It was the day of the final battle and hermione, by this point was determined, to fight the dark lord and save the lives of those she loved. Ron weasely a long time friend of hers, was madly in love with her and so returned love for him. Draco malfoy by this point was a death eater against his own will by the order of his father Lucias. The night of the final battle Draco stole hermione away at midnight into the dark forest. "Draco, no!" Hermione said removing his fingers that were locked with hers while they ran to the forest. "Shhhh," Draco warned,"they'll see us, come." "Stop!" Hermione stopped. "This whole thing, this idea you have of you and me. It's just... It won't ever work out. I know you had a tough childhood, but trying to run away won't fix it, you're trying to fix your problems, but being unrealistic about wont work." Draco turned around a took hold of hermione's hands "I love you" he whispered low enough for barely even himself to hear. Hermione smiled shyly and leaned in to kiss the man she now realized she loved.
Then pulling away she grinned and replied "I love you" the two sat in the forest, laughing and talking, but through the entire thing one person and one person only it was that she could not get out of her mind, Ron. Had she ever really loved him? She ran this question through her head until she became disi and oblivious to everything around her including Draco. "Hermione?" Draco said awakening her to the real world. "Huh? Oh." Hermione said cluelessly. And it was that moment when she decided wether she loved Ron or not he loved her and no matter how much she loved Draco malfoy they were an impossibility. "So what'd you say? Run away with me?" Draco asked hopefully. Just as hermione was about to agree shamelessly she zapped herself to reality and refused, " like I said and we both very well know you are being unrealistic". Draco stood up "then be my bride." Hermione chuckled and yet again she found herself wanting to say yes, but Ron's gentle voice in her head saying no won yet another battle. "Draco" she said "no."
"So what then? How else can we possibly be together?" Draco asked moving closer to the girl he had fallen for. "That's it, we can't be," hermione replied moving in to kiss Draco then heading off for her house lounge. His eyes, his way of making everything sound so daring and luring, these are the things she loved most about Draco. Yet she knew they could never be, but she still had fallen even more in love with the idea of running away with him, rather than the actual person. And it was this alone, that stopped her. Just then the other man she once thought she loved, but now was not so sure, walked into the room, Ronald weasely. "Hermione," he continued "just in time. Wait until you see what Harry-" hermione interrupted "I really think I'd love it but I've got studying."