Hi there. :) I`ve been wanting to write a Dramione fic for soo long. This is my first Harry Potter fic so I hope you guys like it! :) Rated M for sexual content.

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Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

June 1999

Hermione has done it all. She was able to destroy Horcruxes, face off with Voldemort, find the love of her life, and graduate Hogwarts. After the war ended, she was the only one from the Golden Trio to come back to school and finish her final year. Both Ron and Harry went to become Aurors without the training they needed. After all, becoming war heroes did have its benefits.

She was proud to say that she conquered almost anything she needed. Being Head Girl wasn't much of an easy job, but was very worthwhile. Though she wasn't able to spend the year with her two best friends, she earned the official title of brightest witch of their age. Hermione even became the Valedictorian of their year.

There was a knock on Hermione's door.

"Who is it?" Hermione called out from the front of her beauty mirror. She was prettying herself up for she had to make a speech about what she learned bla bla bla. Her appearance has completely changed since her first years in Hogwarts. Her once very bushy hair has now turned into a sleek and silky do. She had grown taller by now, even taller than Harry. The body that she had grown into clearly showed that of a healthy seventeen year old, complete with her lean body, not too muscular or too skinny. The large buckteeth she was often teased about was gone now, and a perfect smile replaced it.

This was the last time she will be able to wear her Hogwarts uniform. The red tie was a keeper, but other than that, she really didn't know where else she could wear the sweater and skirt she owned. Hermione was going to miss it.

"Guess who." A very familiar voice replied from the other side. Hermione grinned once she recognized who owned the voice. She rushed to the door and opened it, just to be greeted by none other than –

"Harry!" She shouted as she wrapped her arms around her best friend. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I had a day-off from Auror duties, so I decided to watch my friends graduate." He had a smirk on.

"Where's –"

"Ron?" He tried to hide a grin, but was unsuccessful anyway. "He was too busy."

"Oh." Hermione's voice sank as she looked down on her shoes. Her hopes suddenly went down. She became too disappointed to notice a redhead sneaking up beside her.

"Surprise!" He wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and gave her a small peck on the cheek. "Happy graduation, love."

"Oh Ronald, you came!" She was delighted to see him and entangled her arms in his neck.

"Of course, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I don't cheer the loudest as my girlfriend gives her well-prepared speech?" He kissed her lips which made her smile. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger have been going out ever since their adventure in the Chamber of Secrets.

"This is going to be great." Hermione announced while Ron kissed her again. Harry made gagging sounds which made his friends stop and laugh.

"Yes, it will be." Ron said as he took something from his pocket.


Their graduation had gone by smoothly. There were tears shed and laughter all around. Hermione's speech was a great finale to their year. She somehow summarized everything they've went through and even promoted house unity.

Gryffindors are the bravest. Ravenclaws are the most diligent people you would know. Hufflepuffs are the most loyal friends you can have. While the Slytherins would help you on your conquest for glory. But in my journey here in Hogwarts, I've learned that people here are much more than just these stereotypes. I know of some students that prove otherwise. All of us fought for a common cause in the last war. Though others have been misunderstood, we must know that generalization is not really applicable to everybody. It pays to be unique. It pays to step out from our own comfort zones.

That is what we learn in Hogwarts, to be your own person and learn to become great individuals. All the lessons in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, or Transfiguration bring us to this point. Our future as the next generation of witches and wizards. The witches and wizards who will continue fighting for a common cause, whether you're a Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, or Slytherin.

Now was the time for their graduation party. The graduating class gathered together beside the black lake with a bonfire set up. The students from the sixth year were also allowed to celebrate with them. Currently, the students were clustered around Harry and Ron, whom they haven't seen for a year. They kept asking them of stories about their job and what they were tasked to do, now that Voldemort's gone.

Hermione was looking from afar while she was on top of a small hill as she needed some space from all the hugs she was crushed into after they had finally graduated. She needed some time alone as she gained composure and tried her best not to cry. She had to admit, she was indeed going to miss Hogwarts. Hermione spent almost her whole life in the castle. How could she just abandon it now?

While deep in her thoughts, a certain Gryffindor went to Hermione and hugged her tightly, surprising her. When she was finally able to turn around to see who the person was, she saw none other than Lavender Brown, the girl she hated ever since their sixth year, when she snogged none other than Ron Weasley.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Hermione looked at her with a confused face.

The girl in question had a small, embarrassed smile. "Well, you see. It's already the end of our time here in Hogwarts. And I wanted to apologize for ruining your friendship with Won-won."

Won-won? Hermione raised her eyebrow. Since when did she start calling him Won-won again? Lavender took her silence as an agreement to their so-called friendship. "Oh look at him now, strutting with all his handsomeness. I wonder who it would be dating an Auror."

Hermione was appalled. How dare she speak about him like that when they weren't even how they used to be? She was about to speak up her mind when Lavender began to sprint down the hill towards the bonfire.

She watched as Lavender tried her best to throw herself at Ron but failed miserably. Hermione snickered. If Lavender thinks Ron would leave Hermione for her, she was mistaken. She was so proud of the boy she loves. Hermione still believes Ron is a boy, not a man yet. He still has to mature.

Wow, that Lavender won't give up would she? Hermione tried her best to keep her self-control intact as she fought against her gut to run towards the girl and slap the hell out of her for flirting with Ron. She couldn't help but feel jealous, somehow. "That bitch." She growled.

A chuckle echoed from the shadows. The sound surprised the young witch as she shifted her position to easily be able to grab unto her wand. She got her hex ready just in case somebody wanted to harm her.

Footsteps.

The person was coming from behind her. She turned around and squint her eyes to see who was sneaking up to her. "Who's there?" Hermione tried to hide the shakiness of her voice.

"Chill, Granger. It's just me." She breathed a sigh of relief. She could recognize this voice anywhere. This was the certain person who taunted her for six years in Hogwarts, calling her different derogative names and insulting her intelligence.

"Malfoy." There was a hint of danger in her voice. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be out there, shagging some random chick like you usually do?"

"Ouch." He faked distress as he finally stepped out of the shadow. A tall, lean man stood out under the moonlight. The moon made his blonde hair shine incredibly and illuminated his pale skin. He had his usual black suit on, but the topmost buttons were opened, making him look cool and casual. Hermione didn't know she was holding her breath until she badly needed air. Seeing as he affected her that way, Draco smirked.

"So?" Hermione raised one eyebrow.

"So what?"

"You didn't answer my question."

"I`m not obligated to answer your question, you know." He said with a cold voice.

Taken aback, Hermione started to walk away until Draco grabbed a hold of her sleeve. "Let go." She threatened.

"Or else what?" He had fun playing with her. Draco closed the space between them leaving their faces only inches apart. Hermione was mesmerized by those stunning grey orbs Draco owned. They were staring into each others' eyes.

She could've sworn something was about to happen if not for the scream from that came from the students around the bonfire. This brought Hermione back to her senses. She cleared her throat and backed away.

"Well, that was awkward." Draco stated the obvious as he looked around, scratching his head. He couldn't hide the slight blush in his cheeks which Hermione made sure to take a note of. How often would you see a Malfoy blushing anyway?

They were doing their best not to look at each other, as both tried their best to focus on other things besides the person in front of them. Each had thoughts rushing in their heads, it made Hermione annoyed with herself. Of all things, she didn't want to lose things to say in front of Malfoy. Draco freaking Malfoy, of all people!

"So…" Hermione tried to break the silence. She didn't want to end things with other people on a bad note. "What are your plans after Hogwarts?"

There was a formality in their conversation. But at least Hermione wasn't boring herself to death.

"Well, I plan to take over my family's business completely. I am the only heir to it, anyway." Draco answered casually. There wasn't disgust in his voice, unlike that of the previous times they had spent their times together. Actually, they never really had a decent conversation either. Usually, both of them were throwing insult after insult at each other. Good to now they're trying their best to act civilized.

"Well good luck on that." She told him truthfully.

Silence.

Again.

"Uhm, how about you?" He wasn't used to being this silent towards girls, either. Most of the time, he would be very straight to the point, focused on what he really wants to say. Though he may seem as a jerk because of it, at least he doesn't appear weak or submissive to girls. But this was Hermione we're talking about. She wasn't the usual girl we wooed. "Planning on joining Scarhead and Weasel?"

"And I thought you've turned good." She let out a genuine laugh. "Actually, I have no idea yet. Many wizarding institutions are trying to get me to work for them, but I think I'm going to rest a bit. Probably study on what I really would like to do in life."

"Damn Granger, even after graduating, you're still going to study?" He looked at her with an amused face. Something was different about this girl for sure.

"That's me." Hermione joked, raising her shoulders in a proud way. There was silence again. She was getting used to it now. It wasn't as awkward as the first lack of conversation. It was turning into some kind of comfortable silence now. It was as if they were just there to acknowledge the presence of the other. After what seemed like hours, Hermione broke the silence. "Don't you think you're living a very tight and well-planned life?"

"What do you mean?" He asked, but he definitely knew what she meant.

"I mean, it's like everything you do was pre-destined. Like your actions must be this and that precisely."

"Sometimes, I do." Draco answered truthfully. "But I like living at the edge, too."

Hermione gasped as Draco completely closed up the space separating them and grabbed her waist. Slowly and very enticing, Draco crushed his lips to hers. He kissed her full on the mouth with such passion. She moaned as his lips started moving and encouraged her to do the same. She obliged and opened her mouth for him. Once his tongue slipped into her mouth, he held her tighter and his other hand was hooked behind her neck. Hermione, on the other hand, tousled his hair with her hands.

They both fell to the ground when Draco pushed her down. Both groaned in each others' mouths and they deepened their kiss. Hermione and Draco were so caught up with their make-out session that they didn't realize how each other heated up quite fast.

When Draco's hand went down to hold Hermione's chest, she suddenly snapped out of it and saw the gravity of what they were doing. She suddenly pushed Draco away from her body. Saying that Draco was surprised was an understatement, he was so turned on, how could she have possibly stopped?

"Get off me, Malfoy." She said as she violently shoved him away.

"What? Why?"

"I`m engaged!" That sentence seems to have awoken Draco as he stood up and just stared as Hermione, the girl he's secretly loved, walked away from him.


Well, I do hope you like this one. :) I`m looking forward to reviews to see how you guys will react. :D