was his word that he was on her was that about.!? She had never made such a rash decision in her life. And now she was just throwing info on Harry's secret plans around, no big deal! God, she was so mad at herself. What was she supposed to do now? Draco didn't seem to care, and since she just told him what they were going to do, maybe if she just pretended that the conversation never happened it wouldn't matter.

She stepped into the common room and was ambushed by Harry, Ron, and Neville.

"Hey guys" This was weird, they were going to talk about the Horcruxes, but Neville had never been a part of it.

"Hey" Harry answered

"Whats up"

"We thought about the Horcrux thing, and we have a plan."

"Well..." They were just sitting there. You don't say something like that and just stop.

"We need to go find the Horcruxes, but we think that you should stay her."

"Care to tell me why?"

"Well for one, your head girl, two, if we don't make it, we think that you would probably be the next best qualified at beating him." Wow, that's almost exactly what she had said to Draco, "and, it would be less suspicious"

"What does that mean?" The other things made sense, kinda, but that one was odd.

"Think about it," Neville answered this one. "Everyone has always thought it would be you three, out there, taking one the Dark Lord. But me, Harry and Ron, a lot of people might think it was something else. Especially since Harry had the revelation that he was supposed to do something just last night. Everyone thinks he's clueless to the world. If he goes without you, the school might think that he is off doing something stupid." That was a really great point. The boys might not always have good ideas, but this is actually pretty smart, and it might work. At least for a little bit.

"Ok, that's a pretty good idea. But wait a few days, ok? I want to try and make something we can communicate with, like the gallions from fifth year."

"Ok, but don't make them obvious."

"Ok"

"Night"

"Goodnight"

Draco's POV

The next few days were just like the rest. He went to his classes, went to the room to do his homework, then went to the common room. Hermione didn't mention Harry and Ron's plans again, so whatever happened, it clearly wasn't a problem for her anymore. That aside, he was so glad that it was the weekend. Between head boy duties and his classes, he had no time for his friends, aside from Hermione. Now that it was the weekend, he had time to go outside, and hang out with Crabbe and Goyle. He still had some head boy duties, but only for a few hours, in between, though, there were infinite possibilities.

As he entered the great hall on Saturday morning, he looked around and saw a note from his father next to Crabbe and Goyle. The family owl was pecking around the table. He never left until Draco got there. He sat down next to his friends and swatted the owl away. As he nibbled at a piece of toast, he read his father's letter.

Dear Draco,

Your mother and I already miss you deeply. We hope that you are working very hard in school, in preparation for this summer. We expect nothing less than perfect grades from a Malfoy. We hope your first week was filled with success and joy, and we look forward to seeing you over Christmas.

With love, Your Mother and Father

Well, ok then. He didn't really see what he would need to reply for, so he continued to eat his breakfast. His parents would know he got it, the owl never left until the recipient was holding the letter, so it would be fine. After he had finished, him and a bunch of other Slytherin 7th years went outside. It was so nice to finally hang out, not a care in the world...until 3. That was when he had to go to the head room to help out.

After a day hanging out at the lake, and other fun stuff, Draco reluctantly packed his stuff up and headed up to do some real work. He brightened a little when he saw Hermione in there...alone. Even though the boys' detention didn't interfere with them coming up today, they were alone.

As he entered, she looked up, and...smiled. That made his heart leap. She wanted to see him.

"Hey" She said as he entered.

"Hey" He looked around. Her books were already everywhere, "Have you been here all day?"

"No, of course not. I got here about half an hour ago, I was with Harry and Ron before."

"Oh, but you don't really need all that much time on your home work, why get here half an hour early?"

"Actually, I was fifteen minutes early, you were just late." She said that almost teasingly, and it caused him to flush, "and I needed to do some extra research on this side project I'm working on"

He nodded. As he sat down, he glanced over at her and noticed something odd. The book she was pouring over was their 5th year charms book. She had practically memorized all of their books, and she had always really good in charms class. What kind of special project would require going back to the fifth year basics?

He went to ask her, but she just waved her had to him, so whatever it was, it was either really interesting, or really important. Well, so much for her making this interesting. He finished his work in silence, alone. Like he had before Hermione and him had talked. After he was done, he picked up some story on some old wizards, and read that. All the while, Hermione was studying her old Charms book.

A/N: Sorry that this chapter is kinda short, but I think that this is a good place to end. I will try to write faster next time, I promise, but with school opening, not sure how well that will work. Thanks for reading!