Chapter 9: A Walk to Remember

The quidditch game was going into its fifth hour. This was the longest game Harry and Ron had ever sat though. It began to rain. The seeker then finally caught the snitch. Everyone was cheering before they filled out of the large stadium.

The Harry and Ron headed to the floo-ing area with the rest of the crowd to find that it had been closed. Everyone there had some form of transportation except for Harry, Ron, and a few other teens that had come on his or her own. They asked one of the people in charge if there was a hotel anywhere near. They stayed in an inexpensive hotel that night.

At Hermione's house, Draco had finally convinced himself that Hermione was not mudblood Granger. They had a great time, but by ten-thirty, the storm was getting so bad that Draco couldn't get home (Hermione's house wasn't connected to the floo network unless they called 24 hours in advance to order it like Harry and Ron had for the game).

"So Draco. Is there a girl you want to tell me about?" Hermione asked as A Walk to Remember began (at around midnight). She leaned back on the couch with a piece of licorice hanging out of her mouth.

"Not at the moment. Actually, I've haven't really had a girlfriend, per se (A/N is that it?), just flings, y'know? Now tell me about your love life before I start accusing you," he then noticed some of her stomach was showing and smirked, "or just do this," he began to tickle her ruthelessly.

"OK! OK! I'LL TALK! JUST STOOOOP! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" He stopped and rested her head on his chest and let her catch her breath. "I had a boyfriend when I was fourteen, but he lived really far away and was always traveling, so I had to break it. I'm glad, though, because were still friends and otherwise something could have happened."

"And who was this mystery man? Anyone I know?"

"Oh, his name was Vicktor." Hermione said. She stuffed the last bit of food left(a marshmallow) into her mouth.

"You're not getting away that, ooh, that's gotta hurt. Why would that guy belly flop from that height?" Draco said, commenting the movie.

"Because he wants to be popular. Some people would do anything for popularity." Hermione stated quietly.

"Would you ever do that?" Draco asked.

"Well, this is like in the Breakfast Club. You'll think that you'd do one thing, but most likely do the other, but popularity doesn't mean that much to me, but that might be because I'd been on that end when I was dating Vicktor and never was truly in that guy's position in life."

Draco put his arm around Hermione and pulled her up a bit (she was slouching and looked a bit uncomfortable). "I was always the popular guy. I would probably be the person to come up with this ruse," he said honestly.

"Yep, just like the Breakfast Club, because you're honest that you'd do the wrong thing. That's one of the things I remember about you. You were always honest." She smiled. So did he.

"Hermione," he put both arms around her and looked down at her, "I'm glad we ran into each other." He kissed her softly on the forehead.

"SIGH me too." She looked up at him and smiled. A giggle passed through her lips.

"What?"

"I never thought that you would ever pierce your ear."

"What about your belly-button?"

"OK, so we're not in kindergarten anymore." She paused "Wait here, I'll be right back" she ran up the stairs into her room.

The phone then rang. Draco got up to answer it.

"Hello, Granger residence." He said.

"Hello, this is Harry, Hermione's friend. Is Hermione there?" the voice at the other end replied.

'Hmm, is it really scarface? Nah, I heard his relatives lock him in his room every summer and don't let him out until the Weasleys bust him out. Thank heavens,' Draco thought. "She's upstairs. Would you like me to get her?"

"No thanks. Could you just tell her that Ron and I wont be able to come home until tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Thanks. Good bye," he then hung up the phone.

Hermione came rushing down the stairs. "Who was that?" she asked.

"Your friend, Harry. The two of your friends have to stay in a hotel tonight. I don't think that they have a way to get home yet." He led her back to the couch and they got into the position they were in before.

"I brought you something." She sat up slightly and put her favorite earring in his ear. Draco got up and looked in a mirror. It was white gold with a small ruby. He smiled at it.

"What a coincidence. I brought you something too." He put something in her ear. She got up and went to the mirror where Draco was just and looked at her ear. It was a gold earring and looked exactly the same as the one she gave him, but instead of a ruby, it had an emerald.

"Wow, we really did spend too much time together." Hermione giggled. "You're wearing my birthstone and I'm wearing yours" she walked back into his waiting arms. This time he kissed her on the cheek. (A/N I don't care that the whole age thing from the Kindergarten chapter doesn't work out)

'Things are great for me again. I'm back with my oldest and truest friend and I couldn't be happier,' Draco and Hermione thought with a smile. They looked at each other slowly, but then back to the movie.

After the Movie (4a.m., they had a long night of movies)

"Hermione, I'm having a great time," Draco slowly said.

"Me too," Hermione sighed.

"Would you like to hang out some other time? Before school?" Draco asked.

"I'd love to," Hermione said. Hers and Draco's mouths came closer to each other's.

"Hermione," Draco sighed as their eyes closed.

"Yes Draco?" Hermione sighed "No," she turned her head away. "Draco. I haven't seen you in eleven years. I do love you, but I don't think I love you that way. Not yet." He looked disappointed, and she saw. She cuddled into his arms "But you're still my dragon."

"And you're still my Hermit Crab," he put his arms all the way around her.

"And you always will be," they said at the same time. They burst into giggles.

The two of them soon fell asleep in each others arms on the couch.

(A/N yes, yes. They are idiots, but we love them and that is why we continue to read and write about them)