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Aurora

"Rose, time for dinner!" A sweet voice called. Hermione looked toward the cottage and saw someone the looked a lot like Professor Sprout.

"Oh let her play Pomona, her time is almost up." Said a taller, thinner woman that looked like Professor McGonagall.

"Minerva, we cannot let her out of our sight, we must be attentive at all times."

"Why must you be attentive?" Hermione asked, hoping to get a clue.

"Rose, we've discussed this before, you are to be returned to you parents in two days time." Pomona replied. Hermione worked this clue out as best she could, while following her two professors into the cottage.

"Where is Nymphadora?" Minerva asked.

"She went berry picking."

"She must return soon, we need to prepare Rose's return."

"Do you have to return me?" Hermione asked, breaking into this conversation.

"Yes, you must take you place with the royal family as princess, Princess Aurora. You are betrothed, and so you must return." Pomona answered.

This is Sleeping Beauty, Hermione thought. She was nervous because she knew there were so many variations on this particular tale. No telling what would happen.

"Who am I supposed to be marrying?"

"Prince Draco." The ladies said at once, Hermione suppressed a groan.

"Don't look so cast down Rose, Prince Draco is handsome, I'm sure he will make you very happy." Minerva said.

"I'm sure, for fifteen minute intervals at a time." Hermione muttered under her breath.

"What was that dear?" Pomona asked.

"Nothing, I'm just nervous, this is all so sudden."

"Yes, we realize this is happening very suddenly, but this is for the sake of your kingdom." Minerva said.

"I understand." Hermione answered, and then got up from the table she was sitting, and went up to what she figured was her room. She shut the door, and then sat on the bed with her knees hugged to her.

"I don't need to be with Draco, especially after what happened last night." She whispered to herself. She tried to convince herself that she didn't care, but for one night, she thought that Malfoy actually cared for her.

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Draco woke up with a start. He expected to be dead, after being pushed out of the window of a very high tower. Instead he was in yet another sumptuous bedroom, that wasn't familiar at all.

"Damn!" He said softly, as the events of the last night in the last fairy tale rushed through his head.

"Your Highness, your…' A servant said coming through the door un announced. Before he could finished,

"Yes I know, my mother, father or parents wish to see me immediately." Draco said in an exasperated voice. Really, didn't the prince get to have any fun, other than finding himself in mortal danger half way through the tale?

Was is in his mind, or did her hear a soft female laugh breeze through the room

"Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it." Said the bodiless voice.

"Who's there?" Draco asked aloud, no reply was made. Draco hurriedly dressed and went in search of the throne room.

"Yes father, mother, what did you wish to discuss with me?" He said upon entering the throne room. No one was there, court had not started for the day, and so there was a little time to relax.

"Your fiancé will be arriving this evening…" The Queen began, when Draco appeared to fall over nothing but his own two feet.

"My fiancé?!"

"Yes, Princess Aurora." The Queen replied, giving her son a quizzical look.

"Princess Aurora, a.k.a Hermione." Draco muttered under his breath.

"Did you say something dear?" The Queen asked.

"Nothing, I guess I didn't realize how soon the wedding was approaching." Draco replied.

"We arranged a dinner and ball in honor of Princess Aurora, so please don't go far from the palace." The King stated.

"Fine." Draco replied in a distracted way. He decided to explore the palace, which was most definitely palatial. Draco spent the morning getting lost three times in the palace, then decided to explore the grounds and gardens around the palace. The grounds were as extensive as the palace, and so it was easy for him to lose track of time. Finally Draco found a small alcove of trees, hidden away from the palace. There was a small pound with moss covered rocks, and thick dark green grass. Draco subconsciously decided this would be his special place for the duration of the tale. He needed to get away and think.

"What possessed me to have sex with Granger!?" he said aloud to himself. "Now she's going to get all romantic and mushy!" He continued to say aloud, while his mind replied tauntingly, Whatwould be so bad about that?

Draco crossed over to the other side of the pound as if to escape his thoughts.

"I can't let her get to me!" He yelled, and a flock of startled birds flew out of a near by tree.