Hey all there,

Hehehe thank you so much to all review. i had a lil bit ofa dilemma cos my laptop, the home of these chapters, decided to screw and self-deleted some folders...including my stories...every single one of them. it was so freaky. cos i've started another story from a RANDOM idea and i had a one-shot waitin to be posted. so anyways...to the replies of reviews

Shdwcat27: haha yeah i know...privacy in the chamber. someone has a dirty mind XD

Love-is-Everything: hmm...shorter reviews? awwww fine then. hehe at first i was like "secluded" what? cos i've gone ahead and written heaps more chapters but my friend also said that and explained it XD hehe. and i dont think Harry will. it'll get Ron even more upset XD

CareBearErin: mmm i kind of forgot about the kids when i wrote that but ur so right now i feel guilty. lol and yeah I didnt want Harry and Ron to be geniuses so he didnt get it XD

vampiredveela: haha i published on ur birthday? awesomeness...HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR THEN!

Mz Raine Simplicity: haha love the song Lorraine. twas lovely XD

Sunflower18: mkay can i just say i dont get the 'so indian also, sweet'. that confused me a lil bit. what are u referring to?

Raju: haha thanks a whole heap Raju. and thanx for explaining the whole isolationg thingo mate. i was so confunded. haha you thank i do yoda boy. haha mm u DID sound like yoda but its an honour to be ur no.1 author. hehe shabs was being v v complimenting about this story and saying stuff like that. talk about embarrassment and shucks-ness to the totality...dont ask...random. mm..good luck with the school certificate trials, dear. enjoy the weekend

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That evening, now a week ago, had been quite shocking for Hermione and Draco who had quickly retired to bed. A ray of sunlight shone through the slightly open curtains of the Heads Room, falling upon the open eyes of the young blonde. Sighing heavily, he wrapped his arms around his wife tighter than they already were.

He had woken up earlier that morning only to wonder the consequences if his father did find out about their relationship. But it was not only his father that worried him but surprisingly to him, the young fire-headed rival of his, Weasley.

His frequent displays of anger and hatred for the unknown man were proof of the damage that he could do. He had even gone as far to attack the first likely male to speak to Hermione; Ernie Macmillan. Weasley had been suspended for a week to calm down and sort out his problems while poor Macmillan had been in the Infirmary for two nights.

He let out a small yelp of surprise when a voice brought him out of his thoughts. "Draco?" He looked down at the petite woman in his arms. Hermione smiled softly as he kissed her hair. "Are you alright, love? You didn't answer me the first few times I called your name."

Draco smiled at her before pecking her on the forehead lightly. "I'm fine, Mya. I was just thinking about the greatness of the absence of Weasley." Hermione laughed lightly as she slapped his head softly.

"Stop it! Be nice, you git!" She scolded before squirming out of his grasp. "Alright, I'm going to shower and then get ready for Hogsmeade. I've told Harry that Dumbledore changed his mind and asked us to go together and such. Jay and Ali said that they'd meet us at the Three Broomsticks. And Ali has agreed to ask Sally-Anne for Blaise."

"Alright, beautiful." He answered as she closed the bathroom door shut. Smiling contently, he pulled the covers back over him and shut his eyes. Who ever said he couldn't enjoy a few more moments in bed?

At least an hour later, Hermione was impatiently leaning against the door frame to their bathroom, tapping her foot irritably. Frustrated, Draco threw down his hair brush and turned abruptly. "Would you stop with the incessant tapping, woman!"

Hermione smirked, a habit she had quickly picked up from her husband. "Aw diddums, did I annoy you?" Grouchily, Draco nodded while picking up his hair brush and running it through his locks. "Well good! We're going to be sodding late if you don't stop with your hair! It looks fine the way it is!"

Grumbling incoherently, he placed his brush down and threw on his black robes. "Alright, alright! Stop your bloody nagging!" Shooting a hard glare at each other, they quickly grabbed their money and ran down the stairs.

Harry raised an eyebrow at the puffed-out pair as they joined the large group of seventh years. "What took so long?" He questioned, still concerned about Hermione.

Hermione grinned and jerked her head in the direction of the blonde beside her. "Einstein here decided to have a shower for three quarters of an hour."

Draco gaped. "Hey! Come on! Cut me some slack!" Hermione shook her head smirking before replying. "No way. You are and always will be very in touch with your feminine side."

Draco stared at her, shocked. "Excuse me! You are dead!" He exclaimed before proceeding to chase her around the courtyard. Hermione squealed with surprise and glee as he grabbed her by the waist and pushed her down to the ground.

Draco smirked down at the woman in his arms. "I knew that I'd always get you, dearest." Hermione glared heavily. "Oh you haven't even come close, Draco." He smiled cunningly before tickling her feverishly.

Harry and the other students, excluding the four that knew the truth, stared with utter and complete shock as Hermione laughed gaily and Draco smiled down kindly at her.

He quickly climbed off her and stood, holding out a hand to help her up. Smiling gratefully, she grasped it and allowed him to pull her up. "Thank you." She whispered softly. Draco couldn't help but feel his heart flutter insanely. "Anything for you, milady." He whispered back, a small smile playing on his lips.

Minerva McGonagall smiled at her two students, who seemed close enough to being in love. "Alright, seventh years! Hand me your forms and get on your way!" The students rushed forward, cramming their forms into the arms of the professor and raced down to the carriages.

Hermione and Draco shook their heads laughing as they climbed into a carriage with Harry and Ginny. Harry coughed softly. "So Malfoy…I heard that you've converted…leagues, shall we say. Is it true and why?"

Draco exchanged a glance with Hermione before answering. "I never was with the Dark Side, Potter. I may have been cold and cruel but that was the only choice I had. If not, Lucius would have killed me. It wasn't until this year that I had a real chance of doing so."

Harry raised an eyebrow, questioningly. " What was your 'real chance' exactly, Malfoy? Excuse my questions but I still cant help but doubt you."

Draco courteously nodded his head. "Understandably, Potter. My chance, you ask? You obviously heard about the kidnapping; how my father held a girl prisoner at my home? She was my chance, she gave me the strength to help her and escape from that harsh world I had once called my home."

Harry smiled softly. "Yes, I have to give you some portion of credit for that." He paused before thoughtfully adding. "At one time, when the letters we went to Hermione returned, I actually thought it was her, that had been taken to your manor." Harry, in his contemplative state, missed the fleeting glances shared between the other three in the compartment.

Hermione laughed nervously. "You didn't, did you? Oh I'm sorry. If I had received them I would most definitely replied, you know that." Harry and Ginny nodded as the carriage slowly came to a halt. "What are we waiting for?"

She exclaimed happily, jumping from the carriage. Ginny grinned quickly running out after her. Harry and Draco exchanged a glance before climbing out. "Harry, before anything we've got to get our things. I am not doing everything at the last minute."

Harry sighed. "Fine, Gin. Better luck, Draco." He muttered before allowing the red-headed young woman to drag him into a nearby store. Draco turned to her wife, a small smile splayed across his lips. "So, Madame, what do you propose we do now?"

Hermione giggled. "A drink to start off with and then we'll start our shopping." Draco grinned at the beautiful girl standing in front of him. Nodding gently, he grasped her hand and pulled her through the thick crowds to the Three Broomsticks.

"Go get a seat for us and I'll order the Butterbeers." Hermione nodded and quickly found a small booth. Smiling softly, she looked over to Draco who was at the bar. His hair was messily spread across his face, a few thin tendrils hanging in front of his eyes, which were sparkling merrily. She was truly lucky to have him.

"One for the young beauty, and the other for her undeserving prince." His smooth, gentle voice pulled her out of her thoughts. She smiled warmly at his comment, inwardly appraising his charm.

"Quite true, my love." She whispered. She quickly scanned the room, taking in the other customers. Three spots of flaming red caught her eye. On closer inspection, she noticed Ron glaring heavily at her, Fred and George on either side of him. "Don't look now, but I think we're going to be having some Weasley trouble."

Just as Draco looked over his shoulder, he saw a red-faced boy storm over to the table. "Just wonderful." He muttered sarcastically. "It's just what we need to make this day perfectly peachy."

Ron Weasley glanced around the shop as his two brothers droned on about their shop. At first, Ron hadn't minded but it seemed to be all they spoke about. A familiar mane of curls caught his eyes; Hermione. He looked closer to see a tall blonde boy place a drink in front of her. He turned around to seat himself when Ron caught a glance of his face. Malfoy.

"It was fascination, Ronnie-kins!"

"The lady that was there,"

"Her hair was horrible, but anyway,"

"She bought a whole load of stuff,

"It was such a good deal and…Ron? Ronnie-kins? RON!" The twins had been aimlessly rambling to about their most favourite customer when they noticed their younger brothers face turned a deep scarlet shade.

"THAT'S IT!" He yelled, slamming his fists on the table. Fred and George took a quick look in the direction that he was glaring at. "Hermione? With Malfoy?"

"Not a bad catch, I'll tell you,"

"But honestly, a Malfoy?"

"I never expected her one to be with a Malfoy…the things people to these days,"

"Are just amazingly outrageous! I never imagined our Hermione to be,"

"With Malfoy. It's amazing really. He was always quite the lady's dream,"

"Bet you all the girls at Hogwarts are downright jealous."

"OH! And I wander what Harry and Ginny's reaction is. The relationship must've happened in the short time you were away from school, Ronnie."

Ron glared heavily at his brothers who smiled amusedly. Jumping from his seat, he stormed over to the table. "YOU FILTHY SLUT!" He yelled, the words toppling out of his mouth like a waterfall.

Hermione leant back in shock, her eyes quickly brimming with tears. Draco let out a small growl of anger. If looks could kill, Ron would have truly been gone. "YOU SODDING SKANK!" He yelled. Tears cascaded softly down her cheeks as she edged slowly away from the infuriated boy.

Two red headed boys raced up to their brother. "Ron, what the hell is wrong with you?" They hissed in unison. "Get away from her." They muttered, pulling him away.

"LET GO OF ME!" He screamed, pushing them both over. "I WANT TO KNOW WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS STUPID LYING COW!" He yelled.

"THAT'S IT!" Draco shouted, standing up before him. "I don't care what you think but Dumbledore has requested Hermione and I to attend the dance together, our reason for being together here. I may not have been friends with her for very long but I will not tolerate this. Get out of my sight." Draco spat out, every syllable dripping with hate.

"THERE IS NO WAY THAT I AM EVER GOING TO LISTEN TO YOU, MALFOY!" Ron screeched, his temper flaring even higher. "YOU'RE JUST A STUPID DADDY'S BOY! YOU'LL PROBABLY TAKE HERMIONE TO YOUR PRECIOUS 'DARK LORD'!

Ron fell to the ground as Draco's fist connected with his jaw. Blood slowly trickled down his chin. "Don't you ever speak to me like that, Weasley. You know nothing. Come on Hermione. Let's leave."

Hermione nodded, her eyes still flowing with tears. "You're just going to follow him like that? Huh, Hermione?" Ron shouted from his place on the floor.

Hermione spun around, her eyes flared with anger. "You know what, Weasel?" She said, spitting out the name. "I'd rather follow him that stay here with you. Draco is right. You know nothing! So don't prance around like a daft pansy when you don't know anything." With that, she grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him quickly out of the store.

"Hermione? Are you alright, sweetie?" Hermione nodded slowly, the hurt evident in her eyes. "Yeah…I'm fine…I was just a little hurt by what he said."

Draco nodded softly before embracing her tightly. "It's alright, love. I'm here forever."


mkay, review people PLEASE! its always amazing to get reviews and the more reviews i get, the more i want to update...its a fact. i also hope that u would take the time to read my one-shots and my new story and perhaps review to it as well...hehe THANK YOU!

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Angie