Hello, Lovelies! I am in the process of finishing the first three chapters of my rewrite. In the meantime, here is a one-shot to keep you entertained. Hope you enjoy this and I always love your thoughts.

Beta'd by the amazeballs MrBenzedrine and as always my Alpha love goes to thedarklordherself.

I only own my Imagination and in my dreams, Tom Felton

Noises could be heard in an unused classroom as students headed to their common rooms. It was their last night at Hogwarts, and all of the graduating students had planned a going away party for the night before graduation. Being the head students, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger were on board and currently setting everything up in the biggest unused classroom.

"I told you, Granger, we need to tell mother first. We can't just leave without telling someone where we are possibly headed." Draco stopped setting up the beverage table and looked at Hermione.

Hermione rolled her eyes as she lowered her wand, checking to make sure the banner was level. "We already talked about this Draco; she would probably stop us from going." Happy with how the room looked, she turned and walked towards him. Her hands finding his and squeezing gently.

Draco smirked before leaning in and kissing her softly. "You're right, of course. I just want to make sure someone knows where we are going. Now let's go tell McGonagall we are ready."

They walked out of the classroom and locked the door behind them. Both of them smiled as they went to inform the headmistress they were done. "I can't believe we are finished with Hogwarts and that we don't have to be apart after school ends," Hermione said excitedly.

"And I am taking you anywhere you want to go, do you still have the list?" He grabbed her hand and chuckled.

"I have Italy first on the list. Blaise already told us he had a place for us to stay." She grinned and stopped at the door. "I will tell her - you meet me in the classroom in an hour to start the party."

An hour later, Hermione walked into the classroom and grinned. It was her last night here. She would miss it, but she was excited about the future. In the corner, she saw Blaise and Draco whispering, a smirk on Blaise's face and a blush covering Draco's. Making her way over, she flattened her shirt and smiled. "So, what are you picking on him about now?"

Draco glared at Blaise as he laughed. "Nothing. Can we drop it now Zabini? I want to spend time with my girlfriend over a prat of a best friend."

"Hey I just say the truth mate, and you are, indeed, wrapped around her dainty little finger." Blaise winked at Hermione and bowed mockingly. "Hope I see both of you around before you leave - after all, you are using a vacation home of mine."

"You know Draco can't go more than a few days without talking to you. It amazes me that I even passed you on his importance list." Hermione grinned and took Draco's hand, pulling him to the centre of the room. "Dance with me. I want to make our last night here memorable."

Draco looked into her eyes and smiled. "You made every day memorable, love." He placed his hands on her hips and smirked. "I plan on shagging you tonight, in the one place you always wanted to."

Hermione gasped, and a blush crept up her neck. "Under the stars?"

"Yes, I will make sure the tower is warded, and you will be screaming my name all night." Draco grinned cheekily as he kissed down her neck and heard her moan so quiet that only he could hear. "Let's go now; I have been dying to get you out of that skirt all day. They can be without us a few hours."

"But...who will look over the party?" She held back a moan as Draco pulled her close and ran his fingers over her knickers, pressing at her centre.

Draco smirked and looked over his shoulder at Blaise, with a nod of his head, Blaise smirked. "Blaise said he would be the good Prefect and let us run off. Are you ready to go?" He kissed her.

Hermione whimpered as he pressed her centre harder and bit her lip. "Yes, let's go." She allowed him to pull her from the classroom and followed him as they made their way to the astronomy tower. Her knickers already felt damp.

"After you love," He placed a hand on the small of her back as she climbed up the stairs. Draco watched as her hips swayed and bit his lip; he wanted Hermione and only her for as long as he could have her.

Once in the tower, Draco pulled his wand out and warded the door before turning to face her. He loosened his tie and walked towards her, kissing her urgently and pulling her closer to him.

Hermione ran her hand through his hair as he deepened the kiss. His hands went around her waist and pulled her down to the ground with him. Her legs wrapped around Draco's waist, straddling him and causing her skirt to rise up her thighs. "Draco," she moaned as he ran his hands up her legs and kissed down her neck, nibbling at the base of it.

Within minutes both of them were naked, and Draco was leaning over Hermione. His breath was heavy as he thrust into her, causing her to moan and scream when he would hit her favourite spot of pleasure. Hermione pulled him down and kissed him as she arched her back off of the stone floor and shouted his name, her juices covering his cock and running down her pussy. The pressure of his cock being squeezed by her walls caused him to shoot his seed deep inside her.

They both laid on the floor, panting heavily as they looked out the window at the stars and held hands. Hermione's head was laying on his chest, and their fingers were intertwined. "Look, Draco, a shooting star!" Hermione grinned before closing her eyes tight and making a wish.

"What are you doing?" Draco asked as she opened her eyes and smiled.

"Wishing on a shooting star. I can't tell you the wish, or it won't come true."

He looked at her and chuckled lightly. "I hope it was about me." It was the little quirks about her that he loved. Draco couldn't help but feel happy she wanted to travel with him; he loved her and planned on marrying his girl one day.

Hermione smiled at him and kissed him softly. "It will always be about you, Draco Malfoy."