McGonagall instructed them to form a circle around her, each one on either side of her and their arms clutching to the elbows of the other. She seized a broad book, its cover looking quite evil and dark.

"The darkening power of fiery taboo rising…" McGonagall began, the room instantly darkening by the hushed 'whoosh' of the candles' flames being sucked away.

"The two sides commence a Vow of trust, truth, honesty to one another and another to one through the very souls of the opposite adversaries."

The book began to glow, and thread-like flow of lights began to snake around Draco and Hermione, caressing their bodies and wrapping around their arms.

"One Draconus Lucius Malfoy has whole-heartily agreed to the protection and care to one Hermione Jane Granger."

McGonagall said to the large shine of soul-ish light, dwarfish to Draco's size of five-foot-eleven, and had thin arm-like threads of light over his own, its 'hands' over his wrists.

"Mister Malfoy, do you not agree whole-heartily?"

Draco looked at Hermione and said. "Yes, I, Draconus Lucius Malfoy, agree whole-heartily under my own will and soul that I will protect and care for one Hermione Jane Granger."

McGonagall smiled severely, and turned to Hermione.

"One Hermione Jane Granger has whole-heartily agreed to the healing and care to one Draconus Lucius Malfoy." She said to the shine of soul-ish thread enveloping Hermione in it's lean, yet lofty and substantial form, it's hand-like light gripped Hermione's gently.

"Miss Granger, do you not agree whole-heartily?"

She stared at Draco and spoke aloud, "Yes, I, Hermione Jane Granger, agree whole-heartily under my own will and soul that I will heal and care for one Draconus Lucius Malfoy."

McGonagall snapped the book shut, light still emitting from it. "Then, your fates are conserved! Knowing that if you were to fail your duties to each other, you were to die, and the other lay half-dead, state the words of the seal."

Draco and Hermione felt the light souls become just a bit firmer on their grasps and pressed against their backs more. Both looked each other in the eye and recited:

"Dimidium Animus Eximo Infragilis Voveo Reus Colligo Inimicus!"

The lights became much more firmer, like flesh. "Now, you have split your soul, using the truest and purest White magic!" The flesh creatures gained color.

"You both now have half of the other's soul!"

Draco's eyes widened as he turned around to see Hermione in a white flowing dress, smiling almost lovingly at him her arms stretching out, as if to hug him.

Hermione turned around and saw Draco, in a loose white button-down shirt only using one button to close the shirt , and wearing white slacks; spreading his arms open in the same fashion as Hermione's soul and smiling just as tenderly.

'Malfoy? Smiling sweetly?' I suppose this would be the only time I'd see that.' Hermione thought.

She turned her head to McGonagall, who was smiling at the souls. She noticed that both of the actual people were staring at her a minute later.

"Ah, yes. Go ahead and step up to them." She said cheerfully.

Draco put up a macho look and took a giant step up to Hermione's soul.

"Hello, my Draconus." She said, her voice angelic and airy. Draco cringed back, appalled by her tone with him.

"Hello, my dearest Hermione." Draco's soul whispered in her ear when she walked hesitantly up. He wrapped his strong arms around her. Hermione squeaked and stood frozen in shock as the soul began to whisper sweet, loving nothings in her ear.

McGonagall chuckled faintly. "You've already split your soul, and it seems your soul already has gotten attached to him." She pointed to the soul, who was gazing at Draco and holding his hand. "Only when you've accepted the soul, can you start. And if you move away from the circle, you'll die, leaving the other with half a soul."

Hermione looked at Draco's soul, it fixed its eyes on hers sadly.

"Hermione, I don't want you to die." It said.

"My Draco, I don't want you to die either." Said Hermione's soul.

"So accept us into you." They said in unison.

Hermione sighed and nodded. "I accept."

Draco rolled his eyes. "I accept."

The souls smiled, sincerely with a hint of mischief.

"Good. My Draco…"Hermione's soul kissed him warmly.

"My love, Hermione." Draco's soul kissed her with a softly burning passion.