All of these Dramione's are going to be songfics based off of songs written by Tom Felton.

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-WHEN ANGELS COME-

Draco Malfoy sat with his back to the tree that overlooked the lake on the grounds of Hogwarts. The full moon reflected off of the lake, giving the grounds plenty of light considering the time of night it was. But he didn't mind, and neither did the girl in his arms. This was the only time of night that they could meet each other, and not have to worry about all the other people who would see and what they would think. This was the only time of night that they could be at peace with the world and with the secret love they shared for each other.

A love that would soon be revealed to everybody.

With the Triwizard Tournament in full swing, the Yule Ball was quickly approaching. Everybody was rushing around trying to get dates, some being unsuccessful with getting the person they wanted, and ending up taking somebody else. But Draco didn't have to worry about this, he already had his date.

And so did Hermione Granger.

"Can you believe the Ball is only a week away?" Hermione asked softly, looking up at Draco while her head still rested on his shoulder. Draco looked down at her and smiled, pulling her closer with his arm that wrapped around her back and held her side. Hermione smiled back and grabbed Draco's free hand, entwining her fingers in his, and then glancing back out at the lake. "Only a week until everybody knows about us." She said with a sigh.

"I'm kind of happy about that though." Draco stated casually. "No more secrets. We can finally be together in public instead of hiding it and pretending that we hate each other."

Hermione looked up at Draco and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I know." She said with a smile. "I'm just worried about our friends." She looked back down at their entwined hands and then brought her free hand to them as well, grasping Draco's hand in both of hers. "What will they think?"

"We'll worry about that when the time comes." Draco said kindly, kissing the top of her head. "Right now let's just worry about us." They both sat in silence for a couple minutes, enjoying each other company and the moonlit sky. "I still have to get my dress robes." Draco said, laughing a little at his own procrastination.

Hermione looked up at Draco and smiled, shaking her head slightly with disbelief, and then turning back to the lake. "I still have to get my jewelry and makeup." She said despite herself.

"You don't have to get all dressed up for me, you know." Draco stated, rubbing Hermione's side soothingly with his hand.

"Yes I do." Hermione said, leaning her head closer in on Draco's shoulder. "I want to look like an angel." She whispered.

Draco kindly shook his hand from Hermione's and brought it up to her chin, tilting up her chin so that she was looking up at him. "Hermione, I already love everything about you. I love your lips," He kissed her quickly. "Your skin," He ran his thumb over her cheek. "Your eyes," He looked deeply into her eyes with a smile. "And your hair." He ran his fingers through her hair, letting the curls bounce back once his hand came loose from them.

"Oh, Draco." Hermione said blushing. "I still need to get jewelry and makeup, no matter what you already love on me."

Draco let out a little laugh. "You don't need no touching up Hermione. I don't want anything to cover up your beauty because what God gave you will suit me just fine." Hermione smiled and blushed at his words, turning her head to the side to try and hide it. "And you don't need any diamond rings, necklaces, or bangles either."

"You're too sweet." Hermione said kissing him to hide her growing blush.

"And when you're done getting changed for the Ball, don't even bother looking twice in the mirror."

"Why?" Hermione asked with a growing smile.

"Because you're great from all angles." Hermione just smiled at Draco as he looked at her with seriousness etched in his face. "And you said you wanted to look like an angel?" Draco asked and Hermione nodded. "Well you know what?"

"What?" Hermione said with a laugh, not believing how serious Draco was being.

"When the angels take me from this world that I was born in, I'll tell them that none of them look half as good as my girlfriend in the morning. None of them look half as good as my girl."

Hermione's turned her head away from Draco and looked back out towards the lake. "You don't actually mean that."

"Of course I do." Draco said, sounding offended. He placed his hand back under her chin, forcing her to look at him again. "Wake up my sweetness; you know that it's true." Draco kissed the bridge of her nose before continuing. "That makeup you want so badly was only designed for other girls to try and look like you, the most beautiful piece of art. And you're like a bottomless pit… completely flawless." Hermione kissed Draco. "I'm free falling head over heart, Hermione."

"Me too." Hermione said sweetly.

"And when my days are through, the days that were all for you, and the angels come to take me from this world, I'll tell them that none of them look half as good as my girlfriend in the morning…. None of them look half as good as my girl."

At Draco's words Hermione attached her lips to Draco's running her hands through his hair. They kissed until they each became light headed and couldn't breathe anymore, but when they unattached their lips, they still stayed closely together, Hermione now wrapping her legs over Draco's and leaning on his chest. Draco wrapped his arms around her and held her hand tightly in his, staring down at the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

"When the angles rip my face from this planet, they'll ask me where my heart is and I'll say she has it." Draco said quietly into Hermione's ear. She looked up at him and smiled. Draco pecked her lightly on the lips before smiling at her. "She has it."