A/N: Hey Hey, I'm writing because I'm bored…I have decided that we will be following Draco around because I think it's high time we did. Anyway how has everyone been?

Disclaimer: Pulling large sack behind her, Manda (your amazing writer) comes to talk to you

Hiya, here with me today I thought I'd bring most of the stuff I own opening the sack so you can look inside see no Harry Potters…just junk…Hey look it's that sandwich I've been looking for…the one that went missing a few weeks ago I wondered where it'd got to…(takes a bite) mmm still good!

Sorry that was bad but meh because I'm writing this like 3 hours after I posted last I'm not answering reviews but I will start doing it again soon.

So here we go FRIDAY (woo hoo nearly a week)

Draco woke up to an empty bed early on Friday morning, so he rolled over and went to get the shower while there was still hot water. That was about the only problem he could find to living with Hermione, was that she always used all the hot water. However, this morning the tables were going to turn when Hermione went to have a shower there wasn't going to be any hot water. Draco knew exactly where Hermione was right now and it only made what he was doing more evil because Hermione was out a run. Running, Draco had noticed, was something she did often but it did explain why she was never around at school when he needed to talk to her about head duties. Draco accually admired Hermione for being able to get up at 6 am to go out for a run, which is something that she did often, or so she had said yesterday.

Draco stood under the showerhead letting the hot water touch whatever parts of his body it could reach. Morning showers were, in Draco's opinion, the best things on the planet. You get into a fight with someone the night before you have a shower in the morning and get rid of any anger or annoyance that maybe left over. Or you might have a terrible case of Mondayitis all you do is have a shower and KA-BOOM it's gone and you can face another day. That morning Draco stayed in the shower until it went cold thinking about the next three weeks and how he wished that he and Hermione could just spend them in bed enjoying the clam that came with it.

That was when he heard it not loudly but loud enough that it was noticeable, a bang that sounded like it came from the kitchen. At first Draco thought it was just Hermione getting something out of a shelf but then he heard it again. Leaving the shower on he made his way down the hall (wearing a towel) leaving a track of water behind him but making sure he didn't make a sound. When he reached the end of the corridor he looked around the corner into the kitchen recognising the flash of long white hair that was being flicked around to be removed from it's owners eyes.

Oh CRAP, what's he doing here this can't be right, he...he doesn't know where I am it's not possible oh my God if Hermione comes back he'll kill her this can't be happening it just can't. Maybe if I just go back into the shower he'll finish what he's doing and leave, oh God just leave please, please leave before she gets home.

Turning his back Draco went to make his way back to the shower once again not making a single sound. But he knew, Draco could tell he knew, he had gone stiff before going back to what he was doing but there was nothing Draco could do he just had to move, to get away, to make sure no harm came to Hermione.

"Draco there's no use walking away you and I both know we're here," came the deep, silky smooth, condescending voice that had come from years of speaking down to other people. That was it, the voice of the man Draco had feared for years, Lucius Malfoy was in his house and planning something.

A/N: Ultra short I know but taking it any further would ruin the cliff hanger and I promise I wont take 3 moths to update after this chappy! I thought it was getting a little bit fluffy so I'm chucking in a twist for good measure, they will still be together for those of you panicking…they'll just have to be more interesting about it!

Love you all

Manda