A/N: Sorry it's taken me a while to update but this chapter actually took me a good while to write even if I did write an outline for it. I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter Ten: Once Upon a Time in Hogwarts

Six couples found themselves together in a private lunch that afternoon. All twelve people were enjoying a meal made by the house-elves. It was an enormous spread of food from different cultures and they all seemed to be enjoying it heavily. Axel and Galatea sat at the heads of the table and exchanged sweet looks at one another whilst talking to all the great people around them.

They were discussing the relationship types that all of them had when Harper mentioned the special gifts.

"My favorite part of the bond is the special gift we get as couples. Jay and I are particularly fond of ours." She said as she looked at the blonde man next to her.

Hermione's curiosity piqued at the mention of special gifts so she asked what they were. Eight of the other eleven people in the room looked at her.

"I don't know what you are talking about either."-Said Draco.

Axel said: "You all shouldn't look at them like that. You know their bond is in ill condition and that it has been from the beginning. It's only natural that they haven't received theirs yet."

Galatea continued: "Draco, Hermione, when a bond is healthy for some reason the couple receives a gift. They receive some sort of special power that sets them apart from everyone else. Though it's much like the saving thing, it only works when the couple is together or within one another's proximity. The best we can do is to have everyone show you what they can do."

"That would be great!" Hermione commented eagerly.

Luna looked at Hermione and said: "Hermione would you mind casting a few protective charms around yourself and Draco?"

"Sure."-Hermione cast the protective charms.

Luna and Ron held hands and in just a few seconds Hermione knew the charms had been shattered to pieces. Literally to pieces. Ron explained: "Luna and I can penetrate protective charms and we can also see things that are invisible to others."

"Not that it drives us mad you know. It's good fun to see everything dad I know is true just be hidden."

Next it was Blaise and Ileana's turn. They held hands, just as Ron and Luna had done, but what they did was incredibly different. As they held hands they looked at the chandelier above them and they made the light turn on and then get brighter and brighter only to be extinguished. Then out of the palm of their hand came a small ball of light that they split in half. Each one of them had a half and the played with it before shutting it off. "We control and create light"-they said in unison.

Harper then asked Galatea: "You know, we can't really show what we can do, unless you happen to have something that will help us."

"I can make a necromancer appear and I think Axel has two bottles that might help you out."

"As a matter of fact, I do. I was playing around with some poisons really early in the morning."

Axel handed Harper and Jay two bottles of a viscous liquid. Jay then explained: "I'm assuming this is Belladonna?"

Axel nodded. Jay and Harper smiled. "Belladonna is the deadliest muggle plant poison and amongst the deadliest in the wizarding world too"-Jay explained.

"So what are you going to do with it?"

The two opened the bottles and downed them in a quick second. Then they simply waited for the necromancer to arrive. Harper commented: "By now a magical or non magical human being would be dead. There isn't a powerful enough antidote that you could access quickly to stop it."

The necromancer appeared and when it did, Harper and Jay grabbed hands and instantly the necromancer started laughing-or what could equate to laughing in their case. The creature would not stop laughing…it was continuous laughter and it would just not stop. Then suddenly the creature, with a disturbing smile on its face, fell to the ground and moved no more.

"We cause paralysis and death from creating uncontrollable laughter."-They said at the same time.

"That's an ironic way of dying."-Draco commented.

"Yeah, but we don't mind doing it if it's an enemy which is exactly how we found out we could do it."-Harper responded.

"Mom, dad what can you do?"-Draco said eyeing his parents who were sitting in the seats right across from him and Hermione.

"It's quite simple Draco. Your mother and I are able to detect enemies and scramble their minds."

"We can also apparate other people to where we want them to go."-His mother said.

Finally it was Axel and Galatea's turn to demonstrate what they could do. Their power and their bond was more powerful so they could do it even in distances. It was rather harmless if it was used only slightly so they asked Draco and Hermione's permission to use their power on them. They consented.

Draco looked at both Axel and Galatea waiting to see what would happen. The next second, he was completely blind. "I can't see! Why can't I see? Please undo whatever you just did."

Hermione had been looking at him when he waved his arms but couldn't hear what he was saying. She saw his mouth move but the sound didn't seem to come out…in a second, she understood. Axel and Galatea had deafened her. Then just like that she was able to hear and then she was able to hear better than she had ever heard in her life. She felt a tad bit like a supernatural creature because she could hear the creaking of the wooden floor and the people walking about outside and the heartbeat of a hummingbird that had just sat on the windowsill. She could also hear Draco freaking out about not being able to see…then suddenly he stopped.

Draco had gone from complete darkness to being able to see better than he had before. He looked at Hermione and he saw every little detail of her face. He could see the root of her eyelashes and the veins that ran all about her face and the slight blush that he saw creeping from said veins onto the top layer of her skin when she noticed that he was looking intently at her. Draco then looked to his parents and saw the same details as well. He looked at the ceiling and noticed the small particles that made up the whole ceiling. He could see EVERYTHING and he was simply amazed by it.

Hermione, on the other hand could hear every subtle little ooh and awe that Draco simply did not know he was making and sounds that she knew must have been unintelligible to the others in the room.

Just like that their extra senses were just back to normal.

"We control the five senses. We can enhance them and we can take them away. Only for a short period of time not permanently but it is enough to cause damage or to bring some relief to those who always live without them."-Galatea said.

They all finished their lunch and Draco and Hermione knew that they had to work on their bond. Now more than ever they felt that they needed to get their act together. There was a desire for not only the betterment of their relationship but hoping that perhaps their gift would be of some benefit or protection like much of the others gifts were.

Once lunch was over they prepared for another session with Harper. They entered the room and waited for her to arrive. They sat on the couch holding hands and staring at the wall until they heard giggles outside the door.

On the other side of the wall Harper and Jay were lip-locked. They were a couple that was incredibly passionate, sort of like Draco and Hermione, only these two had always been head over heels in love and in lust with one another. You would think that they would have a bit of a problem for it but they didn't.

"I love you baby doll."-Jay told you.

"I know. I love you too. Now let's stop this because I have clients to attend to."

"Do you have to?"-He said and pouted

"Yes, I have to. Tell you what though. If you're a patient boy and wait about an hour then I'll reward you. Ok, daddy?"

He playfully pushed her against the wall and gave her a kiss that left her breathless. The bastard, she thought, he knows I like that.

"I'll take that as a yes. Though you are not making this easier. I'll see you in an hour."-She gave him a peck and entered her office.

Draco and Hermione looked a bit wide eyed because of the thump they had heard.

"Are you alright?"-Hermione asked.

Harper sat in her chair, grabbed her pad and looked at them with a smile on her face. "Fine. A bit antsy but I blame my significant other for that one. The thud you heard wasn't something to worry about. We're here to work on you guys. So tell me…how are you progressing? How are the exercises coming along?"

"Well today we did a trust exercise involving brooms."-Draco said.

"Ah yes. It's classic. How did it go?"-Harper interrupted.

"Well, Draco caught me quickly and without a doubt but it took me a bit to do so seeing as he slipped out of my hands but I screamed and he stopped dropping. I was able to get to him then."

Harper scribbled something down on her pad. "Well, Hermione. You let him slip only because you doubted yourself before he was within your grasp and that's ok, lots of people have that happen to them. Your scream stopping him mid-air means that there was no way on Earth that you would ever let him die if you could prevent it. Not a lot of people achieve that. Some people have to be stopped by Axel or Galatea."

"I feel like a terrible person for letting him slip. For doubting myself."

"You really shouldn't. You still got to him. You're stubborn so you didn't take no for an answer. Even if you did say no to gravity."

"'Mione, pet. You know I haven't even felt the least bit angry over that and I knew that one way or another you were going to catch me. Please try to stop feeling guilty."-Draco told his beloved as he nuzzled his head on her neck.

"Draco, I see you are a bit more open. Are you trying to be more talkative about your emotions?"-Harper inquired.

"Definitely trying. I can't keep things to myself all the time. Eventually it becomes exhausting."

"Good for you! That's' progress. Now tell me you two, have you been tempted by one another…physically?"

"Yes."-The pair said at the same time. They looked at each other and blushed a bit.

"When?"-She asked them.

"Well for me it was this morning. Hermione had gone to shower and I heard a thud so I went to check on her to see if she was fine and when I got there I saw her in the shower and I wanted to make love to her. The spell placed upon us stopped me from getting any closer though."

"As it should. Hermione what about you? When did you feel the desire to mate?"

Hermione blushed a little. "When I woke up from our nap before lunch. He was just sleeping like and angel and he looked so perfect. I wanted to wake him up and make love to him right then and there but I couldn't…I fell asleep again."

"Ok then everything is working how it should. I have to tell you two that from what I can tell, your bond will be much like Axel and Galatea's and that's a really good thing let me tell you. They have one of the strongest bonds in the world, so to have a bond like theirs really means a lot."

"Why us? We're a relatively normal witch and wizard."-Draco said.

"I really can't tell you. These things happen at random. But if I had to guess, I'd say that the because you've both overcome extreme adversity to be with one another then its a major contributing factor to the way your bond is fixing and developing itself. Now, I want you two to tell me how exactly it was that you fell in love."

"Well alright. It started out in sixth year…"-Hermione said.

Flashback

Hermione simply couldn't fall asleep no matter what she did. She decided to borrow Harry's cloak and go to the Room of Requirement to get some studying done. She grabbed the cloak and the trip to the room was nothing but smooth sailing. She walked thrice before the room and asked for a cozy place in which to study. The door appeared and when she entered she saw a desk that was to her liking, a fireplace, a plush loveseat and two bookshelves full with books that would either help her studies or entertain her if she needed a break.

She sat at the desk and began to work on a particularly long Charms essay when she heard the door open. In came the bouncing ferret himself, Draco Malfoy. At first he looked at the room with pure disdain and then he looked at Hermione.

"What the hell are you doing here, Granger?"

"I could ask you the same thing, but if you must know, I'm working on a Charms essay."

"I can't tell you why I'm here, but I'm glad that you are here because there are a few things that I'd like to say to you."

Hermione grabbed her books and the cloak. "If you're just going to insult me then I'd rather leave."

"No that's not it. I'd actually like to apologize to you."

Her eyes widened. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I'd like to apologize to you. I've been a complete ass to you over the years and I've been so for no good reason. I've attacked you because I blindly followed my father's prejudices without knowing any better. Now, I know better. I shouldn't hurt your feelings because you are muggle-born. You are a great witch regardless of your bloodline."

There was silence for about a minute while she took in everything that he had said. Hermione couldn't truly believe that he was doing this of his own volition. It was more likely that he was simply trying to trick her and get something out of her. She voiced her thoughts.

"What's your angle? Honestly Malfoy, what do you want from me that you are apologizing to me?"

"There's no angle. I'm apologizing simply to apologize. All I want from you is to be forgiven. I've been dragged into things that I don't want to be involved in and it's made me change my whole outlook on life. It's made me realize how wrong I've been about many things in my life and every bad things I've said about you and to you were one of them." He dropped onto the loveseat, bent forward and dug his hands into his hair.

Hermione saw the display of vulnerability and thought for a second that this apology seemed sincere. She had never seen the pureblooded Slytherin Prince looking this defeated or tired…or melancholic. She put her things down on the desk and walked a little closer to him.

"All right Malfoy. Apology accepted. Are you ok, though? You look terrible."

His head snapped up and he looked at her. She saw his face and noted just how tired he seemed to be…and there was something in his eyes that she simply couldn't place until he voiced it. "I'm just so scared! You have no idea what it is to have your home become a living nightmare! It's all his fault and now I'm stuck in the middle of it."

"Whose fault? Why is your house a nightmare?"-She inquired. She went on her instincts and might as well figure out if Harry's speculations about Draco were correct.

"Granger, I need someone to confide in because this is killing me inside. If I tell you, do you promise to keep your mouth shut?"

"I promise."

"Granger, I am being used by the Dark Lord. He's given me a mission and I haven't been able to say no because he's got my mother! He's got my mother and he says if I don't do it he's going to kill her and then he's going to kill me and I-I, I can't. I can't let that happen."

"What do you mean you are being used?"

"Bloody hell, Granger. That freak made me a Death Eater and he's asked me to fix a vanishing cabinet to let his other followers inside the castle and he wants me to kill Dumbledore but I can't do it and yet I have to. I don't know what I'm going to do."-Tears gently rolled down his aristocratic face.

Hermione felt a bit scared. She was in the room with a Death Eater. One that was assigned to kill Dumbledore and one that could surely hurt her if he really wanted to. But as she saw the fragile young man cry in front of her, she felt a part of her teetering on the idea of helping him. She was a kind soul after all and she didn't really want someone who had been forced to the dark side stay there.

"Malfoy. I know this is going to sound mental, but maybe Dumbledore can help you. Maybe you can join the Order. I'm sure they can hide your mother and protect her from the Dark Lord."

"How the fuck can they help me? I'm supposed to KILL Dumbledore, if that's escaped your mind. I go to him and I'll be locked away somewhere."

"That's not true. It's not like you want to be on the dark side. Give Dumbledore a chance, I'm sure he could help you. I mean for Merlin's sake, you could put all that Slytherin sneakiness to use and become a spy! There are options, Malfoy and I am giving you a chance to accept a good one. Don't spoil it."

"Ok, Granger. Take me to Dumbledore."

"And in this meeting with Dumbledore, you became a spy for the Order, Draco?"-Harper asked.

"I did. Somehow I trusted Hermione, though I barely knew her at the time and I chose to do what was right. Dumbledore promised to keep my mother safe, as did my Godfather Severus, whom I was rather happy to discover was a spy for the Order as well."

"So when you became a spy, how did you go about the tasks you were given by Voldemort?"

"Well, Dumbledore had entrusted me to help him."-Hermione said before Draco could open his mouth. "That's how we really fell in love. We would be in the Room of Requirement for quite some time on most nights and when we were almost done for the night we would sit down and talk."

"We discovered that we had much in common despite the fact that we had never talked before."-He said.

The two of them sat on a sofa the room had provided after hours of working on the cabinet. They were resting a bit when Draco opened up.

"So do you read anything other than Hogwarts: A History? I see you carrying that block everywhere you go."

"Well it's my favorite book but yes, to answer your question, I do read other books. Do you even read anything outside of school?"

"Yes, of course I do. You'd be surprised. Despite my family being so elitist and anti-muggles, we are actually patrons of the different kinds of arts. To my parents the arts come from whomever and it doesn't matter. They might be muggles or wizards but as long as there is something beautiful created then there's no problem. Besides, muggles would be surprised to know the number of wizards who are artists. Either way, literature is an art, so I've essentially had the literary world at my fingertips. I think you're bookworm heart would spontaneously combust if it saw the library back at the manor."

"I honestly never would have guessed. Do you have a favorite?"

"Prose or verse?"

"Both."

"Well my favorite poet-don't laugh-is Keats. Though I do like Byron and Shelley too. Keats is just my favorite though…love his work."

Hermione stopped her giggle before it came out. "It's very uncharacteristic of what you appear to be. I would have guessed you were into medieval works."

"Blegh, that's definitely not my thing. I get bored from it easily. My favorite fiction writer would probably have to be Wilde. I love his plays and I love Dorian Gray."

"Again. That's seriously unexpected. I'm a big fan of Wilde's too."

Both of them smiled and were talking of books for quite a while.

Months passed and slowly but surely the pair started falling in love with one another. Hermione fell in love with the sacrificing, patient man she knew Draco to be and Draco feel in love with the brilliant, kind soul Hermione was.

It was the night Dumbledore had died. Everyone thought that Draco had fled along all the other Death Eaters that had invaded the school, but he had in fact, managed to sneak into the Room of Requirement, though this time it was to sit down and relax as opposed to fixing something. That was how Hermione found him. He was lying in a bed, looking up at the ceiling and hoping that all the horrible images that he had seen today would not haunt him for the rest of his life and would not replay themselves over and over again until they drove him mad. He seemed not to notice Hermione when she entered and merely remained lost in thought.

Hermione walked over to him and lay in the bed next to him. She knew that at the moment any words wouldn't be seriously heard so all she did was cuddle up to him and give him a kiss on the neck.

Hours later, Draco recognized her presence and smiled. He knew that no matter what Hermione would stick by him. She was currently sleeping so he decided to wake her up. He kissed her neck, her earlobe and all over her face and eventually the sleeping beauty woke up. She smiled back at him and said: "You had me worried there for a minute."

"I'm fine love. I'm just scared-as always."

"Well, you're working to do the right thing. Even if only Snape and I know about it."

There was silence for a minute.

"Draco, I was thinking about something."

"What?"

"Maybe tomorrow night we should do the bond we read about."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. That way no matter what happens further down the line we'll always have it to connect us. Always."

He kissed her and simply said: "Yes."

Harper stared at them and said: "So basically you're telling me that the two of you agreed to perform the bond to stay together even if you were separated by the upcoming war?"

"That was the plan."-Draco said. "But right after the bond is where things started to go bad. We had just made love…"

Hermione and Draco lay sated on the floor of the tower. It seemed strange that they would choose this place over somewhere else to perform the bond and to make love, but for some reason it just seemed right. The pair was entirely disheveled in the aftermath of their sexual endeavors and held one another closely. Draco had an idea:

"Run away with me Hermione."

Hermione sat up and said: "What?"

"Run away with me. I've helped the Order out and what would be best for me would be to run away until all of this is over. I could try to start a new life somewhere else. Maybe France…my family has an estate there."

"Draco you can't be serious. We're in the middle of a war, and one of the biggest players for our side has died, you can't run away. You, along with Snape, have to try to control what's going on, on the other side. You've been brave in my eyes so far, don't disappoint me now."

"But…"

"No buts. I know you're scared. I'm scared too. Nevertheless, we both know that I have to help Harry destroy Voldemort and you have to continue playing a spy. It's the right thing to do Draco."

"Ok. I'll take your word for it. You're always right anyway, pet."

"…it was terrible to have her at the Manor when she was being held against her will and tortured. I did my best to save her. I kept sending her wandless healing spells so the pain would lessen and in some instances dissipate."-Draco told Harper.

Hermione held him in her arms and gave him a kiss in comfort. She knew he had done that for her that terrible day and she had kept screaming just so Bellatrix wouldn't notice, but she was still hurt…not only physically but she could see Draco's torture etched on his face that night and that cut a wound deep inside.

"I played along to Bellatrix's game even if I wasn't in as much pain as she thought I was."

Harper jotted notes down on her pad and then asked: "What about after the war. Once the light side had won, what happened?"

"We saw each other. Every chance I would get and when I wasn't being followed around by Ron like he was a lovesick puppy, I would meet Draco in muggle London. It was the only place we figured we would be safe and unseen. Everyone thought that I was seeing Ron and Merlin knows Ron was the one that spread the rumor around but we weren't. I know it seemed like it but that was only because I hung around him and Harry during most of the day. I would sneak off to see Draco. Everyone knew that he had been a spy for the Order but he wasn't readily accepted."

"After that was our big spat. I had found out that there were rogue Death Eaters that wanted me gone and that in fact had threatened Hermione's life. This time I really thought that running away was the best option. She disagreed. We broke up and the following morning, I faked my death."-Draco said.

"And the rest I know."-Harper said. "Nevertheless, you are omitting part of the story. I know that you two have gone from one extreme to the other because from what I can tell you had a very sexual relationship prior to Galatea having put the spell on you. For this to happen there must have been an insane amount of lust going on between the two of you and it must have been like a switch. It came BEFORE you two fell in love."

"Well…"-Hermione said bashfully.

They had been in the Room of Requirement for some time. After they had gotten par of the cabinet fixed, they decided to explore the things the room was hiding. Draco was looking at a pile of books that he had found and Hermione was looking inside a chest filled with what she was sure were artifacts. She could see a lovely red ring at the bottom of the chest and she decided to take it out and see what it looked like with a bit more light. As she grabbed it she felt her whole body become inundated with lust.

Hermione's body started to feel things it hadn't felt before-at least not to this degree. Her body quivered, her body temperature rose and her core tingled. She wanted to be touched and she wanted it repeatedly. She dropped the ring and sauntered over to Draco who seemed entranced in whatever book he was reading. She got close to him and huskily whispered in his ear: "Hey there, good looking."

Draco jumped up a bit as he was surprised by her sudden presence. He turned around with a smile but when he saw her his smile vanished. Hermione was panting, her body was covered with a sheen of sweat and from what he could tell, she ha undone the first few buttons of her top which then revealed a bit of her cleavage.

"Hermione, are you all right?"

She bit her lower lip and nodded: "Uh huh. I've just never noticed how attractive you are. How about you come over here and make a woman out of me?"

"Hermione, you're not thinking clearly. You've told me on more than one occasion that you'd like to wait to be really in love with the person to make love with them."

"I don't care now. I just want you. I want you inside of me."-She said as she started getting closer to him. He, in turn, backed away. It wasn't that her words weren't tempting, they were, but he knew she wasn't being herself so he ran around her and to the chest that she was looking at before she had so bluntly offered herself to him. And then he saw it…Aphrodite's Ring. His eyes widened and when he turned around Hermione had almost reached him.

"'Mione, listen to me. You aren't yourself, ok? You touched Aphrodite's Ring. You've read about it. When a person touches it they go into a lustful frenzy. You have to stop. I'm not going to take advantage of you this way."

Hermione tried to pounce on him. "But Draco, you told me you'd do anything for me. So why won't you just kiss me and then shove your cock inside my cunt?"

He laughed nervously. "Hermione, no. You're under a spell. It's wrong."

Just as he tried to get out of her way, her hand grazed his arm. That was enough contact to infect him with the spell as well. Within moments, he had grabbed her and pulled her to him. Their lips met in a passionate frenzy and before they knew it they were tearing at their clothes. Hermione ripped his shirt and pushed it off him and he brusquely got hers off. Their clothes eventually decorated the floor of the Room of Requirement and the two found themselves on an old sofa.

Hermione lay on the sofa and Draco climbed on top of her, his lips never parting hers. One of his hands descended into her wet cavern and he played with her clitoris, which made Hermione produce delightful moans that Draco devoured with his mouth. He broke the kiss and smirked at her a bit and kissed down her body, paying special attention to her nipples and then working his way down to her sweet folds. Once there, he gave a tentative kiss and at her ecstatic reaction, he dove in pleasuring her with his tongue and simultaneously entering her with his fingers.

Little by little the pleasurable tension was rising in her body, going all the way from where Draco was stimulating her to the top of her head and the ends of her toes. She felt like she was on fire and she didn't want water to be poured on her. She just wanted more of his touch. Suddenly, the ever mounting pleasure exploded and caused a delightful spasm all throughout her body. It was so much that she could not hold back her scream. "DRACO!" She screamed. It was the only word that processed. As this happened, he stopped his ministrations and let her enjoy her ride to and from heaven.

Once she had calmed down some, his male instincts simply did not deter him from rapidly shoving himself within her tight channel. He knew she was a virgin, but there was simply something inside him that did not let him take her as gently as he had wanted. As he fought these instincts, he had already driven himself and taken her maidenhead. She winced and this was when he stopped, look at her eyes and gave her a gentle kiss. He waited for her to signal him and continuously kissed her cheeks and lips.

Hermione waited until the pain melted away and then started moving her hips. He took her signal and started thrusting into her. She returned his thrusts and moaned over and over again. She tried to move and change positions but he grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the sofa. The best she could do now was to wrap her legs around his waist, which is exactly what she did. Then the pair rutted against each other in a frenzied manner until they simultaneously reached their peaks. She screamed and he grunted one last time as they melted into each other. He gently dropped on top of her and kissed her neck. "That was amazing."-He said.

This was the moment where the two of them snapped out of the spell that the ring had placed upon them. They both knew what they had done but there was no going back, really. Draco did have enough time to grab his wand from his pants and cast a contraceptive spell on Hermione. She noticed he looked hurt.

"I'm sorry Hermione. I didn't mean to do that, I tried to tell you."

"It's ok, Draco, I know. I heard you when you were telling me but my rational side didn't function. The ring's curse was too powerful. Just try not to feel guilty about it. Curse or not it wasn't a terrible experience, ok?"

He nodded.

"From then on in the two of us spent a lot of time being physical. It was an emotional outlet for us…even if we did talk a lot more than we had before."-Hermione said, finishing the story off.

"See that's the problem. I think you two should sit down and talk and answer questions that I will send to your room. Think of it as an assignment. Anyway, the point is that going from one extreme to the other when it comes to this bond is dangerous. I know that personally. Jay and I sometimes have volatile fights and then we have passionate romps…it's always bad for us and then we have to work on it and essentially go to therapy ourselves. Do this assignment I'll send to you later and tomorrow I'd love to hear the results. Also I think you two just need to talk to each other and not only about your feelings but about silly things. It may seem childish but that kind of thing brings you both together. Oh and we're having a movie night tonight and I think you should both attend. Ok?"

The pair nodded. Harper smiled.

"Ok, now you're free to go. Try to have some fun."

They smiled and left leaving Harper a bit mentally exhausted. Theirs had been quite a story and it had made her miss Jay for some reason, so once she had fixed all her notes and put Draco and Hermione's file away she went to have some fun…much like she had assigned of her patients.

A/N: I'd love to hear your thoughts about this one and I have two questions for you as well, readers. 1) What ability do you think Draco and Hermione should have? 2) Other than Dramione, which is your favorite couple? I'll try to update again as soon as possible...hopefully this new chapter won't be so tricky to figure out!