Chapter One

Bad news and Proposals.

Hermione Granger stepped into Harry Potter's office. Harry was the Minister of Magic. He looked up, pleased as she entered. His pleasure disappeared as he looked at the parchment he held in his hands

"Hermione... I'm so sorry. Ginny's dead."

Hermine gasped and leaned on the door for support. She shook her head.

"No... Not Ginny."

Harry nodded sadly. "The Dread PIrate Malfoy.. he caught her on the way... You know as well as I do. Malfoy never leaves Gryffindors alive."

(A/N: I am lazy. I really don't feel like drawing this whole intro out too much so we'll just skip a couple of months.)

8 months later

Harry watched Hermione eat. She still wasn't over Ginny and Harry knew she never would be, especially if she ever found out the truth. How Ginny had fought Malfoy in a fight so great that the pyrotechnics alone could have bankrupted a normal bank. How Ginny had known who had sent her forth and why she had died. How GInny's last word was the name of her lover.

Harry decided Hermione needed to stop mourning. "Hermione," he grabbed her hand. "Will you marry me?"

Hermione loked shocked. "I could never love you."

Harry smiled. He had anticipated this and knew how to over come it. "That's alright."

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Malfoy tied the bag to his belt and took the letter his valet held out. He scanned it quickly and smiled grimly. Tucking the parchment into his belt, he strode outside and grabbed his Firebolt. He got on and was preparing to fly off, when a young lady ran up.

"Draco, let me do this!" she gasped.

He shook his head. "Sorry, Firefly, This has to be done right and I won't let you let emotions get in the way."

He started off... and was pulled bodily off his broom. The girl has his cape in her hand and as soon as he was on the ground, she straddled him.

"Listen, Malfoy and listen well. I only have three words for you."

"Really?"

"The Princess Bride."

Draco didn't understand for a moment then he smiled. "Very well, Firefly, I'll set it up. You just have to be in the right place at the right time. You can fight right?"

"Draco, I grew up with six brothers. They taught me well.

Draco grinned. "This should be fun."

(A/N: gee, wonder who the chick is... ;)