Draco started laughing erratically whilst Hermione looked at him exasperatedly. "Stop it Draco, I'm serious." Draco kept laughing until Hermione walked straight up to him and shook him. "I said to stop it! Listen to me for once in your life."

"Alright Hermione," Draco said while wiping the tears from his eyes, clearly humoring her. "We're going to fake my death then?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and ignored his patronizing tone and powered on. "Yes we are, and it's not as far fetched as it seems. Think about it for a second Draco, it's the perfect solution to our problem. If the Death Eaters truly think you're dead, you can come into hiding with us once the school year is out. You won't have to change yourself Draco..." She trailed off and looked up into his silver eyes staring back down at her. "You won't have to do all the horrible things you would if you go back to those people."

Draco sighed, his face now extremely serious and reach his hand up to stroke the side of her face. "It's a nice thought Hermione... But there is too many things that can go wrong. I mean, it would take some pretty complex magic to convince the Dark Lord that I am dead for one thing. For another, I don't think even you could convince anyone in the Order that I'm not the same person I used to be."

"No that's just it!" Hermione stared back at him in excitement. "I wasn't just skipping class today for fun you know. I worked out exactly what we would need to do, I even spoke to some people from the Order. Just do something for me. Stop for a second, forget about all the problems. If it could work... Would you do it?"

Draco suddenly looked awfully uncomfortable. "Who in the Order did you talk to?" He pressed her.

"Just Lupin and Tonks," Hermione quickly assured him. "It will stay between us for now I promise. Forget about that for now and just answer my question, would you do it?"

"I don't know." Draco looked as lost as she had ever seen him, he walked away and sat down on the couch. "I don't want to be a Death Eater, I swear I don't, it's just the thought of doing that to my mother..." He trailed off as Hermione sat down on the couch next to him. "It would break her heart, you know? I mean, she has some pretty horrible views but she's still my Mother."

"I understand how hard it would be." Hermione reached down and held his hand. "But you are going to have to make a choice, you know can't keep your family in your life and not be a Death Eater."

"I know." Draco frowned. "It's just, I mean, you see my parents as monster right?"

Now it was Hermione's turn to look uncomfortable. "I wouldn't say that..." she trailed off.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Yes you would if I weren't around. Well I get that you see them as Death Eaters, but me, I see them as my Mother and Father you know? I see the man who taught me to ride a broomstick and the women who tucked me into bed every night as a child. Obviously they are terrible people to others, but to me they are family. This would be permanent. In terms of our relationship it would be like I am dead."

"Oh," Hermione let a small breath of air out. "I never really thought about it that way. I've been so focused on this war, and on losing my family I never really thought about yours."

"They're not yours to worry about Hermione."

"Maybe not, but you are mine to worry about!" Hermione felt as though her stomach was filled with cement. "It just, I mean it could never work any other way. I really thin that this is the only solution."

"I know, I just need to digest it okay? You can tell me more about your grand master plan when I have." Draco suddenly grinned his trademark cocky grin. "You do realise how much more difficult this having morals bull is making my life?"

Hermione couldn't help the giggle that left her mouth. "Well, I am sorry, feel free to go back to your old ways at any time."

Draco looked down at her, his eyes swimming with trust and hints of admiration. "You really think you have worked out the magic to pull something this crazy off?"

"I really have." Hermione looked back at him with absolute certainty.

"Let's talk about this more in the morning. I'm exhausted from waiting up for you all bloody night and I can think of one thing I'd rather be doing right now." He raised his eyebrows at her arrogantly and pulled her into a deep kiss, then stepping backwards and pulling her after him up the stairs to his room.

The next morning Hermione was walking to breakfast alone, contemplating what was going to happen if Draco did decide to go along with her plan. Everything was going to change, and it terrified her to think of how when it did, the war would really be starting. There would be no more hiding in the safe haven that is Hogwarts. As she was turning these thoughts over in her head suddenly Hermione squealed as she was yanked by her arm and towed along until she found herself in the empty History of Magic classroom.

Hermione rubbed her arm as she saw a livid looking Ginny staring back at her. "What the hell Ginny? You nearly took my arm off!" She groaned as she rubbed the arm her friend had yanked on. "I mean, honestly I think this could be dislocated!"

"How could you Hermione!" Hermione looked at her in shock as she saw just how angry Ginny was. "How could you?"

"What do you mean?" Hermione stared back horrified, racking her brains to think of what she could have possibly done to offend her friend so badly. "What did I do?"

The furious red head took a big deep breath before shouting at her. "Draco bloody Malfoy Hermione! What the hell are you thinking!"

A/N: I am so so so so sorry I haven't updated in so long! I've been so busy with exams and work that I have had barely any time to even sleep :( BUT I am on holidays now so updates will be more frequent! as always feel free to review (if you forgive me) and I'll keep working on the rest of the story!