Author's Note: I got an anonymous review from somebody who complained, politely but complained none the less, that Hermione gave in too quickly to Draco's wishes and that she wouldn't normally give in to the cruciatus curse. Well first off that's the best part of creative writing. It's my choice how she gives in. Second off, the cruciatus curse hurts. Go get stabbed with a bunch of needles in every inch of your skin and then tell me you wont give in to somebody pretty damn easy. :) 500 sommat times my story has been read. Thanks for reading. Here's chapter four.

Draco awoke Monday morning feeling extremely lonely. He looked at his calender, and surprisingly enough a month had already gone by. A small bit of excitement erupted inside of him. This month is October, October means Halloween! Even as a young boy he had adored Halloween, he and his family would dress up, his Mother would make an amazing feast, and his father would read him a fairy tale, be it 'The Wizard and The Hopping Pot' or 'Babbity Rabbity and Her Cackling Stump'. He sighed, and brushed his hair back and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were sunken in just ever so slightly the shine from his silver eyes was gone leaving them a dull and faded grey. He felt almost as if he was dying. He dressed himself and pretended to feel at least halfway decent, as he headed up to the Great Hall. After a much needed breakfast he headed off to his Herbology class. Never had a big thing for plants really, and when he came to Hogwarts his fondness for plants disappeared completely because not only were most of them boring but if they weren't boring they were trying to eat you! His attitude during the years had not changed in the least. He paid enough attention just to pass the class. This year he cared even less, he didn't need Herbology N.E.W.T.S where he was going after he moved on from this god forsaken school. He hadn't noticed that the class had ended. All of the sudden he was standing alone in Greenhouse 6. He gathered up his things and headed out the door. The sun had risen to the top of the sky, making it some time around mid-day, he took a stroll around the lake during his free period. This year, it seems, the lake had become his favourite place to spend his free time. Usually it would be the common room where he spent all of his time. It was dark, damp and most of the time secluded. The lakeside was completely different. It was bright, sunny, and there was always a load of people around. His feet wandered him right to the edge of the forbidden forest. He climbed into a tree and laid down on a branch. Draco could see right up into the sky through the bits of space in between the leaves of the trees. The soft breeze blew his hair gently into his face and back again. There was a sound of tweeting birds nearby and the peaceful sound of people happily talking to each other. He just couldn't comprehend that people could be happy when there were people like him who had their loved ones in Askaban and the Dark Lord was threatening families such as his. How could there be happiness? How could there be joy? How could there be love?...When there is so much hate and pain...?

He had just finished another dreadful Potions class at least it wasn't a double. Snape had forced them to create a love potion...with partners again. Snape seemed to have been making them work with partners a lot lately. Always the same too.

"So...Er...Whats next then?" Said Draco.

"Really? So you haven't been listening to me then have you? The Rosemary you dolt! Four pinches."

"Okay! Okay! Merlin's beard Granger! Ya don't have to bite my head off now." He smirked when he said this but not in his usual git-like way, more so in a joking sort of way.

She was starting to grow on him and he had realized during the class that being partnered up with the most clever witch of their age, mudblood or not, was not that bad. He had been having feelings like this a lot lately. Not caring, happy go lucky, peaceful thoughts. Although his thoughts were far from 'happy', he constantly awoke with nightmares. Nightmares about his Father, his Mother, the Dark Lord and worst of all Pansy. He could not close his eyes without seeing Pansy giving him that horrible sneer that she had inherited from himself, and if she wasn't sneering at him in his dreams she was screaming at him and calling him a cheater. That just made his blood boil and...he always had to hit something. Just the thought of her made him furious. Sometimes he wished he had someone that could tell him that everything was going to be fine. But he knew there was no such person and he knew that if there was a such person that they would be lying.

No! Everything is not going to be okay you dolt! Be a man and deal with your problems! Forget her...she's not worth it. There are plenty more girls out there go find a new one.

As Draco's mind wandered he found himself at the Library again. It was empty with the exception of the Librarian. He seated himself down in the far corner, which seemed to be his favourite spot this year, and opened up one of his favourite books hoping to finish it finally. He was deep into the last chapter when a small tap on his shoulder he jumped clear out of his seat and turned around his hand in his pocket ready to grab his wand, but then he froze, he was staring into the soft brown eyes of Hermione Granger.

"Oh! Hello Granger...What do you want. I was kind of in the middle of reading this book and you scared me and...whew..." He took a deep breath, his heart was pounding against his chest. "Sorry...So..What?"

"Well I was just looking for you because...I needed someone to talk to...Could you possibly listen to me for a few minutes, without making any jokes or anything?" Draco smirked but he nodded as well. "I just had a huge fight with Ron..." She looked as if she was on the verge of tears. "He's such and Idiot sometimes!"

"Granger is that all this is about? The Weasley kid? Because I really don't have time for this."

"No...Malfoy..Um It involves you too. See yesterday when we were working on our Arithmacy homework, Ron got...well maybe it was jealousy maybe it was just because he's an idiot but he started with me about being with you, he thinks we're snogging on the side...and he and Harry aren't talking to me anymore...Could you do something about it? Please? I swear I'll do anything for you."

"What could I possibly need from you Granger eh?"

"Idunno but I just need some help!"

"Well I can think of one thing. How about this, I help you with your friends and you will give me one free request. What I want, when I want. Deal?" He held out his hand to her.

"Deal." She said as she grabbed his hand, her hand practically crushed by his stronger larger one.

A few weeks had gone by and Hermione had not seen hide not hair of Malfoy although he had kept to his promise and gotten Harry and Ron to lay off her tutoring him, she still had her end of the deal to uphold and was starting to get nervous. Well not so much nervous as anxious and curious as to what he might have her do. Probably something horrible that gets her in trouble.

It was Saturday and Draco had nothing to do. Well he had homework but he could do that later. Then he noticed that Pansy was staring daggers at him for what seemed like quite some time. He looked her dead in the eyes.

"What Parkinson?"

"Well, awfully rude aren't you today?"

"What do you want?" He was in no mood for her, she just really pissed him off lately.

"I was just wondering...I know that we, well broke up and all, but I've been starting to miss you..." She got up and walked over to him and sat next to him on the emerald couch. "I've really, really missed you." She placed a hand on Draco's leg and started rubbing his thigh. He twitched slightly but did nothing to stop her. "I was wondering...If maybe...we could go up to your room, I know you have that great big room all to yourself, and we could 'study'?" Draco had a smile on his face when she finished her sentence.

"I would love to Parkinson...except for the fact that I hate you! Remember?"

"But Draco my love...I would be more than willing to forgive you for cheating on me."

"YOU CHEATED ON ME FIRST YOU STUPID TWAT!" And with that he stood up and stormed out.

He didn't know where he was going but he just had to get away from that wretched harpy. He wanted to be alone so the Library and the lakeside were completely out of the question. He headed up to the seventh floor. There was a room up there that he knew he could hide in. Just up a flight of stairs and through the portrait of the man with the dog and he was on the seventh floor. He went down the hall and paced back and fourth 3 times in the center corridor across from the tapestry of the dancing trolls. A door materialized in the wall and he entered the room. It was dark lit with just a few candles, the floor was carpeted and there was a black fourposter bed. He threw himself onto the bed for a nap, just what his body was craving. He closed his eyes and then realized that it was not a nap that he needed, it was a girl. If only the damn room could provide him with the warm flesh of a woman that he could hold against his cold skin. He sighed, there was one thing that the room could provide him with though, he closed his eyes and thought hard and a few 'books' had appeared on the table next to him. He picked up the first one and started to flip though it looking at the pictures of naked women. There was only one last thing to do.

Authors Note: Sorry this one took so long but here it is finally chapter four! Hooray! Um so yeah I may get a bit graphic in the next few chapters...Idunno it depends on how I feel and maybe how much porn I watch. XD Okiedokie so then...yeah write a review and let me know please? And don't be all assholish please? I had to remove the annom. Reviews because of this jackoff.