A/N: Sequel to Possessed! I hope this one will live up to the standards of the first story. I give a special shout out to author: shadowontherun who suggested a sequel and was a huge inspiration in helping to create the plot. THANK YOU SO MUCH. xoxoxo. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Draco wound a curl of Hermione's hair round his finger as they sat by the lake, right in the spot where they had first begun. The spot where they had had their first relationship fight, the spot where they had sat after declaring themselves as boyfriend and girlfriend and the spot where they sat almost every evening since. Free from the bustle of school life and free to do what they pleased, they could relax and just be together. Although it had only been two weeks since the events which had brought them together, it could have been years. It had been a huge impact on school life when they would sit together, be seen sharing a brief kiss in the corridors or anything related with them being together really. It was never something that had been thought of. Gryffindor and Slytherin together, muggle born and pureblood, as attached to each other as any brother and sister would be.

As far as their friends' reactions had gone, everyone was at least a little bit angry, even if they didn't always show it. Harry had had a minor outburst on the day after finding out, but nothing serious. Ron still wasn't happy in the slightest and was probably the angriest person in the school because of his best friend's relationship with long-time enemy Slytherin. His and Hermione's arguments would always lead back to the fact that Ron had the emotional range of a teaspoon, and therefore had the inability to be happy for Hermione because he was currently angry. Pansy was in a condition of mental breakdown, which was to be expected considering she was now 'dumped' for a Gryffindor. Draco had tried numerous times to explain to her that she hadn't been his girlfriend in the first place, but to no avail. He had no choice but to leave her to stew in her own emotional turmoil. Blaise seemed surprisingly...normal. But he was indifferent most of the time anyway. Crabbe and Goyle were as thick as ever, and were fired from position of Draco's 'bodyguards' when Draco found them taunting Hermione.

The obvious was to be expected from the houses as a whole. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw seemed unconcerned, considering it wasn't anyone in their houses that were affected. If anything, they were just bewildered by what had happened. Slytherin and Gryffindor became bigger rivals than before, if that were possible. The Slytherins blamed the Gryffindors for turning Draco over to their side, and the Gryffindors blamed the Slytherins for turning Hermione over to their side. There would never be a time when everyone would be happy. But that was life.

Today had been the average kind of day, sitting beside each other in lessons, Ron having a miniature seizure when he saw the two kissing, evening beside the lake. What could be better? Oh, Ron not having a seizure would be better. But that was his fault anyway.

* * *

When dinner came round, Draco and Hermione climbed back up to the castle. Draco wrapped his arm round Hermione's shoulders and pulled her close. Hermione put her arm round Draco's waist.

"So you like your new ring?" Hermione asked, glancing at the shiny new silver on his finger. It had a thick silver rim and an elevated silver pattern of two snakes; their jaws open on a sun with a diamond in the middle. The inside was a worn black colour.

"It's perfect. I love it," he replied, placing a kiss on Hermione's forehead.

Once inside the castle, they split ways at the huge oak doors to the Great Hall. Hermione sat next to Ron. No matter how much he hated her being with Draco, he still allowed her to sit next to him.

"Hi Ron."

"Hi," he replied bluntly.

"Hey, do you want a chocolate?" Hermione smiled.

"Why not?"

Hermione brought a chocolate from her pocket and handed it to Ron. Placing it in his mouth he chewed and began nodding. "That's good."

"Oh good, Draco gave them to me," Hermione smiled.

Ron's jaw movement immediately stopped as he processed the information. His eyes narrowed.

"You know, you've really got a mean streak," Ron replied while trying to remove the chocolate from his mouth with a napkin, reluctantly swallowing the remnants, "What's happened? He's rubbing off on you."

"No he's not; I just want you to be able to accept that Draco and I are together."

"What, by feeding me chocolate that he gave you?"

"Ok, maybe not, but my point still stands. Why won't you give him a chance?"

"Because he's our enemy, he always has, he always should be. You want me to change my mind when he's discriminated my family for years, and yours come to mention it?"

"Well, one, he's your enemy," Hermione prodded his chest gently, "not mine, and two, yes, I want you to ask him whether you can be friends."

Ron spluttered, "Are you insane? Why would I want to be friends with him? The fact that you're his girlfriend is bad enough, I'm not asking him. He'd have to apologise first, and properly, seriously, no joke. I'm not even sure I could do it after that, but I would like to hear him say it."

Hermione nodded, "Right then, be right back." She stood from her seat and started towards the Slytherin table.

"Hermione! Come back!" Ron tried to keep his voice low.

"You wanted an apology, you're gonna get one," Hermione replied with a shrug.

Ron rolled his eyes. Why did he say that? It wasn't as if he was going to forgive Malfoy, ever. So why did he even mention it?

Hermione walked up behind Draco and tapped him on the shoulder, bending over and whispering in his ear when he turned his head.

"Ronald would like to hear an apology for all the things that happened between you two over the years, would you be able to do that?"

"Weasley wants an apology? He isn't ill is he?"

"I was thinking the same thing, but apparently he'd appreciate it."

"I'm not sure; I don't see him as the kind of person who would actually forgive me even if I said it." Draco looked over at Ron, who was slouched over his plate, casting strained glances at him and Hermione.

"For me? I'd like it if he didn't keep having fits when he sees us together. Please?"

"Ehhh, alright," Draco replied a little reluctantly, "Only for you though."

"Do I have to call him Ron?"

Hermione laughed. "It would probably be a good start."

Draco's expression turned to one of displeasure, but he got up from his seat anyway.

"If he doesn't forgive me, I'm not doing it again," Draco warned.

"Ok, fine," Hermione agreed. She took his hand and led him to the Gryffindor table. As they approached, Ron glanced at them nervously before resuming staring at his dinner. Draco paused in step, but Hermione urged him on.

"Go on, he won't bite."

"I'm not scared of him Hermione. It's just a weird situation."

"Sorry."

Draco awkwardly crouched on his haunches just beside Ron.

"So, um, We-Ron," he corrected.

Ron froze before turning to Draco. "I'm sorry?"

"Ron," he repeated.

Ron just stared. Not once in his whole life at Hogwarts did he ever think that he would hear that word come from Draco Malfoy's mouth.

Draco continued, "I'd like to apologize for the way I treated you and your family, since the very beginning. Can we start again? Wipe the slate clean, y'know." He looked extremely uncomfortable, shifting his weight onto the other leg every few moments.

Ron just sat there, bewildered. "Malfoy, um-"

"Oh come on, I called you Ron, can you at least try and call me Draco?"

Ron looked up at Hermione helplessly, petrified, as if to say, who the hell is this?

Hermione nodded down at Draco encouragingly.

Ron shifted his gaze back to Draco again. His mouth opened and closed like a fish. Draco raised his eyebrows, waiting for Ron's reply. Ron finally managed to make sound come from his mouth.

"Um, you're apologizing..."

"It seems that way doesn't it?" Draco replied. He had to restrain himself from adding Weaslebee to the end of the sentence. It was just habit. Habits were hard to break.

"O...kay. Apology....accepted?" Ron mumbled slowly.

"That would be nice."

Ron nodded, swallowing hard.

Draco narrowed his eyes, waiting for something more, but when nothing did, he rose and turned his back on Ron, looking around before resting his gaze on Hermione.

"Apology."

"Thank you," Hermione smiled.

She stood on her tippy toes and kissed his cheek.

"Can I go now?"

"Of course," Hermione laughed.

She let Draco go back to his own table before looking back at Ron, who was still in shock. She grinned and rolled her eyes, taking her seat back.

"He...he apologized. He actually apologized....bloody hell."

"Yes Ronald, he did," Hermione replied, "Told you he's changed. And I thought you said you wouldn't be able to forgive him?"

"But....I didn't think he'd actually apologize....bloody hell," he said, staring into the distance. Suddenly looking around, he began speaking in the high pitched voice he usually used when he was scared, "Where's Harry? He needs to hear about this!"

As if he heard, Harry walked in through the doors and sat next to Ron, taking in his appearance in confusion.

"What's happened?" he asked as Ron's mouth began opening and closing again.

"Y-y-you missed it!" Ron cried.

Harry narrowed his eyes, "Missed what?"

Ron only made strange noises, so Harry looked to Hermione for enlightenment, but she only smiled as she forked a square of potato and put it in her mouth.

Harry raised an eyebrow, looking back at Ron.

"Malfoy! He - he came over right - "

Harry nodded slowly, waiting for Ron to continue.

"He...apologized," Ron said, moving his face closer to Harry.

Harry's brow crumpled, "I'm sorry?"

"Exactly!" Ron cried.

"Apologized for what, exactly?"

"Everything!"

"Ron, are you alright? You aren't finally feeling the effects of eating three times your own weight each day are you?"

Hermione laughed from behind Ron.

"Am I alright? Don't you mean, is Malfoy alright?" Ron whimpered.

Harry looked over at Malfoy suspiciously.

"Are you sure? You're not just really drunk?" Harry asked, finding it hard to believe Ron's story.

"Of course not! He said sorry, right to my face!" Ron confirmed.

Hermione found it funny to watch Ron descend into madness, all because someone said sorry to him. Imagine the fun she'd have if she could get Draco to ask him to be his friend...

"Is this true Hermione?" Harry turned to her.

Hermione smiled, "Yup, do you want an apology as well?"

"I'll....I'll be fine," he replied, looking a bit lost.

* * *

Returning to the common room, Ron and Harry were still in shock. How long did it take for them to get over it? Hermione sat back into the big armchair by the fire and curled up, hugging her legs.

"What did you do to him Hermione?" Ron asked after sitting on the couch and thinking for a moment.

"It wasn't me; I didn't make him change."

"Well, you must have done something," Ron insisted, "Malfoy was a git before....and I can't believe I'm saying this....he was nice."

Hermione yawned and snuggled her head into the soft fabric, shutting her eyes, "What the observant person you are."

"But-"

"Just shut up now Ron, we'll talk again tomorrow."

"Hermione this is seri-" But Hermione was already fast asleep. Ron sighed heavily. He nudged Harry.

"I'm going to bed."

"Yeah, I will in a minute."

"Night."

Harry nodded while staring into the fire. Funny how one thing could have such a big impact. Now he really knew the meaning of 'expect the unexpected.' Unexpected was a bit of an understatement.

A/N: What do you think??? Please reveal you thoughts to me, I'm not a mind reader :P