Nightmares.

Personal Thoughts.

"Malfloy! Stop Running!" Hermione Granger didn't know why she was chasing after him, nor did she question it, she just let her feet carry her. The sneer that was thrown over the boy's shoulder didn't shock her and didn't stop her from trying to reach out and try to catch up to him. They were currently racing down the stairs of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She heard the muffled sound of her name being called but she didn't turn around. Maybe it was Ron or Ginny or even Harry and they were hurt, but that wasn't what she was focused on right now. She was focused on the hair that was racing through the corridors that she was diligently chasing after. As the boy finally tripped down the last few steps into the entrance to the school Snape was waiting and quickly the sly man's eyes darted between them. "Malfloy!" Her shout echoed through the large room as Draco's grey eye's narrowed and contemplation clouded his features.

"Hurry up Draco! Your mother is waiting!" Hermione had stopped by now but she was ready to dart at any moment. Draco finally made his decision and bolted of the ever changing stairs. Hermione raced after him and was hit with Expelliarmus. Her wand flew out of her hand and she was disarmed for a moment as another curse hit her in the leg leaving behind a large bleeding gash, but Hermione persevered racing up the stairs toward where Draco had disappeared. With no wand she was defenseless, but she was also a very determined witch. Pressing on she bounded up the stairs having to wait every once in a while as the moving stairs switched positions. As Draco retreated to the Astronomy tower Hermione tripped up a couple of stairs and finally caught her foot on the top stair falling on her hands and knees. She quickly dusted herself off and kept going.

Hermione Granger would have chased him forever, but fortunately for her he had halted at the top of the tower. He was currently looking around with a mad look in his eyes. The green glow from the dark mark cast a shadow on his face. There were deep black circles beneath his eyes and a gash ran the length of his cheekbone. Blood and packed dirt coated his muggle jeans and the dark mark twitched on his right forearm. Hermione cringed. She was a smart witch, but when it came to social graces she wasn't that well off. Taking a hesitant step up onto the roof with him she pushed the wooden door closed behind her and latched it. Moving farther onto the roof she stayed in the shadows. She felt like she was intruding and that she shouldn't be interrupting a sleeping animal. Watching him she could see the hint of a tear glisten on his cheek, but a sneer quickly removed any hint of sympathy she had and suddenly she was scared of him and what he might do to her.

Backing up as he took steps toward her she definitely saw the tears he had been trying to hide. Looking at him he looked broken, and knew that he couldn't be blamed for his actions. Taking a deep breath she swallowed a dry swallow and her throat suddenly burned. Opening her mouth to speak his wand was suddenly pressed to her throat beneath her jaw bone and it made her tilt her head back to get away from the pressure.

"Why did you follow me Granger?" The question ended in a rough hiss as one of his hands clutched at his side. Hermione scrutinized him and realized that it was likely he had a broken rib. Taking a fearful step forward she let her hand clutch at her robes. The wind blew through their hair ruffling hers and causing it to fly about her face.

"I can fix that…" she whispered delicately letting the statement hang in the air between them.

"Shove off Granger! Let me be! Go help Potter and Weasel!" Hermione cringed as he shouted at her. The echoes of the war raging below them were resonant as they stared at each other in the darkness. Both of their eyes burned and glowed with emotions as they stared at each other.

"I don't want to." She mumbled. Draco ignored her as he leaned against the rough stone at the edge of the tower. He was looking longingly at the ground below and she knew what he was planning on doing. The turmoil in his eyes said enough. Taking a step forward as he eased himself onto the ledge he laughed maliciously as more tears pooled in his eyes and threatened to spill over. Hermione reached for him, but he was already creeping toward the edge. Then just like that, as if in slow motion she watched him fall to his death. The only thing she could do was scream and as the guttural noise ripped from her throat tears dripped onto the grey stone tainting it as she flung herself onto the side and looked down into the blackness.

Jerking upright a cold sweat had formed on Hermione's brow. Her breathing was heavy as she threw the covers off her legs and pulled her knees to her chest. Clutching them she leaned her forehead onto her knees and hoped and prayed she hadn't been screaming again. She had been having that nightmare almost every night. She didn't know why. She just knew she was having it. Of course what had actually happened that night hadn't been anywhere near as close. Draco had run off with Snape and she had no idea where he was at now. She heard a knock at her door and knew it was probably one of the Weasley's coming to check that she was okay.

After the war she had moved in with Molly and Arthur and their hundreds of children, while Ron worked as a professor at Hogwarts alongside Harry who was DADA professor. She, however, was alone as always. Ginny and Harry were married. Ron had found Lavender Brown, and she was sleeping on someone elses couch while working as a healer at St. Mungo's. You would have thought her life would have actually went somewhere, considering she was one of the smartest witch's of her age. Yeah, she got that a lot.

Getting up hesitantly she ran a hand through her tangled wavy hair. Flipping on a small desk lamp on the way there she opened the door and didn't find anyone. With a sigh she figured she was just going crazy from all the late shifts. She was only nineteen, she really didn't need all this stress. Taking a drink of water she made to climb back in the bed and was about to turn the light off when she heard the knocking again. Getting up the knocking became more frantic and she moved carefully toward the window he wand outstretched. Pushing the curtains aside she saw none other than Draco Malfloy suspended on a broom in front of her window. Gasping she put a hand over her mouth and quickly straightened her tank top before opening the glass window.

"Bloody Hell Granger took you long enough!"

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I was just searching for a fairy. I'm here to see you now move so I can come in." Pushing her aside he put a foot out to climb in the window. "Little help here!" Reaching out a hand Hermione helped drag him and his broom in. As he dusted himself off she narrowed his eyes at him. "Stop staring!"

"Good to see you're still as nice as ever." She muttered pulling her hair into a bun. She noticed him looking at her and she cringed, considering she just had a dream about his death she was kind of shocked to see him. "What do you want?" she repeated. "You just show up after two years, looking older and more knowledgeable and you come and climb in my window like it's no big effin deal." She hissed backing away from him as he came toward her.

It was true they had had a thing, but they had been young and reckless. He hadn't cared for her anyways. He had run away leaving her behind to cry and have dreams about his death and about him never loving her. "You don't understand Hermione!" He whispered as he moved closer.

"I don't understand?" She hissed. "I of all people understand! You left me Draco! You left me pining after you hoping each and every night that you would come back! I lost everything! I lost my best friends, my innocence, the place I once thought so safe, my parent's, and your love! I think I understand!" She hissed in a rough tone careful not to yell and wake anyone up. "I have been stuck in this house by myself, while you were god knows where! I was lost and broken and you never came back and now I have nightmares about you and I have to see your face everytime I close my eyes! I'm trapped and suffocating, but I don't' understand!" She spat. The tears were freely spilling over her eyelids and dropping down her chin.

"I understand if you don't want me anymore 'mione." The whisper was delicately as it was held suspended between them. Hermione's shoulders sunk from their angry position.

"Of course I still want you. I've always wanted you." Falling into his arms she kissed him on the lips and they held each other as if they were never going to let go again, and they probably wouldn't. They had already lost each other once. Holding onto each other for dear life Hermione reluctantly let go for a moment turning the light off.

Hermione woke up screaming again at some point during the night, but instead of rocking herself to sleep she cried in Draco's arms while he ran a soothing hand through her hair. After confessing her dream she could hear him whispering soothing nothings, but that didn't stop her from feeling the tears dripping on her cheeks. She finally fell back asleep and slept somewhat restlessly, but not dreaming anymore.

"Oi! What the bloody hell is Malfloy doing in bed with Hermione?" The shout echoed through the Burrow as Ron covered his eyes and peered through his fingers. Running was heard as Harry poked a head into the room. Running a hand through messy black hair Harry looked confused as he scrunched his nose.

"Well… uh…" He was at a loss for words. The two were a tangle of limbs in the bed. Hermione was laying on top of Draco's chest his hand on the small of her back where he had hiked up her tank top. And the blankets were mixed in the pile also. Finally the two were back together, and hopefully the nightmares would go away. Though now she might have nightmares of Harry and Ron killing her.

A/N: So sorry if I pissed you off in the beginning with the dream. I was really gonna make that happen, but then I changed my mind. So you got lucky haha. Anyways leave a review I would love to hear what you think!