Disclaimer, I do not own Harry Potter or his comrades. Lol.

She stood, slowly beginning to move to the music that flowed fluently through the hall. She was smiling, for the first time in what seemed years.

I stood, in disbelief at how much fun she seemed to be having. I knew, it had taken her years to smile that smile again. I was so happy for her.

The death of her beloved had taken such a toll on her body, she had aged way beyond her years, her skin had become slightly wrinkled, her hair slightly untamed, her spirit had sent such mournful energy that pushed everyone away. Luckily for me I stood so far away that she could never push my eyes away.

She danced alone, the song slow, her body fast recovering. The reunion ball held five summers after our graduation held not as many students as it had on our initiation day at Hogwarts twelve years ago. So many had lost their lives. She had lost hers too, sadly, but managed to live through it.

She filled me with hope as I watched, knowing I too could grow stronger, with a little help.

Not a tear stained cheek could be seen on her pretty face. She began drawing people's eyes towards her, all eager to see a recovery, all eager to see something fresh out of the dismal life we had all been living since the savior and the enemy had died by each others cursed words.

If only the curse hadn't been uttered earlier towards Pansy, then maybe Hermione would be dancing with someone as we all watched her smile, looking towards the enchanted ceiling of the Hogwarts hall.

And then a line struck me, as I watched her dancing in her frail state.

'I think I'm falling... '

Cause I remember that song.

Hermione is just like me, we both fell in love with best friends of enemies. Her with Pansy and me with Harry.

So I danced with her, because we were both recovering from mourning, but in that one song, we both began to hold our heads up high.

-FB-

'I think I'm falling,' Harry sung. And I smiled at the sweet words that seemed to flow sunshine strips (1).

And as the song ended, I uttered what I had been thinking for a while. 'I love you Harry Potter.'

-EFB-

And later that evening, we snuck out to watch the stars above us, and for the first time that evening I saw a tear fall down her perfectly made up cheek.

'I know you understand, dear Draco, but I feel so empty, and I know you do to. We both lost love. I just hope that we can stop being so distant and maybe find it once again because they are never coming back. Are they?'

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(1) Sunshine strips are the lines of sunshine that creep through windows and such on a summer's day, and a visible bands of light.