"Allllllright," Dawn laughed hysterically, for no reason other than that she had just agreed to learn how to ballroom dance while she was drunker than she had ever seen anyone; even Buffy with the magic beer.

"Miss Summers, first off, you need to stop wobbling like you are," Draco stated, the words coming out more calmly than he felt. In truth, he was just as gone as Dawn was. "Hey!" His arms flew forward, entangling around the girl and she fell into him. The two crashed onto the floor, laughing loudly. The music was vibrated against the walls and Dawn sat up, flinging her head from side to side so her long locks flew around her. "What in the bloody hell are you doing?"

"Draco, head bang with me!" She screamed, still bouncing off beat to the music.

"No," He answered calmly, a large smile betraying his cool voice as he watched the closest thing to a best friend he had ever had fling about.

"Please?"

"No,"

"Pretty please?"

"No,"

"Pretty please with a Dawn on top?"

"No…What?" His eyes became wide as he stared at her. Her hair was tangled and messy from flying around, her cheeks flushed with energy and alcohol, and her eyes shined with pure Dawn-like glee. It was amazing to see her in her true essence, without the burden of her past life resting on her shoulders. She threw her head back and laughed, which caused him to laugh as the two laid against the carpet, staring that ceiling.

"Harry kissed me," She stated calming, still staring upwards.

"Oh?" Draco's voice was almost growling, and in a sober state, Dawn would have noticed.

"It was weird,"

"Why?" He was confused, weren't girls all swoon-y about kisses with heroes.

"It was my first kiss, and I don't know. Buffy always told me, like there were fireworks when her and Angel first kissed. Like electric shocks through her body. The she explained it; I expected it to be…more,"

"How so?"

"Earth shattering, maybe. Like I could close my eyes and just forget about the rest of the world, that there was no war, or Voldemort, or Glory, that my whole life wasn't shattered, that the scars didn't exist, and that all there was was me and you…him. All there was was me and him,"

"I know what you mean," He smiled, turning back to the ceiling, letting her words flow through his brain.

"Draco?" Dawn's voice became sweetly sober, almost childlike. "Do you believe in soul mates?"

"I don't know, Dawn," He answered truthfully. "Do you?"

"Yeah,"

"Do you think you've met him yet?" He asked, turning on his side to face her.

"I don't know, but you wanna know something?"

"What?"

"If I had to pick someone, it'd be you," She smiled brightly, slapping a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

"You know something, Summers?"

"No, I don't really know much of anything right now," She giggled.

"You'd be mine too." She smiled brightly, slapping him across the head with a plush pillow before rolling away. He grinned, grabbing his own pillow and chasing after her. The two flung the pillows at each other, feathers raining like snow. "Hey, love? Thank you."

"For what, Draco?"

"Making me feel happy again," She smiled at him, twirling in circles and taking his two hands in her own.

"You've done the same for me, Mr. Malfoy," And with that, she crawled onto the bed, into a little ball and quickly fell to sleep, ignoring the boy's eyes on her. Draco simply sighed, and laid beside her, smiling slightly and she moved closer.

Authors Note: I finally updated, and I came to the realization that I don't want to rush this story, so I'm taking it step by step, simply opening the doorways. Please review, it really does motivate me to write faster.

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