A/N
Very long time, I know. Forgive me. But here is the next chapter. I would also like to take this time to let you know that I plan on going faster with the plot here, as it is my goal to finish in 30 chapters. I have other projects I would really like to get started on, and it seems that this story is just getting a bit too long for what it can really offer. Hope you understand and continue reading it till the very end.
One more thing, a friend of mine, Steph, has joined FanFiction, and has also decided to start writing her own story. She has posted up to chapter 6, and in my opinion, she has a lot of potential and her story is rather interesting. So go check her story out, it's called "Change", a Draco-Hermione ship and it's under her penname "earthgoddess36" (the damn thing wont allow me to plug in the link.)
So does is that enough to make it up to you, Steph? XD
So now back to my story.
Oh, one last thing. Almost till the very end, there will be a part that will be a bit confusing. If you have a lot of trouble with it, let me know, and I'll see what I can do about it. Hope you like it.
Chapter 25 "Fainting Spells"
"Okay, now place your hand over mine, count to three and remove it as fast as you can, before I can slap it with my other hand. See, like that." Hermione told Blaise as she demonstrated, moving her hands slowly.
Blaise took both of his hands back from Hermione and stared at her with his eyebrow arched. "You Muggles have the weirdest games." He told her before he turned to look at Draco. "And you have the weirdest girlfriend ever. Never met anyone like her, I'll give you that."
Draco smirked. "Yeah, well you know me; I've got to have the most unique stuff."
Hermione slapped Draco on the arm. "Hey! I'm still here!" she protested. "And I'm not stuff."
Draco laughed along with Blaise. However, Blaise' laugh was cut short as he saw Draco kiss Hermione tenderly on the cheek.
"You two make me sick." He muttered with a grimace.
Hermione giggled. "One day, Zabini, one day you will fall in love and I will be the first to tell you to get a room."
Blaise half smiled. "Not likely, kid."
"Kid?" Hermione echoed.
Draco laughed. "Oh, he tends to do that. He thinks he is much wiser and brilliant than the rest of us, and therefore, he thinks that makes him older."
Blaise turned to Draco. "I am wiser, and I am older. Facts, not thoughts."
"By months!" Draco said back.
Hermione laughed. "Oh, how cute."
Both Slytherins turned to her and gave her black stares. Hermione rolled her eyes. "What? Slytherins aren't cute?"
Both boys shuddered at her remark. "Next thing she will say is that we are soft and cuddly." Blaise said to Draco.
Hermione slowly ran a finger up Draco's arm. "Well, you are soft." She said in a low sort of voice. Then she let herself sink more into his embrace. "And quite cuddly, too." She said with a teasing smile in her lips.
Draco smiled at her boldness while Blaise grunted in disgust. "You disgust me. Get a room." Blaise said for what seemed like the thousandth time.
Draco looked away from Hermione and stared frostily at his friend. "If you don't like it, you can leave." He said in a low voice.
Blaise snorted, but before he could say anything, Hermione spoke up. "Don't be rude, Draco."
Blaise raised an eyebrow at Draco, but Draco decided to ignore him, so Blaise chose to voice what he was going to say before Hermione interrupted him. "Actually," He began, "The only reason why I'm still here is because despite the fact that I advised for you two to get a room, I'm trying to keep you from committing any mistakes." He said in a tone that one would use when voicing an opinion about the weather.
Hermione blushed furiously and looked down. But Draco arched an elegant eyebrow in response to the Italian's remark. "Are you trying to tell me that you are babysitting?" Draco asked after a few minutes of silence.
Blaise nodded, which only caused Hermione to blush a deeper shade of red, something that Draco found utterly adorable. And that did it. His head was spinning with thoughts and images of the mistakes he could be committing with Hermione. He couldn't say he hadn't thought of that before, but well, he hadn't really paid attention to said thoughts. But now that Blaise had mentioned it, Draco was free to pay attention to each and every thought, and he had to admit that he was thankful that Blaise was there.
Not that he thought being with Hermione like that would be a mistake; he just wanted to wait for the right moment and not ruin everything. Despite the popular belief, Draco wasn't really a manwhore. Who would have seen that one coming? Draco smirked slightly as he thought of that, what would Hermione think if he ever told her he had only being with one girl?
Draco was completely lost in his thoughts that it took three calls from Hermione, two from Blaise and finally it was the snap of Hermione's finger in front of his eyes that brought him back to the room.
"Huh?" he said as he focused his gaze on the brown set of eyes that were looking up at him with concern.
"Are you alright?" Hermione asked. "We lost you for a minute there."
Draco smiled sheepishly at her. "Sorry, I was thinking."
"He thinks!" Blaise said as he threw his arms up and looked at the ceiling in a thanking manner and then looking back at Draco he adopted an expression of fake concern. "Careful now," he began. "You wouldn't want to hurt yourself."
"Watch it, Zabini." Draco warned with a dark glance toward the other wizard.
Blaise only laughed, having being used to Draco's threats.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Hermione asked, not shaking things off as easily as Blaise had. "What were you thinking about?"
Draco looked down at her. "I'm alright, I promise. Except I am a bit tired, and it is getting quite late, so maybe we should be off to bed now."
Hermione noticed he didn't answer her question. And she was rather curious. But she decided not to push the subject, thinking that it would not be the best thing at the moment. So she just nodded in agreement.
"Thank Merlin! Another hour of watching you two sharing saliva would scar me for life. I'm already thinking of owling my psychologist to make an appointment." Blaise said as he picked up his coat from the floor.
"You should have done that long time ago, Zabini. Maybe you had a chance to be normal then. But we totally lost you." Draco said, shaking his head slowly, as if he really regretted it.
"Says the guy who gets lost in his own head." Blaise said back.
"Here we go again." Hermione muttered as she too slipped her coat on.
Both boys turned to look at her. "I'm liking you less by the second," Blaise said darkly.
"Oh, no! Blaise won't like me for long! How will I live?! How will I go on?!" Hermione said as she leaned on the wall dramatically.
Draco stared at her with amusement as Blaise rolled his eyes. "See, she knows perfectly well what she is loosing." Blaise said to Draco as Hermione continued to fake sob.
Draco snorted. "Right." Then turning to Hermione, he said, "Alright Hermione quit the drama. I'm the only one who is allowed to be dramatic here."
Hermione stood up straight. "Oh, yeah. You and you're ego." She said to him.
Blaise burst out laughing. "Yup, one of a kind. Really sees you the way you are." He said to Draco in between his laughter.
Draco turned to look at Hermione, one eyebrow arched in amusement. "As in totally sexy and irresistible?" he said with his smirk. Hermione could tell he was trying to not let any comment get to him. However, she was still aware of the fact that she had always being the only one to be able to get under his skin.
So she smiled brightly at him a total fake smile he didn't fail to notice as she took a hold of his hand. "Sure. Very sexy and very irresistible." She said.
He smiled at her. "Yup, I'm used to it."
"I'm sure." She said with that silly smile still about her lips.
Draco leaned down to kiss her softly, cradling her cheek in his hand. Blaise looked up from dusting his pants, saw them, and rolled his eyes.
As much as he told them that he was disgusted about their little shows, he was actually surprised by Draco's actions. Being Draco's best friend had left Blaise with the knowledge that each and every conquest of Draco's was secret and not flashy at all. He knew that Draco was not keen on public display of affection, however, the way he seemed to not be able to keep his hands of Hermione for more than a second gave Blaise the hope that Draco had actually found someone important, if not the one, as corny as that sounded.
Blaise was secretly happy for his friend, considering that Slytherins do not show that kind of happiness and neither do guys, for that matter. But he was still glad, but that wasn't really the word. He was relieved. Yeah, that was more like it. Blaise was actually worried that Draco, having the father that he had, would turn out to be cold and empty. But now that Blaise saw him with Hermione, he understood that his friend was a completely different person than his father. And that, in a way, gave him a lesson.
He sighed loudly as he once again proceeded to tell the couple in front of him how much he was disgusted with their inability to keep their hands -and mouths for that matter- to themselves. Yup, they were lucky he was there, alright.
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Hermione woke up to the sound of an owl hitting her window with its beak. She groaned as she pushed her covers aside and stepped on the cold floor. She quickly walked towards the window to let the owl in. Once the window was opened, the owl rushed in quickly, making Hermione duck as the owl flew right above her head.
The black beautiful owl perched itself on the edge of Hermione's bed and glanced back at her, waiting to have the note it carried removed from its leg.
Hermione made a face at the owl before she closed her window and hurriedly crossed the floor towards her bed. Once she was there she began to untie the piece of parchment from the owl's leg. She was unfolding it and was about to start reading it when the owl suddenly bit her on her index finger.
Hermione quickly pulled her hand away, managing to drop the note on the floor as she lifted her finger towards her face to see how much damage the owl had made. Once again the owl aimed at her finger. Hermione frowned at the owl before she reached for a treat. The owl eyed her intently.
So Hermione turned back to the window and half ran to it. As she opened it the owl flew towards the ceiling. Hermione looked at the owl and threw the treat out the window. The bird launched after its prize. Once the bird was outside, Hermione shut her window close and walked back to her bed, looking around to see where the note had fallen while at the same time sucking on her finger to ease the pain.
She had to get on her knees and look under her bed to find the note. After she managed to get it out from its place under her bed, Hermione sat it on her bed as she reached for her wand. Casting a quick healing spell at her finger, Hermione then reached for the note. She unfolded it and began to read.
Miss Granger,
Please stop by my office today before your breakfast. I have to speak with you, and I'm afraid it's quite urgent.
-Albus Dumbledore
P.S I ate a chocolate frog.
Hermione folded the note with a frown set on her face. She then proceeded to put her school robes on so she could get to the headmaster's office as soon as possible. She looked around her dorm and was surprised to find that everyone was gone. Realizing that she had woken up later than usual, Hermione began to run down the flight of stairs that separated the girls' dorms from the common room.
It was quite obvious she wouldn't get to breakfast today, and she hoped that the meeting with Dumbledore wouldn't last so long that it would cause her to be late to her class. She silently cursed as she narrowly avoided falling on her face as she tried to get past the Fat Lady portrait, since her foot managed to hit the corner of the wall.
Finally she made it to the headmaster's office. She quickly said the password that was written on her letter and soon enough found herself inside the office, standing right in front of Dumbledore's desk.
Hermione didn't expect to see him there. She always thought of him as the kind to make the entrance once the person whom he is waiting for is there. The man just gave off that vibe, but not this time. This time, the old professor was sitting in his chair, leaning back and staring directly at the door, or her, since she was now in the way.
"Miss Granger," The old wizard greeted her. "Thank you for coming."
Hermione stared at him, wondering what could be so urgent. The twinkle that was usually found in his eyes wasn't there at the moment. As Hermione studied him more, he seemed very serious and she could tell he was a bit uncomfortable. But there was something else. Something Hermione couldn't quite place. Realizing that Dumbledore was still waiting for her reply, Hermione cleared her throat to speak.
"Professor," she began. "I have to admit your note worried me quite a bit. Exactly what is this about?" Hermione said. The words sounded blunt even to he ears. But she never liked going in circles. She preferred to get to the point as quickly as possible, it was much better, since it allowed much more time to analyze and decide what to do in response.
Dumbledore stood gracefully from his chair. As he walked around his desk, he motioned Hermione to sit. Hermione slowly declined the offer and turned to look at the old wizard. Dumbledore looked as if he would wait until she sat down, but apparently he decided not to push her further. Instead he sighed and cleared his own throat.
"Miss Granger," he began. "I'm afraid I have bad news for you."
Hermione arched an eyebrow. "What is it?" she asked, concern coloring her voice.
"Hermione?"
Hermione quickly turned around to look at the person calling for her. Her father stood in front of the door. His face brightened for just a second at the sight of his daughter, but the happiness quickly faded. Hermione took that time to really look at her father. His age was now visible, there were dark circles under his eyes and he seemed restless.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Hermione asked as she walked to him.
"Oh, honey," her father said as she held her in a tight hug. "It's your mother." He said in a hoarse voice, as if he were trying to, well, keep from crying.
Hermione pulled away a bit to look her father in the eyes. "What happened?"
"We went to your Aunt Jill's house. And well on the way back it was raining, the car slipped and we drove off the road." He said in a rush.
For the first time Hermione noticed the bandages that were wrapped around his torso peeking down from under his shirt. She looked up at him again, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "And?" she asked slowly, afraid for the answer. Afraid that it was exactly what she was thinking.
"Well, your mother…" he didn't finish his sentence. He didn't have to. Hermione understood completely. She hugged her father tightly, tears running down her cheeks. However, she didn't sub. She didn't yell. She just let the tears fall and only hugged her father tighter.
Mr. Granger held her as tightly. Thinking only that she was the last thing he had in the world, he still couldn't quite believe what had happened. But he had to face it all, for him, for his daughter.
Sometime later, Hermione finally pulled away from her father. Her tears had dried on her cheeks, none were falling. She could only stare at her father and see how fragile he seemed.
"So when do we leave?" Hermione asked her father.
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A week later Hermione was back in school. Her mother's funeral had been nothing but depressing. She still managed to keep herself controlled. She knew her father was keeping a charade up for her, but in truth it was Hermione the one who was protecting. She hated to see her father like that. But she had to go back to school, and he needed his space. So she asked her aunt to watch over him for her. And with that she decided to stop agonizing over the past.
Once she got back to school, Dumbledore asked her if she wanted to take the day off, so that she could rest. Hermione thanked him but said no, thinking that the sooner she started classes the sooner her mind would be occupied, with no room left to feel the sadness.
She was also waiting to see Draco. She hadn't gotten the chance to say goodbye at all. She felt some guilt for leaving like that, but she was sure he would understand. Or at least she hoped he would. Besides, she had gotten the chance to say a quick goodbye to her friends to let them know what was going on, so she knew it was possible for Draco to have asked for her and a little information about her sudden absence.
She sighed as she let herself fall into her bed. Everyone else was at breakfast, and Hermione didn't really want to be there. She rolled onto her stomach and lifted her legs. She thought about her father all by himself in their house where so many memories about her mother rested. She swung her legs back and forth, but let them drop hard against the mattress when thoughts about her mother came into her mind. She then rolled again, this time she was facing the red curtains on her poster bed.
She closed her eyes tightly for a second, fighting back tears. When she knew not one would escape, she got up from her bed quickly and got dressed in her robes, ready to face her friends, her boyfriend, and to welcome every new thing that would cram itself inside her head.
Once Hermione was dressed, she made her way down to her first class. She was careful to keep her head down, so no one would see her. But apparently everyone was still in the great hall. With a sigh of relief, Hermione opened the door to her first class and sat slowly on her seat. The professor wasn't there, but there were a few notes written on the chalkboard at the front of the class, and several textbooks were piled on one of the tables that were next to the professor's desk. All the books were alike, so Hermione figured those were the books that they had been using, considering that the notes on the board had the title of the books as its reference.
Hermione got up from her seat and went to get a book. She stood in front of the table as she grabbed one and flipped the cover open. She began to read the table of contents and she was quite happy that she had not read that book yet, meaning that she could really pay attention to this class.
She was halfway through the chapter that had been more interesting to her as the door to the class opened. Hermione quickly lifted her head as she shut the book closed with a loud thud. She found herself staring into the most gorgeous silver eyes she had ever seen.
He stood frozen at the door, trying to figure out if what he was seeing was just his mind playing tricks on him. 'How pathetic' he thought to himself, 'I can't miss her that much.' He tried to convince himself.
Just at that time, Hermione seemed to recover from her moment of slowness. She turned completely towards him and was about to say his name when the door to the class opened again, this time, a string of people walked through, letting Hermione know that it was now time for class. Draco seemed to realize that there were people trying to pass by him, but also trying to not touch him. He looked back at Hermione with an eyebrow arched. He slightly shook his head and went to his seat at the back. Hermione wondered if she had imagined that.
Just as she was walking towards her seat, she heard a call from a familiar voice. "Hermione! You're back!" Hermione looked once again towards the door only to find herself in the arms of Ron. She smiled slightly at him as she pulled back.
"How are you?" Harry asked as he two gave her a hug, although his was a bit more awkward. Hermione gave him a brilliant smile. She tried to ignore the fact that it felt totally fake. But then she wondered if it looked fake as well.
"I'm okay," Hermione answered.
The unconvinced expression on Harry's face told her that her smile did look fake. She tried to tone it down a bit.
She could tell that Harry and Ron wanted to ask her more questions, but something in her face kept them from doing that. Instead they led her to her seat, and each took their own usual seat around her and began to tell her about the silliest things that had happened during her absence. Hermione smiled, nodded and even laughed quietly in all the right places, although she wasn't paying much attention. She was thankful for their efforts though. But she was much more preoccupied with Draco's reaction.
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The day went by in a blur. Even though Hermione shared more classes with Draco, in neither did they speak. Hermione searched his eyes, but he safely kept his gaze away from her. It was enough to make her sick. She couldn't understand his behavior, and it was annoying her to no end. It was so bad that Hermione decided to not attend lunch. When she announced to her friends that she would take a walk outside, they loyally offered their company, but Hermione told them she would rather be alone. Truth to be told, she couldn't face Draco and his coldness.
She had meant to ask Harry and Ron about that, she wanted to know if Draco had asked for her, but she couldn't bring herself to. Sooner than she thought, the morning had gone by, as had lunch. With another sigh she walked back to the castle. Thankfully it was two more classed before she saw Draco again.
The classes were tedious, and only served to get her more anxious. Finally it was time for Potions. Hermione walked with her two friends to the dungeons, each boy on one of her sides. Once again they tried to distract her, but if it hadn't worked before, it was not going to work now.
Once they arrived to their destination, Hermione couldn't help herself and as soon as she walked into the room she glanced towards the back were Draco usually sat. She was a bit surprised to find him there, his head resting on the table, his arms under the desk. She frowned and quickly made it to her seat.
About a minute later, Snape walked into the room, causing the room to fall completely silent. "Get with your groups." He quickly said as he was walking towards his desk. Hermione looked around her with a confused look on her face.
Snape looked directly at her. "Did you not hear me, Miss Granger?" he said slowly.
Hermione bit her bottom lip before answering. Surely the professor had noticed her absence. "I don't know who I'm supposed to be working with," Hermione said.
Snape arched an eyebrow before he addressed the whole class. "Mark this one down on your calendars. It seems like Miss Granger here doesn't know something."
Hermione blushed scarlet red, but kept her head held high. No one in the room laughed, although some whispers were heard about. Snape returned his dark eyes to her. "Perhaps you should have made sure to know what was going on in class before you came in."
Hermione was about to tell him that she had just gotten here this morning, but he interrupted her. "Get with Malfoy." He said before turning away.
Hermione was stunned. She sat there for at least two more seconds before glancing back at Draco. She found him staring at her with an unreadable expression on his face. She gulped and quickly gathered her things before making her way to his table.
"Dra-Malfoy." She greeted him.
He barely nodded in acknowledgement.
'Fine,' Hermione thought. 'If that's how he wants it to be, that's how it will be. I can't possibly know what's wrong if he doesn't tell me.' She reasoned with herself. And yet that guilty feeling washed over her again. She chose to ignore it.
"So what are we supposed to be doing?" she asked as she took her seat next to him.
Draco pushed a piece of parchment towards her. "Memorize the facts. We will present to the class the history of this potion."
Hermione stared at him for a second before looking down at the parchment. It was the Fire Protection Potion. Hermione knew this one was the potion Snape had used in her first year to allow her and Harry to walk past the magical fire when they had been looking for, well, Snape. But she didn't mention that to Draco, she also didn't mention that she had already researched that potion ages ago. Instead she pretended to read, but was looking at Draco from the corner of her eye.
Her was very serious and just staring ahead, his eyes not focused on anything. After a minute or so of silence, Hermione turned to him. "Did you make this report on your own?"
Draco shrugged. "The partner I was assigned disappeared, so I really didn't have an option."
Hermione stared at him. "Draco," she whispered.
But he couldn't hear her. As much as she tried, she couldn't bring herself to voice his name any louder. Instead she sighed, thinking that she would talk to him when they had more privacy.
"Alright, so since you did the research, I'll speak."
Draco just nodded. Hermione bit her lip again, but this time in pure frustration. But at least her question was answered. Draco had not asked for her. She turned her whole body so that she was completely facing the front. She crossed her right leg over her left and crossed her arms around her stomach.
Sooner than she thought, Snape was calling them up to talk about their potion. Even though Hermione would be the only one to talk, Draco went up with her as well. He leaned on Snape's desk while Hermione stood straight and prepared to speak.
"The Fire Protection Potions was first invented…" who the hell does he think he is? He honestly can't think that I read minds does he?... "It's meant to work as a shield against magical fire. The potion is rather easy to make, since the procedure is a pretty basic one…" Seriously! It's not like I left on a vacation, It's not like I had another option!... "However, it's finding the ingredients that makes this potion a bit complex. Most of them are found in any herb shop, but there are some rare ones that are…"
Suddenly Hermione couldn't concentrate so well. Although she was going through her speech rather well with no sign that there was an argument going on in her head, Hermione was feeling a bit exhausted. There were just so many things to deal with, even if she was used to talking about something that was totally different from what she was thinking at the time, she could only take so much.
Draco noticed something was wrong with Hermione. She paused in all the wrong places. Her breathing quickened. Her skin became flushed and she wasn't standing so straight anymore. Instead, she was walking slowly backwards towards the desk, so that she could rest against something while she attempted to once again catch the string of her speech. But no such luck.
Hermione felt like she couldn't breathe. It was a mixture of feelings inside her. Things she couldn't explain. She lost her focus, her eyes refusing to see clear. She heard a loud buzz in her ears that didn't allow her to think correctly. She still had a few more steps before she reached to desk for support. She desperately tried to pull her thoughts together as she continued to give her speech.
The class stared at her wide eyed, although she couldn't see any of this. Her sentences weren't making any sense, words slurred and run over the next. Suddenly something inside her snapped. A loud buzz in her ears kept her from thinking straight. She saw darkness around her. She tried to quicken her pace to reach the desk, but she couldn't even find herself. She couldn't tell if she was moving at all or not. She just suddenly felt a bit light and that's when she realized she was falling back, falling into that suffocating darkness.
She braced herself for what was coming, she awaited the pain that would course to her once she hit whatever it was that she was falling against. But it didn't come. It was hard for her to focus, but she could hear yells in the background, she could hear someone frantically calling her name. She focused on that voice. She focused all her attention on that voice calling her name, hoping she could find her way back. But it was impossible. She was standing in a darkroom, that voice echoed off the dark walls, whenever she thought she was walking in the right direction, the voice would come from behind her. it was a game, a rather cruel one. She decided to give up. She sat right where she was, and let the darkness take her.
Draco saw her falling. He saw her and run to her. He didn't know what overtook him. He totally forgot where he was. He ignored the gasps as he caught her. He ignored the dirty looks some of his housemates were giving him for touching her, as well as the frowns from the students of the other house, who didn't quite trust him with their princess.
"Hermione, Hermione. Wake up." He pleaded into her ear. Her two bestfriends were standing right in front of Draco and the girl; they too tried to call her back. But Hermione wasn't responding. She was half standing, half resting on Draco.
Her efforts to keep straight were pure reflexes, since he could tell she was totally out of it. So he lifted her completely in his arms, earning himself more gasps.
"What are you doing?" Ron asked.
"Something you were too slow to do yourself." Draco responded as he pushed past him. He only glanced back at the professor, who looked at him with an arched eyebrow, to let him know he was leaving.
"I'm taking her to Pomfrey," he said more to the class than to the professor. Nonetheless, Snape nodded and Draco quickly left the room. It was a long walk towards the hospital wing, and it would be that much tiring with him carrying Hermione. But it was all worth it.
Draco shook his head as he gazed at the now pale girl in his arms. He continued walking, leaving behind a room full of whispers that would surely bring no good.
A/N
So the conversation between Blaise and Draco about Blaise being older, I don't know if that's true, but bits and pieces of that conversation are part of a conversation I had with a friend, and he suggested I write it down, since he saw how much I was suffering with this chapter. =]
You better be happy with this chapter. I erased it about a thousand times, and I still couldn't get it right. To tell you the truth, I still don't like it much. But oh well. My story is at that one place where you don't exactly know where to go since you have to write about so many things but don't exactly know how to put an order to them. It sucks. I know it was terrible for me to kill Hermione's mother, and I know this makes the story even less like the one Rowling wrote, but I don't really care right now. That's how things are now. XD
But anyways, here are the replies to your reviews.
Youn2731- First of all, thanks for the review! And yeah, it would be great if Hermione and Pansy became friends. I think I might use that in my future chapters. =] I'm glad you liked the way I made Pansy. I realized I needed to give the girl a break.
Stephanie Z/ earthgoddess36- I'm glad you liked that chapter so much. You have no idea how happy that makes me. Although, I do think I already replied to this review in a private message, did I not. hmm, still, for whoever is reading, yes this fic will have sour times, as you already see. XD and my idea for this story is for the whole world to change as they see the new and very surprising couple that Hermione and Draco make. That's why I add so many points of views. =] Thanks for the review!
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Leilygurlfan! – well I have to say I love your name. XD yes, I have thought about a Ron/Pansy ship, but I still have to think a bit more about it. who knows. My first language is Spanish, so do forgive the mistakes. I have promised myself that I will edit this story once I'm through with it. I was reading it the other day, and wow I really did suck at the beginning. Lol. Thanks for reviewing and for the idea. I thought I would be the only one supporting the Ron/Pansy thing, but its nice to know what you think. =]
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