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Chapter 7: 12:30

Hermione came through the portrait of the Fat Lady to see Ron sitting on the couch, as if he had been waiting for her. She just looked at him, and than begin to walk up the stairs to the Girl's Dormitory.

She went to her dresser and pulled out some hip-hugger jeans and a black shirt that had a Gothic Goddess on the back. On the front, in white beautiful cursive writing, it said, 'It's My World. You're Lucky I Let You Live In It'. She went to Lavender's bed and got her Black Converse All Stars with Purple Flames from the heal to the middle of the laces.

Lavender won't mind if I borrow these. She does after all owe me and when she asks me for them later on this morning, I'll know exactly what she owes me for.

Hermione was just about to fix her hair when Krystal began to stir. Hermione quickly left the room with her wand to avoid any questions form the nosy girl who would soon wake up. When she reached the common room, she summoned a full length mirror and after admiring herself, she summoned a brush and begin to brush her hair, in and attempt to make it less bushy. She looked at the Grandfather Clock and saw that it was 12:20. She put her wand in a draw, and after admiring herself in the mirror one more time, she began towards the door. Just as she was about to go through the portrait, Ron called her.

"Where the Bloody Hell do you think you're going after midnight?"

She sighed and turned around.

"First of all. You're certainly not my father so you have no right to ask me a question in such a manner. Second, I'm about to mind my own business. Maybe I can teach you how to do that some time. And Thirdly, Ron, there are twelve months in a year correct?"

He nodded and was about to say something but Hermione continued before he could.

"So, therefore, we have six months to mind our business, and six months to tend to our business. So therefore, we don't have time to worry about everyone else's business. So, if you don't mind, I'm going to continue to mind my own business and tend to it. Tootles."

And with that, she went out the door and ran towards the library as fast as she could.

Draco was surprised to see Hermione running down the Hall. One, Hermione was running down the Hall. Two, she was wearing a hot outfit. And three, she was running towards him. But back to her hot outfit. He was shocked. Never had he seen her in something like that. Her jeans seem to hug every curve of her body perfectly. And the shirt. Black looked damn good on her. Her Converses hit ground, rhythmically, but it wasn't annoying like most tennis shoes were.

Hermione saw that Draco was wearing a black shirt and Black-on-Black Etneys. Damn. He is so fione. Black looks so damn hot on him. Like a mysterious vampire waiting for the right moment to strike and kill. He had on baggy jeans, and his hair was down. Also, he was leaning against the wall.

"You came."

"Yah. Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know I just thought that.."

"Don't Worry. I Trust you. So Where are we going?" She asked him.

He smiled and said "Accio" With that word, his broom appeared out of no where. He looked at her, still smiling.

"Oh No!"

"Why not? Are you scared?" He asked, jokingly.

"Oh course not. But..ha what if we get caught." She smiled, proud of herself.

"If you were worried about getting caught you'd be in the bed asleep."

He was right.

"Oh. Well," she tried to think of any excuse to not get on that broom. "I might fall off." She said, proud with herself.

"You won't. I promise.

He got on the broom and held his hand out to her.

"Draco.. I just don't know. I just-"

"Do you trust me?"

"What?" She asked him, confused.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yah."

"Than come on."

She got on the broom in front of Malfoy, and he wrapped his arms around her to the front of the broom. He kicked off, and Hermione closed her eyes, scared to death. She was amazed she didn't scream as they plummeted strait down. Than, it began to slow down, and all she heard was Draco's breathe behind her. He reached up and pulled her hands away from her face. Than he whispered in her ear, "Open you're eyes."

She did, and what she saw was breathtaking. Tonight was the first phase of the full moon, and the moon was resting right above the middle of the lake, bathing everything in its pale glow. The lake was placid, and looked like the sky was above and below them. He moved to broom a little closer to the surface, and Hermione leaned out to let her hand glide through it, like she were breaking a barrier of peace. And as he moved the broom forward, her hand still in the water, it was even more beautiful. Than, he rose and went through the Forbidden Forest. Even it was more beautiful. A band of unicorns came up and were running right beside them.

Than he whispered to her, "Check this out." and he turned the broom back towards the lake.

When they got there, he took her out to the middle of the lake, right under the moon. After a minute or so, The water began to churn, and spin. Than, it shot strait up and came back down. Hermione realized that they were right in the middle of a band of Unicorns that had been formed by the waters. All the fairies, sprites, the mermaids, other creatures of the lake, and other creatures that lived in the Forest came out to watch. The Water Unicorns began to run, faster and faster. It only lasted a few minutes, but it was magical. The Unicorns slowed down, and as they began to become part of the water again, it seemed as if they were descending into the water. It was beautiful.

Than, Draco took her to the edge and got off the broom and said the word "Oicca" to summon it back to his Room. He took her hand and said, "Come on." She followed him, almost bursting to know what he was going to show her next. They went into the forest, and stood beside a giant tree. In front of them, was a clearing. Fairies, Angels, Animals, and Everything Else danced in the Clearing, to a slow song.

"Where is the Music coming from?"

"It's the wind" he told her.

She watched, transfixed, and he watched her, transfixed. She would look at him, and he'd turn away. Than, the music got a little slower and sweeter. Than, two larger fairies danced in the middle of everything else. Than, Draco cleared his throat behind her, and she turned around. He bowed, and held up his hand. She took it. And he spun her out. She floated on the air. Than he came to her and they began to dance, under the stars, like the fairies and animals around them. Than, the music began to slow, and soon stopped as the couple floated back to the ground. He laced his fingers with hers, and they walked to a tree. He sat down, and she sat down in front of him, and rested her head on his chest. He put his arms around her, and they just layed there for a few minutes.

Than, Draco whispered in her ear, "Hermione, I love you."

She said to him," I love you too Draco."

Than she turned to him and they kissed. Long and passionately. He bit her lower lip, begging for entrance, that she allowed. By this time, they were both on the ground, and she was on top of Draco. Their tongues explored uncharted destinations. Never had either of them felt so happy. Everything melted away. All their fears, and everything that they had worried about.

When the kiss ended, they were each breathing heavily, and Hermione laid down on his chest. They each tried to catch their breathe, and soon, Hermione was asleep on his chest. Draco looked down at her sleeping form, and picked her up. He thought about it, and rose to the window to the Prefect Common Room.

He made his way to the portrait that hung over Hermione's Door. It was a beautiful Lake with flowers and Lily Pads all across it. A broken branch extended across the lake, and on the branch a beautiful Elfian Queen laid. Her hand was extended and her head was rested on it. She was humming an enchanting tune and twirling her other hand over the water. When she noticed Draco, she stood up, and stepped out of the Portrait. He was surprised at her height and her beauty. She had pale skin and a perfect face. She had long white-blonde hair that fell to her knees. "Password Young Boy." Her voice was perfect. And just as he was about to say the password, she touched him, and all other thoughts escaped his mind. And at that moment, that was all he wanted. Her touch.

Than she said smirked and said, "Human, come back when thou hast leaned the password."

And then she went back into the painting, and resumed twirling her fingers in the water and humming, as if Draco had never been there.

Draco took Hermione to his room and laid her on the bed. He was going to leave her here and go to the Slytherin Boys Dormitory, but she wouldn't let him go. "Hermione. Hermione. Come on baby. Let go!" He didn't want her to wake up and he be right there and than have her think the worst. So, he laid down beside her and decided that he would leave as soon as her grip on him loosened. He put on arm around her, and than began to twirl a lock of her hair in his other hand.

I'll Just wait. She'll let go. But, he fell asleep before she did.

Draco woke up to see Hermione in his arms, and her resting partly on his chest. He looked down at her a realized that that was how he wanted to wake up every day for the rest of his life. With her in his arms. He began to stroke her hair as his thoughts drifted to a future of him and her together. There was no Luscious Malfoy, Death eaters, or Voldermorts to ruin their life. Just her, him and any children they had.

Hermione woke up and before she sat up, she took in her surroundings. A Nimbus 2001, a green and silver room, someone's arms around me, and some stroking my hair. She smiled and realized where she was. OK. I'm in the arms of Draco Malfoy. Just another 5 or 10 minutes and I'll make my big scene.

10 MINUTES LATER

Hermione sat up, a confused look on her face. She looked around the room, and than at Malfoy.

"What am I doing in here?"

"You fell asleep last night." He said, stretching. "I couldn't get into your Room, so I brought you in here. I was going to leave you here and go into the Slytherin Boy's Dormitory,-" She cut him off.

"Than why didn't you?"

"Because you wouldn't let my shirt go!"

"Whatever. Look." she grabbed his shirt and said, "Don't you ever pull something like this again. Got it?" He could swear he saw a glint of joke in her eyes. Than she smiled.

"And I loved last night." She kissed him, than let him go and went to her own room. Leaving Draco to put his hands behind his head and lay down, with a smile on his face.

"I woke up in the arms of DRACO MALFOY! I am the Luckiest Girl in the world! Last night was the perfect night.

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