2 weeks had passed since that night and Hermione wasn't dealing with all this very well, the potion was wearing off but very slowly and also as it was wearing off he became older. He wasn't 6 anymore, Draco was he was now an 11 year old and apparently very excited to get sorted, McGonagal had gone as far as organizing a fake sorting. Though Hermione was still in charge of him and he was definitely become less of a hand full. The nightmares had subsided almost completely and she was able to get a little bit more sleep than she had been in the first week. She walked downstairs from his room after he had fallen asleep. Harry and Ron had been waiting for her in the prefects common room, she had promised to help them with their herbology essay on talking lillies, that she had, to nobody's surprise, finished.

"Blimey 'Mione! Is it always like this?" Ron questioned.

"Uh, yeah I guess. This is a good night... Now, on with the essays!" she said clapping her hands together and opening Harry's text book.

"'Mione you can't keep on like this, it's not good for you! You're gonna give yourself a fever! You need to talk to McGonagall, I'm sure once you explain all this she'll give you some hel-"

"I don't need help Harry! I'm perfectly capable of looking after Malfoy!" Hermione huffed.

"Yeah and what will happen when he gets to 13 or older! He's going to regain his memories of you and how will you look after him then Hermione!" Ron asked concerned but his words laced with irritation.

"I-I don't know yet, okay!" she looked down at the text book she had placed in her lap. She was in fact dreading the day when he remembered her and everything that had happened. She had grown quite close to the little Draco, she had found out so much about him that she thought of him not as a enemy anymore but as a friend, and she worried that when he became his 18 year old self again, that he wouldn't remember all the things he had told her all the secrets she had been forced to keep by the little blonde haired boy.

'I guess I'll find out soon enough.' she thought to herself.

"Mione? Are you okay?" Harry asked. She must have been silent for a while.

"Uh, yeah, fine... But I think we should get on with this essay, you two really need to stop coming to me last minute!" she smiled and started to 'try' to explain to Ron

Hermione, Harry, Ron, Blaise, Neville and Pansy had been chosen to witness the sorting that led the next morning, no one had refused because it meant that they would get out of Divination.

"'Mione don't you think that a fake sorting is a bit much I mean he's only going to be put back into Slytherin..." Harry said, Ron nodded in agreement, as they walked the head girl to the headmasters office.

"Indeed, I think its a bit over the top but McGonagall said that it would be best and who am I to argue with her judgement." She said calmly. Draco held onto the head girls hand, a habit that they had soon got into when they had to walk together, to hyper to understand anything that they were saying.

"I hope I get into Slytherin! It's where all the best wizards and witches go!" the young boy said eagerly, Harry and Ron rolled their eyes and picked up there pace a little, where as Pansy and Blaise smirked at their friend in agreement, Neville said nothing just continued walking, though Hermione couldn't help but notice his words were laced with sadness. She stopped and motioned Harry, Ron and the others to go on.

"Why did you stop 'Mione?" the white haired boy frowned.

"What's wrong Draco?" she asked, the boy in front of her looked as if he was going to fall over in shock.

"W-what are you talking about, nothing's wrong!" he looked away from the chocolate brown orbs that where filled with concern.

"Now, now, don't lie to me Draco, you know you can tell me, what's wrong?" she said bending down so she was he's height and grabbed his shoulders, he stalled for a second and then looked into her eyes he spoke again

"Um, my dad said that everyone with the Malfoy name has been in Slytherin, but im not sure i want to be in there..." he said sadly. She brought her hand up, she noticed him wince but continued and patted him on the head, he relaxed a little.

"It's okay, you don't have to be there if you don't want to. Did you know that the Sorting Hat was going to put Harry in Slytherin? but Harry told the Hat that he didn't want to be there, so it put him in Gryfindor!" she said to him and his eyes shot up at her in hope.

"Really! Harry was going to be in Slytherin! I want to be in Gryffindor like you 'Mione, like Harry and Ron! Oh and Neville! But I don't want Blaise and Pansy to hate me... aw this is hard..." he said, his mood perking up slightly, he grabbed her hand and continued to catch up with the others. Hermione smiled to herself and walked with him till they reached the others who were standing outside the statue of Dumbledore. Suddenly as if it could sense the presence of Draco and Hermione it began to turn and they all walked up the stairs that had followed the turning statue.

"Ah finally, Children come, sit." Professor McGonagall said, a slight smile on her face. They all sat in the two couches that were around a fire place, a stool sat in the middle of the couches and of course the sorting hat sat perched on top of it.

"Now, Mr. Malfoy would you please?" McGonagall said, picking up the hat and pointing to the stool. Draco stood from his seat and sauntered to the stool, much like he did the first time he was sorted, he sat on the stool and the hat actually hit his head this time.

'Hmm... you're a Malfoy.' The hat spoke and Draco jumped but nodded.

'Though you're not like all the other Malfoys i've sorted, there's something deep, burning like a little flame that need some wood to start it's wild fire!' The hat paused then continued. 'So, my dear boy, where am i going to put you? Intelligent, there's no doubt, worthy of Ravenclaw. Loyal I see, a trait of Hufflepuff I do believe. Cunning and a mighty leader, you would certainly go far in Slytherin.'

"What's taking so long?" Ron said feeling slightly uncomfortable being in the same room as Pansy & Blaise.

"I don't know..." Harry whispered.

'I don't want to be in Slytherin Mr Hat Sir...' Draco thought to the hat, it could see into his mind so he could hear it, wasn't that right?

'Oh, Not Slytherin aye? You're Parents and many Malfoy's before them have been in Slytherin and done excellent! So why not you?' the Hat questioned.

'Uh, i want to be different, I want to prove to Hermione and everyone else that I'm brave and I want to make my mother proud!' he argued.

'Ah, there's that spark, it seems it's set off when you speak of this 'Hermione' person, interesting, very interesting. Very well then, I have just the place for you, a place where you can prove everything you need, the house called,' there was a slight pause, "GRYFINDOR!" The hat yelled out loud. Draco beamed, smiling as if someone had cut his mouth ear to ear, it was quite different from the look on everyone else's face in the room.

"What the f-"

"Mr. Zabini! Don't even think about it!" McGonagall screeched also quite shocked from the replacement of the 'Prince of Slytherin'. "Uhh, well this will only be temporary until the spell wears off but until then he shall be in Gryffindor like the hat says." she said, walking behind her desk and sitting in her chair.

"Did you hear that 'Mione! I'm in the same house as you! That's great, isn't it great! 'Mione, are you okay? Hermione?" the little blond haired boy waved a hand in front of the head girl, she didn't respond, she didn't even blink, as if she was frozen in time, she knew he wanted to be in Gryffindor but to be actually put there! it was crazy! Wasn't it...? Oh this was one for her diary...

AN; You're not suposed to do these are you...? oh well. I don't normaly do them so it's okay i guess n.n i'd really just like to say that i LOVE the fact that you're all still with me even though i can be really slack with the updates, like this for example and my spelling and shiz isn't really the best but you might have noticed, I now have a beta HarryPotterGeneration! :'D she's pretty amazing, she offered when i started writing this and I only just took her up on it, about a chapter ago, so i'd just like to say a MASSIVE Thank you to her, she has some amazing storys, if you're into Harry Potter or Glee, check her out, she truely is brilliant! :D

anyway, Thank you to HarryPotterGeneration, to my friends (who without which i would never of uploaded any of these storys to begin with.) and most of all to you! because your reviews and alerts really make me 10x happier during the day!

It starts to get a little interesting after this chapter and because I'm soooo nice I'm going to let you know that the next chapter you find out the secret to why the map is acting so weird! also intoducing a special guest! :D also cause i'm feeling abnormably genorous, so, I'm going to give you a little sneek peek! XD HERE YOU GO!

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"Holly Grindalows Hermione! You look absolutely ghastly!" a loud familiar voice came from no where. Hermione's head shot up to meet a pair of warm familiar eyes.


"The map's been acting odd lately. We can't seen to figure out why or how." she said simply.

"Odd how?"

"Sometimes it shows no-one, and other times it show four or so people, then sometimes it shows the whole school like normal." she huffed.

"Show me?"
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