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a/n I know it has been a while, but I’ve been busy with school, work and homework and you know, everything… Thank you to all my reviewers! Enjoy!

Hermione didn’t know when she had fallen asleep, crying into Draco’s shoulder, but the next thing she knew she was in her room on the ship and the sun was filtering in through the open window. A salty smell attacked her nose and Hermione sighed contently. That was before the events of the night before came crashing back down on her. Then silent tears began to form in her eyes. She wiped them away hastily, what good would they be? Her sister was dead and it was her fault.

Hermione and her sister had never been close, nor have the perfect relationship. They always knew that the other would be there for them though. Yeah they fought, but in the end they managed to make it through. The last time Hermione had seen her sister Cassandra they had had a small fight, it wasn’t something big, but Hermione found herself wishing that she hadn’t been so stubborn. She would have liked her last memory of her sister to have been a nice one, but it hung over Hermione’s head… She never got to say she was sorry.

Today should have been a happy day, but it wasn’t for Hermione. She should have been glad that she and her crew would be leaving in a few hours time, but she wasn’t. Something was making her feel horrible, besides the fact that her sister was dead. For some reason, she just didn’t want to leave the ship. Half because she had grown used to it and the other half was Draco.

She felt that they had the beginning of a friendship going and truth be told, Hermione found him interesting. For one, Hermione wanted to know how he got into being a pirate, or what he had been doing for the past few years. If she wanted to know that, she couldn’t leave, but she couldn’t stay. What was she to do?

Draco paced his room, scratching his chin in thought. Granger, bloody Granger! He thought furiously. Why had he comforted her? It was so unlike him, it was such a friend like gesture to make. He blamed the pain medication, but deep down he knew differently. She had somehow touched what he had tried to keep hidden for such a long time… His heart. No, he didn’t love her, he snorted at the thought. Like that was ever going to happen! He didn’t even like, no instead it was some sort of deep respect. It was a dangerous feeling though. If he wasn’t careful he could actually start to like her as a friend. God help him if that ever happened! No Hermione would have to get off the ship as soon as possible.

Draco left quickly; he needed to clear a few things up with her. He didn’t want her thinking that he was soft or interested in forming a friendship. A treacherous voice whispered to him in the back of his head that he did want a friendship, but he ignored it.

In a few minutes he was outside her room and he opened the door swiftly, greeted by her scowl.

“Ever think of knocking Malfoy?” She scowled before turning her attention back to the window.

“Not on my ship Granger,” Draco scowled angrily.

“Hmmm,” she said thoughtfully, but Draco ignored it.

“I just wanted to clear a few things up,” Draco said, his anger at his own actions the night before grabbing hold of him. “Last night I was under the influence of the pain meds. If I hadn’t taken them, I wouldn’t have acted the way I did, so don’t get ideas that we could be friends,” he spat out the word friend with disgust.

Hermione’s eyes darkened slightly as she turned and stared at him.

“I know how you Gryffindorks get,” he continued nastily.

“I’m not the same person I was in school Malfoy,” Hermione scowled, though she secretly chided herself for thinking that Draco Malfoy could change. “I grew up, though obviously you haven’t, not if your still play pirate,” she spat out angrily.

“I’m not playing pirate, I am a pirate, and I am the Dragon!” He roared at her. “If you haven’t noticed, people are afraid of me. Your precious Order friends cringe at the thought of me, I’m the most feared pirate on this sea,” he said anger swelling up inside of him he advanced towards her.

“There are very few pirates left; people are moving on to bigger and better things. You’ll be stuck here in your little wooden boat, the Dragon will become a myth people tell to their children for bed time stories. Pirates won’t exist for much longer,” Hermione shouted at him and his eyes flashed with anger that should have been her warning sign, he was so close to her know she could feel his breath on her face.

“You lie Granger,” Draco hissed.

“I don’t lie Malfoy,” Hermione said coolly.

“You don’t have a clue about pirates; you don’t know what it is like to be one. This is no silly game, it is rougher then life,” Draco growled.

“It isn’t life Malfoy, it is death,” Hermione spat out angrily. This angered Draco, god it made his blood boil. This was his life and she was labeling it like it was some stupid book. Right and wrong, no in-between. Out of anger he raised his arm suddenly and Hermione flinched. That was what clamed him down that was what shook him out of his anger.

Draco lowered his hand suddenly wide-eyed; he stumbled back and fled from her frightened form. It was her fault; she had gotten him so riled up. She brought out the worse in him… That was what Draco told himself as he ran back to his room.

There was a soft tap on the window and Hermione looked around to see Hedwig looking down at her. With shaking fingers she unrolled the letter, reading it twice over to make sure she had read correctly.

Opening the door, Draco quickly stepped out into the salty breeze. He had always loved the ocean, ever since he was a little boy. Draco was lost in thought and never noticed Jake walk up behind him.

“Captain?” Jake asked softly and Draco almost jumped.

“What is it?” He asked, a little more harshly then he meant to. His tone didn’t affect Jake though; he was used to dealing with Draco as a captain and a friend.

“There is a slight problem,” he said warily. He usually was the one to bring bad news to Draco; no one else could, in fear of his rage.

“What?” Draco growled.

“Hermione… she locked herself in her room. No one can get in and no one was willing to try magic without your permission,” Jake said edging slightly away from Draco incase he blew up.

“Silly girl!” Draco scowled anger glinting in his eyes. “She is lucky that I don’t send her down with the rest of her crew. I’ll deal with her.”

Draco stalked off scowling all the way. As he neared Hermione’s door, he noticed that his crew was edging away from him. This made Draco’s scowl deepen. Had his crew no backbone?

“Granger! Open up!” Draco roared hammering on the door.

“No!” Hermione’s voice came out muffled.

“Granger,” he said warningly.

“I want to see my crew,” she said suddenly and Draco looked at the door confused. What a silly thing to ask for, but she had been asking every chance she got. What could she possibly need her crew for? “And I want my wand back,” yeah right, like they’d give it back to her. They only give it to her when she needed to heal someone.

“Granger,” Draco said warningly.

“Crew and wand,” Hermione demanded. Rolling his eyes, Draco did a quick spell and opened up the door. His wand hung limply in his hand as he saw the room. She wasn’t in there…

Hermione hid behind the door, watching as Draco went to the center of the room. A little closer and…. She quickly jumped out and grabbed his wand and flew out the door, slamming it closed behind her with a quick locking spell. It wasn’t that strong, but then again, it wasn’t her wand.

The crew had already gone back to their duties and Hermione ran past them unnoticed. Draco’s shouts would soon draw attention and Hermione needed to be quick. This wasn’t an attempt to break free, though that was probably what Draco thought, she had given up on befriending him since what he had said in the afternoon. This was merely a distraction; she was doing exactly what Harry had told her to do in the letter… She would have to follow it exactly if they wanted to capture the infamous Dragon.

With a quick spell, Hermione managed to unlock all of the locks that held her crew captive. She only had a few minutes and quickly told them what it was they had to do, if only she could buy Harry and Ron enough time…

Draco ran towards the dungeons of the ship, anger glinting in his eyes. She had stolen his wand and was probably letting out her crew. Then what, Draco had no idea.

“Granger,” Draco cried angrily as he saw her coming up the stairs. “My wand.”

“My wand first,” Hermione said pointing to his other hand, which held her own wand. “Accio wand!!” Her wand went flying out of his hand and he cursed his stupidity.

“Now my wand,” Draco growled, knowing full well that she wouldn’t give it to him.

“I think not. You guys find your wands?” Hermione shouted down the stairs.

“Yes Captain,” someone shouted up and Hermione grinned.

“Why are you doing this? You would be free in a matter of hours,” Draco gritted his teeth. Couldn’t she ever just follow directions?

“Yes, but then we wouldn’t be able to capture the Dragon now would we? Hands up Malfoy and tell your crew to drop their wands, or your dead,” she threatened.

“You wouldn’t kill me Granger, you promised you wouldn’t. Remember that promise that you made yourself?” He asked grinning.

“I might not kill you, but my crew will,” Hermione spat back as one of her crew aimed his wand directly at Draco’s heart.

“Don’t listen to her,” Draco growled to his men, who were standing uneasily behind him, wands half raised. “Fight with or with out me!”

Hermione tapped her foot. Only a few more hours and Harry and Ron would be there to rescue her and capture Malfoy. Only a few more hours…

“Death Eater ship headed this way Captain,” one of Draco’s men shouted. “They look like their ready to board; we still have the Dragon flag flying!”

“Granger, give me my wand, or we are all going to die,” Draco yelled to her. Hermione hesitated, could she trust him? “Granger,” Draco called out more worriedly. “Hermione please…” He said and Hermione looked at him and nodded.

Relief shown in his face as she tossed him his wand. She then turned towards her men and away from him.

“We fight the Death Eaters first,” Hermione growled to her men and the nodded. “Good, now let’s get through this and we’ll be home soon.”

Hermione stood next to Draco as all the men prepared themselves for the oncoming ship. Everyone tensed, waiting. The Death Eater ship drew closer and Hermione took a deep breath… When she looked towards the ship, she gasped in surprise. There, at the bow of the ship was…

a/n Ok, tell me what you think. Tell me who you think is on the boat! I’ll update soon!

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