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So I had this story up before but I took it down edited it, and am now redoing it all together. The first few chapters might sound the same but I changed some things. My plan is to get chapters out every week the latest every otehr week. I will try to keep them all the same length - I am look at around ten pages a chapter I think.

Please, please, please review let me know how you think it is going. Also let me know if you want to see anything happen

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Ch 1.


Two weeks earlier

She dived throwing herself on her stomach seconds before an eerie green light sped just over her head. The brown frizzy strings that hung in her face were evidence that the bun she pushed her hair into didn't stay in place. She pushed the curls out of her face and prepared to strike back. Although as she drew her wand she realized that her opponent was on the ground 'stupefied' Confused she looked around to see who could of helped her.

As much time as she could spare she glanced around that large century old room. She quickly scanned the members of the Order who were currently fighting off death eaters. She found two red blobs and recognized the twins fighting back to back, and then noticed the rest of the older Weasley boys fighting in the opposite corner. She then noticed Dumbledore protecting a fighting Harry while Ron and Luna had three death eaters in a corner. Hermione realized that they were all two far away, and occupied to help her, none of them could of taken down her attacker.

Then she turned around and saw Ginny standing there.

"You ok Hermione?"

"Yeah. Thank..." looking past Ginny, Hermione saw a death eater raise its wand. "Ginny!" She screamed as she herself raised her wand. Before Ginny or herself could do anything about it the death eater lay on the ground dead. Again Hermione realized that every one was too far away to even realize that Ginny almost died. Then she caught it, a glimpse of Ginny's savior... (The only one who could of done it she quickly reasoned). A glance of a black cloak and a flash of pure white hair. She could only ponder for a moment before she was brought back into the present battle. The long night continued on as the fighting and screaming echoed into her mind...

There wasn't suppose to be anyone there, it was suppose to be abandoned. But somehow Voldemort found out that they were coming, or maybe he felt all the other hucrouxes being destroyed. Luckily they were smart enough to portkey the last hucroux to headquarters before the fighting actually began, the idiot death eaters were willing to except the fake that Harry threw back at them.

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"Hermione?"

She frivolously blinked her eyes unaware of where she was.

"Hermione... Mione... you OK? What's wrong?" Harry's voice brought her back to the fact that she was on the Hogwarts Express.

They were going to Hogwarts - their final year. Then they were done. She didn't want to be done, she didn't want to face the world - away from her books, teachers, and best friends. She wasn't afraid of not succeeding, for that she was sure about. No, she was afraid of losing her first true friends. Harry's green eyes were full of worry as he sat before her with his hand on her knee. I like his hand here, it makes me feel warm and tingly she thought before she forced herself to listen to him.

Ron sat there on the bench across from her, frozen, mouth open with a chocolate frog hanging out of it. She wasn't sure if his expression was because she was silently crying, something she hardly does. Or if it was because Harry ( who still had a hand on her knee) was wiping her tears away with his free hand. They (her and Harry) had become really close over the summer, closer then ever before. It was becoming increasingly harder for her to hide the feelings she'd been hiding since 4th year.

"Um.. well yeah I am fine.." she quietly answered him.

"Aw. How precious I could loose my lunch... hmm should have know scum would find scum" Malfoy's smooth voice snapped Hermione out of whatever trance she was still struggling through.

"So Mudblood finally getting what you want form potty? you know I could show you the good stuff.." His smirk was larger then normal and the tension in the room was rising. "What's wrong weasel? can't get enough money to buy the mud - "

"That's enough!" Harry's voice was soft but deathly stern, he stood there with his wand in his outstretched hand.

"Potty be careful that's a big boys toy" you could tell Malfoy was losing his confidence. Harry's eyes shone with power that proved he could defeat Voldemort. Hermione and Ron were both on their feet with their wands out at Harry's side by now.

"Sod off Malfoy" Ron's voice didn't give the same threat Harry's did but that didn't seem to matter at the moment.

"Don't test me" was all Harry said to follow up his friends command. His voice was dark, strong, and command. Malfoy must of caught on cause his pale face got a slight shade whiter.

"Would want to catch any filth" and with that the blond prat walked off with his two body guards.

"Bloody Prat" Ron spat as he opened yet another candy. Before Hermione could reprimand him Harry jumped in with his question.

"What were you thinking about earlier Mione?" all trace of malice was gone from his voice.

"Oh, I was just thinking about the last battle, where we got the last Hocrux"

"Duh, we were there to Mione" Ron spat chocolate at his two best friends as he pointed out the obvious for the most studious of the three.

Feeling quite cross that he thought she needed the obvious pointed out for her, Hermione lashed out and a fight exploded. Before it got too big, Hermione took a deep breath and Harry broke in. "Quit it, you too!"

"Any way," Hermione continued, shooting a glance a Ron. "As I was saying, I am just glad that we got them all and that you weren't one of them" her eyes would not seem to stay in one place. She could not look at him - afraid that he would see all the feelings they held.

"Mione" his voice was only as loud as a whisper, even though he was at Hogwarts for the last six years and spent parts of the last five summers at the Weasley's he was not used to people caring. He hated worrying people, but mostly her. He hated to see her upset or sad or anything, but laughing. If he was honest with himself, there were other emotions that he wanted to see from her - but he has given up on those.

Ever since last year, she became his life. Even Ginny noticed something when they were dating - which was awkward in itself. He knew though he could never let it happen, not that he thought she would want him, She was so amazing why she would want him… She probably wants someone she could plan a future with, not an escape route.

"Mione, I am sorry I worried you. I will live I promise… I can't die - because if I do he will go after you… well everyone I care about." She smiled at his little slip and quickly returned to her book. He loved that smile but was glad she went back to reading he did not know what to do if she asked why he mentioned her separately.

Ron watched with suspicion. It was not that he was jealous; everyone thought he would be, but how could he be. Sure, he liked her a lot - even last year he thought for a while that those feelings were love. However, over the summer he could not help but notice how the two of them took care of each other and how they looked at each other. He knew they were meant to be together and that him and Hermione were only friends, really great and really close friends.

Flash back to the summer - Random Cave - 2nd to last hocrux

"Come on run Mione!" Ron shouted over his shoulder. A huge wolf was chasing them.

The wolf was gaining on Hermione. Harry was in the lead but when he heard

Ron yells he came to a dead halt. Turned around and ran between the female part of the trio

(Who had fallen) and the wild animal. Shouting the killing course at the flesh hungry animal

he turned scooped up the injured girl and ran towards his lanky best friend.

Once they found a cave, Harry put down their injured friend while Ron transfigured up

a couple mats from some rocks. He was getting better at it and he was proud of that.

He looked over in time to see Harry brushing some hair out of the eyes of their unconscious friend.

Latter that night he heard Harry moaning, he knew what was happening - (come on people don't be thinking like that)

he had those nightmares almost twice a week during school. This is the first time it has been this bad on the trip though. " No! no no no not her please anyone else, take me No… NO… Hermione!"

Ron was about to get up to wake his troubled friend until he heard his other best friend.

"Harry,"

She was whispering, as though afraid she would wake him up or something. "Harry I am here

Its ok, no one has me" He saw his dark haired friend wake up and hug her as if she would vanish.

"Mione, I thought, oh Merlin, what would I do with out you"

"Its ok Harry, come on lets get some sleep - we need the rest"

"Please, don't go -I … I need … I need to know you are safe" - Ron kept his eyes closed as he listened to his two best friends. He opened them in time to she Hermione plant a soft kiss on Harry's forehead as he fell asleep in her arms.

(End of flash back)

On Hogwarts Express

No, he was not jealous - he was afraid, afraid they would not need him and he'd be left out and forgotten. "I'll be back - um… The loo, yeah"

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Draco Malfoy turned out of the trio's cabin and started down the thin walkway. His two wanna -be's (Crabbe and Goyle) following behind him. After passing a few compartments, he saw her, his breath caught in his throat although he would never admit it. Hmm this could be perfect… haha I really am the slytherin prince… anyway back to the point Draco, The female weasel is so over protected by that git of a brother and the prat Potter, "She's like a sister to me" prat… Stupid blood traitors…. it is a shame; hmm this would let me smell her hair again NO do not think like that - you want to anger the gits that is all…. Yeah…

Draco refused to think there could be an alternate reason for him wanting to get close to the youngest weasley child. If he did he would never survive the meetings with his father. "here you idiots go get some food" Draco threw some money at his guards and headed off towards the spirited red head.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the girl-who-read-the-diary read…"

"Malfoy, if your git of a fath-" She could not finish her sentence, he rushed at her pushing her against the wall of the train with his broad, solid body.

His voice was a low deep whisper, "Don't you ever talk about my father like that you - muggle loving disgrace…" She tried to fight him off but his hands found her wrist and held them against the wall by her head.

She was confused at this point - Did Malfoy just say Muggle and not Mudblood?"

She was knocked out of her thoughts when she felt his hot breath on her ear. She tried hard to control her breathing as she mentally slapped herself for the images she was creating in her head.

"It's a shame Imamalfoy" it was so soft and his voice so heavy that she could hardly hear it. Hardly make out the words - but she got some of it. Enough of it.

She hated that she could not stop the Goosebumps from rising on her arms, she hoped her eyes did not give her away as she studied his face. Each of them staring at each other only air could pass between them now. As much as she hated him, or was suppose to hate him , as much as her family hated him, she hated herself more. She hated that she agreed with the female population, agreed that he was attractive in every sense of the word. Urgh, come on girl pull your self together its malfoy - your father would disown you, who knows what your brothers would do".

She went back to studying his face - his features were stern yet soft looking, He was handsome and his eyes asked for - no demanded respect. As he started leaning in she could not help but let her eyes travel to his lips, the one spot she refused to look at before.

She could feel everywhere that his body touched hers, sparks were shooting all over. Unknown to her he felt it to, the heat from her small hands, the feel of her leg against his - although he was strictly in the land of denial.

Luckily or maybe not, that was when her over protective brother decided to come into the hall in search for the loo…

"The loo, yeah" she could hear her brothers loud voice but could not turn to see him frozen in the hallway with his hand on the compartment door.

"WHAT THE BLOODY!……..MALFOY. GET. YOUR. BLOODY. PAWS. OFF. MY. LITTLE. SISTER…" Ron's face was turning as red as his hair. At hearing his out burst Harry and Hermione came to the door and automatically grabbed his arms to keep him still. Malfoy was knocked out of the trance him and Ginny were stuck in when he heard that sorry excuse of a wizard that was her brother. He hid his flustered feelings and put on his biggest smirk.

"Don't worry Weasel, not doing anything any girl wouldn't dream of me doing to them." At this Ron broke free from his two friends, forgetting he had a wand started running towards Malfoy. Ginny knew her brother would kill Malfoy - well more likely be killed by Malfoy. Either way she knew if she did not do something, he would be sent home right when they got to school. She did the first thing that popped into her head. She closed her eyes and pushed herself off the wall (she just realized that although Malfoy dropped her wrists she had not moved yet.) Forcing tears into her eyes she let them pour down her cheeks

"YOUR GOING TO DIE YOU BLOODY FERRET!" Ron was getting closer now.

With a look at Malfoy, who seemed … almost remorseful at her tears…. no, I am imagining things… She ran to her brother, right into his chest forcing him to stop. He awkwardly patted her back as his attention went from Malfoy to her. His eyes in an instant went from being filled with fire to full of compassion. No one could calm him down like this except for Ginny. The bond they shared of being the youngest kept them that close. Malfoy (who could not figure out what the feeling in his gut was exactly) took this as his cue to leave.

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Ron smashed his fist on the bench cushion as Ginny finished telling the threesome everything, well almost everything that happened in the hallway. "You will never go anywhere with out me or Harry, you hear me" she could see the pleading in her brothers eyes.

"Ron - "she shook her head "don't worry about -

"Don't Worry! - GIN - He wants to Bloody shag you" Ron was turning red again

Hermione jumped at Ron's blunt outburst and grabbed on to Harry who was sitting at a very non-platonic closeness to her. He looked down at the shorter girl with a tenderness he never showed any other human, a feeling he felt safe only showing her. He gently placed his had over hers and kissed the top of her head.

"RON" Ginny was now standing… "Don't be ridiculous he doesn't want to … I mean look at me. Oh… Bloody Hell…"

"Genera" Hermione switched into mother mode

"Ron" Ginny said looking at her brother

"Harry?" Ron was pleading for help

"Herm…" Harry started but was cut off by her look

"Harry" It was one of those 'don't you dare go against me' 'harries'

"Umm, Gin" Harry was trying not to upset people any more then they were.

"URGH! RON." Ginny put a hand on her brother's broad shoulder. "Ron" she said more calmly "He was just trying to upset you - he doesn't want anything from me… I can take care of my self - give the six brothers who raised me some credit." At this every one laughed. With that, she headed towards the door.

"wh…where are you going?" Ron asked a little hesitant at what his sister might curse him with.

Trying not to sound to upset at his protectiveness she put on a smile "Ron, I am going to the loo - now mind your own business" With that she was gone leaving the three of them with worried expressions on their faces.

"Mom will kill me if anything happens to her," Ron whispered to no one in particular,

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The ceiling in the great hall was sprinkled with stars, mimicking the beautiful night sky that was out side the castle's walls. Ginny sat down next to Hermione at the Gryffindor table. Across from her sat Ron and Harry. They started aimlessly talking about how hard this year would be and how weird it would be for Ginny next year.

Ginny became extremely close to the trio since her fourth year. Sure she wants as close to them as they were to each other but she fit in there perfectly. After her and Harry tried dating her fifth year and they realized they were more like family, and she became even closer to the trio. It was obvious to her and almost every one else ( minus the two people closest to him) that his heart belonged to some one else - that perhaps it always did. Although Ginny doubted he was ready to admit that yet.

Although she had her own friends, in her own year, she loved hanging out with the three people she was now staring at. Hermione was that sister Ginny always hoped to get, the sister she kinda wished Ron was. Not that she would honestly trade Ron in for a sister, besides Charlie she was the closest with Ron.

The sorting hat was finishing up with "Trent, Zabini" … "Slytherin" …

"Nicole Zinx"… "Hufflepuff".. Applause could be heard all around the great hall, of course a little quieter by the slytherin's table. Ginny looked over Harry's shoulder towards the quieter table and caught a pair of silver mist eyes. They both were again brought out of their daze by Albus Dumbledore's loud , strong voice. "Welcome to another year…. I hope this year brings us closer to inter - house unity and acceptance" The twinkle in his eye was bright enough to be seen by every student.

The nerves of every witch and wizard stood on end - all knowing that Dumbledore somehow, some way, knew something was going to happen that year. It didn't help that He stared pointedly at the Gryffindor table and then lifted his eyes only to have them land on the Slytherin table. A young witch with bright red hair and a young man with white blonde hair both got a nervous feeling inside their stomach and down their spine.

He knows they both simultaneously thought.

Stupid old fool - thinks that people are going to 'accept' each other. Ha - even if I am not happy about it I am still a Malfoy, my father would kill me… worse he would kill her……Draco played with his food refusing to lift his eyes - he knew where they would land.

Oh my, Oh my, Oh my, How could he know what I feel, I don't even fully understand it.. OH what if he tells mom….. No he would never do that… Yikes my brothers would kill him Ginny's face scrunched up in fear and concentration. A soft small hand patted her arm.

"Gin, Ginny are you ok?" Hermione's voice was soft as not to get the attention of the males that were currently stuffing their faces.

"huh? Oh yeah just thinking" she figured Hermione would be the safest person to ask. "Hey what do you think Dumbledore meant by that?"

"Oh.. Well.." The look that she always gets when solving a puzzle entered the smart girls eyes. "I think he was trying to tell certain people not to fight things and just accept them as they come." Seeing her younger friend's troubled face Hermione quickly added "You know like Malfoy, Ron and Harry"

"Oh ok.. Yeah Lets go to our dorm I am so tired"…. At this Ginny grabbed Hermione's hand and they raced off to the dorms. Happy that they had time to catch up since Hermione spent a summer with two boys (looking for pieces of Voldy's soul) she needed her girl time. The two boys they left at the table noticed their absence just in time to see them race out the door right past a tall well built figure with bleach white hair.

"I smear Hermy.." Ron swallowed "if that ferret lays a finger on Ginny I will get all my brothers before I go after him, his pretty face won't be pretty anymore." With a nod from Harry, Ron continued stuffing food into his large mouth.

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Draco saw the two girls rush past him, smiles lighting their faces.. He hated the fact that he was a Malfoy, that he had Lucius as a father. Why? He often wondered why he couldn't have riches and dare he say it love

He didn't really know for sure what love was - but he knew something if he didn't hurry he'd be late for his meeting. He knew he was just a pawn but it was a meeting he had to go to.

With that he covered his left arm and left the great hall.