The door stood ajar and Draco entered. He looked around hurriedly and as he found me, dashed in my direction.
"We have to go," he said, tugging my shirt urgently. "Now!"
"No, I'm practicing with my friends." I told him.
"Not the time for fights," he exclaimed and nearly jumped at a loud bang. "Umbridge is on your trail. She's coming."
The same look of terror appeared on everybody's face and Harry called for silence.
"Where's she coming from, Malfoy?" Harry asked Draco calmly.
"I don't know," he admitted. "You'll have to hide. I have an idea."
All the students who had just practiced charms and jinxes now hid in the cupboards against the walls. The moment I turned to hide myself, Draco held on to my arm.
"Hermione," he whispered. "I need you to fool her."
With the flick of a wand he conjured a bed in the middle of the room and crawled in, gesturing me to follow. A weird feeling in my stomach I did as he told and got into bed with him. He got out of his cloak and let it drop to the floor carelessly. Instead of stripping down however, he just pulled the blankets over us and pulled me close to him. Of course it was only for show but it felt so good at the same time. We lay there, tightly embraced as if nothing had ever happened. I could feel the warmth of his chest against mine and instinctively pulled him closer. It was clear that I still had feelings for him, that I didn't just stop loving him. He too felt my resistance fade away and hid his face in my hair, running his nose up and down gently. Tears started rolling down my cheeks now, dripping on my hair. However he luckily didn't notice or at least had enough decency to not talk about it.
Only few minutes later footsteps approached and stopped right in front of the door. Slowly the doorknob turned and the door was pushed open gently, light falling into the darkened room of requirement. Umbridge entered, looking around furiously.
"Explain yourself." she barked at Draco.
"But Professor," he addressed her, sounding as innocent as a child. "I believe I told you they wouldn't meet this Wednesday."
"Well, s-sure you did," she stuttered, lacking her usual arrogance. "B-but I though you had only said that because you wanted to shield her."
Without looking up at her, I knew she was pointing at me.
"Professor," Draco started. "Don't be ridiculous. Hermione is only part of that group to pass on information. How should she spy on them if she wasn't part of it all?"
Umbridge looked at him, doubting his words for only the flicker of a second and nodded curtly.
"Don't do this again," she tells Draco. "This is not a matter to mess with."
She closed the door behind her and was followed by a silence only interrupted by her shoes clacking. As soon as the sound faded away, I jumped out of bed and tried ridding me of the dirty feeling this visit had given me.
"Is this true?" Dean Thomas asked as he left the cupboard behind me.
"No," I snapped. "I hardly believe anything ever leaving Draco's mouth was not a lie."
After the flicker of pain in his eyes, they narrowed and he got out of bed, walking towards me.
"I literally just saved you and your friends," he snarled. "You ungrateful, useless, filthy Mudblood."
Shocked, I stared at him a blank expression on my face.
"Take that back," I requested hurt. "Please."
He looked at me unconcerned before leaning in to whisper in my ear.