Hermione lay on her back, staring up at the stars. She felt at peace, but her mind was working a million miles a minute. If her powers were the norm, wizards wouldn't dismiss them so easily. On the other hand, Draco's were hardly worth mentioning and wouldn't be valued by Voldemort. As far as she could tell, all he had gained was being followed by the moon. Hermione heard movement behind her and glanced up. She couldn't see anything, but she felt waves of nervousness washing towards her.

"Who's there?"

Hermione sighed, and stood up. She closed her eyes for a second, focusing, reaching out with her mind.

"What Malfoy?"

"Thought about what I said any?"

"Yeah."

"And?"

"And what?"

Malfoy moved out of the shadows, and towards her. He looked worried. She watched him move. If he wasn't such a prat, she might like him.

"Ok don't freak out at me, because I know you love Dumbledore with the fiery passion of a thousand suns."

Hermione let out a laugh. Malfoy looked pleased with himself. Hermione motioned for him to continue.

"I'm not sure Dumbledore has the most honest intentions. Your powers are not like anything else which I am sure you both realize."

Hermione nodded, but didn't say anything. Malfoy ran his hand through his hair.

"Your powers could easily compete with Voldemort's. I think Dumbledore means to do exactly that."

"What's wrong with me helping defeat Voldemort?"

"Well, based on everything I have read, and what I know about the Dark Lord it will stretch you thin…"

When Hermione didn't say anything, but just shrugged. Malfoy threw his hands up.

"It will kill you and Dumbledore knows this."

"Why do you care?'

Hermione looked suspiciously at him. He didn't care whether she lived or died. He never had before. She turned away from him, and looked out over the grounds. The wind blew her hair away from her face.

"Why? I don't know."

Hermione turned back to face him.

"Liar."

She could have sworn his face turned paler.

"I'm not lying, Granger."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him. She gazed out towards the lake. She felt waves of anger rolling off of Malfoy. She tried her best to block. She could just make out Harry and Ginny walking around the lake. They looked so cute together. The moonlight reflected of the water but a cloud moved in front of it and she lost sight of them. She sighed and took a step back bumping in to Malfoy, knocking them both down.

"Ow!"

She landed on top of Malfoy, his hands gripped in sides in a desperate attempt not to fall. They lay there for a minute before Hermione tried to get up. Malfoy's hands didn't release her.

"Uh…Malfoy?"

She looked at his face. His eyes were glowing, lighting up his face, where a grin was forming.

"You're so beautiful Granger."

"Are you ok Malfoy?"

He leaned up towards her, and pressed his lips to hers. They felt like ice. He let his head fall back down, but he didn't let go of Hermione. She stared at him, unsure of what had happened; just then the moon came back out from behind the clouds, breaking the trance. Malfoy let go of her and she stood up, offering him her hand. He ignored it and stood up on his own.

"So I was thinking we should go to the library, and look into my powers more and see if yours are mentioned anywhere."

Hermione nodded her head in agreement.

Hermione had been trying her best to concentrate, but all she could think about was Malfoy kissing her. It had been so random, and he had been doing his best to pretend it hadn't happened. Every once and a while she would catch him touching his lips and asking "Why?" It was almost like he was just as confounded by it as she was. Hermione shook her head, and turned her attention back to the book. They needed to find whatever they were looking for soon. She wanted to get in a few hours of sleep before the first day of classes. Malfoy called to her from the next row.

"Granger, come here I found something."

Hermione came around the corner but rolled her eyes when she saw the book Malfoy was reading.

"Nothing that has to do with me will be in the "Ancient Families of the Magical Community", Malfoy. Unless you have forgotten, I'm muggleborn."

He sneered at her.

"I remember that, but actually it does have to do with you."

Hermione leaned down to read the passage. It was about the Goldwin Family.

Goldwin

While this is family is not born blood related, at the age of seventeen they begin to transform. The changes are usually contributed to something else. The family traits include straight black hair, midnight blue eyes, and pale skin. All its members are born to muggles. Most pureblood families look down upon this family, however, these feelings are kept to themselves due to the power of this family. The modern world considers the Goldwins a pureblood family due to the results of several blood tests. For a history of this family see "Goldwin" by Gilda Goldwin.

"Um…Malfoy are you saying I'm part of this family?"

"Yeah."

"Why wouldn't Dumbledore just tell me that?"

"I looked at that book they mention. Apparently it's a dark family, completely evil. Worships Satan and stuff. Something else…"

Hermione looked up at Draco's tone.

"What?"