Author's Note: Read and Review please. The song is by Nsync. This is pretty
fluffy so if you don't like that I'm sorry in advance.
Three days later, Hermione and Draco walked into the Great Hall together at breakfast. Draco was extremely uncomfortable, not just because of the crutches bandages and casts, but because everyone in the hall was whispering and pointing, talking about the relationship between the Slytherin and the Gryffindor. As they walked Hermione leaned over. "I forgot to mention that Dumbledore told everyone about what happened over the summer, and while they were gone," she whispered. Draco stopped in his tracks and stared at her. "And you chose now to tell me this," he whispered. She shrugged. "I knew that if I waited you couldn't chicken out. No where to run, no where to hide." In response he leaned on his crutches, reached over and pulled her over, and kissed her long and hard. They pulled apart to catcalls and clapping. "What was that for?" Hermione asked. "For not letting me run away, and because I love you." The Gryffindor table heard this and let out a collective "aww sweet!" The pair ignored the noise and walked over to her friends.
Harry, Ron and Ginny stood up to meet them. "Hey man, we just wanna say sorry again about what happened," Harry told him. "Yeah, we seriously never wanted it to go that far. And anyway I think we've all learned our lesson," Ron added as he motioned to all of their injuries. "Yeah. It's cool guys. Just do me one favor though." He rubbed his sore ribs. "Talk to her next time." Everyone at the table laughed and Draco turned to Hermione. "I better go. I have to sit with the evil masses." She reached over and hugged him. "K. I love you." "Love you too." He turned back to the table briefly before he walked away. "Oh Ginny, I hear you've got one hell of a right hook." He gave Herm a quick kiss then walked over to the Slytherin table while the Gryffindors laughed at Harry and Ron.
As Draco walked away a worried Hermione followed his every move, not wanting to let him out of her sight. "Aww, young love. How cute!" Ginny cooed. Hermione glanced down and saw that Harry and Ginny's hands were clasped together under the table. "You two should talk." Both turned the color of a tomato while Ron shook his head. "So are you guys going to be okay with Draco? I mean you don't think of him as a murderer do you?" Ron looked over at the Slytherin table thoughtfully. "No, I think what needed to be done was done, even if it wasn't the best way to do it. To be honest no one really thinks of him as a murderer. They all admire him for having the courage to stand up to his father. And as for you and him being together, it's kind of a hard concept to grasp. But if he makes you happy, and as long as he treats you right, I'll get used to him." Harry agreed. " We'll deal as long as he doesn't hurt you." "Well I for one have been dealing with him for a while. He came to me for help when he was trying to win Herm back," Ginny said. "You helped him with that?!" Hermione yelled. "Why didn't you tell me?" "Well it just didn't seem all that important. Anyway."
Hermione and Draco met up after breakfast. As they walked through the halls she asked how it went. "One word, crappy. They hate me." "Well I like you," she teased. He laughed. "I would hope so." When they reached Draco's class he turned to her. "I have to go. Meet me in the Great Hall tonight at midnight. Ginny knows what's going on she'll help you get dressed. See you then."
The way Draco made it sound, Hermione expected to be all dressed up. Instead Ginny laid out a pair of jeans, a sweater, and a pair of comfy running shoes saying only that she was supposed to be comfortable. Somewhat confused, yet excited Hermione went to the Great Hall.
As she pushed open the doors to the Great Hall Hermione gasped at the sight before her. The entire hall was decorated with candles, on the tables, the floor, floating in the air. And the whole room smelled like vanilla and soft music played in the background. A spot was cleared where one of the tables should have been and in its place there was a large velvet couch. As she stared open mouthed at the room Hermione felt a pair of strong arms circle her waist and heard a deep voice in her ear. "You like it?" She closed her eyes and sighed contentedly. "I love it." She turned to face Draco and smiled. "You're wonderful you know." He broke into a mischievous grin. "Yeah I know." "Very funny, ha ha. Seriously though, how did you pull this off?" she asked. "Well, I talked to Dumbledore and convinced him that since there were so many people coming in and out of my room you and I didn't get a lot of time to be alone. He agreed that we need a little us time. Now shall we go in? Hermione nodded and they shut the door and went in.
They settled onto the couch in much the same position they had been in that night at the hospital. Draco leaned against one arm of the couch and Hermione leaned against his chest. For a while they just sat there in silence, listening to the music. "Have I told you today that I love you?" she asked. "Yes. But I love hearing it again and I love you." "Draco, would you sing to me?" He looked down at her on surprise. "You want me to sing. Why?" "Because you have a beautiful voice," she replied. "Nobody's ever told me that before. Come to think of it, before you no one had ever heard me sing. But for you I'll do anything. What do you want me to sing?" "A love song." Draco listened to the music and realized he knew the song that was coming on. "Well I think this fits the criteria."
So many times I thought I held it in my hand. But just like grains of sand love slipped through my fingers. So many nights I asked the lord above, Please make me lucky enough to find a love that lingers.
Something keeps telling me that you could be my answered prayer. You must be heaven sent I swear cause.
Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak. Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak. Could it be true this is what God has meant for me? Cause baby I can't believe that something like you could happen to me.
Girl in your eyes I feel your fire burn. All your secrets I will learn even if it takes forever. With you by my side I can do anything. I don't care what tomorrow brings as long as we're together.
My heart is telling me that you could be my meant to be. I know it more each time we touch cause.
Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak. Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak. Could it be true this is what God has meant for me? Cause baby I can't believe that something like you could happen to me.
Something magical something spiritual. Something stronger that the two of us alone yeah. Something physical something undeniable. Nothing like anything that I've ever known cause.
Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak. Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak. Could it be true this is what God has meant for me? Cause baby I can't believe no no that something like, Something like something like you. That something like you could happen to me.
Something happens.
Can't believe that you happened to me.
Hermione smiled. "Wonderful, your voice makes me want to melt." "Why thank you, and as I recall you've got a very pretty voice yourself. Oh and don't melt. I like you much better solidified." She laughed. "Oh stop you're making me blush!" "Oh please, there are much better ways to make you blush." Hermione turned around to face him. "Oh really. Like what?" Draco's face inched towards hers. "Well." He kissed her right cheek. "I could always." He kissed her left cheek. "Just keep on." He kissed her nose. "Kissing you like this." He kissed her neck. "Until you turn. Wait there's that blush I was looking for." Indeed Hermione was blushing. She whacked him upside the head. "Alright you can make me blush. But for goodness sake Draco is you're gonna kiss me do it properly." He smiled and leaned in to kiss her the way she wanted to be kissed. When they stopped to breathe Hermione looked down at him. "Ya know it's really going to be bad if someone walks in right now," she said. Draco propped himself up on an elbow. "Why do you say that?" he asked. "Honey, look around." He did and noticed that Hermione was straddling his lap. "Oh, I see what you mean." Hermione could only laugh.
When the clock struck four and both began to yawn, Hermione and Draco decided that it would be best to go to bed. That way they wouldn't fall asleep and be found by the students at breakfast, asleep on an out of place couch together. When they cleaned up the Hall they went upstairs. At the Gryffindor portrait hole Hermione turned to Draco. "How do you feel about you parents now. I mean now that everything is out in the open?" "Well, I've come to realize that I can't stop living like I was trying to do at first. I need to have memories of my parents, and try to forget a lot of the bad things. They're gone, but I'm here and you're here, and we need to live and look forward to the future."
THE END
Three days later, Hermione and Draco walked into the Great Hall together at breakfast. Draco was extremely uncomfortable, not just because of the crutches bandages and casts, but because everyone in the hall was whispering and pointing, talking about the relationship between the Slytherin and the Gryffindor. As they walked Hermione leaned over. "I forgot to mention that Dumbledore told everyone about what happened over the summer, and while they were gone," she whispered. Draco stopped in his tracks and stared at her. "And you chose now to tell me this," he whispered. She shrugged. "I knew that if I waited you couldn't chicken out. No where to run, no where to hide." In response he leaned on his crutches, reached over and pulled her over, and kissed her long and hard. They pulled apart to catcalls and clapping. "What was that for?" Hermione asked. "For not letting me run away, and because I love you." The Gryffindor table heard this and let out a collective "aww sweet!" The pair ignored the noise and walked over to her friends.
Harry, Ron and Ginny stood up to meet them. "Hey man, we just wanna say sorry again about what happened," Harry told him. "Yeah, we seriously never wanted it to go that far. And anyway I think we've all learned our lesson," Ron added as he motioned to all of their injuries. "Yeah. It's cool guys. Just do me one favor though." He rubbed his sore ribs. "Talk to her next time." Everyone at the table laughed and Draco turned to Hermione. "I better go. I have to sit with the evil masses." She reached over and hugged him. "K. I love you." "Love you too." He turned back to the table briefly before he walked away. "Oh Ginny, I hear you've got one hell of a right hook." He gave Herm a quick kiss then walked over to the Slytherin table while the Gryffindors laughed at Harry and Ron.
As Draco walked away a worried Hermione followed his every move, not wanting to let him out of her sight. "Aww, young love. How cute!" Ginny cooed. Hermione glanced down and saw that Harry and Ginny's hands were clasped together under the table. "You two should talk." Both turned the color of a tomato while Ron shook his head. "So are you guys going to be okay with Draco? I mean you don't think of him as a murderer do you?" Ron looked over at the Slytherin table thoughtfully. "No, I think what needed to be done was done, even if it wasn't the best way to do it. To be honest no one really thinks of him as a murderer. They all admire him for having the courage to stand up to his father. And as for you and him being together, it's kind of a hard concept to grasp. But if he makes you happy, and as long as he treats you right, I'll get used to him." Harry agreed. " We'll deal as long as he doesn't hurt you." "Well I for one have been dealing with him for a while. He came to me for help when he was trying to win Herm back," Ginny said. "You helped him with that?!" Hermione yelled. "Why didn't you tell me?" "Well it just didn't seem all that important. Anyway."
Hermione and Draco met up after breakfast. As they walked through the halls she asked how it went. "One word, crappy. They hate me." "Well I like you," she teased. He laughed. "I would hope so." When they reached Draco's class he turned to her. "I have to go. Meet me in the Great Hall tonight at midnight. Ginny knows what's going on she'll help you get dressed. See you then."
The way Draco made it sound, Hermione expected to be all dressed up. Instead Ginny laid out a pair of jeans, a sweater, and a pair of comfy running shoes saying only that she was supposed to be comfortable. Somewhat confused, yet excited Hermione went to the Great Hall.
As she pushed open the doors to the Great Hall Hermione gasped at the sight before her. The entire hall was decorated with candles, on the tables, the floor, floating in the air. And the whole room smelled like vanilla and soft music played in the background. A spot was cleared where one of the tables should have been and in its place there was a large velvet couch. As she stared open mouthed at the room Hermione felt a pair of strong arms circle her waist and heard a deep voice in her ear. "You like it?" She closed her eyes and sighed contentedly. "I love it." She turned to face Draco and smiled. "You're wonderful you know." He broke into a mischievous grin. "Yeah I know." "Very funny, ha ha. Seriously though, how did you pull this off?" she asked. "Well, I talked to Dumbledore and convinced him that since there were so many people coming in and out of my room you and I didn't get a lot of time to be alone. He agreed that we need a little us time. Now shall we go in? Hermione nodded and they shut the door and went in.
They settled onto the couch in much the same position they had been in that night at the hospital. Draco leaned against one arm of the couch and Hermione leaned against his chest. For a while they just sat there in silence, listening to the music. "Have I told you today that I love you?" she asked. "Yes. But I love hearing it again and I love you." "Draco, would you sing to me?" He looked down at her on surprise. "You want me to sing. Why?" "Because you have a beautiful voice," she replied. "Nobody's ever told me that before. Come to think of it, before you no one had ever heard me sing. But for you I'll do anything. What do you want me to sing?" "A love song." Draco listened to the music and realized he knew the song that was coming on. "Well I think this fits the criteria."
So many times I thought I held it in my hand. But just like grains of sand love slipped through my fingers. So many nights I asked the lord above, Please make me lucky enough to find a love that lingers.
Something keeps telling me that you could be my answered prayer. You must be heaven sent I swear cause.
Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak. Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak. Could it be true this is what God has meant for me? Cause baby I can't believe that something like you could happen to me.
Girl in your eyes I feel your fire burn. All your secrets I will learn even if it takes forever. With you by my side I can do anything. I don't care what tomorrow brings as long as we're together.
My heart is telling me that you could be my meant to be. I know it more each time we touch cause.
Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak. Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak. Could it be true this is what God has meant for me? Cause baby I can't believe that something like you could happen to me.
Something magical something spiritual. Something stronger that the two of us alone yeah. Something physical something undeniable. Nothing like anything that I've ever known cause.
Something happens when you look at me I forget to speak. Something happens when you kiss my mouth my knees get so weak. Could it be true this is what God has meant for me? Cause baby I can't believe no no that something like, Something like something like you. That something like you could happen to me.
Something happens.
Can't believe that you happened to me.
Hermione smiled. "Wonderful, your voice makes me want to melt." "Why thank you, and as I recall you've got a very pretty voice yourself. Oh and don't melt. I like you much better solidified." She laughed. "Oh stop you're making me blush!" "Oh please, there are much better ways to make you blush." Hermione turned around to face him. "Oh really. Like what?" Draco's face inched towards hers. "Well." He kissed her right cheek. "I could always." He kissed her left cheek. "Just keep on." He kissed her nose. "Kissing you like this." He kissed her neck. "Until you turn. Wait there's that blush I was looking for." Indeed Hermione was blushing. She whacked him upside the head. "Alright you can make me blush. But for goodness sake Draco is you're gonna kiss me do it properly." He smiled and leaned in to kiss her the way she wanted to be kissed. When they stopped to breathe Hermione looked down at him. "Ya know it's really going to be bad if someone walks in right now," she said. Draco propped himself up on an elbow. "Why do you say that?" he asked. "Honey, look around." He did and noticed that Hermione was straddling his lap. "Oh, I see what you mean." Hermione could only laugh.
When the clock struck four and both began to yawn, Hermione and Draco decided that it would be best to go to bed. That way they wouldn't fall asleep and be found by the students at breakfast, asleep on an out of place couch together. When they cleaned up the Hall they went upstairs. At the Gryffindor portrait hole Hermione turned to Draco. "How do you feel about you parents now. I mean now that everything is out in the open?" "Well, I've come to realize that I can't stop living like I was trying to do at first. I need to have memories of my parents, and try to forget a lot of the bad things. They're gone, but I'm here and you're here, and we need to live and look forward to the future."
THE END