Convey

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Summary: When Hermione and Draco reunite at Hogwarts as teachers, what will become of them? Can they learn to put aside their differences and cooperate together in the up-coming war?

Chapter 2

Flashback

"You know I love you, Hermione?" Draco said.

She nodded, her large chocolate eyes wide and a smile on her face, which was rare for her. She brushed a lock of hair behind her ears, and then reached out to touch Draco's face.

Draco stared at the beautiful girl next to him, and then leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. Hermione took this as an opportunity to place her arms around his neck and kiss him passionately on the lips. When they had to stop for a breath, Draco's lips brushed against Hermione's cheek, and she giggled.

He stroked her hair, gently caressing it. He rubbed her wrists, feeling their softness. There was an undeniable silence for the moment.

"I'll never let you go."

End Flashback

The first week of school was hard for Hermione; she had to learn new faces, welcome back old ones, start making up tests, and whatnot. But all in all, she was having fun, and usually had a good time in class.

Draco, however usually started the day off in a sour mood, and some of his younger students had become frightened of him. His students learned a lot, though, and showed a lot of potential.

The end of day bell rang, and Hermione gathered up her stuff while kids shuffled out of her classroom. She was tired, but not as much as she should've been. She'd already deducted points from her own house!

She made her way up to her common room, greeting old faces. Not to her surprise, Draco was just getting in too. She tried to avert his gaze as she walked past him towards her portrait.

"So, how are your classes?" he said.

"Just fine."

"And how are you today?"

"Just fine."

"That's good. Good."

Hermione didn't really have time to be talking to Draco, so she turned away from him and whispered her password. The portrait opened, and she started to make her way inside.

She was stopped, however, by a hand on her arm. She closed her eyes.

"Draco, go away. Just leave me alone. I've no time for –" She couldn't finish because Draco put a finger on her lips.

"Sshhh…"

"Draco," she pleaded.

"We can start again, Hermione. I know it. What happened two years ago was all just puppy love."

She couldn't believe it. "You call that puppy love? We slept – we had – I was – we were inseparable. Then you had to go and hook up with that Ravenclaw."

"Hermione…"

"No, I just can't."

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They avoided each other, speaking only about school-related matters. Hermione was generally in a bad and unhealthy mood all the time now. Draco must be rubbing off on me, she thought.

Dumbledore was his usual bumbling self, often seen walking the corridors, or heard humming to himself with his eyes closed. Hermione often helped him get up from his seat at meals. He was getting older and more frail, she worried.

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Draco was approached at the end of the day by one of his older students, a seventh year named Angelina Domenica. He didn't wonder why as she was failing his class.

"Professor Malfoy, I was just wondering if you could –"

"Change your grade? No. The answer is no."

"But, Professor, the reason I'm failing is because –" she started.

"Why? Tell me one good reason."
"Because I'm in love with you."

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