Dramione

Nine

It was midnight and the castle was quiet. Hermione lay staring at the ceiling of her dormitory. She couldn't fall back asleep, since her nightmare of obliviating her parents. Everyone must be asleep she thought.

She slipped off the covers and paced back and forth. She eyes a familiar piece of parchment that was laying under Ginny's bed.

She took it. "What's that stupid phrase?" She thought to her self.

"I'm up to no good!" She tried it. Nothing.

"I solemnly swear, that I am up to no good!" This time black ink appeared on the parchment, displaying the map of Hogwarts.

Everyone was in their dormitories, except filch who was in the dungeons. Hermione looked at the slytherian common house but saw Dracos name no where. Her eyes wandered the map until she landed on his name.

He was in the prefects bathroom. "That's odd!" She whispered. She was curious why he would be there, but thought she could ask him later. She layed down again, closing her eyes. She was still wide awake.

After what felt like minutes passed she opened her eyelids. It was no use. I might as well take a walk! Besides filtch was all the way in the dungeon she thought.

She grabbed her wand and ran down the corridor in her slippers. It was dark, so she had trouble finding it but eventually placed her hand on the bathroom door.

She quietly pushed it open. In the bath she could see the back of Dracos head Sticking out of the tub.

What if he was naked! She hadn't thought about that since she always wore a suit when she visited.

"Draco!" She whispered. He turned his head.

"Granger is that you?"

"Who else would it be." She remained where she was.

"Why are you here?" He asked. He most likely didn't realize she had the map.

"Couldn't sleep!?" She said coming up with a half truth.

"So you come to the bathroom?" He asked curiously.

"Well isn't that why you are here!?"

He didn't reply. "Well are you just going to stand there?" He finally said.

Hermione didn't say anything.

"I'm not naked if that's what you were wondering!" He chuckled, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking, which he did.

Hermione moved over to the tub edge and dipped her feet in sitting at the edge facing Malfoy.

He was closing his eyes just laying against the edge. Hermione didn't know what to say so just sat there staring at him. His chest was bare and it had little droplets of water across his skin.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" Hermione brought her eyes back up to Malfoys.

"You would care to know?!" She said softly.

"No.....I wouldn't mind if you checked me out a bit more...but it seems like you wouldn't want to talk about that." He smirked.

Hermione looked away. "Well if you don't want to know that's fine, because I wasn't going to tell you!" Draco studied her. She was looking at her hands and looked rather concerned. She said it as if she was trying to be mean, but her mind was elsewhere, probably thinking about what kept her up.