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A/n Once again, thank you for reviewing. I started another story, (The dark world of Pain) so read it and review it. Sorry this took a while! I was starting my other story.
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They heard clambering sounds and dragging sounds. People's voices filled the room. Draco stirred. Through his now open eyes he saw that he was still in the great hall, but about half of the people were laying on the tables while the teachers and nurse gave each of them a little bit of blue potion. Draco groaned. He was stiff and sore all over the place. Turning his head ever so slowly, he looked over at Hermione. She was starting to stir too. His eyes felt heavy and he leaned back again before he fell asleep.
Heart beating quickly, Hermione groaned and opened her eyes. She was tired, but strong again. Madam Promfrey handed her another vial of a black, syrupy potion, and instructed her to take it. The potion tasted strangely sweet as it thickly went down her throat. She fell back to a dreamless sleep.
Three days later, Hermione and Draco hurried out of the Hospital wing and to breakfast. As soon as they got to the hall and opened the door, they met with thunders of applause and saw streamers, sparkles, and confetti in red, green, gold, and silver flying everywhere. A banner hanging in the middle of the hall read, "thank you Draco and Hermione." Hagrid was sobbing up at the teacher's table when he saw them. Harry and Ron were dancing on the Griffindor table, screaming, "THERE THEY ARE! THE HERO'S!" as soon as the doors opened. Draco and Hermione stood in the frame, too shocked to say anything, before grinning at each other. Hermione gave Draco a kiss, and waited for him to respond. As soon as he did, there was a tremendous sound of "aww" rushing through the hall. Pulling apart, they smirked at each other and took their place at the end of the head table. After breakfast, they swam through the sea of, "Can we have your autographs?" after all, they did kill Voldemort.
Snape, however, showed no compassion for the two. After catching Draco and Hermione smiling at each other when they sat down, Snape took away 10 points from Griffindor for… nothing really…. On the way out of potions on Friday, (Ron was complaining rather loudly about the homework) Draco was shoved off and into the wall by someone. Whipping around, Draco came face to face with his new worst enemy. Pansy Parkinson. "What do you want, Parkinson?" He asked, narrowing his eyes as Hermione stopped, her hand squeezing Draco's a little. Pansy turned to Hermione and smirked. She started at Hermione, trying to bowl her over and looking ridiculously like a giant sloth. Hermione just smirked as the girl ran at her, and struck a palm strike right at her nose when pansy was less than a foot away. The blow came into pansy's nose, and a sickening crunch made the few heads that were not already turned, whip around. Blood spilled from her nose as she spun off to the side. Hermione stood there, waiting for anyone to come at her. They didn't dare, but a broken nose wasn't good enough for Pansy. "You little bitch!" she screamed, running at Hermione, fists raised. Hermione, again, didn't budge. She gave a few quick jabs to Pansy, a nice kick to the side, a little push, and Pansy was out cold. Draco took Hermione's hand, and they ran out of the hall, with trails of claps coming behind them. "Where did you learn to fight like that??" Draco questioned, out of breath. Hermione shrugged. "The wall and muggle TV's." Draco was clearly confused, but she didn't bother with explaining everything, and just ran on down the corridor.
Pansy didn't dare to speak to Hermione the following weeks. None of the slytherins (minus Draco) dared to. Not even Crabbe and Goyal. As the middle of February approached, the teachers started bombarding the student's with homework and homework and of course, homework. Even Hermione complained about the excessive amount of work that they had to do, which shocked everyone. Sitting in their common room one evening, Hermione snapped a book shut and leaned back into her chair. Draco sighed, just finishing his homework too, and stretched. Hermione took this opportunity to rush over to his side and sit next to him. Instantly, she cuddled up and Draco put his arms around her. After a while, Hermione got up, gave Draco one last goodnight kiss, and went to bed. Draco followed suit and fell into his own bed.
The days seemed to go by quicker than usual now, and before anyone could blink, June was on them. It was Friday, June 18th. There was but one week left of the seventh year for the seventh years. Draco and Hermione practically skipped out of transfiguration after their exam, and headed to their table in the great hall. They complained about their scores on the test during their meal, and promptly decided to go relax by the lake while Harry was at Hagrid's. Draco seemed unnaturally jumpy the rest of lunch and until they sat down at the lake. "Draco, is something wrong?" He jumped and looked at Hermione, almost laughing at her face. It was full of worry. "Uh, Hermione, you know... We have been- oh forget it I'm not good with speeches!" Hermione raised her eyebrows. Noticing this as a sign of boredom, Draco laughed but quickly changed back to his nervous side. Pulling out a small black box, he asked his question. "Uh… Hermione, Will you marry me?" Hermione looked surprised and a little shocked, but suddenly, tears fell down her cheeks. "Draco… Draco… yes! I will…" She was crying a little harder when Draco put the ring on her finger. They kissed for a good five minutes before Seeing Harry running down the hill, and pulling apart. "Hey guys! Uh… why is Hermione crying…?" She smiled and tightened her grip on Draco's hand while she held up the other. "Oh… um… YEAH! Okay! You're… engaged… COOL!" Shaking their heads, Draco and Hermione ran up the hill with Harry on their heels, bombarding them with questions.
Seeing Draco and Hermione run into the hall with Harry asking questions about a wedding made Ron and Ginny suspicious. They gasped when they saw Hermione's ring. Ron's eyes rolled to the back of his head, and his hand turned a silvery color, like the skin was being washed off. The color quickly came back, and he shook his head. Something was wrong.
A/n Hope that it wasn't too fluffy… more cute I hope… ;-) What's going to happen next? What's going to HAPPEN? I know! You don't Hahaha! Ok… review PLEASE if you want the next CHAPTER! Hahaha!
