So unfortunately you will have to wait a moment for another Draco chapter. I think Hermione's point of view put this chapter into better perspective. Also, this is my last pre written chapter. I am still going to update as much as I can but it may not be every other day like I have been doing. Anyway, onto the chapter! What's going to happen now, after the match? Let's see! Remember to review, favorite and follow!

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Third floor?

Really?

That's where we almost got killed our first year here at Hogwarts.

What could he possibly want me to do there?

I thought about it for a moment and wondered if Fluffy still lived there.

Probably not.

Hagrid probably has him hidden somewhere else now. Or maybe he sold him back from the German wizard he bought him from.

Who knows?

I folded up the paper and tucked it away in my pocket. I exited the bathroom and made my way out of the castle and towards the quiddich pitch. I heard the crowd start cheering as the game started. The announcer introduced the teams as I made my way up the steps where I rallied with my house to watch the match. I ended up standing between Neville and Luna who both smiled at me when I took my place.

Gryffindor came out with fireworks that resembled a roaring lion. I saw Harry, Ginny and Ron enter the field first, followed by the rest of the team. My side of the stands erupted in cheers and applause as the 'Youngest Seeker in a Century' flew around the field.

Next, Slytherin entered the field. There were green fireworks let off this time followed by fire that resembled a giant serpent.

Malfoy flew out first, followed by his team. This time it was the Slytherin sides turn to cheer. I clapped eagerly with them. Neville glanced down at me looking confused.

I quickly dropped my hands when I noticed him staring.

Oops.

The seekers took their spots as everyone else took their places to start.

"Let the game begin!" The announcer came over the speaker and everyone cheered as the snitch, beater and quaffle were released.

Malfoy flew up high to look for the snitch as soon as the whistle blew.

I looked to Ginny, who threw a quaffle through Slytherin's goal post. The crowd cheered loudly as Gryffindor was the first on the board with 10 points.

I saw Harry watching over his team as they continued to score for a second, third, forth time and made great strides ahead of Slytherin.

"Ron is on fire today," Neville said, looking down at me.

I looked over at Ron and watched him block a goal attempt. The whole Gryffindor crowd was chanting his name as he then blocked yet another throw at the post. I turned my attention to the field again. I saw Malfoy who looked baffled at the situation at hand.

I have to admit, I'm quite baffled too.

Damn it Harry.

Why did you give Ron that liquid luck?

Watching the practice yesterday made me thing that Gryffindor would be no match for Slytherin. I was completely shocked.

Suddenly, I saw Malfoy take off.

Yes! I knew he was following the snitch.

My heart was pounding in my throat as I watched him swoop, dive and loop de loop on his broom around the pitch.

I held my hands together just hoping that he would win the match for Slytherin.

Soon enough, Harry caught onto him and tried to catch up.

I looked up to see Ron quickly block another shot then back down to Malfoy and Harry who were neck-and-neck, trying to grab the little yellow ball.

Please, please, please let him win.

Wait. Why do I want Slytherin to win?

Malfoy made a move and pulled in front of Harry and I held my breath as he reached out his hand. The Slytherin side of the stands was in a complete uproar. Malfoy attempted once to grab it but to no avail. Then he reached again. My eyes widened and a gasp escaped me as he grabbed one more time at the snitch. He collapsed over his broom and then sat up. A look of surprise stayed on his face as he opened his hand to reveal the snitch.

"Draco Malfoy has caught the snitch! That's one hundred and fifty points for Slytherin. Slytherin wins!" The announcer yelled into the microphone.

The Slytherin side of the field erupted in cheers and Malfoy beamed at everyone and held up the snitch for all to see.

Yes! He won! That will show the boys.

Everyone around me was quiet and looked very upset, everyone except me. I smiled widely still looking at Malfoy flying around celebrating his win. Neville looked at me strangely when he saw me smiling and I quickly covered it with a yawn.

Why am I so happy? Am I starting to like Malfoy? He's been so nice to me recently but that was no reason to like him. Hmm. I have to think about this.

"Come on, Mione, let's go back to the castle," Neville said in a defeated tone. Luna motioned for me to follow. I did so at the end of the line. At the top of the stairs, I looked down at the field one last time and saw Malfoy leaving. He was sitting on Blaze's and Goyle's shoulders as they lead him out of the arena surrounded with the rest of his house mates.

I started down the stairs then and quickly caught up with the group as they strolled back to the tower. It was a very quiet walk. I kept thinking of how good the game was. I really thought Gryffindor was going to win for a moment until Malfoy made that move.

So let me think.

Am I starting to like Malfoy? In a way I guess I am. He has been so nice to me recently. I can definitely tell he has changed since last year.

Did he like me too? Is that why he is being nice to me?

What about Ron? I still love him. But more as a brother now I think. Especially after what I saw the other day. I can't believe he did not even tell me that he was going to move on.

Suddenly I felt defeated. I admit it. I do still love Ron. This is going to be harder to cope with than I thought.

Damn.

I followed my house mates into the common room where everyone started to comfort the members of the quiddich team. I saw Harry come down the stairs with Ron. They were dressed in their normal clothes, and were just as upset as everyone else in the room. Ginny came down from the girls side of the dorm and went over to the couch. I started walking over to Ginny to cheer her up.

"Oh my Won Won!" I suddenly heard from a girl as she ran up to Ron and hugged him tightly.

I froze and looked on. He looked down at the girl in his arms and immediately started snogging her. I gaped in disbelief. Harry did the same, then looked over at me.

How could this happen? He knew I was right here. He knew I still held feelings for him. How could he do this.

I felt my heart sink like I had the day previous and before I knew it I was running out of the portrait hole. I thought I heard Harry yell after me but I ignored him.

Then I ran.

I didn't care where I was going. I just kept going.

I realized after a moment, I was making my way towards the third floor, so I continued.

It had not been an hour quite yet but I did not care, I needed a place that I knew I could be by myself even if it was only for a moment. I opened the door, and shut it tightly behind me.

I inhaled a deep breath and pressed my head to the backside of the door. I couldn't believe how much it had hurt to see Ron and Lavender, again. I continued to take sobering breaths as the tears started to fall down my face. I smacked the backside of the door then collapsed to the ground. I felt so betrayed. He didn't even have the decency to tell me what was going on. I would have understood if he wanted to move on.

I gave everything another quick thought.

It probably would not have worked out in the long run actually. We argue too much.

Am I just hoping this so I can get over him?

Probably.

I put my face in my hands and continued to cry for a bit, trying to clear my head of that stubborn red headed arse.

"Granger, is that you?" came a questioning voice from down the corridor.

I snapped my head up to see Malfoy coming out of the door on the opposite side of the hallway.

I got up then and wiped the tears from my face.

"Hey, Malfoy." My voice was hoarse and my breath hitched.

He stopped when he got just a few steps ahead of me. "Is everything okay? Are you crying?"

I looked down at the floor and wiped the remaining tears away from my cheeks.

"I'm okay," I said looking up at him through my hair that had fallen on my face "just shaken up a bit."

He stepped forward again and pulled me into a warm hug. I was shocked and did not respond at first but then I relaxed and gave into the embrace.

It felt nice to be in his arms, to breathe in his scent. It was almost refreshing.

This time I did not tell my brain to shut up. I did not care. I needed this. I needed someone to talk to. I needed to be held and told that everything is going to be alright. I finished out my sobs and took a few long, sobering breaths to clear my head.

He looked at me then but still held me in his arms. His hands were resting on my shoulders. My red and puffy eyes went to his concerned grey ones.

"Your not that upset that we beat you, are you?" he asked.

I smiled and giggled at this. I needed it though.

"Not at all. I think you deserved to win." I gave him a small smile and in return, he stepped up beside me and gave me his arm to take. I wrapped my arm over his and he started to lead me to the end of the hallway.

"Do you want to talk to me about what actually happened?" he asked.

I took a deep breath and caved. "Its Ron."

"Ah, yes, Weasel. What did he do?"

"Well, we have been kind of involved since the beginning of last summer, however, since we have been back at Hogwarts, we have been distant and I just found out that he had moved on with another girl."

"How did you find out?"

"They started snogging right in front of me."

Malfoy stopped dead in his tracks. I looked up at him and he was staring down at me.

He turned towards me again and wrapped his arms around me. This time he held me tighter. His arms made me feel so safe. It was wonderful.

I breathed in his scent again.

It was almost like spice.

We stood there for a time in silence until he broke it.

"I am so sorry, Hermione."

Wait, he said my first name.

OK now I will let my brain protest.

Wait, I'm in Malfoy's arms, for a second time tonight.

What's going on with me?

I'm starting to like Malfoy, wait I mean Draco. Hold up that's weird too.

We will have to figure something out.

"It's ok. It was obviously not meant to last," I finally said.

With one final squeeze, he let me go and walked me down the rest of the hallway.

We got to the door where Fluffy was kept before and he reached for the handle. He must have felt me as I pulled back a little on his arm.

"Are you sure you're ok? I will let you go lie down for a bit or something if you need to." He turned towards me and I actually laughed at this, thinking back to what had happened my first year.

"This floor actually brings back a lot of memories from my first year."

He smiled at this and reached for the door again. "Tell me what happened," he said as he turned the knob and opened the door for me to go through. I was relieved to see that it was not inhabited by a huge three headed dog.

I stepped over the threshold and said, "Well believe it or not, this room was guarded by a three-headed dog."

Malfoy's head snapped around to look at me, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Oh, and his name was Fluffy."

Malfoy chuckled a little at that.

"I don't believe you," he said to me as he looked around the room.

"Well you should. He was standing right here and he almost ate us."

I looked down at the floor to see the trap door. It was almost like stepping back in time as Malfoy, I mean Draco, still weird. Maybe I'll call him Dragon for now.

That's better.

He opened the door and we bent down to look at what was inside. A ladder descended to the bottom of the next room.

"Do you trust me?" he asked. I looked into his eyes. My heart started pounding in my throat for a second time today.

I thought back to everything that he had done to us in the past. From getting Buckbeak put on death row to last year ratting out the DA. Did I personally trust him?

Maybe I'm starring to. Let's see where this takes us.

"Yes," I said. He smiled widely at this. I took his hand and he helped me climb onto the ladder to the bottom of the room where the Devil's Snare lived before. I got to the floor and waited for him to finish his way down.

I looked around quickly. Everything looked the same, besides the Devils Snare missing. Dragon finished his climb down and noticed I was looking around.

"So what was held in this room?" he asked.

"Devils Snare. It's a plant that could kill you. It wraps around you and squeezes you until you suffocate."

I looked over to him and his eyes were wide again.

"Don't look so surprised each time I tell you something. Each one of these rooms down here were guarded by a challenge."

At this he just nodded his head. He held out his arm again for me to take. I accepted it and strolled alongside him to the next room. He guided me through the hallway, then the room opened before me.

"The flying key room," I said looking up into the vaulted ceiling, remembering Harry flying around up there.

"Flying keys?" Dragon asked.

"Yes," I said. "Flitwick charmed hundreds of keys to have wings and the ability to fly. You would have to take a broom and catch the key that opened the lock on the door."

"Sounds easy."

I looked over to him quickly. "It was not that easy. When you took hold of the broom, the keys would bombard you."

He looked stumped.

"What was the reason for all these rooms anyway?" He asked.

Should I tell him?

Yea, who cares the stone no longer exists.

"They represent the teachers that were guarding the sorcerer's stone. You-know-who wanted to take it and use it to reincarnate himself."

"A stone had that ability? What happened to it?"

"It was destroyed. I was too powerful and dangerous."

"That's why these rooms are left vacant."

"Exactly."

We smiled in understanding at each other then walked on into the next room. It was huge and the giant chess board was still there, however, the enchanted life sized pieces were not.

"Ron ended up getting seriously injured in this room. Its a giant chess board. You had to play live wizard chess, and win to pass."

"That makes sense. I never knew what this floor was. I had my suspicions, though. How did Ron get hurt?"

"He sacrificed himself so Harry could check mate the king. And what did you think this floor was?"

"I thought it was either a chess board, checker board or someone just had a bad taste in tile flooring."

I laughed at this. He did too. I liked his laugh. Hearing it relaxed me for some reason.

"That was very selfless of him."

"Who?" I asked stupidly.

"Ron. Putting himself in danger to help Harry and you."

I looked down and thought about that for a second. There really was no other time that he had put himself in that kind of danger for us. Everything recently has been all about him.

"That was the only time he has ever been selfless like that for me and Harry. He knew Harry had to go on, and he needed my help to do so."

Dragon nodded in understanding as we approached the next door.

"So I already know that what is down here is a bunch of empty rooms, where are we headed?"

"You'll see soon enough," he said with a wide smile.

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