Dancing with evil.

As Hermione headed into the shadows of the dungeons below the castle she knew she had made a mistake. She didn't know why she had agreed to this. She was suddenly feeling very sick in the pit of her stomach and she knew it wasn't because of the pumpkin pasty she had at dinner. She was about to pass into a dark world that she wasn't invited to. She glanced behind her to make sure no one was following her. She pushed on a wooden door and it slid open easily. She was greeted by a dark room lit only by two flickering candles. Their flames licked at the walls and cast eerie shadows over her face. A couch was pushed against the far wall and there were bookshelves lining the other two walls. She stepped in some more and let the door fall shut behind her. She felt like a wicked child who shouldn't be trespassing.

A light headed figure loomed in the corner watching her every movement and she could feel his eyes on her. She looked at her feet before taking a deep breath and telling herself it would be alright and she looked up to meet cold steel eyes. She gasped at how dark and scary he looked in the candle light. His Slytherin robes shifted about his feet as he stepped from the corner and moved toward the couch. His cheeks were stained with what looked like tears but a hand quickly wiped away any evidence of them ever being there. She was scared and suddenly knew she shouldn't have come as a chill entered her body. "Why are you here Granger?" Draco Malfloy asked with a chill to the bone tone.

What was she suppoused to say? Hey Malfloy I found you being beaten by your father in an empty corridor and so I followed you hear to demean you even more. No, she couldn't say that. She knew that he had always had a tough love with his dad but she didn't know it was that bad and she felt sick for following him here. She felt like a terrible person because he obviously didn't want her to see him like this nonetheless see him at all. They were enemies. She didn't want to be enemies though she just put up that front.

Hermione didn't really hate him; in fact she daydreamed about him a lot during class times and what was behind that hardened façade. She sighed and began to back toward the door but a hand caught her thin wrist and kept her in place. "Did you just come down here to dance with the devil? Maybe the little good girl wanted a taste of darkness and evil." He spat and twirled her before pulling her into a slow dance. She was shocked and couldn't speak. Her breath was caught in her throat as his eyes kept her gaze from traveling. She bit on her lip and then went to speak but then he cut her off. "No time for talk Granger, sorry, you brought this all upon yourself. Also, maybe next time you should mind your own business." He told her as he shoved his hands in his pockets and flipped his hair out of his eyes before leaving. She felt weak in the knees and she shivered as she leaned against the wall and slid to the ground. She didn't really know what to do. He was mysterious and attractive and everything she wanted but couldn't have. A chase. She let out a slow hiss for him making her feel this way. Now she was just even more determined to go after him and this time she wouldn't let go.

Draco left Hermione by herself and escaped down the hall staying close to the wall. He slid a hand through his hair and then let it drop to his side with a rough side. It was like she was bloody perfect. He enjoyed dancing with her more than she would know. He couldn't help it their hate was like an addiction and he hadn't wanted to let her go but he had to. If he hadn't of he would have broken down crying right there and they couldn't have that.

Hermione bolted out the door after him and wasn't paying any attention when she ran right into someone's back. She looked up into the eyes of Ron and jumped back a little. "Er… Sorry." She muttered peering over his shoulder trying to find Malfloy but she had already lost her chance. Ron put out his arm to escort her back up to the common room and to chastise her for running off by herself. She droned his words out though as she saw Draco leaning against the wall in the shadows. She wanted to run to him but she couldn't and she realized it would always just be a forbidden chase…