The next few days Hermione found herself doing the very thing she had chastised her best friends for doing the whole way throughout High School. She had started daydreaming in class. She could manage to force herself to focus on her lessons the majority of the time but every so often her mind would drift off, going over and over the conversation she had with Draco the other night, and imagining what would have happened if he had of stayed. She was surprised to find how much her opinion had changed of him, instead of being repulsed, she found herself intrigued. She couldn't decide what she wanted with him, all she knew was that there was more to the boy she had spent hating for the last 6 years.

"Earth to Hermione." Hermione jolted back into reality to see Ginny snapping her fingers in her face. "What planet have you been on the last few days?"

Hermione looked back, slightly abashed. "What are you talking about? I'm fine." She gave what she hoped was a reassuring grin. The two were sitting at the Gryffindor table in the great hall with Harry, Ron and Neville finishing up their dinner.

"Gin's right, Hermione." Harry shook his head at her. "You've been completely out of it."

"You have no idea what you are talking about." Hermione scoffed.

"I dunno, Hermione." Ron took a large bite of the roll he was eating. "The other day in class, you couldn't answer Professor Slughorn's question."

"And then I asked answered it right." Neville looked like he was still shocked that it could ever have happened. "I think Slughorn nearly fell out of his seat."

Hermione glared at them. "I drifted off for a second. And I'll remind you that I answered the next 3 questions right after that." Hermione picked up the books next to her plate and stood up. "Now if you don't mind, I have an essay due for ancient runes tomorrow." She walked away from the table before the boys could get another word in. She was nearly out of the great hall when she realised that Ginny had followed her out.

"Seriously Hermione." She looked concerned. "Are you okay? You can tell me, I won't tell the boys."

"I'm fine Ginny I swear!" She looked across at Ginny and sighed, realising that she was never going to give up till Hermione gave her something. "I'm just worried…." She trailed off as they passed a group of third year Slytherins. Once they passed she continued. "I mean, I'm so busy here it's out of my mind most of the time, but lately I can't help worrying about my family." She felt a stab of guilt as she lied to Ginny for the first time. She was desperately worried about her family, but that wasn't what was troubling her.

Ginny looked at her sympathetically. "I know. We all are so worried about our family's. But I suppose it must be a lot worse for you considering all of yours are muggles."

Hermione found herself started to feel anxious as she did whenever she really thought about her parents. "I know the ministry gave them protective spells around their house and everything, but I would feel so bad if anything did happen to them whilst I wasn't around."

"It won't though." Ginny looked at her confidently. "Dumbledore knows what he's doing. It just sucks though doesn't it? This should be the best years of our life, our biggest worries should be about boys and school and yet we have all this stuff to deal with."

"Yeah it does suck." Hermione trailed off thinking back to her conversation with Draco. "But all we can do is get on with it right? Hopefully it will end sooner than we think, with the least amount of lives lost as possible."

The girls walked in silence for a few minutes. "You know what you need?" Ginny looked at her as they reached the Gryffindor portrait hole.

"What?" Hermione looked at her sceptically.

"A day off!" Ginny grinned at her expectantly. "From everything! From the war, from school.. There is a Hogsmeade trip on this weekend. Let's have a girls day!"

Hermione felt herself starting to grin. "You know what, that is actually a great idea. Book me in!"

"Glad you agreed, since you don't actually get a choice in the matter." She waggled her eyebrows at her.

Hermione laughed as she started to edge away. "Well, I really need to get that homework.."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "At least you have appeased me for now. I'll see you in the morning!"

Hermione started walking down the corridor just hearing Ginny stating "Pigmy Puff" to the portrait hole. She had in fact, finished her ancient runes essay, but she knew she couldn't hand it in without reading over it another time.

Hermione climbed through the portrait hole not surprised to find it empty. Ever since her and Draco had talked he had done a very good job of completely avoiding her. She didn't know if it was intentional or not but the longer she didn't see him the more anxious she felt. She didn't know if it was all in her head, she was starting to think that she imagined him stroking her neck. Even if it was real, she thought to herself, it was probably accidental. She felt a wash of embarrassment flush over her as she wondered if it was all in her head. She stood in the centre of the room, lost in thought for a few minutes, before shaking her head and walking to the side of the room to put her books down.

She heard a male clear his throat and turned around to see Draco staring at her, her had come in the room silently from his own dorm, with his silver eyes brimming with intensity. Before Hermione had time to think, or even breathe, Draco had pushed her up against a wall, his hands firmly on her waist. He brought one hand off her waist and slid it across her cheek pulling her head towards his. The next second they were kissing passionately, the kind of kissing where you barely come up for air, and Hermione suddenly found herself running her hands through Draco's blonde locks and grabbing his hair to pull him closer. Their whole bodies were pressed up against each other but it still didn't feel close enough, Hermione for once was lost of all thought, all she knew was that she had shivers running down her spine and she wanted more, more of what she wasn't sure. Then as abruptly as it started Draco pushed her away, both breathing heavily staring at each other in shock. Draco looked as frazzled as she had ever seen him, his face showing that he was fighting an internal battle. After what felt like an eternity, he cleared his throat and strode out of the common room, leaving a very bewildered Hermione sinking down the wall to the floor.