A/N: … you know it already… don't have to say it…

Disclaimer: Yehey! Chappie 36! Only 4 more chapters and my story is done (aww, that's so sad). Anyway, in this chapter, it would be… I don't know what words to use… anyway, in this chapter is what all of you had been waiting for days and days and days… Anyway, I'll stop here. Enjoy reading:p

Chapter 36: Princess' Confession

If I keep you to me
Happy you'll never be
If I let you go
It means I love you so

- by yours truly :D

Hermione nervously waited for Blaise in the Astronomy Tower. Today was Sunday, almost 8:00 am already.

The door opened, making Hermione more nervous. She looked at the newcomer and saw Blaise

"Hey," he said.

Hermione made a small smile for her answer. Blaise walked towards her, just stopping beside the brunette. There was silence between them.

"It's a nice day, isn't it?" Blaise asked, breaking the silence.

The brunette nodded her head for her answer. She really was too nervous to answer to some small talks.

Again there was silence.

"Our engagement is next month already, isn't it?" Blaise asked, breaking the silence again.

Hermione bit her lower lip, nodding again.

And then suddenly, Blaise sighed. "I think I should stop now."

The brunette looked at him, startled.

Blaise looked back. "I know the reason why you wanted to talk to me, Hermione."

"What?" Hermione asked hoarsely. She cleared her throat, noticing how dry it was.

Blaise averted his gaze away from Hermione. "I always knew you don't love me, Hermione. I always knew you were just forced to choose me because there's no other choice. I'm not that daft."

A small tear found its way out of Hermione's right eye.

"I always knew you love someone else. Not me," Blaise continued.

"How did you know?" Hermione asked in a soft whisper.

"I can see it in your eyes," he said. "I can see your feelings through your eyes, Hermione."

"I'm sorry, Blaise," Hermione said, bowing her head as more tears trickled down her face.

There were no words that were heard except Hermione's soft sobs.

"He's in the Quidditch Pitch," Blaise suddenly said.

"What?" Hermione asked, wiping her tears.

Blaise suddenly pulled Hermione into a hug, startling her. "Draco's in the Quidditch Pitch, practicing today."

Hermione gasped. "You know?"

Blaise chuckled. "Of course! Like I told you, I'm not daft."

The brunette wrapped her arms around Blaise's neck and cried louder because of joy. "Thank you, Blaise! Thank you so much!"

Blaise smiled. "Now, go tell him."

Hermione gave Blaise one last kiss on the cheek before running towards the Quidditch Pitch. Finally, she followed her heart.

The dark-haired boy looked at the ground sadly. He had let go of the person he loves. At least he knew she would be happy. At least, through this thing he did, he had let her know he loves her very much.

Hermione ran towards the Quidditch Pitch, drying her tears and looking for any signs of Draco wildly. She felt free and it's all thanks to Blaise.

'You're so kind Blaise. Thank you,' Hermione thought. And then suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a green billowing robe. It's him.

"Wait!" Hermione shouted. Draco stopped and looked at the source of the voice. He froze at the sight of Hermione and he hastily started to walk away again.

"Hey, wait!" Hermione yelled. "WAIT!"

Draco still ignored Hermione and continued walking.

Hermione frowned. "Hey, wait! Please, just listen to me!"

Ignored again. Draco's head was slightly bowed, concealing the look on his face.

"WAIT!" the brunette shouted, feeling desperate now. She was running towards him but curse his long legs, Hermione can't catch up with him.

"Malfoy!" Hermione shouted. "JUST BLOODY LISTEN TO ME!"

What a stubborn ferret he was. Draco continued walking and walking. He seems like he was persuading her to shout it out loud. And persuading he did.

"I LOVE YOU, YOU IDIOT!" Hermione shouted. "I LOVE YOU!" Her cheeks were burning. She didn't mean to shout it. What if someone heard her? But nothing's important now except to tell him what she really feels. She saw Draco stopping but not moving. Embarrassment was spreading throughout her body.

'He wouldn't come back,' Hermione thought, bowing her head in defeat. 'I just made a fool of myself.'

She heard a twig snapping into two. Hermione looked up immediately and was startled to see Draco just in front of her. What surprised Hermione the most was that he was smiling at her. Not smirking, not sneering, not scowling, but smiling.

"Glad you told me soon," Draco said.

Hermione stared at him, not knowing what to say. She felt her lower lip trembling and a burning sensation in both of her eyes. She knew she was going to cry.

Draco noticed it, too. Suddenly, his smile disappeared replaced by a nervous look on his face. "Hermione…"

The brunette placed both of her hands on Draco's shoulders and gave them a squeeze. She stared at his eyes and noticed how uncomfortable he looks right now. Hermione wanted to laugh but she was too happy to laugh.

"Hermione, no, stop!" Draco said. "Don't – don't cry!"

The Princess leaned her head against Draco's chest. She drew in a deep breath and released it, now, together with tears.

The blond groaned and wrapped his arms around Hermione, pulling her closer to him. Because of this, Hermione's hands left his shoulders and found their new place around his neck.

"Stop!" Draco said uncomfortably. "Just – just stop crying, Hermione! You – you don't have to cry!" Yes, Draco Malfoy, the great, perfect, intelligent (and handsome) Slytherin didn't like to see someone crying. He has to admit, its one of his greatest weakness. He just didn't like the sound and Hermione here was not helping at all.

"It's – it's your fault," Hermione sobbed. "It's – it's your stupid fault!"

"What did I do now?" Draco asked. "You don't have to cry. Does it seem like I beheaded Potter and Weasley and fed their heads to the Giant Squid? Though, I like that idea of mine very much."

Hermione slapped his chest.

"Ouch!" he said. "I was only joking! And for crying out loud! Just stop crying! You can laugh, you can shout, hell, you can even hex me! But of all things, you chose to cry!"

"You – you made me cry, you bloody ferret!" Hermione cried. "These are tears of joy, Draco!"

And there was silence. Hermione felt Draco tightening his hug. She looked at him. Draco was looking at her with a big grin on his face. "What?"

"Say my name again," Draco said.

Hermione looked at him curiously through her tears. "Err… Draco?"

And then, he kissed her.

This was unexpected for Hermione but then, she found herself kissing him back. Unfortunately (in her opinion), the blissful kiss ended so soon when Draco slowly pulled away. Hermione's eyes were still closed even after the kiss.

"I'm sorry," Draco whispered, gently pulling Hermione's head towards his chest. "I'm sorry I told it to you when I know it was quite too late."

Hermione sniffed.

"What will happen to Blaise then?" Draco asked.

"He broke the engagement," Hermione answered, looking at him. "He had let me go, Draco, just for you. He really cares for you."

"And Blaise really loves you," Draco added, not wanting to admit he was feeling guilty. "But, what about the Wizarding World?"

The brunette sighed softly. "It would be quite hard to tell them but I would try."

"And your parents?"

"Mother likes you very much, Draco. You wouldn't deny that," Hermione said. "I don't know about Father. Maybe he would understand."

Draco kissed her forehead (making her smile). "What about Potter and Weasley?"

Hermione slightly laughed. "They would get used to it. They would badly react more if you beheaded Ginny and Luna and fed their heads to the Giant Squid than know that their best friend's in love with their enemy, anyway."

With this comment, Draco chuckled.

Dear Diary,

Now I know how it feels like to have a boyfriend whom you love so much. Now I know the reason why my roommates get all giddy and stuff when their crushes become their boyfriends. Now, I finally know the feeling of being in love.

Now, who's this boyfriend I'm telling you, my diary? I know you might be curious. Why, Draco Malfoy, of course! I finally followed my heart.

Blaise had let me go, my diary. He knew I love someone else. He knew I love his best friend. Blaise is so kind. He tried to be happy. I know he did but I knew that deep down he was hurt. I hope someday, he would find the perfect girl for him who would love him with all her heart.

I worry about the Wizarding World's reaction if they find out about this. I know, it would be known so soon but still… I don't know.

Anyway, I know for sure mother would be delighted about this news. She likes Draco very much. I know she does.

That's all I want to say. Goodnight.

Love,
Hermione

A/N: Aww, Golly, I love this chapter. Well, the reason is very obvious… but you see, this story of mine is not yet done… hehehe, you're probably wondering what next chapter would be all about? Can't tell, so sorry. Just wait for it… again (sori!) Review please:p