Chapter 2- Months

My eyes opened reluctantly and I felt dejected as I took in the pitch black room. Was it too much to ask that I could sleep through a night? I could hear two sets of snoring. Well there was one thing that Harry and Malfoy had in common. I was sure that Professor Snape had cast a silencing charm around his fortress. I don't think that even Albus Dumbledore would disturb him at a time like this.

A muffled sob broke the silence and I recognized Harry's voice instantly.

"Harry?" I called out hesitantly. He fell silent and I heard him moving around.

I grabbed my wand out of my pocket and whispered, "Lumos!"

Harry scrambled under his covers and hid his head underneath his pillow. I smiled at his antics and climbed onto his bed.

"Harry?" "Harry?" "Harry?"

I chanted his name and ripped his covers back. He stared at me with amused green eyes, but I could see fading tear track on his face.

"You've been casting silencing charm during the summer, haven't you?" I accused. He looked sheepish as he nodded. I sighed and pulled him up.

"You shouldn't do that. They won't get better if you just suffer through them, Harry. Let me help?"

He hesitated, "I need them right now. They give me something that I know will always be there." He whispered softly.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. "Harry, you have me. Okay, I'm not going anywhere and none of this soul drawing stuff even matters. You don't have to worry about anything anymore. Voldemort is gone and he is never coming back. Ron will always be there for us both, too!" I assured him.

"I'm gay Hermione and I never had the guts to tell you or him."

I smiled brightly at him. "You just did. I don't really know how Ron will react, but he won't leave you Harry. He isn't like that."

Harry stood up and stretched. He gaze darted over to Malfoy who I'd completely forgotten about. He was still sleeping away, snoring slightly.

"I snore as well, don't i?" Harry asked and shook his head.

"Do you have feelings for him?"

"Yes. And don't ask me why, I'd rather not say right now." He said, his back stiffening at my gasp.

I got up from the bed and combed my fingers through my hair nervously, "Of course, Harry. Whenever you want to talk about it, I'll be there."

He smiled at me, "Thanks Mione."

He ducked out of the door and the moment he was gone, Malfoy sat up looking smug and….happy?

"You're horrible to listen to us!" I snapped and he just kept smiling gleefully.

"He knew I was awake Granger. He'll tell you the rest another time; don't worry your bushy head over it. You should worry about a certain Slytherin that is your soul mate."

I scoffed, "What's to worry about. He wouldn't come near me with a ten foot pole. He hates me." I said bitterly.

Malfoy shook his head, "Severus doesn't hate anyone except the Dark Lord and he's dead and rotting now…so…"

I winced at his description. Were all men so crude?

"You should go and I have a feeling I'll see you soon."

He tossed his pure white hair smugly and left me alone. Somewhat alone, if you counted the potions master a few feet away.

I didn't really know what to think about this soul drawing thing. I mean I've always wanted to fall in love with someone just for me, but I don't think that Severus Snape is that guy. How could he be? He doesn't like me, and the only time he's ever said a good word to me was last night. Our intelligence is somewhat similar. I always knew I was smart, but I am in no way near the level of him.

"Stupid girl, do you not know what intelligence is? It's the ability to learn, not what you already have learned. Foolishness!"

A frightened yelp left my lips as a deep voice shattered my thought process. He scowled at my reaction.

"What do you have to be scared of girl? The bastard is dead!" his black hair flew away from his neck and I caught a glimpse of his scarred neck. He didn't seem to notice my staring and continued sneering at me.

"Yes, but we had to live in fear for so long. It will take some time to realize that we're safe now." I said softly, unsure of why I was being honest with him. What did he want with my honesty?

Anger surged up inside me, a delayed reaction, because I'd just remembered that he'd been listening to my thoughts again!

"You should mind you own business. You had no right to listen to my thoughts again."

He shrugged and gathered his robes. I watched him with angry eyes.

"You won't bring this up again." I stated firmly, as a warning. I wanted no part in this potion of his.

He looked at me with incredulous eyes, borderline furious.

"Are telling me what to do, Miss Granger?" he said in a dangerously quiet voice. I nodded without any hesitation.

"I want this behind me as soon as possible. You won't mention it to me or anyone who knows me. Good day, Professor Snape."

I knew the whole world knew who'd been named my soul mate, and that Snape was probably planning my murder for talking to him that way. I was shaking with fear and panting just a bit. What in the world was I thinking? I'll have detention for ever.

Still, I couldn't say that it hadn't felt nice to be as rude to him as he was to everyone else.

I made my way to the Gryffindor common room, watching for any sudden movements. I was good as this kind of thing. It used to be what saved my life. I made there unscathed, but Harry was sitting on the couch and he wasn't alone.

He was arguing with Draco Malfoy.

"I'm tired of hiding in the shadows, Harry. Just admit that you want me gone and I'll go!"

Harry looked ready to cry, "I don't want you to leave me. I just don't know how to-

Malfoy jumped into Harry's face, seething, "You don't know how to not be ashamed of me! that's what the problem is. Harry fucking Potter, afraid of what everyone thinks of his boyfriend! It's pathetic and I won't stand for it any longer. The bastard has been dead long enough. All the death eaters are in hiding or Azkaban. You've nothing to be afraid of, you stupid spineless git!"

Harry glared at him and turned away, "You know that I care about you, Draco, but too many people don't!"

"That's because they only know my fucking father, Harry. Give me a chance….and if you cant, then I have to leave you. I won't be hidden like some mistress."

I could see that Harry was about to make the worst mistake of his life.

I walked into the room, furiously. He let out a small scream and scrambled away from me.

"That's right Harry Potter. I have never been so ashamed of you in my entire life. What have you been doing to him?"

Malfoy let out a relieved grown, "Granger you're a goddess."

Harry looked terrified still.

"Harry, how long have you been together?" I demanded. He gulped and held up a hand.

"Five years, months, days, hours?" I said.

"Months." He whispered.

"Harry, I'm mad because you didn't tell me. I'm mad because you're being selfish. I don't care who you fuck or fall in love with. You should have known better than to hurt everyone this way. They'll be hurt because you didn't trust them enough to tell them. I hope Malfoy gives you another chance and that you take it."

I moved to go up to my room, tired of all the emotions that were running through me. a thud made me turn around.

Harry must have taken that chance. Malfoy was showering his face with kisses and I gagged a little to tease them.

"Don't you have somewhere to be Granger?" Malfoy demanded, reaching for Harry waistband.

I raced for the stairs.

A/N: Sorry for the wait guys. I've traveled to another state! anyway I hope you like this chapter and if you do, Reviews are my inspiration.