He loved her.

She loved him.

These secrets were kept until it was to late.

He was a pureblood

she was a mudblood.

He was dark.

She was light.

Their love was forbidden.

They never even told each other.

In her dream she was wearing white.

She said, "Draco, I love you. Please be mine."

He replied with a real true smile, "I love you too Hermione. There is no blood here we can finally be together."

In his dream he was wearing white.

He said, "Hermione, I love you. Please be mine."

She replied with a smile, " I love you too Draco. There is no mudblood, pureblood disputes here we can finally be together."

And that was that the love that was forbidden was now formed and pure.