Chapter Forty Two: Twins
Once everyone was finally ready for the ball, they all met up in the tower, with the exception of Draco, who had other plans.
"I really don't see why he's making such a production of his costume!" Hermione mumbled annoyed, for the tenth time that night.
Hanna patted her shoulder, "It's important to him, let it slide." She suggested, looking at Tom for some advice.
Tom shrugged back, not knowing how to help their uptight friend.
"Mione for Merlin's sake clam down!" Dora finally shouted, adapting the magical saying, "Draco has a reputation to keep doesn't he? Maybe he's down in the Slytherin common room right now, trying to keep it in tact as much as he can."
"Maybe your right. It does make sense." She sat down.
None of them changed their appearances, they all were fairly recognizable in their costumes.
Mione made her hair stand out wild and tamed at the same time, it wasn't bushy, but looked airy and light instead. She over exaggerated her eye make- up, which, consisting of dark green and sage eye-shadow, and glitter, had made her eyes look more, faerie-ish.
She wore a light pink lip gloss, instead of lipstick because it make her look far more natural, like a faerie. She wore pointed faerie boots and all her jewelry. The faerie bracelet, which looked like silver leaflets with hidden faeries about it, and her earrings which sparkled, with quartz, had one faerie each, holding the gem.
About her neck, was her most precious possession, her dragon necklace. It didn't clash with her other jewelry at all, in fact, it matched so perfectly, Hermione had the feeling that they shopped with it in mind.
The sage green dress just seemed to fit her, like it was made for Hermione, it touched her curves correctly, and shimmered and moved with no restrictions, while staying modest. When ever she did move, in fact, the light hit her and shimmered like a magical aurora that lived about her in that outfit.
On the skin not touching jewelry, or hidden by the dress, Hermione added more glitter to, except her face, and neck.
She was truly a sight to be seen.
"Mione," Ginny walked up to her friend in her Egyptian dress, "It has to be said, balls suit you. During your fourth year Yule ball, everyone couldn't believe you looked the way you did. And now, look at you!" she gestured to the gown. "You always shine at these kind of get-togethers." She comforted her friend.
Ginny herself, didn't look bad at all. Her beautiful eyes were accented with Egyptian eye lines and her lips were given the darkest red imaginable. Her naturally red hair was straightened and stitched with beads like the queen of the Nile herself wore. Her dress was gold, and white. A fairly nice sleeveless gown that looked like one the queen of Egypt would wear, which is how they got the idea. Ray had out done herself in it's making.
She was wearing no earrings, but a heavy plate necklace, and a golden snake armband. On her feet were slippers, in shimmering gold, and her nails were done in bright blue and red.
By the time the 'godmothers' were done, she had truly looked like the queen of the Nile.
Dora had gone for an elegant look, like a prom queen or a diva. She was just gorgeous. The light sky blue favored her green eyes, in such a way that it looked, like she was almost an angel when put with her golden locks. She had nearly gone for that look but decided it was to cliché. So she just dressed up in her nicest make up.
Ray had used the renaissance look to her advantage, and dressed up like a princess from that era, complete with bodice and petticoats. She even had a cape with an antique clasp. She looked perfect with her hair chain mail garment, that hung down and gave a look of superiority, she truly looked like she had come from the middle ages, everything from her make up, to style of jewelry just screamed the time period.
Hanna had to make her self up. She looked like a vamp with she was done, an evil goddess. Blood red lipstick, black eye liner and mascara, golden eye shadow and bronze blush. Black pumps that had at least three inch heals. Her hair was tamed and placed in a bun, with a pony tail coming out of it. She painted her magically longer nails bright red to match her lipstick and she wore diamonds. A diamond plated necklace, a bracelet with handing diamonds and from her ears hung little diamond tears. Finally, as a final touch, she wore belly belt, a fine tread chain of silver with a single diamond hanging from the end of the y-chain that fell beautifully to her side. She looked almost like a queen in this outfit. A beautiful sight indeed.
Tom dressed plain, in a dark navy suit with black accents here and there. He however, was also wearing a large broad cloak, that was black on the underside, but on the outside, it was navy and had bronze feathers stitched in all over it, and bronze stars along the borderlines. It matched his black navy and golden feathered mask.
Ron wore a black tux as well, with red accents, and a tasteful black with red underlain satin cloak. His outfit had a distinct flavor of the renaissance as well, considering Ray was the one who made it for him. His mask was black with red beads.
They all were standing around waiting, considering they didn't want to be there early However, Hermione and Tom had to open the dance with a short dance between them. So they had to be on time, even if they refused to be early.
When the clock chimed the hour, they all stood up, grabbed their respected masks and started down to the hall.
Hermione wore a mask make of silver glitter and green leafs. Hanna's was thin and gold. Ray wore a feather and ribbon mask like they wore at masks in the middle ages. Dora's mask was light blue with white feathers hanging downwards. Ginny, not really wanting to wear a mask, had transfigured one so that the god Oris was facing in on both sides of her face, using his wings to form eye holes.
Hermione, despite her understanding of the situation was in tangles, she couldn't understand why she was so nervous. Sure she had expected Draco to not join them before the ball, but at the same time she had hoped that she could al least walk down with someone.
Looking over, she spotted her 'twin' wearing a gorgeous golden kimono, long an dress like, she had lotus flowers on her mask and in her hair. Her hair was up in a beautiful Japanese style. Three buns, two on the sides, that were hidden by the large blooms and one in back that hung elegantly down to her neck.
Kat did look far better then she did, Hermione thought sadly. Her makeup was practically perfect, and normally she never dressed up like this, never, so it could only make Hermione wonder. Why did this time matter?
They reached the great hall at the same time that everyone else did, much to Hermione's disappointment.
A hand clasped onto her shoulder and she looked up at professor McGonagall. "Come with me." She said softly leading Tom and her to the head of the crowds.
The doors to the hall opened, and everyone was surprised to see the new crests, silence overcame the hall.
"Attention," Albus announced to the crowds. "The Masquerade shall now open with our head girl and boy." He gestured to Hermione and Tom, who had, rather quickly changed their outfits to red and navy robes, respectively.
They didn't want people knowing who they were the entire ball.
The song was a simple waltz, and they started to dance around the hall as people begun to gradually join them, they separated, and transformed back into their costumes.
Tom placed his hand on her shoulder, "Go find your dragon," he whispered softly, as he went off to find Hanna.
Looking around she felt lost, although she herself had decorated this hall, having all these people in it made it seem so foreign. She started to panic, she couldn't even find her friends.
"Draconis," she whispered.
"Hey," a blonde haired girl walked up to her, and Hermione immediately recognized Pansy.
"Hi," Hermione smiled, "I'm a bit lost."
"I noticed, love your costume by the way." She commented, handing Hermione a butter beer.
"Thank you," and she indicated both the compliment and the drink.
"Your date leave you?" she asked sadly.
"No," Hermione answered, "He's not in my house, so we were to meet up here." She looked around, and immediately spotted him.
How could she have missed him!
He was wearing a black suit that when it hit the light perfectly, it turned silver. His long cloak gave him an air of importance, and his hair shinned like white gold, On his cloak were two rampant dragons , and he wore a sword.
The perfect knight.
"I take you spotted him?" Pansy teased.
"Yes," she faced her. "Thanks for keeping me company, but I want to dace now," she handed back the drink , and whispered a quick "Thanks Pansy" before she flew off to Draco's side.
Pansy at that moment realized who she was talking to, and was surprised. Hermione Granger was actually wearing Green and silver? She had actually, knew who she was talking to and still held a decent conversation.
Maybe Gryffindors weren't as hot headed as they seemed.
Then she noticed her date.
Draco.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione skipped up behind him and place her hands over his eyes, "guess who?" she whispered.
"Regina," he took her hands and spun her around, then kissed on of her palms. "Let's dance." He suggested, softly into her ear.
"You make me find you, then you suggest a dance?" she asked angrily, then smiled, and kissed his cheek, "I would love to."
"Thought you might," he smiled in return, and took her hand, leaving his sword off, they found their way to the center of the dance floor.
A soft song came on, as Hermione willed it to.
He took her hand and placed the other on his shoulder, and he placed his other hand on her waist.
They moved slowly, and to the rhythm of the song, spinning and dipping. Hermione danced freely in a cheerful outgoing way that accented her existence as a faerie. Soon everyone was looking at the couple in awe.
Their movements were nearly perfect, and they danced as if they had done so since they were born.
Draco, turned her into a spin and brought her back close to him. Hermione took her hands and locked them around his neck, as he held her waist. They danced, still spinning and moving in the basic dancing pattern, but without letting go.
Hermione didn't know why she felt so relaxed. All she really knew was that somehow, she and Draco had gotten far closer then friends. Draco held her softly, like she was something very precious to him, and she held on like she would fall if he let go.
All the times she had cried, all they times she had felt afraid, or whenever she had simply needed someone, he was always there.
"Draconis?" she whispered.
"Yes, Mercury," he pulled back and looked into her eyes. His eyes were filled with a happiness that she had only just found. But wasn't sure about.
Things were moving fast, but at the same time, "Draco," she started again, "Let's talk outside for a second." She suggested.
"Alright." And he lead her from the floor.
Everyone watched them leaving, they looked like royalty, in their grace.
However, Pansy wasn't the only one that night to realize who was who, per say.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hanna and Tom watched as the two left the hall, they knew, deep in their heart, what was going on.
Looking to the side for a moment, they saw something else, that no one had expected.
Kat had made her outfit, far less extravagant, and was currently discussing, something, with their potions master.
Hanna held a giggle. "Hopefully no one thinks that's our dear Mione," she told Tom, who agreed.
"Yes, else wise we'll have a far worse situation on our hands."
"You must say, that it is quite amazing, getting Snape to talk normally for once?"
Tom faced her and cupped her face, "Yes, but not nearly as amazing as you." And they kissed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ginny had found Harry sitting in a corner, "Are you going to sit there all night?" she asked simply.
Since her hair was plaited in beads, it's true color was hidden, and Harry couldn't recognize who he was speaking to.
"I guess, I don't like dancing much." He sipped his butter beer.
"That's a shame," she sat by him, "I guess I'll have to stay here until you feel like dancing."
Harry regarded the girl oddly for a moment. "May I ask your name?"
"I'm afraid it's against the rules." She notified him, "And it would ruin the fun."
"Then," a smile came to his face, "Let's play twenty questions, and see if we can figure it out?"
"Alright, but once you guess correctly, we'll dance."
"Agreed."
And the game commenced.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione and Draco found themselves on a stone bench out in the middle of the garden. It was dark, and the roses were orange and black. Not really romantic, however the two sat down and looked about them.
"What is it Hermione?" Draco asked after a while.
She looked up at him a smiled. "I remember this summer, when we were still at each others throats, and I still called you my enemy. Remember that?"
He smiled, "yeah, and I guess Ray was right."
"What do you mean?"
"Remember how, after our first tennis game, when she called us friends."
"Yeah, I guess by then," she looked up at the stars, "I was starting to understand."
He put his hand on hers. "You let me read your book." He said calling her attention back to him, "It showed me things about you, that I simply didn't know,"
"Then when we were finally getting along, your father got his mind back, and you had to leave again." She said softly, her other hand suddenly clutching her necklace.
"I hated that." Draco said suddenly, "I don't know when, but you had become a part of my life, having you gone, just hurt."
Hermione nodded, "I felt similar." She looked down at her pendant, "I was looking foreword to school, but yet I wasn't. You said you would need to be the same prick you were before, and that scared me, but I wanted to see you again, as well as Harry and Ron, but I mainly wanted to see you.
"On the train, I was not sure how to act when you came in. So I pushed myself into a little corner, waiting for a cue, you insulted me I threw it back, knowing it wasn't personal." She knew that she was starting to blab so she simply cut to the chase, "But, when I had the nightmare, that night, I felt as if my world was going to fall apart." Draco watched her intently, "Then you came, and suddenly, everything felt right." She looked up at him, "It wasn't the only time; when Harry blew up, and when Kat lost her family, you were there for me. You held me and," she leaned on him, and suddenly felt secure. Out of nowhere, she felt an electric shock pass through her body as his warm lips touched hers, silencing her.
Draco put his arms around her and held her close. "Seeing you in pain, mentally, physically, or emotionally," he whispered into her hair, "Upsets me, and I have this overwhelming need to hold you," he pulled up her face, "But when you smile, it's like everything is alright, nothing could be more perfect, Hermione," he bent in closer, "I love you."
He caught her words before she could say them, he tasted her mouth, and she responded. The connection between then was so vibrant that both felt an amazing power course though them.
Hermione pulled back softly for a breath, "I love you too Draco." She put her hand on his mouth, "I don't know how, I don't know when, I don't even know why, but I love you, and in some ways," she lowered her hand,
"I think I have always loved you." They both whispered at the same time.
They remained in each others embrace for quite some time there after.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
AN: Ok yeah, remember when I said I had all these written? Well I was hoping on having this posted Monday, BEFORE my surgery, but I couldn't find it. So now you'll all have to thank my sister for posting it for me.
The best way you can show your thanks to her, she tells me, is for you to read her original story " Magic Of Terra" and review it. Her ID name is JMBunny, she can't give me the link so you can search for it. She tells me its in fantasy and its on fiction press, like it wasn't obvious, but hey! She's doing me and you a GREAT favor.
But if you really don't feel like reading it, that's fine too.
Just remember to review for me, AND PLEASE FORGIVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
RelenaS
Once everyone was finally ready for the ball, they all met up in the tower, with the exception of Draco, who had other plans.
"I really don't see why he's making such a production of his costume!" Hermione mumbled annoyed, for the tenth time that night.
Hanna patted her shoulder, "It's important to him, let it slide." She suggested, looking at Tom for some advice.
Tom shrugged back, not knowing how to help their uptight friend.
"Mione for Merlin's sake clam down!" Dora finally shouted, adapting the magical saying, "Draco has a reputation to keep doesn't he? Maybe he's down in the Slytherin common room right now, trying to keep it in tact as much as he can."
"Maybe your right. It does make sense." She sat down.
None of them changed their appearances, they all were fairly recognizable in their costumes.
Mione made her hair stand out wild and tamed at the same time, it wasn't bushy, but looked airy and light instead. She over exaggerated her eye make- up, which, consisting of dark green and sage eye-shadow, and glitter, had made her eyes look more, faerie-ish.
She wore a light pink lip gloss, instead of lipstick because it make her look far more natural, like a faerie. She wore pointed faerie boots and all her jewelry. The faerie bracelet, which looked like silver leaflets with hidden faeries about it, and her earrings which sparkled, with quartz, had one faerie each, holding the gem.
About her neck, was her most precious possession, her dragon necklace. It didn't clash with her other jewelry at all, in fact, it matched so perfectly, Hermione had the feeling that they shopped with it in mind.
The sage green dress just seemed to fit her, like it was made for Hermione, it touched her curves correctly, and shimmered and moved with no restrictions, while staying modest. When ever she did move, in fact, the light hit her and shimmered like a magical aurora that lived about her in that outfit.
On the skin not touching jewelry, or hidden by the dress, Hermione added more glitter to, except her face, and neck.
She was truly a sight to be seen.
"Mione," Ginny walked up to her friend in her Egyptian dress, "It has to be said, balls suit you. During your fourth year Yule ball, everyone couldn't believe you looked the way you did. And now, look at you!" she gestured to the gown. "You always shine at these kind of get-togethers." She comforted her friend.
Ginny herself, didn't look bad at all. Her beautiful eyes were accented with Egyptian eye lines and her lips were given the darkest red imaginable. Her naturally red hair was straightened and stitched with beads like the queen of the Nile herself wore. Her dress was gold, and white. A fairly nice sleeveless gown that looked like one the queen of Egypt would wear, which is how they got the idea. Ray had out done herself in it's making.
She was wearing no earrings, but a heavy plate necklace, and a golden snake armband. On her feet were slippers, in shimmering gold, and her nails were done in bright blue and red.
By the time the 'godmothers' were done, she had truly looked like the queen of the Nile.
Dora had gone for an elegant look, like a prom queen or a diva. She was just gorgeous. The light sky blue favored her green eyes, in such a way that it looked, like she was almost an angel when put with her golden locks. She had nearly gone for that look but decided it was to cliché. So she just dressed up in her nicest make up.
Ray had used the renaissance look to her advantage, and dressed up like a princess from that era, complete with bodice and petticoats. She even had a cape with an antique clasp. She looked perfect with her hair chain mail garment, that hung down and gave a look of superiority, she truly looked like she had come from the middle ages, everything from her make up, to style of jewelry just screamed the time period.
Hanna had to make her self up. She looked like a vamp with she was done, an evil goddess. Blood red lipstick, black eye liner and mascara, golden eye shadow and bronze blush. Black pumps that had at least three inch heals. Her hair was tamed and placed in a bun, with a pony tail coming out of it. She painted her magically longer nails bright red to match her lipstick and she wore diamonds. A diamond plated necklace, a bracelet with handing diamonds and from her ears hung little diamond tears. Finally, as a final touch, she wore belly belt, a fine tread chain of silver with a single diamond hanging from the end of the y-chain that fell beautifully to her side. She looked almost like a queen in this outfit. A beautiful sight indeed.
Tom dressed plain, in a dark navy suit with black accents here and there. He however, was also wearing a large broad cloak, that was black on the underside, but on the outside, it was navy and had bronze feathers stitched in all over it, and bronze stars along the borderlines. It matched his black navy and golden feathered mask.
Ron wore a black tux as well, with red accents, and a tasteful black with red underlain satin cloak. His outfit had a distinct flavor of the renaissance as well, considering Ray was the one who made it for him. His mask was black with red beads.
They all were standing around waiting, considering they didn't want to be there early However, Hermione and Tom had to open the dance with a short dance between them. So they had to be on time, even if they refused to be early.
When the clock chimed the hour, they all stood up, grabbed their respected masks and started down to the hall.
Hermione wore a mask make of silver glitter and green leafs. Hanna's was thin and gold. Ray wore a feather and ribbon mask like they wore at masks in the middle ages. Dora's mask was light blue with white feathers hanging downwards. Ginny, not really wanting to wear a mask, had transfigured one so that the god Oris was facing in on both sides of her face, using his wings to form eye holes.
Hermione, despite her understanding of the situation was in tangles, she couldn't understand why she was so nervous. Sure she had expected Draco to not join them before the ball, but at the same time she had hoped that she could al least walk down with someone.
Looking over, she spotted her 'twin' wearing a gorgeous golden kimono, long an dress like, she had lotus flowers on her mask and in her hair. Her hair was up in a beautiful Japanese style. Three buns, two on the sides, that were hidden by the large blooms and one in back that hung elegantly down to her neck.
Kat did look far better then she did, Hermione thought sadly. Her makeup was practically perfect, and normally she never dressed up like this, never, so it could only make Hermione wonder. Why did this time matter?
They reached the great hall at the same time that everyone else did, much to Hermione's disappointment.
A hand clasped onto her shoulder and she looked up at professor McGonagall. "Come with me." She said softly leading Tom and her to the head of the crowds.
The doors to the hall opened, and everyone was surprised to see the new crests, silence overcame the hall.
"Attention," Albus announced to the crowds. "The Masquerade shall now open with our head girl and boy." He gestured to Hermione and Tom, who had, rather quickly changed their outfits to red and navy robes, respectively.
They didn't want people knowing who they were the entire ball.
The song was a simple waltz, and they started to dance around the hall as people begun to gradually join them, they separated, and transformed back into their costumes.
Tom placed his hand on her shoulder, "Go find your dragon," he whispered softly, as he went off to find Hanna.
Looking around she felt lost, although she herself had decorated this hall, having all these people in it made it seem so foreign. She started to panic, she couldn't even find her friends.
"Draconis," she whispered.
"Hey," a blonde haired girl walked up to her, and Hermione immediately recognized Pansy.
"Hi," Hermione smiled, "I'm a bit lost."
"I noticed, love your costume by the way." She commented, handing Hermione a butter beer.
"Thank you," and she indicated both the compliment and the drink.
"Your date leave you?" she asked sadly.
"No," Hermione answered, "He's not in my house, so we were to meet up here." She looked around, and immediately spotted him.
How could she have missed him!
He was wearing a black suit that when it hit the light perfectly, it turned silver. His long cloak gave him an air of importance, and his hair shinned like white gold, On his cloak were two rampant dragons , and he wore a sword.
The perfect knight.
"I take you spotted him?" Pansy teased.
"Yes," she faced her. "Thanks for keeping me company, but I want to dace now," she handed back the drink , and whispered a quick "Thanks Pansy" before she flew off to Draco's side.
Pansy at that moment realized who she was talking to, and was surprised. Hermione Granger was actually wearing Green and silver? She had actually, knew who she was talking to and still held a decent conversation.
Maybe Gryffindors weren't as hot headed as they seemed.
Then she noticed her date.
Draco.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione skipped up behind him and place her hands over his eyes, "guess who?" she whispered.
"Regina," he took her hands and spun her around, then kissed on of her palms. "Let's dance." He suggested, softly into her ear.
"You make me find you, then you suggest a dance?" she asked angrily, then smiled, and kissed his cheek, "I would love to."
"Thought you might," he smiled in return, and took her hand, leaving his sword off, they found their way to the center of the dance floor.
A soft song came on, as Hermione willed it to.
He took her hand and placed the other on his shoulder, and he placed his other hand on her waist.
They moved slowly, and to the rhythm of the song, spinning and dipping. Hermione danced freely in a cheerful outgoing way that accented her existence as a faerie. Soon everyone was looking at the couple in awe.
Their movements were nearly perfect, and they danced as if they had done so since they were born.
Draco, turned her into a spin and brought her back close to him. Hermione took her hands and locked them around his neck, as he held her waist. They danced, still spinning and moving in the basic dancing pattern, but without letting go.
Hermione didn't know why she felt so relaxed. All she really knew was that somehow, she and Draco had gotten far closer then friends. Draco held her softly, like she was something very precious to him, and she held on like she would fall if he let go.
All the times she had cried, all they times she had felt afraid, or whenever she had simply needed someone, he was always there.
"Draconis?" she whispered.
"Yes, Mercury," he pulled back and looked into her eyes. His eyes were filled with a happiness that she had only just found. But wasn't sure about.
Things were moving fast, but at the same time, "Draco," she started again, "Let's talk outside for a second." She suggested.
"Alright." And he lead her from the floor.
Everyone watched them leaving, they looked like royalty, in their grace.
However, Pansy wasn't the only one that night to realize who was who, per say.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hanna and Tom watched as the two left the hall, they knew, deep in their heart, what was going on.
Looking to the side for a moment, they saw something else, that no one had expected.
Kat had made her outfit, far less extravagant, and was currently discussing, something, with their potions master.
Hanna held a giggle. "Hopefully no one thinks that's our dear Mione," she told Tom, who agreed.
"Yes, else wise we'll have a far worse situation on our hands."
"You must say, that it is quite amazing, getting Snape to talk normally for once?"
Tom faced her and cupped her face, "Yes, but not nearly as amazing as you." And they kissed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ginny had found Harry sitting in a corner, "Are you going to sit there all night?" she asked simply.
Since her hair was plaited in beads, it's true color was hidden, and Harry couldn't recognize who he was speaking to.
"I guess, I don't like dancing much." He sipped his butter beer.
"That's a shame," she sat by him, "I guess I'll have to stay here until you feel like dancing."
Harry regarded the girl oddly for a moment. "May I ask your name?"
"I'm afraid it's against the rules." She notified him, "And it would ruin the fun."
"Then," a smile came to his face, "Let's play twenty questions, and see if we can figure it out?"
"Alright, but once you guess correctly, we'll dance."
"Agreed."
And the game commenced.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione and Draco found themselves on a stone bench out in the middle of the garden. It was dark, and the roses were orange and black. Not really romantic, however the two sat down and looked about them.
"What is it Hermione?" Draco asked after a while.
She looked up at him a smiled. "I remember this summer, when we were still at each others throats, and I still called you my enemy. Remember that?"
He smiled, "yeah, and I guess Ray was right."
"What do you mean?"
"Remember how, after our first tennis game, when she called us friends."
"Yeah, I guess by then," she looked up at the stars, "I was starting to understand."
He put his hand on hers. "You let me read your book." He said calling her attention back to him, "It showed me things about you, that I simply didn't know,"
"Then when we were finally getting along, your father got his mind back, and you had to leave again." She said softly, her other hand suddenly clutching her necklace.
"I hated that." Draco said suddenly, "I don't know when, but you had become a part of my life, having you gone, just hurt."
Hermione nodded, "I felt similar." She looked down at her pendant, "I was looking foreword to school, but yet I wasn't. You said you would need to be the same prick you were before, and that scared me, but I wanted to see you again, as well as Harry and Ron, but I mainly wanted to see you.
"On the train, I was not sure how to act when you came in. So I pushed myself into a little corner, waiting for a cue, you insulted me I threw it back, knowing it wasn't personal." She knew that she was starting to blab so she simply cut to the chase, "But, when I had the nightmare, that night, I felt as if my world was going to fall apart." Draco watched her intently, "Then you came, and suddenly, everything felt right." She looked up at him, "It wasn't the only time; when Harry blew up, and when Kat lost her family, you were there for me. You held me and," she leaned on him, and suddenly felt secure. Out of nowhere, she felt an electric shock pass through her body as his warm lips touched hers, silencing her.
Draco put his arms around her and held her close. "Seeing you in pain, mentally, physically, or emotionally," he whispered into her hair, "Upsets me, and I have this overwhelming need to hold you," he pulled up her face, "But when you smile, it's like everything is alright, nothing could be more perfect, Hermione," he bent in closer, "I love you."
He caught her words before she could say them, he tasted her mouth, and she responded. The connection between then was so vibrant that both felt an amazing power course though them.
Hermione pulled back softly for a breath, "I love you too Draco." She put her hand on his mouth, "I don't know how, I don't know when, I don't even know why, but I love you, and in some ways," she lowered her hand,
"I think I have always loved you." They both whispered at the same time.
They remained in each others embrace for quite some time there after.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
AN: Ok yeah, remember when I said I had all these written? Well I was hoping on having this posted Monday, BEFORE my surgery, but I couldn't find it. So now you'll all have to thank my sister for posting it for me.
The best way you can show your thanks to her, she tells me, is for you to read her original story " Magic Of Terra" and review it. Her ID name is JMBunny, she can't give me the link so you can search for it. She tells me its in fantasy and its on fiction press, like it wasn't obvious, but hey! She's doing me and you a GREAT favor.
But if you really don't feel like reading it, that's fine too.
Just remember to review for me, AND PLEASE FORGIVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
RelenaS