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.
