Starring up at Draco she shook her head. She'd just kissed her best friend. She'd just kissed her best friend and loved it! This wasn't how it went. When best friends dated everything changed. What if they were to get into a fight or break up, how could they remain friends? What would her friends say, or his? She was Gryffindor, and he was Slytherin, just one of the many differences that had always made people wonder what they saw in each other. And yet as much as she was worried, this just felt right, like everything in life they'd shared had been leading up to this. Feeling the warmth spreading through her body from the heated Dragon mark she knew. This was what their odd connection had been about. It was why they could sometimes read each other's thoughts, share emotions, and dreams.

"What are we going to do?" She whispered, as he shook his head obviously not worried about anyone else. But then again he never did. It was what made him Slytherin.

Interrupted by the sound of his Mother calling them in she allowed him to take her hand in his as they headed back to the beach home both were sharing. Catching the disapproval on Angelina's face when she saw the entwined fingers she knew it was just the beginning.

"What was that about tonight?" Ang asked as they laid in bed in the room they were sharing.

"What do you mean?"

"Holding hands? That's a new development," She said making her sigh. How could she explain to her exactly what it felt like. It was like Draco was more than just her best friend, he was a part of her. The way George was a part of Fred, she couldn't cut ties with him if she wanted to. He was nasty, mean, and at times stood for everything she hated and despised, but she could never give him up. They'd spent the better part of last year fighting, and yet here they were now.

"Come on Ang, we've always been close," She mumbled hoping to shut her up.

"Yeah, and I never understood why still don't …but this is different, I can tell its in the way he looks at you now… like you're his property," She said disgust evident in her tone. Even lying in the dark she knew her sisters full lips would be twisted in an ugly sneer as her brow creased.

Remaining silent she closed her eyes as she mentally counting. No way her stubborn sister would let it drop.

" There's a war coming Korrigan, and we all know what side he's going to be on , what are you going to do then?" She asked brining up the question she herself had been unable to answer. She could never betray Draco, but she also knew her loyalty lied with her house, and her friends.

" I know what side I believe in , even more so than you Angelina, you were the one who got the freedom while I was forced to learn how to be a proper pure blood lady… you remember that," She said silencing her sister with the trump card she rarely pulled out. For some reason in the Johnson household she'd been the only one forced to follow tradition. Whither it was because of her position as the last, or her knack for magic she couldn't say.

"Look Ang, I don't' want to fight okay, when the times comes you know I'm going to be there beside you, let me worry about Draco, haven't I always come through when you needed me?" She asked not above a guilt trip when she was feeling so low herself.

"Even when it was to help you hide your relationship with Fred?" She asked hearing her sister sigh heavily. She'd won this battle but her sister wasn't' ready to concede the war.

Rolling on to her side she felt Draco's concern warming her as she sent back her own reassurance. She'd hold on this for as long as she could, because with war threatening on the horizon, who knew where they'd be soon?

Dreaming of dark days, and fear she slept off and on rising before the sun rose to shower and dress before making her way out on to the deck that overlooked the water. They'd be leaving today and heading back home to prepare for their return to Hog warts . Normally she'd be excited to be going back , but this time was different.

Dreaming that night of Dragon scaled, and flying she was up , showered, and dressed before anyone else in the house had stirred. Making a cup of rose hip tea she curled on to a beach chair on the porch as she watched the sun slowly make its ascent over the crystalline water. It was peaceful out here, the whole summer had been really, And she was loathe to give that up.

Looking up as Draco suddenly appeared a few feet away she patted the chair beside her. They had yet to talk about that evening on the beach, but the look in his green eyes told her everything she needed to know.

"Couldn't' sleep?" He asked as she shook her head.

"Bad dreams again?" he asked easing in to the chair as she nodded. They'd started up right before the first year they'd attended Hog warts and worsened bit by bit as the years went on.

"Remember anything this time?" he asked as she nodded.

"Dark days are coming… faster than we ever thought they would," She whispered shivering as she turned to him tilting her head as she studied him and a comfortable silence fell.

"I meant what I said last night," he said quietly making her turn to him with huge purple eyes. It wasn't' often he talked about his emotions, even with her.

"You're mine, I take care of what's mine, and no one touches what's mine," he said as she looked down and nodded. She wasn't like Angelina, she didn't' fight the system or rebel , especially when it was something she knew to be true. They were laying out the ground ruled.

"And You?" She asked lifting an eyebrow as he scowled. She could turn on the haughty attitude when necessary too. You had to have one to deal with Malfroy and be involved in his world.

"Me? Whose touch have you ever seen me tolerate besides your own?" he asked as she scowled feeling like a bitter taste had entered her mouth and smirked as her face flushed .

"You're jealous, I think I rather like it," he said stealing a kiss as he turned her frown into a sigh.