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Dark clouds moved across the sky as the continuous sound of a sword being sharpened echoed through the forest. Black hair hung down in front of the face as the person concentrated on making the blade pristinely sharp. The fire in front of them crackled as the cool air drifted silently through the night. The warrior looked down at the sword, checked the sharpness and sheathed it behind their back. The dark head looked up when there was a shift in the air close by. Grey eyes greeted the warrior.

"Why are you still out here, Drótt?" the person said as they sat next to her.

"I'm trying to clear my head, Fasta." she said as she closed her eyes breathing in the cool air that surrounded them.

"While you are out here clearing your mind, she's inside not faring so well. She's trying to hide it from me." her friend pointed out. "What happens tomorrow is big, it could bring all this," she motioned to the darkened forest. "To the ground and completely destroy all we know and love. Grái is powerful, many of us will die. It could be your last night and you are out here sharpening your sword."

"It needed to be done," was all the dark haired woman had to offer. Fasta chuckled a little.

"We both know, especially as warriors, that our swords are always sharpened. Especially you, you do it right after every battle. Go to her, Drótt." she looked at her friend who was just nodding her head.

"I thought she might need space to focus on the battle, so she can defeat, Grái." she responded quietly.

"She needs you and you need her. Go. Now." she smiled slightly when her friend jumped up and sprinted towards the main camp that was not far away. Her grey eyes shifted when she heard footsteps, she looked up and met green eyes and smiled. "Wallis." she whispered softly. She took the hand that was being offered and let the love of her life lead them back to their tent.

A fire crackled in front of the brunette, but she didn't see it. Her eyes were closed and she was focusing her energy. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the daggers that were floating just in front of her; she smiled slightly, then let them land gently on the floor in front of her. She stood, but continued to face the fireplace. She heard the footsteps before they even entered the tent, she knew exactly who they belonged to and her smile never faltered. Strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist, then a body pressed against hers. The soft breath on her neck made her close her eyes and tilt her head to the side. Soon soft lips started to make their way across her neck. She turned in the arms and was met with the dark green eyes she loved. She leaned forward softly kissing the forehead in front of her, she sighed closing her eyes and leaned their heads together.

"Aesa," a husky voice whispered.

"Not right now. Right now, just love me." she whispered back. She opened her eyes and looked at the eyes that had darkened. Leaning forward she brought the dark haired woman into a soft kiss that began to get passionate, but not hurried.

Calloused hands slowly ran up and down her back making her tremble and moan softly. Soon those same hands were removing the shift that she wore and were softly running across her body. The strong arms that she loved to be held in, picked her up and gently put her on the bed across for the fireplace. She opened her eyes when the kiss ended. Looking up at the woman in front of her, she moved to the edge of the bed, as the warrior removed her sword and daggers from her back. When that was done the brunette lifted the shirt over the dark-haired woman's head, then she moved to the trousers and removed them as well.

The warrior laid her body over her soul mate's and gently kissed her while her hand slowly trailed down the body below her. Down her stomach to the outside of her right thigh, moving to the inside. She pulled from the kiss and looked into the eyes that she had fallen in love with, while gazing into the loving eyes before her she slowly entered her lover, causing the brunette beneath her to close her eyes and gasp at the touch. Soon those dark brown eyes that burned in the firelight opened and looked into her dark green. Slowly, she made love to the brunette occasionally kissing her softly but always looking into the deep brown eyes that showed love.

"Drótt." the brunette moaned as she climaxed. She looked up into the eyes above her and spoke, "No matter what happens tomorrow, I love you." she said softly kissing the warrior, who just laid down and put her head on the brunette's chest. They spent the night wrapped in each others arms.

"As dawn approaches I get more weary…" the dark-haired woman looked over at the blonde lying next to her, then back up. The blonde moved closer on the bed and put her arm over the warrior's stomach.

"You and Drótt can take care of the foot soldiers and Aesa and I will take care of Grái, Fasta. Plus, you have the rest of the army." the blonde mentioned softly.

"If Aesa goes… we will lose her Wallis." Fasta said worriedly.

"I know, I know." the blonde tried to reassure the warrior by pulling her deeper into her arms. Soon dawn would break and so would the battle.

Dawn broke through the horizon as the two warriors lead their army into the clearing, seeing that the opposing army was moving into formation as well. Drótt turned and faced the individuals before her.

"Today you fight for your existence, you fight for your families, your children, and everyone who you hold dear. Failure is not an option and victory is the only answer. Fight even though you are tired, fight when you think you are about to fall. Sacrifice. Be strong. Be brave. And never lose courage." she shouted to the army. She received several cheers and yells back. Someone sent out a high pitched whistle and the lines began to attack, charging at the enemy.

Soon there were fights spread across the battlefield. Drótt and Fasta easily worked their way through the lines of the enemy soldiers. As Drótt blocked an attacked from the side a sword made contact with her arm slicing through it, she kicked out, knocking the soldier to the ground, as he stood up she plunged her sword into his stomach.

She looked around breathing heavily, she turned and saw Fasta in fight with three guys. Drótt quickly grabbed two daggers, which had serpents wrapping around the handle, from where she carried them on her waist, she flung them towards two of the men who had a hold on Fasta. One lodging in the chest, another in an eye. Fasta just smiled and took the last guy out; she was breathing heavily as she scanned the battlefield and watched the battle unfold, their men easily taking down the opposition. She snapped her heads towards the sound of explosions and they noticed that Aesa and Wallis were trying to get to Grài. The two women easily took down the inexperienced wizards in front of them. Wallis went to work on Grài's minions, while Aesa started to engage Grài.

Drótt felt someone run up behind her, she quickly put her sword up behind her back catching the blade that had tried to come down on her back. Turning she kicked the attacker in the stomach causing them to fall to a knee. They tried to get up so she reached out and grabbed their arm while extending her other hand into the arm forcefully, hearing a sickening crack as the person screamed in agony from the break.

"Stay down, you have already lost." she growled.

"We will never fall." the person growled. Fasta and three other guards came up and stood behind Drótt as they watched the true battle unfold.

"Someone shut him up." Drótt said without turning around. She heard the kick that made contacted with his head and heard the body as he fell unconscious.

Wallis had managed to finish off the minions and took a step back, watching the scene before her as dark clouds swirled above the heads of the two fighters. One dark and one light. She could tell Aesa was tired and so was her opponent. Aesa screamed out as a gash appeared across her face and another one sliced across her arm.

Drótt glanced to her right at Fasta, their eyes connected and it spoke volumes. Fasta's eyes closed briefly and she sighed. Then, she opened them and held her hand out to her friend. Drótt smiled slightly and grasped the hand offered to her at the forearm. She saw the grey eyes glisten with tears. Nodding her head she took off to where her soul mate was battling.

"Be safe, my friend. Goodbye, Drótt." she said softly to herself.

Drótt came up behind the tall figure of Grài and drove a dagger into his side, he screamed in pain and turned to face her, she just gave him a smile. She grabbed another one of her daggers and let it fly, it sunk into his shoulder. Her hand was on her

last dagger, she slowly withdrew it as he met her gaze. As she released her final dagger, he released some kind of energy that sent her flying back, as she landed she tried to get up but couldn't she was in too much pain, she saw a wound where the energy had hit her in the stomach. It wasn't huge, the same as if she was to take a sword. She groaned and let her head drop back to the ground.

"Drótt!" Aesa yelled running over to where her warrior was lying. She looked up and saw that even though Drótt's dagger had hit it's mark, embedded in Grài's eye, he was still standing and had removed the dagger from his eye. He held it tightly in his hand. He looked at Aesa and smirked.

"Aesa, no! You have to fight, go. Please." Drótt pleaded with the brunette.

"Not without you," she said softly. She leaned down and pressed her lips to the ones of her warrior.

"How nice. Goodbye, Aesa." growled the dark wizard. He drew his hand back and threw the dagger at Aesa, she quickly turned towards him and sent a series of spells at him, by the time they reached him, the dagger had plunged into her stomach. The first spell that hit him made his movements freeze briefly, enough for the second to bind him in place, while the final spell hit him; his face froze as arrows pierced him in the stomach and in the center of his chest.

"Aesa," the dark-haired warrior whispered as she put her hand on the dagger. She just nodded her head slightly. Then Drótt pulled the dagger from her lover's stomach and looked at the man who was still standing. "Grài," she called. He looked up and saw a dagger flying at him, he tried to catch it but it split the arrow in his chest in half, lodging in his chest, he fell to his knees. Drótt smirked slightly.

"I love you. We'll see each other again," the brunette whispered moving closer to the dark-haired woman, sighing when arms came around her.

"I love you. I know, see you then." Silence fell over the battlefield, except for the cries coming from the two women standing above their friends. A blonde had her arms wrapped tightly around a bloodied warrior who was crying into her chest loudly.

"We have the world you wished for Aesa, be well." the blonde murmured.

She woke up sweating and breathing heavily, "Hermione!"

The girl looked around and saw that she was in her bedroom, not in the dark corridor she had been dreaming of.

Bloody hell, Granger again? I told you.

Shut up, she told her mind. These fucking dreams have been going on for months!

Face it, you are in love with her.

Oh right, because the fact that she gets killed in my dreams is the key to my love, she sighed.

You care. Is that not enough?

"What the hell do you know? Shut the fuck up." she mumbled out loud, falling back into her bed.

As the train moved away from Platform 9¾, everyone was getting settled for the ride to Hogwarts. Pansy walked down the length of the train towards the cabin she shared with Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy, and Millicent Bulstrode. As she was about to enter, she lifted her head and saw the object of her dreams for the last few months coming towards her with Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and his younger sister, Ginny, who was holding hands with Luna Lovegood. The Slytherin smiled slightly at the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. The group was coming to the cabin directly across for hers.

"Is there a problem, Parkinson?" Ron growled at her.

She laughed softly, "Nothing at all Weasley, carry on with being an asshole." she smiled when she heard the three other people behind him laugh softly.

"Why I-" he started.

"Should what? Learn some manners or be a gentleman instead of an immature, insecure little boy?" she smirked. Everyone turned to Hermione and Ginny when they couldn't hold it in anymore and leaned against each other for support because they were laughing so hard.

"Hey shut it!" he snapped at the two girls.

"I wouldn't do that Weasley. Remember that gentleman thing? I suggest you calm down, don't tell them what to do, and grow up." she instructed as she stepped towards him.

His temper got the best of him and he lashed out. One of the balled up fists that lay at his side made its way towards Pansy's face. She brought up her hand and caught his fist, she started to bend it back and squeeze his hand tightly in a death grip. The sound of bone cracking could be heard.

"Want to try that again, Weasel?" she asked as he whimpered. "Don't ever do that again. Do you understand me?" she asked squeezing his hand tighter and bend it back more, he cried out in pain and quickly nodded, she let his hand go. "Good, now go get that hand checked, I do believe I might have broken it." she said nonchalantly. Ron just whimpered in pain and looked at his friends and sister.

"You deserved it Ronald, so don't even try and make us feel sorry." Ginny sighed as she opened the door and walked inside followed by Luna who grinned at Pansy.

"Go get the hand checked Ron, right now." Harry said.

Before walking away the redhead threw another glare at the Slytherin. Harry watched him go, nodded his head to Pansy then stepped inside the cabin.

Pansy looked at Hermione who was looking at her with an unreadable expression. She opened her mouth to talk but then quickly shut it. Hermione raised an eyebrow at her in question, but turned towards the cabin after Pansy just kept looking at her. She stepped inside and looked at Pansy through the window and smiled. Pansy blinked in confusion then smiled back, while her heart started rapidly beating in her chest. She turned and entered her own cabin.

"What took you so long?" Draco asked as she sat down across from him.

"Weasley was being an idiot. I think I broke his hand." she laughed softly.

"Why exactly did you do that?" Millicent asked from beside her.

"He tried to punch me." Pansy responded leaning back.

"Oh." was all that was given in response.

"Wake me, when we get there." she said closing her eyes.

"Granger, what are you doing down here?" Pansy asked the Gryffindor as she walked along the dark corridor.

"Hmm, just thinking. Clearing my mind." she responded smiling at the other girl.

They both stopped when they heard a noise come from behind them. A dark figure stepped out of the shadows and grinned evilly at them. He raised his hand and sent a spell at the brunette. Pansy scrambled to step in front of the spell, which she blocked. A dagger appeared in her hand and she threw it without a thought, it struck the figure and he disappeared.

"Are you okay?" she asked turning to Hermione.

"Yes, thanks to you." Hermione responded. She stepped up to the girl with black hair and pressed their lips together. The kiss got more passionate before the Slytherin pulled away.

"This isn't-" the brunette cut her off.

"Yes, it is. It's perfect." Hermione whispered then pulled Pansy back in for kiss.

Pansy began to walk the Gryffindor backwards and pushed her against the wall. She pulled back and looked into deep brown eyes, seeing no regret or resistance she began the kiss again. Sliding her hands down to the back of toned thighs, she easily lifting the brunette, who put her legs around the Slytherin's waist.

"Mi." three pairs of eyes looked over at their friend when the name fell from her lips.

Millicent looked at Draco who had a smile forming on his face and then to Blaise who was in shock. She chuckled softly as Pansy moaned the name again.

"Granger, huh? She's not so bad looking." Millicent quipped.

"Yes, at least some of us weren't sneaking around with someone all summer." Draco said looking at the dark-haired girl.

"I have no idea what you are talking about Drake." she said quickly. She had started off her summer in Australia with Pansy, then she left for France. A family thing is what she claimed, but her friends knew she was seeing someone, they also knew that, in time, she would tell them who it was.

"Well, I suppose that's better than sleeping your way through your summer break, right Blaise?"

"Hey, I wasn't that bad." the boy defended.

"No, not at all. Let's see there was that guy in the club our first night in Canada. Then let's see, Aiden, Steve, and Joseph, the next three days we were there," the blonde stopped to think for a minute. "Then there was Rick, Brad, and Juan in California, then when we got stuck in Ohio there was John, Adam, and Sean. Do I need to go on?" Draco asked raising an eyebrow. Blaise just snuck lower in his seat and mumbled that Draco should shut up.

"You guys got stuck in Ohio? Where is that exactly?" Millicent started to laugh softly.

"Exactly my point, it's farmland and that's about it except for some cities. It was not pleasant whatsoever." Draco sighed. "Man whore, over here decided that he needed to sleep with all the cute guys he saw, no matter where it was."

Millicent looked out her window and saw they were getting closer to Hogwarts, she leaned over and nudged Pansy.

"Hey Pans, it's time to get up. Sleep well?" she asked when her friend sat up and yawned. Her friend just nodded.

"Nice dreams?" Draco asked. Pansy looked at him strangely for a minute before answering.

"Yes, they were quite nice." she said slowly. More than nice! She didn't die this time, I saved her!

Ha! You did way more than saved her. And you claim you aren't in love with her? Yeah right.

Shut up, did I ask you?

No, but I felt the need to respond to such a wonderful dream. I mean you two did-

Trust me, I know what happened, she grinned. Just stay out of it.

Whatever you say, stud.

"What's that grin for?" Millicent asked her, bringing her out of her daze and internal dialogue.

"Oh nothing Mil, it's just a good day." she said leaning back and closing her eyes.

"Don't fall asleep again." Draco said.

"Trust me, as tempting as that is. I won't." she smirked as she let her head fall back against the seat again.