Graduation day looked like it was going to be fun…
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Hermione and Draco walked hand in hand through the school, smiling at each other adoringly. Harry, Ron and Ginny trailed behind, looking disgusted. Harry and Ron made faces at each other every time Hermione and Draco did anything even remotely romantic. Ginny was beginning to regret the whole match making thing, all the fluffiness DID get a bit too much. She hadn't thought they would get SO attached, SO fast! They were walking toward their dormitories to get changed, because there was a graduation ball for only the Seventh years tonight. Ginny had decided to get ready in Hermione's room, since there would be more space there. Harry and Ron separated from them to go back to the Gryffindor dorm. Ginny waved and elbowed Hermione in the ribs.
"Hmmm?" Said Hermione.
"WAVE TO HARRY AND RON!" Hermione made an 'oh' shape with her lips and waved cheerily at the boy's retreating backs. Ginny rolled her eyes and Draco didn't notice at all. Something had to be done. Ginny wiggled her way between the two and put an arm around each. "Listen guys, I think you need some time apart. You're positively sickening everyone in school." She said.
"Really? Why do they care?" Draco asked in a surprised manner.
"It's so sappy and gross. I mean, 'you go first darling' 'no you sweetheart' 'I'm not going until you do honey'! It's a bloody water fountain! Who cares who goes first?" Ginny said.
"B-but Ginny, I just wanted to make sure Draco didn't get dehydrated!"
"But I'm stronger, love. You needed to drink first, just in case." Ginny let out an exasperated sigh.
"That's it! It's over, now!" She pulled out her wand, waved it around and muttered some words, then pointed it at Hermione and Draco, who were arguing over which one of them loved each other more (again). All of a sudden they sprang apart. Of course they couldn't bear to be more than 10 feet apart, so they immediately tried to get closer. But found they couldn't. Ginny heaved a sigh of relief, took Hermione's arm, and pulled her through the portrait, saying,
"Hatred abounds… in my dreams," in a pissy tone. Draco waved at them sadly before disappearing into his room. Ginny took 2 pinkish pills out of her purse and held one out to Hermione, who was telling her how much she missed Draco. At Hermione's failure to notice, Ginny shoved it into her mouth and said "SWALLOW." Hermione did and then continued on about Draco as though nothing had happened. Ginny rolled her eyes and ran to Draco's room, where he was gazing nondescriptly at the picture of Hermione, and dragged him into Hermione's room, removing the distance charm and stuffing the second pill into his mouth. Hermione and he saw each other and ran into each others arms, but then pulled away like they'd been bitten, both blushing. Hermione was the first to say timidly,
"Was that a dream?"
"Unfortunately no." Ginny said. "It was a prank."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE…WHOEVER DID THIS…IT WAS YOU WASN'T IT?" Draco yelled at Ginny. Ginny smiled/flinched.
"Uh! I've embarrassed myself in front of the entire school by acting like a sappy wimp! Omigod, where's that razor?" Draco moaned, not entirely joking. Ginny hastily grabbed a razor and his it behind her back.
"Now, Draco, no need to get to upset, don't do anything rash… you could hurt yourself…"
"Don't want the razor for me Ginny! For you." He said menacingly. Hermione nodded.
"I agree with Ginny, we shouldn't kill her OR ourselves, Draco. Then they'd send us to Azkaban." She said reasonably, like usual self. "But I'm so embarrassed! Ginny how could you?"
"I didn't think the charm would be so strong! Besides, I'm sure everybody's guessed that it was a prank!" Draco winked at Hermione.
"Oh Hermione, I love you so much!"
"Draco darling sweetums, I don't think you love me as much as I love you!"
"But Hermione, You're my one and only true love, and every inch of my being sings in glorious praise every time you come near… I surely love you more!"
"No Draco, do not pain me by these words. I know in my heart of hearts that without you, I could not live, could not breathe, could not…"
"Um, I'm going to change with the other girls…" Ginny said hastily before she ran out of Hermione's room, out the portrait, and far, far away. Draco and Hermione laughed.
"Seriously, I've never been so, so mortified!" Said Hermione as she flopped down on her bed. "So excruciatingly, horrifyingly embarrassed, so,"
"In love with the most handsome, wonderful man on earth?" Draco interjected smoothly. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"So in love with the most conceited, pig-headed BOY on earth." Hermione finished. Draco scowled at her. "Who's also, to some small degree, wonderful." She added, smiling. Draco sighed and wandered off to his room to get changed.
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Draco came out of his room to ask Hermione about what color robes he should wear. She was in the shower. **Is it just me or is Hermione always in the shower** He sat down on the couch, waiting for her to come out. At every sound, he jumped, and he kept glancing at the bathroom door nervously. He could hear her humming. **I trust Hermione. I told her I trusted her, and I meant it. I trust Hermione. I trust Hermione. She won't do anything…I trust Hermione**
"Hermione?" He said through the door. This time she answered.
"Yeah, Draco?"
"Um, You're okay right?"
"I'm not cutting myself, if that's what you mean."
"NO! I didn't mean that… I was just making sure, that you, um, were okay drying your hair by yourself!" The door flew open and there Hermione stood, in her robe with her hair wet and an expression of pure sarcasm on her face.
"Yeah Draco, despite seventeen years of being a girl, I really need your help drying my hair." She said rolling her eyes. She held out her arms and there were no fresh cuts.
"Um, you didn't have to do that, Hermione. Remember, I trust you." Draco said, fighting the relief that threatened to show on his face. Hermione smiled.
"Draco, I know you trust me, but I also know that it must be hard to trust me after all…that stuff. So, I'm fine with letting you check my arms for a couple of days or centuries until I completely regain your trust. Don't worry about it." She said.
"Okay. But, what color is your dress?"
"Milan Red." Hermione said.
"So what color robes should I wear with, um…Milan Red?"
"I guess…maybe blue or black…"
"Oh good. I only have black robes anyway!" Draco said, sighing in relief. Hermione laughed and shut the door. **Glad she took that so well! **
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AN I have 66 reviews and there's 6 chapters posted (as I'm writing this) isn't that the weirdest? Evil story. Oh and the reason why Ginny's going to the ball even though she's 6th year is that Seamus asked her. On with the story…
Draco and Hermione met in the common room. Hermione had on a silk, Milan Red, full-length dress. It had one slit up the right side that reached to just above her knees and a halter-neck top. She was wearing red heels and her nails and lips were both the same red. Her cinnamon-brown hair was swept onto the top of her head and she looked absolutely stunning. Her creamy skin stood out against all the red. Draco was wearing his finest black robes made of velvety material. They made a dashing couple as they made their way to the Great Hall, which had been decorated lavishly in all the house colors. Intimate candle-lit tables, which were set for 10, were placed about the hall. Hermione and Draco made their way over to one where Harry, Ron, Ginny, Dean, Parvati and Lavender were sitting. Everybody groaned when they saw them coming.
"UH! Who told them there was a ball?" Said Ron loudly.
"Don't worry guys. It was a charm on them earlier that made them act the way they were!" Said Ginny happily, expecting applause for her efforts.
"So you tortured the entire school just to make fools of them?" Asked Dean. Everybody glared at Ginny. Draco came to the rescue, surprisingly.
"Well, at least you gave girls everywhere a valid excuse to throw up before the ball, Ginny." He said. "How would they have been able to fit in their dresses if not for Ginny?" Everyone laughed and Dumbledore came onto stage.
"Male chauvinistic pig." Hermione whispered into Draco's ear as Dumbledore began his speech to the Graduating class.
"Oh, real original sweetie. You sure haven't used that one before." Draco whispered back.
"Only because it's true. You should go live in Canada. They all have MCP cards there!"
"Really?" Draco said, quite taken aback. That country was even more screwed up than he had thought if they carried around cards proclaiming themselves male chauvinistic pigs!
"Well, they do but MCP actually stands for Medical Care Plan, I think." Said Hermione.
"Ha." Said Draco before turning his attention back to Dumbledore.
"And now, let us begin the feasting!" Dumbledore finished.
"You made me miss the entire thing, Hermione Marian Granger!"
"Ooh, I'm so sorry, your Royal Highness Draco Ambrose Malfoy!" Hermione said back. Everyone smiled in relief at the bickering couple. It was nice to have the REAL Draco and Hermione back. They were actually LESS annoying.
"You should be. "
"WAIT! Wait, wait. You mean your middle name is AMBROSE?" Ron said, laughing.
"So? My name is supposed to mean Dragon of Immortality." Draco said defensively.
"My name means well-born and wished for." Hermione said proudly. Someone (lalala
don't know who that could be!)snorted at 'well-born'.
"But you're a mud-muggle-born." Draco said.
"Hmmph." Said Hermione.
"My name means Ruler's Counselor!" Said Ron.
"Yeah, Scrawny Ronny." Said Draco.
"Mine's Daughter of the Mountain! Isn't that cool?" Said Parvati, trying to prevent a fight.
"Well, ah, Fako Draco" Said Ron, failing miserably in his quest to find a word that rhymed with Draco. Draco just laughed and said,
"Is that the best you can do, Ronald McDona-lfgh" Hermione stuffed a dinner roll in his mouth. Of course Draco, with his immaculate dinner manners, was forced by propriety to close his mouth and finish eating the dinner roll, even if he was glowering at Hermione while he did it.
"Ha! Thanks Hermione! Now I have you at my mercy, Draco!" He said, smirking at Draco and formulating insults in his head. "Dragon of immortality, eh? Don't you mean…mragon fo herkshnee?" He said as Ginny stuffed another dinner roll in his mouth, rolling her eyes. She high-fived Hermione.
"Two silent boys…what more could one wish for?" Sighed Hermione. She spoke too soon. Ron hadn't the manners that Draco possessed, and began ranting with his mouth full.
"Giffy, ygush shtuff jish row een ma mouff? Shermike, yoh shuch a craker!" He said.
"Ginny, why'd you stuff this roll in my mouth? Hermione, you're such a traitor!" Harry translated. Ron nodded furiously and Draco looked at the girls with interest to see what they'd say.
"Now, there's no reason to…" Parvati said gently. Ron said irritably,
"Shug uff, Parkati!" And swallowed. Parvati looked absolutely scandalised. She turned to Lavender.
"Lavi, you're date just told me to shut up!"
"I know Pavi!" Said Lavender, before she stuffed another roll in his mouth. Ron nearly cried. Draco, who had finally finished the laborius task of eating a whole dinner roll in one mouthful, laughed. He did have the sense to shut his mouth when he received mutinous glares from Ginny, Hermione, Parvati, Lavender and Ron and sympathetic glances from Dean and Harry, who were in the middle of a Quidditch conversation. They passed the rest of the meal part of the night this way.
After they had all finished eating, everyone went out to the dance floor. Ron and Lavender really hit it off, after he apologized for telling Pavi to shut up. Dean and Parvati wandered off hand in hand, leaving their dates to commiserate alone at the table, watching Hermione and Draco dance up a storm. They didn't sit down at all for 2 hours straight, and even though everybody was having fun that night, people looked at them
enviously because it looked like they were having more fun then anyone else. That is, until Snape. After a particularly fast song, Draco and Hermione had decided to finally go get a drink. They wandered toward the punch bowl hand in hand, but Snape stepped in front of them when they were halfway there.
"Excuse me, but could I have this dance, Ms. Granger?" He asked politely, almost pleasantly. Draco looked like he was going to say no, but Hermione smiled/gagged and said,
"Yes Professor Snape, if only you'll wait a moment." She said elegantly. Snape gave them a curt nod and stood aside as Hermione stood on her tiptoes and whispered to Draco, "I don't want to get on his bad side, we've got to come back here next year. Besides, he must have something important to say, otherwise he wouldn't ask. Just get some punch for me and if I see you dancing with another girl, I'll kill you. Alright hon?" She said sweetly as she pulled away from him, giving him a peck on the cheek as he looked suspiciously at Snape. He managed a smile and said,
"Fine with me, sweetheart." Through clenched teeth. He really didn't like Snape (or anyone else, but especially not Snape) dancing with Hermione.
Snape took Hermione's hand and led her onto the dance floor as a waltz began playing. He took her hand and put one hand on her waist as Hermione placed one on his shoulder. They swirled around the room in time to the music.
"Hermione, I really don't want to say this to you, but…" He trailed off, looking pained. Hermione looked at him inquisitively. "You have to leave." Hermione looked confused.
"What? Why?" She asked.
"You're father requested that you return to your home tonight instead of tomorrow. He wants you home."
"But, the Hogwarts Express…"
"We will transport you to an airport, and your father has arranged a flight…"
"But, it's only the difference of a day! Surely he can wait until tomorrow…" Hermione said incredulously.
"I wish… I know it seems unreasonable, but I'm sure your father has a perfectly valid reason…" Snape said, looking at her sympathetically.
"I, um…OK. I'll just, I need a drink." Hermione said, tears stinging her eyes, partly from disappointment, partly from embarrassment, as she made her way towards Draco. Snape shook his head sadly and muttered,
"Poor girl." Before going off to find Minerva. *Why can't I just have this one night before I have to face it all? I've almost forgotten… I just wanted to have a little while with Draco…* Hermione thought sadly.
"Ehm, Draco?" Ron said timidly.
"Yes, Ronald?" Draco said as he watched Hermione worriedly. She looked a little pale, a little less happy, then she had before she'd danced with Snape.
"You've got, ehm, Milan Red lipstick on your cheek." Ron said, fighting his laughter. Normally he wouldn't have told Draco, but he didn't want to ruin Hermione's perfect night with the Immortal Lizard, or whatever. Besides, Lavender thought it was a very gentlemanly thing to do. Draco rubbed his cheek with a napkin.
"Gone?" He asked. A chance to be mischievous! Said a voice in Ron's head. But Lavender… said another voice. Michievous Ron! Insisted the first voice. He gave in.
"No." He said innocently. Draco frowned and rubbed his cheek again.
"Gone?"
"No."
"Gone?"
"No.
"Christ, what type of lipstick does Hermione wear? Gone?"
"No… ehm yes!" Ron said hastily as he spotted Lavender eying him suspiciously.
"Thanks." Draco said, looking oddly at Ron, who had hurried off, before shrugging and turning to watch Hermione.
"Hi." Hermione said, looking up at him. **What's that glimmer? A…a tear? If that bastard Snape said anything…** "I see you kept me some punch." Hermione said, smiling weakly and gesturing to the glass he held.
"Yes, I wasn't sure what type you liked… so I just got Cranberry…" He said. Hermione smiled and took a hesitant sip. **Something's definitely wrong. Hermione hates Cranberry, I just got it to get a rise out of her…** "Here, don't drink that Mione, I know you hate it." Draco said, smiling sheepishly as he poured her some tropical punch. "Do you want to go outside for a little while and talk?" He asked, watching her carefully. She nodded submissively and avoided his eyes as she placed a hand on his arm and they walked outside together. The air smelt summery and the sun had just set, leaving the air a beautiful pinkish colour. They walked through the fairy- lit rosebushes and sat down on a stone bench.
"Um Draco… I have to leave." Hermione said, looking at her feet, still clad in their Milan Red heels.
"OK, that's fine, I'll come with you." Draco said, standing up. Hermione stayed sitting down. It was an almost physically painful misreading of what she had said. Hermione felt like her heart was being ripped out.
"Um, I meant, I have to leave Hogwarts…"
"Yeah I know Mione. It's summer, we all have to leave…" Draco said smiling tentatively. **Maybe this is a joke?**
"No Draco, I have to leave Hogwarts tonight." Hermione said, finally meeting his eyes as he finally got the impact of what she was saying.
"B-but…Why? Don't be silly Hermione…" Draco said, laughing a little.
"My father sent for me. I'm being sent to and airport and then I'm flying home."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Oh. So, you're just…leaving?"
"Mmm."
"I thought…we were going to have a sort of…perfect last night together before we left for the summer…"
"I did too, Draco" Hermione said in a very small voice before she burst into tears. Draco sat down beside her and wrapped his arms around her as she sobbed, wresting his chin on her head. **Why does this always have to happen to me and Hermione?**
TBC
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AN Isn't that so sad? Poor Hermione has such bad luck. Lucky for her Draco's always around to comfort her! But will he always be around when she's in need? DUN DUN DUN!
Thanks to Reviewers:
porkypop- Hey, that wasn't the end! Hmmph. I would never end a story in such a fluff-fest!
Icy Stormz- Love ya to pieces! Somebody actually joined that little thing. Well, to the rest of you… pooh! You won't know when I update my story so HA!
Veronica- Tee hee! *blushes* Don't worry, nothing freaks me out. Usually I'm the freaker-outer. Meaning, people are scared of me. Especially when I get excited or emotional. Scarlett O'Hara ain't dramatic after you've met me!
loz- Sirius is good, but nobody knows that yet remember (well at least, nobody important does)? Yep, the fab four is Harry, Ron Ginny and Hermione.
Junsui Chikyuu- Heehee! I know so many words now! Nani? You think I'm crazy? *looks frantically for word meaning 'I'm not', realizes there isn't one* I'm not! Well, I'm gonna e-mail you all the story plot stuff now, along with the review of your story Angel. ja matta. (do you know how many times I had to check your review to make sure that I was using the right words?!)
racho- Thank-you dahling.
Anakah- Nobody's flamed me yet! I think that's so cool! I almost always have Snape/McGonagall implications if not outright relationships in my fics. I just love them together. I know McGonagall is supposed to be 60, but when I read the books I pictured her at the same age as Snape, and sort of pretty in a stuck-up, prissy kinda way.
ChibiFuu Malfoy- Thank-you kindly, I'm sure dear.
HermioneGranger- Mwah dahling! Exceptional. (What? I can't think of anything to say that hasn't been used already?)
Sucker For Romance- Um *tries to think of something to say, fails miserably* Thanks! Gee, that was original.
allee kat- I'm sure you've figured it out by now, but Ginny pulled the pranks, all of them.
Periwinka- I know! That's what I always say! I think that if Hermione married Draco she'd keep her own name. It sounds really strange.
Junsui Chikyuu- I DIDN'T SAY SUCK! WHY DOESN'T ANYBODY UNDERSTAND THAT I WAS BEING HONEST! So when I said that it was well-written, I meant that as well! It's really good! *cries* ja *sob* ne. *hiccup*
I have 69 reviews! That's almost 70! *'duh!' sings the chorus* Having you guys review makes me feel so good and makes me want to write more. Thank you so much for your praise and encouragement, it means so much to me! Oh, I just noticed, my standard chapter length is 6 pages, and this one is 10! So I'm treating you guys before I go back to school (tomorrow) and can't write as much. I'll try to post as much as I possibly can, I promise promise promise. I really promise. Trust me. Okay, ja ne! *waves at Junsui Chikyuu who groans in embarrassment*
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Hermione and Draco walked hand in hand through the school, smiling at each other adoringly. Harry, Ron and Ginny trailed behind, looking disgusted. Harry and Ron made faces at each other every time Hermione and Draco did anything even remotely romantic. Ginny was beginning to regret the whole match making thing, all the fluffiness DID get a bit too much. She hadn't thought they would get SO attached, SO fast! They were walking toward their dormitories to get changed, because there was a graduation ball for only the Seventh years tonight. Ginny had decided to get ready in Hermione's room, since there would be more space there. Harry and Ron separated from them to go back to the Gryffindor dorm. Ginny waved and elbowed Hermione in the ribs.
"Hmmm?" Said Hermione.
"WAVE TO HARRY AND RON!" Hermione made an 'oh' shape with her lips and waved cheerily at the boy's retreating backs. Ginny rolled her eyes and Draco didn't notice at all. Something had to be done. Ginny wiggled her way between the two and put an arm around each. "Listen guys, I think you need some time apart. You're positively sickening everyone in school." She said.
"Really? Why do they care?" Draco asked in a surprised manner.
"It's so sappy and gross. I mean, 'you go first darling' 'no you sweetheart' 'I'm not going until you do honey'! It's a bloody water fountain! Who cares who goes first?" Ginny said.
"B-but Ginny, I just wanted to make sure Draco didn't get dehydrated!"
"But I'm stronger, love. You needed to drink first, just in case." Ginny let out an exasperated sigh.
"That's it! It's over, now!" She pulled out her wand, waved it around and muttered some words, then pointed it at Hermione and Draco, who were arguing over which one of them loved each other more (again). All of a sudden they sprang apart. Of course they couldn't bear to be more than 10 feet apart, so they immediately tried to get closer. But found they couldn't. Ginny heaved a sigh of relief, took Hermione's arm, and pulled her through the portrait, saying,
"Hatred abounds… in my dreams," in a pissy tone. Draco waved at them sadly before disappearing into his room. Ginny took 2 pinkish pills out of her purse and held one out to Hermione, who was telling her how much she missed Draco. At Hermione's failure to notice, Ginny shoved it into her mouth and said "SWALLOW." Hermione did and then continued on about Draco as though nothing had happened. Ginny rolled her eyes and ran to Draco's room, where he was gazing nondescriptly at the picture of Hermione, and dragged him into Hermione's room, removing the distance charm and stuffing the second pill into his mouth. Hermione and he saw each other and ran into each others arms, but then pulled away like they'd been bitten, both blushing. Hermione was the first to say timidly,
"Was that a dream?"
"Unfortunately no." Ginny said. "It was a prank."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE…WHOEVER DID THIS…IT WAS YOU WASN'T IT?" Draco yelled at Ginny. Ginny smiled/flinched.
"Uh! I've embarrassed myself in front of the entire school by acting like a sappy wimp! Omigod, where's that razor?" Draco moaned, not entirely joking. Ginny hastily grabbed a razor and his it behind her back.
"Now, Draco, no need to get to upset, don't do anything rash… you could hurt yourself…"
"Don't want the razor for me Ginny! For you." He said menacingly. Hermione nodded.
"I agree with Ginny, we shouldn't kill her OR ourselves, Draco. Then they'd send us to Azkaban." She said reasonably, like usual self. "But I'm so embarrassed! Ginny how could you?"
"I didn't think the charm would be so strong! Besides, I'm sure everybody's guessed that it was a prank!" Draco winked at Hermione.
"Oh Hermione, I love you so much!"
"Draco darling sweetums, I don't think you love me as much as I love you!"
"But Hermione, You're my one and only true love, and every inch of my being sings in glorious praise every time you come near… I surely love you more!"
"No Draco, do not pain me by these words. I know in my heart of hearts that without you, I could not live, could not breathe, could not…"
"Um, I'm going to change with the other girls…" Ginny said hastily before she ran out of Hermione's room, out the portrait, and far, far away. Draco and Hermione laughed.
"Seriously, I've never been so, so mortified!" Said Hermione as she flopped down on her bed. "So excruciatingly, horrifyingly embarrassed, so,"
"In love with the most handsome, wonderful man on earth?" Draco interjected smoothly. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"So in love with the most conceited, pig-headed BOY on earth." Hermione finished. Draco scowled at her. "Who's also, to some small degree, wonderful." She added, smiling. Draco sighed and wandered off to his room to get changed.
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Draco came out of his room to ask Hermione about what color robes he should wear. She was in the shower. **Is it just me or is Hermione always in the shower** He sat down on the couch, waiting for her to come out. At every sound, he jumped, and he kept glancing at the bathroom door nervously. He could hear her humming. **I trust Hermione. I told her I trusted her, and I meant it. I trust Hermione. I trust Hermione. She won't do anything…I trust Hermione**
"Hermione?" He said through the door. This time she answered.
"Yeah, Draco?"
"Um, You're okay right?"
"I'm not cutting myself, if that's what you mean."
"NO! I didn't mean that… I was just making sure, that you, um, were okay drying your hair by yourself!" The door flew open and there Hermione stood, in her robe with her hair wet and an expression of pure sarcasm on her face.
"Yeah Draco, despite seventeen years of being a girl, I really need your help drying my hair." She said rolling her eyes. She held out her arms and there were no fresh cuts.
"Um, you didn't have to do that, Hermione. Remember, I trust you." Draco said, fighting the relief that threatened to show on his face. Hermione smiled.
"Draco, I know you trust me, but I also know that it must be hard to trust me after all…that stuff. So, I'm fine with letting you check my arms for a couple of days or centuries until I completely regain your trust. Don't worry about it." She said.
"Okay. But, what color is your dress?"
"Milan Red." Hermione said.
"So what color robes should I wear with, um…Milan Red?"
"I guess…maybe blue or black…"
"Oh good. I only have black robes anyway!" Draco said, sighing in relief. Hermione laughed and shut the door. **Glad she took that so well! **
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AN I have 66 reviews and there's 6 chapters posted (as I'm writing this) isn't that the weirdest? Evil story. Oh and the reason why Ginny's going to the ball even though she's 6th year is that Seamus asked her. On with the story…
Draco and Hermione met in the common room. Hermione had on a silk, Milan Red, full-length dress. It had one slit up the right side that reached to just above her knees and a halter-neck top. She was wearing red heels and her nails and lips were both the same red. Her cinnamon-brown hair was swept onto the top of her head and she looked absolutely stunning. Her creamy skin stood out against all the red. Draco was wearing his finest black robes made of velvety material. They made a dashing couple as they made their way to the Great Hall, which had been decorated lavishly in all the house colors. Intimate candle-lit tables, which were set for 10, were placed about the hall. Hermione and Draco made their way over to one where Harry, Ron, Ginny, Dean, Parvati and Lavender were sitting. Everybody groaned when they saw them coming.
"UH! Who told them there was a ball?" Said Ron loudly.
"Don't worry guys. It was a charm on them earlier that made them act the way they were!" Said Ginny happily, expecting applause for her efforts.
"So you tortured the entire school just to make fools of them?" Asked Dean. Everybody glared at Ginny. Draco came to the rescue, surprisingly.
"Well, at least you gave girls everywhere a valid excuse to throw up before the ball, Ginny." He said. "How would they have been able to fit in their dresses if not for Ginny?" Everyone laughed and Dumbledore came onto stage.
"Male chauvinistic pig." Hermione whispered into Draco's ear as Dumbledore began his speech to the Graduating class.
"Oh, real original sweetie. You sure haven't used that one before." Draco whispered back.
"Only because it's true. You should go live in Canada. They all have MCP cards there!"
"Really?" Draco said, quite taken aback. That country was even more screwed up than he had thought if they carried around cards proclaiming themselves male chauvinistic pigs!
"Well, they do but MCP actually stands for Medical Care Plan, I think." Said Hermione.
"Ha." Said Draco before turning his attention back to Dumbledore.
"And now, let us begin the feasting!" Dumbledore finished.
"You made me miss the entire thing, Hermione Marian Granger!"
"Ooh, I'm so sorry, your Royal Highness Draco Ambrose Malfoy!" Hermione said back. Everyone smiled in relief at the bickering couple. It was nice to have the REAL Draco and Hermione back. They were actually LESS annoying.
"You should be. "
"WAIT! Wait, wait. You mean your middle name is AMBROSE?" Ron said, laughing.
"So? My name is supposed to mean Dragon of Immortality." Draco said defensively.
"My name means well-born and wished for." Hermione said proudly. Someone (lalala
don't know who that could be!)snorted at 'well-born'.
"But you're a mud-muggle-born." Draco said.
"Hmmph." Said Hermione.
"My name means Ruler's Counselor!" Said Ron.
"Yeah, Scrawny Ronny." Said Draco.
"Mine's Daughter of the Mountain! Isn't that cool?" Said Parvati, trying to prevent a fight.
"Well, ah, Fako Draco" Said Ron, failing miserably in his quest to find a word that rhymed with Draco. Draco just laughed and said,
"Is that the best you can do, Ronald McDona-lfgh" Hermione stuffed a dinner roll in his mouth. Of course Draco, with his immaculate dinner manners, was forced by propriety to close his mouth and finish eating the dinner roll, even if he was glowering at Hermione while he did it.
"Ha! Thanks Hermione! Now I have you at my mercy, Draco!" He said, smirking at Draco and formulating insults in his head. "Dragon of immortality, eh? Don't you mean…mragon fo herkshnee?" He said as Ginny stuffed another dinner roll in his mouth, rolling her eyes. She high-fived Hermione.
"Two silent boys…what more could one wish for?" Sighed Hermione. She spoke too soon. Ron hadn't the manners that Draco possessed, and began ranting with his mouth full.
"Giffy, ygush shtuff jish row een ma mouff? Shermike, yoh shuch a craker!" He said.
"Ginny, why'd you stuff this roll in my mouth? Hermione, you're such a traitor!" Harry translated. Ron nodded furiously and Draco looked at the girls with interest to see what they'd say.
"Now, there's no reason to…" Parvati said gently. Ron said irritably,
"Shug uff, Parkati!" And swallowed. Parvati looked absolutely scandalised. She turned to Lavender.
"Lavi, you're date just told me to shut up!"
"I know Pavi!" Said Lavender, before she stuffed another roll in his mouth. Ron nearly cried. Draco, who had finally finished the laborius task of eating a whole dinner roll in one mouthful, laughed. He did have the sense to shut his mouth when he received mutinous glares from Ginny, Hermione, Parvati, Lavender and Ron and sympathetic glances from Dean and Harry, who were in the middle of a Quidditch conversation. They passed the rest of the meal part of the night this way.
After they had all finished eating, everyone went out to the dance floor. Ron and Lavender really hit it off, after he apologized for telling Pavi to shut up. Dean and Parvati wandered off hand in hand, leaving their dates to commiserate alone at the table, watching Hermione and Draco dance up a storm. They didn't sit down at all for 2 hours straight, and even though everybody was having fun that night, people looked at them
enviously because it looked like they were having more fun then anyone else. That is, until Snape. After a particularly fast song, Draco and Hermione had decided to finally go get a drink. They wandered toward the punch bowl hand in hand, but Snape stepped in front of them when they were halfway there.
"Excuse me, but could I have this dance, Ms. Granger?" He asked politely, almost pleasantly. Draco looked like he was going to say no, but Hermione smiled/gagged and said,
"Yes Professor Snape, if only you'll wait a moment." She said elegantly. Snape gave them a curt nod and stood aside as Hermione stood on her tiptoes and whispered to Draco, "I don't want to get on his bad side, we've got to come back here next year. Besides, he must have something important to say, otherwise he wouldn't ask. Just get some punch for me and if I see you dancing with another girl, I'll kill you. Alright hon?" She said sweetly as she pulled away from him, giving him a peck on the cheek as he looked suspiciously at Snape. He managed a smile and said,
"Fine with me, sweetheart." Through clenched teeth. He really didn't like Snape (or anyone else, but especially not Snape) dancing with Hermione.
Snape took Hermione's hand and led her onto the dance floor as a waltz began playing. He took her hand and put one hand on her waist as Hermione placed one on his shoulder. They swirled around the room in time to the music.
"Hermione, I really don't want to say this to you, but…" He trailed off, looking pained. Hermione looked at him inquisitively. "You have to leave." Hermione looked confused.
"What? Why?" She asked.
"You're father requested that you return to your home tonight instead of tomorrow. He wants you home."
"But, the Hogwarts Express…"
"We will transport you to an airport, and your father has arranged a flight…"
"But, it's only the difference of a day! Surely he can wait until tomorrow…" Hermione said incredulously.
"I wish… I know it seems unreasonable, but I'm sure your father has a perfectly valid reason…" Snape said, looking at her sympathetically.
"I, um…OK. I'll just, I need a drink." Hermione said, tears stinging her eyes, partly from disappointment, partly from embarrassment, as she made her way towards Draco. Snape shook his head sadly and muttered,
"Poor girl." Before going off to find Minerva. *Why can't I just have this one night before I have to face it all? I've almost forgotten… I just wanted to have a little while with Draco…* Hermione thought sadly.
"Ehm, Draco?" Ron said timidly.
"Yes, Ronald?" Draco said as he watched Hermione worriedly. She looked a little pale, a little less happy, then she had before she'd danced with Snape.
"You've got, ehm, Milan Red lipstick on your cheek." Ron said, fighting his laughter. Normally he wouldn't have told Draco, but he didn't want to ruin Hermione's perfect night with the Immortal Lizard, or whatever. Besides, Lavender thought it was a very gentlemanly thing to do. Draco rubbed his cheek with a napkin.
"Gone?" He asked. A chance to be mischievous! Said a voice in Ron's head. But Lavender… said another voice. Michievous Ron! Insisted the first voice. He gave in.
"No." He said innocently. Draco frowned and rubbed his cheek again.
"Gone?"
"No."
"Gone?"
"No.
"Christ, what type of lipstick does Hermione wear? Gone?"
"No… ehm yes!" Ron said hastily as he spotted Lavender eying him suspiciously.
"Thanks." Draco said, looking oddly at Ron, who had hurried off, before shrugging and turning to watch Hermione.
"Hi." Hermione said, looking up at him. **What's that glimmer? A…a tear? If that bastard Snape said anything…** "I see you kept me some punch." Hermione said, smiling weakly and gesturing to the glass he held.
"Yes, I wasn't sure what type you liked… so I just got Cranberry…" He said. Hermione smiled and took a hesitant sip. **Something's definitely wrong. Hermione hates Cranberry, I just got it to get a rise out of her…** "Here, don't drink that Mione, I know you hate it." Draco said, smiling sheepishly as he poured her some tropical punch. "Do you want to go outside for a little while and talk?" He asked, watching her carefully. She nodded submissively and avoided his eyes as she placed a hand on his arm and they walked outside together. The air smelt summery and the sun had just set, leaving the air a beautiful pinkish colour. They walked through the fairy- lit rosebushes and sat down on a stone bench.
"Um Draco… I have to leave." Hermione said, looking at her feet, still clad in their Milan Red heels.
"OK, that's fine, I'll come with you." Draco said, standing up. Hermione stayed sitting down. It was an almost physically painful misreading of what she had said. Hermione felt like her heart was being ripped out.
"Um, I meant, I have to leave Hogwarts…"
"Yeah I know Mione. It's summer, we all have to leave…" Draco said smiling tentatively. **Maybe this is a joke?**
"No Draco, I have to leave Hogwarts tonight." Hermione said, finally meeting his eyes as he finally got the impact of what she was saying.
"B-but…Why? Don't be silly Hermione…" Draco said, laughing a little.
"My father sent for me. I'm being sent to and airport and then I'm flying home."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Oh. So, you're just…leaving?"
"Mmm."
"I thought…we were going to have a sort of…perfect last night together before we left for the summer…"
"I did too, Draco" Hermione said in a very small voice before she burst into tears. Draco sat down beside her and wrapped his arms around her as she sobbed, wresting his chin on her head. **Why does this always have to happen to me and Hermione?**
TBC
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AN Isn't that so sad? Poor Hermione has such bad luck. Lucky for her Draco's always around to comfort her! But will he always be around when she's in need? DUN DUN DUN!
Thanks to Reviewers:
porkypop- Hey, that wasn't the end! Hmmph. I would never end a story in such a fluff-fest!
Icy Stormz- Love ya to pieces! Somebody actually joined that little thing. Well, to the rest of you… pooh! You won't know when I update my story so HA!
Veronica- Tee hee! *blushes* Don't worry, nothing freaks me out. Usually I'm the freaker-outer. Meaning, people are scared of me. Especially when I get excited or emotional. Scarlett O'Hara ain't dramatic after you've met me!
loz- Sirius is good, but nobody knows that yet remember (well at least, nobody important does)? Yep, the fab four is Harry, Ron Ginny and Hermione.
Junsui Chikyuu- Heehee! I know so many words now! Nani? You think I'm crazy? *looks frantically for word meaning 'I'm not', realizes there isn't one* I'm not! Well, I'm gonna e-mail you all the story plot stuff now, along with the review of your story Angel. ja matta. (do you know how many times I had to check your review to make sure that I was using the right words?!)
racho- Thank-you dahling.
Anakah- Nobody's flamed me yet! I think that's so cool! I almost always have Snape/McGonagall implications if not outright relationships in my fics. I just love them together. I know McGonagall is supposed to be 60, but when I read the books I pictured her at the same age as Snape, and sort of pretty in a stuck-up, prissy kinda way.
ChibiFuu Malfoy- Thank-you kindly, I'm sure dear.
HermioneGranger- Mwah dahling! Exceptional. (What? I can't think of anything to say that hasn't been used already?)
Sucker For Romance- Um *tries to think of something to say, fails miserably* Thanks! Gee, that was original.
allee kat- I'm sure you've figured it out by now, but Ginny pulled the pranks, all of them.
Periwinka- I know! That's what I always say! I think that if Hermione married Draco she'd keep her own name. It sounds really strange.
Junsui Chikyuu- I DIDN'T SAY SUCK! WHY DOESN'T ANYBODY UNDERSTAND THAT I WAS BEING HONEST! So when I said that it was well-written, I meant that as well! It's really good! *cries* ja *sob* ne. *hiccup*
I have 69 reviews! That's almost 70! *'duh!' sings the chorus* Having you guys review makes me feel so good and makes me want to write more. Thank you so much for your praise and encouragement, it means so much to me! Oh, I just noticed, my standard chapter length is 6 pages, and this one is 10! So I'm treating you guys before I go back to school (tomorrow) and can't write as much. I'll try to post as much as I possibly can, I promise promise promise. I really promise. Trust me. Okay, ja ne! *waves at Junsui Chikyuu who groans in embarrassment*