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HERMIONE'S POINT OF VIEW

I stood there gaping at the door that Malfoy disappeared into. No crude comment. No dirty stare. Nothing. Only a confusing question and apologies. What did he mean by that? How do people look at me?

I made my way to my room and sat on my bed once again thinking about the events of today.

Aberforth's appearance wasn't really a shock. I highly doubt that our dear Albus Dumbledore would be the only sharp mind in the Dumbledore family. It was my Aunt Amber's sudden appearance that not so much as bothered me but it intrigued me. How could my mum not tell me that my aunt was a witch? If I had known, wouldn't I have had better luck dealing with prejudice bullies? I don't understand.

I glace at the clock and notice the late hour. I'm still in my robe. With a sigh, I get up to change in to my pajamas feeling more tired every passing minute. I crawl in to bed hoping for some rest after such a trying day.

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Screaming. I sit up suddenly and turn towards the noise. Draco. What's happening to Draco?! I rush over to his room and bang on the door.

"Draco! I'm coming throught!" I barge in to his room and spot him on the bed. He's sweating bullets and is pale. His body is thrashing around as if trying to push someone off him.

"I'm sorry! It was an accident! Stop it! Please stop!"

My blood ran cold. He was having a nightmare. I rush to the bed and grab his flailing arms and grab him in a hug. I hold on tight and shush him. His thrashing subside. Draco Malfoy is now sobbing and clinging on to me.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please. I'm not worthy."

My heart breaks a little at his whispered please.

"Shhh. It's okay, Draco. It was just a dream. You're safe. No one is here to hurt you." I whisper to him.

I shift our positions so that I'm seated leaning against the headboard with his head on my lap and one of my hands in his. I run my fingers through his baby soft hair and start humming a tune my mum used to sing to me when I had night terrors.

Slowly, Draco turned his head up towards me. I smile tentatively at him and tell him to go back to sleep. He stares at me in awe before releasing his hold on my hand. He sits up and looks away embarrassed.

"I didn't mean to wake you. I thought I'd put up a silencing spell." He murmurs.

I yawn and lie down. He stare at me incredulously. "Shut up. Lie down. Let's sleep."

I close my eyes and feel myself start to drift. I feel Malfoy lie down beside me. I'm too tired to tell what direction he's facing but before I drift, I hear him.

"You're an amazing woman, Hermione Jean Granger. I'll be damned to another life of torture if I ever let you go. Thank you."