A/N: Okay so this is another short chapter. I'm in the habit of this, aren't I? Well, I prefer it this way anyway. When I do the planned rewrite at the end I'll combine them most likely. anyway, I needed another H/D fight, and this time there's a witness! :)

Summary: In 6th year when Hermione discovers that Harry's baseless acusations about Malfoy are more true than she had anticipated, she goes to Dumbledore who stages Draco's death and sends him into hiding. But thats not where her part ends. Dumbledore expects her to tutor him on the 6th year material. Left with more time together alone then ever before, they begin to see things differently, in this, the prelude to their end.

Something to Sleep to at Night

"A banana?"

"A banana."

"In the face? Really?"

"In the face."

"You'd make a good chaser when you're mad."

Hermione and Ginny were sitting in their shared room discussing her latest embarassment (or acheivement as Ginny liked to think of it. Who doesn't like to hit people with a banana?)

"Ginny!" Hermione exclaimed, exasperated, "I shouldn't have done it, no matter how angry I was."

"Yeah, but, its so bloody funny!" Ginny laughed, "Did you get to see the look on his face?"

"No." Hermione said, annoyed, "I was a bit preoccupied with, you know, storming out of the kitchen."

"Aww, no need to be a party pooper, Hermione."

"You've been going on about it for two bleeding days now!"

"Language, Granger."

Both girls jumped as Draco peered into their room though their, unfortunately open, doorway. Needless to say, Hermione wouldn't make THAT mistake again.

"I never took you for the type to use foul language, being a prude and all that." he smirked at her appalled expression.

"I'll use whatever language I like when the situation demands it. Usually, involving you."

She glared at him. He ignored her last comment and continued on a tangent of his own.

"They say you're so much of a prude that one look from you will shrink a mans bollocks to negligible proportions."

Hermione let out an exasperated sound.

"Get out of my room, ferret!"

Draco just smirked, "Relax, Granger. No need to get your knickers in a twist."

"Don't think for one second you had any effect on my knickers!"

Draco looked taken aback at her snappy response for half a second before schooling his features and replying.

"But I'm the 'Slytherin Sex God', don't you know? I effect the knickers of all women within spitting distance."

"Lucky me, I can't spit very far." Hermione said sarcastically.

"Oh but you certainly would love to swap spit with me, wouldn't you?"

"Never in a million years."

"How about dog years?"

"Still longer than your lifetime."

It was when Ginny let out a small 'ahem' behind them did she realize that during the course of the argument Hermione had stood up and Draco had stepped into the room. They were standing, once again, too close to eachother. This was a strange habit they both had, she mused.

"Out." she said simply, pointing to the door.

"As you wish." he said, smirking, and finally stepped out, shutting the door behind him.

Hermione groaned and laid down on her bed.

"Wow." Ginny said, "That was amazing."

"What are you on about, Ginny?" Hermione said, her voice muffled in the pillow.

"You two were positively humming with sexual tension."

Hermione let out an indignant huff, "There is absolutely nothing sexual between he and I."

"That just because you don't understand it yet, Hermione." Ginny said knowingly.

"Of course I understand it." Hermione said, "I understand that its not that."

Ginny tisked, "Hermione, Hermione, one day you two are gonna do this again and there isn't going to be another person in the room and its going to be too much. He's going to have his glorious way with you and you're gonna like it. Don't deny it, Hermione."

Hermione looked at her friend like she way crazy. "Ginny, do you hear yourself? This is me and Draco Malfoy we're talking about. Not only would he sully himself with the likes of me because I'm muggleborn, I would never give my first time to him of all people."

"Oh, he's already realized that you're just a beautiful woman. You can see it in the way he looks at you. He's just a man, Hermione. A very good looking man, too."

"Ginny, you're incorrigible."

"One day, Hermione. One day."

"She's his yellow brick road
Leading him on
And letting him go as far
as she lets him go
Going down to nowhere"

Something to Sleep To, Michelle Branch