Hey y'all. Well, this chapter I hope is pretty good. It's really sentimental and really reflectional. And something really bad happens to the good side. So, now that you've had the previews, it's time for the movie…er…story. Thanks for trusting my sanity this far, Epequa ;)

Disclaimer: Well, nothing belongs to me except this crazy idea that I had to smush them together. Although, I'm really not sure if that belongs to me either. Oh well, carry on.

Chapter 14 - Finely Spun

Hermione decided to see her people that morning and tell Ginny that Harry and her would be arriving that night to rescue them. She played with some of the kids and talked to some of her old classmates when Goyle and a bunch of other guards came in.

"Where is the one you call your leader? Hermione Granger?" he shouted, a malicious glint was in his eyes.

Hermione knew what was going to happen. They were going to kill her. She began to sit up, figuring that Harry could lead them to safety during the wedding. She'd just give her ring to Ginny. That was until Ginny pushed her down and stood up.

"I am Hermione." She said, her voice shaking involuntarily.

"You are to die at sunrise. Come with me." Hermione caught one last look at her terrified face and she knew that she had to carry out the plan.

Hermione ran through the corridors, hoping to get to Harry fast enough. That was when she ran into Draco.

"I heard what happened. Come with me." He said quickly, and he grabbed her hand and led her outside.

Once they were outside, Hermione exploded. "Draco, we can't stay like this. I've just killed one of my best friends."

"I know, I know," Draco said hurriedly. "I'm feeling horrible that I can't love you, but I can't marry Pansy."

"You have to or at least pretend to. Draco, it's the only way my people can escape safely." She said desperately.

"It's for you, so I'll do it." He said, and Hermione rushed up and hugged him.

"Thank you so much. I can't believe the only reason we can't be together is a war that can be solved in a matter of days. No one wants to try, and we suffer for that." She ranted.

He kissed her lightly. "How do you think I feel? You're the only one I'll ever loved and I'm, or rather my father, giving it up to have power."

"Don't worry. There is nothing more that I want than to be with you. But my duty intervenes, and with what I just saw I can't back out."

"Yeah, I know," He said sadly. "I need to talk with Voldemort about the wedding."

"And I need to tell Harry about Ginny. Good-bye, Draco." She kissed him on the cheek.

As he watched her shadow faded from the doorway, he looked out into the night. "Good-bye, forever," he whispered and he too left.

They had resolved their problem and they were each permanently bound to their duties. All was well, except for the person that had just overheard their entire conversation.

A/N: If I wasn't crazy, I'd call that a cliffe. Well, please review and lots of love and lots of little king puppets and Sesame Street ornaments for my reviewers. (My family is decorating the Christmas tree with 'help' from my sisters. I hope to have the next chapter out Thursday because I have NO time whatsoever on Wednesday to write. Thanks for everything, Epequa ;)