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Maybe the house elves had the day off, or maybe Malfoy was getting tired of me, because no food came at the usual time. Last time no food came it was right before Malfoy rescued me. Rescued. That's what I was calling it now even though I didn't know if that's what it was.

I wasn't hungry anyway, so I started another book and read until Malfoy came to get me for dinner.

"You didn't get anything for lunch, did you?" There was something strange in his voice.

I shook my head no.

"Why didn't you come get me?"

"You told me not to leave the room. Besides I don't really get hungry after the last couple weeks," I murmured and looked across the table at him.

He visibly flinched. It was probably just a shudder, at least that's what I told myself.

"Where were the house elves earlier?" I asked.

He sighed again, "After second year we had a little rebellion and now they get one morning off every week."

I smiled, remember Dobby and how he had almost killed Harry. Turns out it took a dragon to do that. I realized that I was starting to become numb to the pain of their deaths, at least when I was awake. But when I slept I was haunted by nightmares.

All day I had tried not to give in to the exhaustion from my sleepless night.

I desperately needed sleep. Funny because I was use to staying up late studying.

"Tired Granger?" Malfoy mocked.

I looked up at his sneer and tried to say something but I couldn't think of anything.

"Okay, let's go."

He pushed his plate away and followed me up the stairs.

"You smell like a fireplace," he said, disgusted.

"It's where I sit all day," I snapped back.

"Stay."

"I'm not a dog," I called after him, but waited in the hallway.

He returned a few seconds later with a bundle of clothes.

"You probably don't want to wear one of my mom's dresses so you can keep wearing my stuff."

That was considerate of him. I took the clothes, and figured he wanted me to take a shower so I went in to the bathroom.

"And don't use my soap! There's other stuff in there!"

He was a little too possessive about his hair products and for a moment I was tempted to dump them down the drain. Then I remembered what position I was in and thought better of it.

I showered quickly and changed. When I exited the bathroom he was still standing outside the door, tapping his foot.

"You talk in the shower," he said.

I looked up at him and he gazed back down at me raising his eyebrows, daring me to question his statement.

"I didn't know. Sorry," I answered and tried to push past him.

He grabbed my arms and held them at my sides. His fingers dug into the bruises and I pulled back.

"You said something about dumping my 'hair products' out?" Malfoy asked, a small bite in his words.

"Well I didn't okay!" I hissed.

He studied my face to see if I was lying, and seemed to come to the conclusion that I was not. I went back to Malfoy's room, and he followed me closely. I curled into a ball in the corner like I had the last three nights and he left to shower, presumably.

Tomorrow would be my fourth day with Malfoy, upstairs, out of the dungeon I realized.

Tomorrow and whatever came with it. Whatever mood Malfoy was in.

Would he be the gentle boy who brought me outside, and seemed genuinely concerned that I hadn't eaten lunch, or the boy with the harsh grating words? The boy who yelled at me and mocked me for my nightmares, or that gently stroked my face and cried? The death eater or the boy without any choices? I didn't know. I didn't know what to think of Malfoy anymore.

He acted so cold, but in mere moments became so concerned. Maybe Harry, Ron and I had been wrong about him. Maybe he didn't want to do this anymore, and possibly he never had.

Was he good all this time? He hadn't actually killed Dumbledore, Snape did that. But he had scarred my face, permanently, and left bruises all over my body. I didn't know what to make of him anymore. I was doubting myself now, and if I couldn't trust myself who could I trust?

"Don't hurt yourself, Granger," Malfoy drawled as he walked into his room.

I looked over at him and immediately rolled so I was facing the corner. He had nothing but a towel wrapped loosely around his waist and his blond hair stuck in all directions.

"Put some clothes on... please," I begged, keeping my eyes trained on the wall.

"If you insist," he answered and I heard the door to his walk in closet shut.

Relieved, I snuggled deeper into the corner. Thunder rumbled outside and I shivered slightly. It was cold against the wall. Then I faded into sleep.

"I killed them Granger. I watched Weasley's blood soak into the ground as he died. I watched Potter convulsing on the ground, begging to see his Ginny just one last time," Malfoy smirked.

I stood up and ran at him, stumbling over my feet and falling to the ground.

"And now you are going to go the same way as them. Only I'll make your death slower... and more painful. I want to enjoy it," he savored the words.

He took a step towards me and I scrambled back.

"You killed them!"

Another step closer.

"NO!"

My breaths came in short ragged gasps when I woke.

"Granger! Shut the hell up! I would like to sleep, unlike you apparently." Malfoy yelled tossing in his bed.

I bit my lip to stop an onslaught of tears. The cruel boy was back.

"Fine!" I bit out and grabbed the pillow and blanket I was using.

I threw them at his head and stormed out of the room as best I could.

"Granger!" His voice had traces of something like regret but I ignored it.

I flopped onto the couch in front of the fire. His feet started down the stairs then stopped and went back up. I tear traced it's way down my cheek and I choked out a strangled sob.

They're dead. Malfoy is still Malfoy. And I am still alone. I will always be alone.

The tears came strong and fast and I sobbed harder into the arm of the couch as I cried myself back to sleep.

"RON! HARRY!" I screamed.

Hands were shaking my shoulders

"Granger! It's a dream for gods sake! Just a dream!"

Malfoy's familiar voice cut through the nightmare and I snapped awake. He was standing over me, uncomfortably close, his fingers digging into my shoulders.

"Let go. You're hurting me!" I cried as I tried to shake him off.

As soon as the words were out of my mouth he let go of me. My rich brown eyes met his icy gray ones. We froze and I felt like I was seeing into his soul.

Something was hiding behind the layer of ice. Maybe a bit of regret, a lot of sadness, and anger. His gaze stayed locked on mine until I looked away. Possibly, just maybe, he wasn't as bad as I thought.

"Come with me," he ordered.

I climbed off of the couch, shakily, and trailed after him. He led me through a hallway, we took a right into a room that led into another room then another hallway. A left turn, down a flight of stairs. Right turn down more stairs. More stairs. I recognized the door immediately, it was the one that led into the dungeon.

I shook my head, "I am not going back down there! Malfoy... please!"

He placed his hands on my shoulders and looked me straight in the eye. I started shaking.

"Calm down, you aren't going back down there! I'm trying to show you something and we just have to walk past that door," he explained.

I felt another tear sliding down my cheek as the panic slowly subsided.

"Please don't do that Granger," he whispered.

Another tear.

Malfoy pulled me into his arms, gently. I would take any type of comfort right now. Any type of human touch, for the first time in almost a month. I buried my face in his chest and he held me closer.

He stepped back suddenly and anger flared in his eyes.

"Sorry," I murmured.

He shook off the moment and led me into a new room where murmured a few incantations and a pensieve emerged from the wall.

"What-" I started and he shushed me.

Delicately he pulled a memory from his temple and placed it in the pensieve.

"Go on, watch," he said. And I put my face into the bowl.

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