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Chapter Seventeen

The wind tousled his air, the arising sun giving off a golden yellow glow that reflected against his skin and hair making him look like gold. Stone expression set in his face as he watched from his oh too common spot on the roof, across from her flat.

For some strange odd reason he just couldn't sleep, didn't want to be enclosed by four walls, needed a place where no one could find him.

He was sure she would be fine tonight as she was last night, like she'd be tomorrow. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that she could care for her own self against one mangy Death Eater, against three even, but Death Eater's were too cowardice to travel alone and in any number below three and he couldn't fathom the thought of being too careless to watch over her and something happening to her that he couldn't undo. He just had to find out when the Death Eaters were planning to get her so that well, he could keep her safe.

Draco thought of how he was supposed to accomplish his next task, torturing Bella and torturing muggles. He was changed. He was different. Being around dark and evil persons his entire life had finally gotten to him. He had been stupid and wrong, he had seen the light.

He didn't want to do this anymore, he hadn't wanted to do this for a long time, years before. But he was trapped. He was always trapped.

He'd never told anyone. There was no one to tell. No one who would believe him. No way to prove it.

Until now.

He felt like if he could change Granger's mind, he could change everyone and anyone's mind about him.

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Whispers echoed in her head, they whispered... Mudblood... get the Mudblood... rip her to shreds... take her apart... ruin her, ruin her. The voices seemed to echo, louder, louder, closer, closer. Let there be nothing left, no piece for anyone left to find.

Goosebumps spread through her body and coldness washed upon her. Then all the voices stopped. When all seemed calm, an ice cold hand gripped her wrist.

She gasped and sat up, immediately looking at her wrist and around the room.

Nothing.

All was peaceful and calm.

But that just wasn't enough, grabbing her wand from her beside she left the room.

"Lumos." she whispered.

Wand at the ready she looked around the living room. Nothing. But that just fueled her paranoia. She checked the kitchen, bathroom and even double checked the living room.

She shook her head, "This is stupid." throwing the pillow back onto the couch after her mind got the best of her and she looked under it. "Stupid Malfoy, planting thoughts into my head about his air head followers." she grunted angrily. "Stupid nightmare." she mumbled as she went back into her bedroom.

Putting her wand on top of her dresser that stood by the door, she continued her journey to her bed, stopping mid step and looking back where her wand sat peacefully. Snatching it from the spot she took it back to her bed.

Better safe than sorry, was her last thought before her mind slipped back into unconsciousness.

A/N: Short, yes, but it means another chap really soon :)