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Draco POV

I stared out over the cliff. My breath caught in my throat as the magnificent green dragon leapt from the side of the cliff. I had seen dragons before, but never like this, not in the wild. Some of the other death eaters, Bellatrix included enjoyed keeping them as some sort of tormented pet. The dragon swooped up front of us. The blast of wind almost managed to knock me over. Beside me Hermione fell backwards. I reached out to steady her. The warmth of her skin sent a jolt up my arm, but I kept my eyes down pretending not to take notice.

"Breathtaking aren't they?" She stuttered clearly, taken off guard. I had to fight back the urge to smile. It was so easy to rile her up.

"I have never seen one in person. I didn't realize they were so fast." I glanced off the edge of the cliff. "Now what? Where are the rest of them?"

"This is their breeding ground. Now we have to find a way to get down to the river." My stomach did a somersault. I sure as hell hoped she didn't mean for us to climb down there.

"And exactly how do you plan on us doing that Princess?" I called her by my favorite nickname. She hid it well, but here eye always twitched when I called her that.

"I am going to levitate my way down. "

"Right, well I will leave you too that then." I began digging around in my backpack. I had packed a broom in here. I just needed to find it. The ministry had been kind enough to release me from Azakaban, but they weren't stupid. They hadn't given me back my wand. A fat, I didn't want Granger to be made aware of.

"How do you plan out getting down there?" She raised an eyebrow.

"With this." I finally managed to pull out my broom. It wasn't the latest model, but it would work. Apparently the ministry wasn't keen on me having decent transportation either. I had to take a cab just to get to Charlie's office yesterday morning. If I had a galleon for every time the driver nearly killed us, I would have doubled my father's fortune.

"Care to join me Granger?" I grinned at her as I swung my leg over her broom. The unwelcome image of her pressed up against me as we flew bombarded my mind. I couldn't get that blasted picture of her in the shower out of my head. She even had the cutest tattoo just above the curve of her hip. All night all I could think about was running my tongue over her skin. I shook my head to clear it. Maybe she was right; it had been too long for me. Granger hardly disgusted me anymore. The war and Azkaban had been more than enough to change the error of my ways. Still she was furthest thing my usual type of girl. Maybe it was the heat driving me mental. Right.

"I'll meet you at the river." She flipped her hair over her shoulder before disappearing over the side of the cliff. I sure hoped she knew what she was doing. I kicked off the ground and soared into the air. I began to dive toward the ground below. The rush of air cooled my heated skin. THe tension in my shoulders eased just the slightest bit as I continued to fly leisurely to the ground. By the time I landed, Granger was waiting, her small foot tapped with impatience.

"Now that you have finally landed, we need to scout the area." She ordered.

"On foot? That will take days!"I complained.

"You are the one who signed up for this." She shot back.

"I just think there is a better way to go about this. IF we fly we would be down by sundown." I offered, hoping she would take the bait. I didn't mind walking on foot. I wanted to see if the rumurs of her being sacred witless about flying were true.

Her face visibly paled. "You have got to be kidding me! There is no way I am getting on that thing, least of all with you."

"So the rumors are true. Hermione Granger the magnificent, smartest witch of her age, is afraid of a tiny little broomstick." I taunted her. I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face. Teasing her had to be one of my top five favorite things to do in the world. Right along with goading her. "Don't tell me you are actually sacred."

Her brown eyes flashed amber. "Hardly. I simply don't trust you Malfoy." She spit out my name like it was a dirty word, I didn't care. I was winning.

"Then prove it why don't you?" I held out the broomstick.

"Fine." She snapped. I swung her leg over the broom. Her knuckles were white as she gripped the handle in a steel death grip. I climbed on behind. I was probably closer to her than I needed to be, but the opportunity was just too great to pass up. Salazar, she smelled good. Like parchment, ink and above all cinnamon. I had to force myself to not lean forward and bury my head in her neck. Who was I kidding? She hated me and with good reason. I had changed, but she would never believe that. I wrapped my arms around her, and placed my hands just above hers on the handle.

"Hold on," I whispered in her ear.

She let out a tiny scream as I kicked off. Her hands tightened under mine, if that was even possible. I tried to fly as slowly as possible, but she still refused to relax. She really was scared shitless about flying. Finally Hermione let go of one hand so she could scribble notes as we flew. She was drawing a rough map, marking off the abandoned nests, the ones currently in use, and any dragons if we managed to spot one. Despite their size, they blended in completely with nature. I rose up just a little higher and picked up some speed. The trees started to blur together as we flew over the river. There was a shuddering roar beside us. I realized too late that it's wasn't blur of trees we swept by. I was a full grown, male dragon in the prime of his mating season. And I had just woken him up for a nap.

"Hold on I managed to yell before I swerved away from the blast of fire. The leaves on the trees behind me turned to a pile of dust instantly. The dragon let out another furious roar. I ducked into the trees, hoping to gain the lead. That plan totally backfired. The dragon came roaring through the trees after us. Branches, leaves and twigs rained down on us. The dragon slammed its neck into a particularly large tree. Splinters exploded everywhere as the heavy tree groaned and shifted. The dragon slammed into the tree once more. It creaked as it rushed to us in a swirl of deadly debris. I wrapped my hand around Hermione's waist and somersaulted us in the air. She screamed as we just barely managed to escape the fall out. I lost control of the broom as we ducked. I felt the broom fallout from under me. I tightened my hold on Hermione and hoped we weren't too high up. I tucked her into me. She screamed out a spell to stop our fall, but the ground was coming at us far too fast. I slammed into the earth. I had just enough time to see Hermione fall a few feet from me before the blackness overcame me.