I didn't get much sleep that night. I just kept replaying the scene in the corridor with him over and over again, each time grinning like a giddy fan girl every time I thought about the kiss on my cheek. I could still feel it there and it gave me a sense of hope. I kept giggling and falling deeper into my covers until sleep finally caught up with and devoured me at around 3am.

I grudgingly open my eyes for them to be greeted by the friendly sun of a Saturday morning. I cast a sleepy glance towards my clock - 11:05 am. In less than 11 hours I would sneak out to meet Draco in the Room of Requirement. I lifted myself up in bed to find that everyone else was up and dressed.

Now that I was alone again I could really think. What did Draco mean when he would tell me everything? What exactly is he going to tell me? I was of course quite excited because I'd finally be getting answers but at the same time I couldn't help feeling an air of fear. Casting these thoughts aside I got up and headed to the bathroom for a wash and change.

After showering a changed into a comfortable outfit consisting of a loose fitting plum coloured top, jeans and black converse. I dried my hair with a simple charm and applied a light and natural covering of makeup. Content with how I looked I left the dormitory for the Great Hall for a spot of breakfast. My stomach grumbled in agreement.

Entering the impressive hall I was greeted by the usual chatter and smells that a Saturday brought. I spotted Ginny, Harry and Ron and headed towards them, taking a seat and loading a hearty amount of food onto my plate.

"Bloody hell Hermione, you hungry or something?" Ron joked just as I tossed the third sausage onto the gold plate.

"Just a tad," I smirked. "Anything interesting in the paper this morning?" I asked Harry.

"Nah, just the usual nonsense," he smiled at me. At that I turned to Ginny and talked about usual 'girly' things. Everything felt normal, it felt right. It made me feel good but also unnerved me slightly. The calm before the storm, isn't that how the saying goes?

The day passed quickly and before I knew it I was back in the common room, sitting comfortably in front of the roaring fire with a book in my lap. Ron was away in the corner chatting and laughing with Seamus and Harry and Ginny were off together, 'somewhere'. Hm.

The clock above the fire struck 10 and that was my cue. I placed my book down and slipped out common room silently, surprised no one noticed me, especially Ron. Mind you, a lot does get past him. Bless.

For 5 silent minutes I stalked the corridors of the great castle until I reached the bare wall that would allow me entrance. I closed my eyes and thought hard. The sound of the grand oak door pushing through the stone made me bounce back an inch. I looked around me once it was fully there and breathed out. No one had heard. Right, this was it. The moment of many truths.

I pushed against the ancient wood with all my might to reveal and empty, derelict room. Nothing but broken glass and moonlight graced the bare walls and floor, the only furniture being a worn out sofa in the middle of the room. It was cold and I had to stifle back a shiver. I looked ahead and could make out Draco's slender silhouette in the centre of the room. I spoke first.

"Hi," I barely squeaked. I sounded ridiculous. I'm Hermione Granger; strong, intelligent and brave Gryffindor. Yet, why did I now feel no more than a terrified little girl in the presence of this Slytherin prince.

"You came," he spoke in a monotone voice.

"Of course I came," I spoke, this time a bit more audible. He turned to face me and it took all I had to hold back a gasp. In the moonlight he looked perfect. The rays highlighted all of his best features up against his fine black suit. Oh jeez.

He smirked and sat himself down on the sofa, waving a gentle hand for me to take a seat beside him. I did and turned to face him, bringing my knees up to my chest and getting comfortable.

"I promised you I would tell you everything and I'm going to. Right here, right now. But you may not like it, in fact, I know you won't," he took a deep breath and I could have sworn I saw tears pricking at his eyes. I wanted more than anything to reach out and hug him, comfort him, but I didn't. I stayed put and watched him.

"At the start of this year, the Dark Lord himself came to me with a task. A task I couldn't turn down. That task is to kill," he stopped and turned his head away slightly. I moved forward lightly, causing him to look back at me.

"Kill who?" I whispered softly.

"Dumbledore," he stated. Tears that were once threatening now spilled over and my heart ached. I couldn't hold myself any longer and moved to hold him, cradling his head in my arms, his tears soaking through my sleeves. My best friend was breaking down right in front of my eyes and I felt so helpless. I rubbed my hand over his hair soothingly.

"Draco, you don't need to do it, you don't have to," I obviously said something wrong because he jerked his head suddenly and looked up at me.

"Yes I do! I have to do it, I have to kill him. Or he's going to kill me," he sobbed, pressing his eyes into his palms. I moved down onto my knees in front of him and pulled his hands from his face, holding them in my own, forcing him to look at me.

"Do you hate me?" he choked.

"No," I said soothingly, cracking a small, warm smile. This seemed to do the trick, because he returned it and his tears subsided.

"To be honest Mione, that was the one thing I was most worried about. If you hated me or not, especially after the way I treated you," he looked down and sniffed.

"I could never hate you Draco, we've been through too much, you and me," I whispered and giggled. I stood up and brought him into a warm hug. A friendly hug. He pulled me closer and rested his head on my shoulder and whispered in me ear.

"Thank you,"

I was about to speak when suddenly he yelped and jumped back, clutching onto his left forearm. I stood and gawked, once again feeling totally useless.

"No," he spoke in a hushed, urgent tone.

"No?" I responded, totally dumbstruck.

"Listen Mione, don't move. Trust me and listen to me carefully, follow exactly everything I say, okay?" he said, in a frantic tone.

"Okay,"

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