I was hopping to get this posted on Friday but it didnt work out as i planed. But here it is now! Enjoy!

Hermione jumped up from her seat when she heard the door handle move. Then and there she made up her mind; she was going to run for it, no matter what.

She readied herself. The moment the door opened she bolted for it. Her eyes closed tight. She was afraid of running into the wall but trusted herself that it wasn't going to happen.

Whoever opened the door got rammed, hard. Hermione had picked up so much speed they both fell to the ground. Quickly with her eyes still somewhat closed she got up and ran. Stopping for nothing. She noticed several things about this house. 1 it was much larger than she first thought, 2 every hall was lit by torches, it wasn't just the room she was in, and 3 there was close to no one else here. If she was being held captive then of course they wouldn't want anyone to recognize her. She has been well known by others since the fall of Voldemort.

She finally came to a grand stair case. Examining the room in which it was in. It was to the main entrance. 'There was my ticket out of here. Only a couple yard away.' She felt her hope beginning to rise. Nothing was going to stop her from escaping now. Hermione ran down the stairs, taking two at a time. Although she almost fell a couple of times while doing so.

She was about to reach for the door when someone grabbed her arms from behind and pulled her back. Her hope disappeared.

She began to struggle in their grasp. She only wanted to go home. To be somewhere she was familiar with. ''Let Me Go!'' She yelled. Fear was evident in her words.

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It was a good thing he knew his way around his own home, but Granger had no clue where she was heading. Hell he didn't either. She wasn't familiar with the layout of the house.

After she had rammed him over and she fell on top of him for a moment she took off down the hall. Draco had been stunned by her actions but recovered quickly when he noticed she was running. He wanted an answer as to why she was in his house, how had she gotten in to begin with?

When he caught up to her she had stopped running. She was by the stair case and looking at the door. Suddenly she took off down the steps taking two at a time, tripping every couple of steps. 'Taking two at a time can do that.' He had thought.

It was rather cold outside this morning and she was going to try to go outside? That in its self didn't make any since to him. She was hardly wearing anything as it was. A tang top and some shorts weren't much protection for the cold.

Quickly following behind her caught up, and grabbed her just as she was about to reach for the door. When he did he felt just how cold her skin was, unlike the night before where she had been warm. Hermione stood struggling in his grasp before yelling to 'let her go.'

Draco was taken aback by this. Surly she knew where she was? After all she looked like she did the night before. Did she not remember anything about being in his house the night before?

Without much thinking he spun her round so she was facing him. His hands on her shoulders. ''Granger, What are you doing?'' He asked/yelled at her. Whatever it was that he had said had stopped her struggling. She looked up at him with her brown eyes. ''Malfoy!'' She yelled in his face. Somewhat in shook by the look on her face.

So heres chapter 3 what do you think? Leave a review! I would love to hear what you have to say!