Disclaimer: I am saying this one last time. I do not, in any way shape or
form, own anyone or anything in here.
A/N: This is it. The final chapter. I really hope I did a good job on it. Sorry for all the little mistakes I've had. I'm having a little bit of computer trouble. I meant to have this up two days ago but I couldn't get on this site. Please review when you are done reading. I'd really like to know what you guys think.
It had finally arrived. It was Friday. Hermione nervously paced the prefect common room. Ginny would shortly be arriving and they would dress for the final night of the masquerade. The door opened and Hermione jumped up excitedly, only to find the person who was entering was Draco. Inside, a small part of her thought she had some sort of feelings for him, but she knew that she was in love with her mystery boy, and none of her feelings for Draco could change that.
"What are you still doing out here? Are you waiting for Ginny?" Draco asked.
"Yeah I'm still waiting. Why can't she hurry up? I need to get ready!" Hermione started pacing again.
"Are you ok?" Draco questioned, but it was obvious that he thought she was anything but ok.
"Yes I . wait. no I'm not. I don't know. I really, really, really, I'm just going to stop with the really's now because they go on forever, like this guy. My problem is, I don't think he'll like me anymore. When I take off my mask it will be over. I don't know if I can handle that." Hermione admitted with embarrassment.
"You like him a lot don't you? Look, I don't know you very well, but I do know that if this guy doesn't want to see you anymore then forget about him. He just wouldn't be worth your time. I've listened in on some conversations that I probably shouldn't have, but I do know of a few guys who like you. So if things don't work out there, I could always introduce you to one of them." Draco suggested.
"Thanks, but I don't think it is all that simple. I appreciate your efforts though. It was sweet of you." Hermione smiled to him as Ginny entered and dragged her off to get ready.
"What was that about?" Ginny asked with a smirk as she closed Hermione's door.
"We were talking while I waited for you." Hermione shrugged as she pulled out her dress and started to get ready.
The end result was the best yet. Hermione wore a dress that was simply unexplainable. It was perfect in every way. It was black and red. The best way to describe it would be short, very short. It almost broke the dress code. It had one strap. She wore many black bracelets on each arm. Her hair was up in a complicated twist, yet this time it wasn't dyed. It was her normal color. She wore red velvety high heels.
Ginny looked pretty good too. She wore a dress almost exactly like Hermione's. The only difference was that hers was green and black. Everything else was exactly like Hermione's. One girl was red, and the other was green.
With a sigh of nervousness and relief they both put on their masks and left. As usual they received several stares and whistles, but this time they ignored it. They simply wanted to get to get to their guys. Ginny decided to bring Harry to the balcony right before the unavailing of the masks.
As they entered toe large room for the last time, they took a look around for Harry. He was for once not with Ron. This was because Ron was already with his girl, and Hermione immediately realized it was Katie Bell. She had lied to Ron about her age and house, but she knew it would all work out for them.
"You look amazing. Are you ready for tonight?" Harry kissed her softly.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Ginny smiled and they walked off to a table and sat down.
With one last glance around, Hermione made her way to the balcony for the last time. He was there. His face showed a little bit of nervousness, but nearly as much as hers did. Instead of the normal greeting, he pressed her up against the wall and kissed her until she was almost senseless.
"Hello to you too." He smiled.
"Sorry. I couldn't help it." He apologized, but you could tell he wasn't sorry.
"I don't really feel like dancing, but I don't feel like sitting down either." She wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her head upon his chest.
"I hope this all works out." He whispered.
"Me too. I meant what I said. I don't care if you are Voldemort himself, and I don't care if you are 100 years old." Hermione softly told him.
"I know. I feel the same way, but you do realize that if we do continue to see one another after this that the rest of the school won't accept us. Would you be willing to keep our relationship a secret? Or would you not care what the others think? Would you even want to see me again?" He asked seriously.
"I don't care what anyone else thinks. They can kiss my ass if they don't like it. I want you. I know I sound so pathetic and girly, but you're all I've thought about this past week. You're all I think about, all I dream about, and you're all I want." Hermione stared up at him
"I want to continue this with you too." He smiled and then they began to dance.
The words never reached Hermione's ears. The laughter, the cheer, the screams, the cries, none of it existed to her. She was only aware of him. The boy, no, man in front of her. She wanted him with a physical, and emotional desire.
Hermione was completely lost in her own thoughts when she heard a tap on the glass. She looked up to see Ginny. She looked up at him and he let go of her. Then with a sigh she went inside with Ginny to talk.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Was that the guy you have been seeing this week? He's cute." Ginny looked out the window to see him staring out at the sky.
"Yes that's him. Now was there something you wanted? I'd really like to get back to him." Hermione looked out at him with longing.
"Look, I think I'm going to leave now. I can't let him know it's me. I just can't. He will look at me with disgust. I have to see him every day too. It will all be so awkward. He probably won't talk to me." Ginny explained with sadness.
"Why don't you just give it a shot. If he doesn't like you, then pretend you had no idea it was him and say that it was all just a mistake." Hermione suggested.
"I can't. I can't see him any more. I just wanted to let you know so that way you don't wait for me tonight. When you get in to check on everyone, I'll already be fast asleep. Enjoy your night with the cutie out there." Ginny gave Hermione a hug and turned to leave.
She then bumped into Harry. He knew something was up. He stared at her for a moment, then he looked at her with hurt and longing.
"You're going to leave now aren't you?" Harry asked.
"No. I. I can't stay here. I know who you are, and I know you don't like me the way I like you. I can't bare the pain of losing you once you find out. I'm sorry Harry." Ginny whispered as a tear rolled down her face.
"I figured out who you were last night. I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but I do now. I love you Ginny Weasley. Please don't leave." Harry pleaded as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Oh Harry!" She hugged him and sobbed into his chest.
"I'm going to leave you two now. I'm glad you found each other. You look very cute together." Hermione smiled, happy for her two friends.
"Thank you Hermione, for everything." Ginny whispered.
She once again walked out to meet him. He was deep in thought, so she just stood by his side and watched the night sky.
It was silent for a while. You could barely hear the music. The only sound she could hear was the beating of her own heart. She knew it was almost midnight. Almost time to take off her mask.
"It's almost time you know. We have about ten minutes left." He softly broke the silence.
"I know." She replied.
He turned towards her and wrapped his arms around her. He took her hair out of the twist it was in. He ran his hands through her not so bushy hair. Hermione lifted her hand up to feel his hair. With every second she once again began to see who he was. She knew that she knew who he was. Her problem was that she wasn't ready to know.
The minutes passed by. First five, four, three, two, then finally one. They had one minute left until it was all over. Hermione's eyes became glossy. She felt as if she were about to cry. He saw this and leaned down to kiss her.
"Are you ready?" He whispered in between kisses.
"No, but its time. We have too." Hermione pulled away and stared up at him with a sudden pang of nervousness and sadness.
As they pulled away it began to rain. His hands went behind her head and gently pulled off her mask. He gasped and stared at her. Hermione felt horrible, she was so sure he didn't like her. She turned to leave, not wanting to know whom it was that she was leaving behind.
"Where are you going?" He asked as he pulled her back.
"I'm going to bed. I shouldn't have come here. I should have known that you wouldn't like me once you saw me." Tears started to flow past her cheeks.
"Oh no. You've got it all wrong. I do like you. You are exactly who I've been hoping for these past few nights. I've liked you all year, and you have no idea how happy I am to see you. Don't leave." He pleaded softly.
She looked him over. She instantly had a pretty good idea of who he was. She felt so stupid. She should have known all along. Silver hair, blue eyes, that smirk, his smell, and the way he made her heart flutter. Only one other person in the world had ever made her feel that way.
She slowly removed his mask, feeling his skin underneath her hands. Feeling the softness of his hair. As the mask fell to the ground it revealed the face of the one person she wanted to see. Draco Malfoy.
He stood there before her. He slowly stepped forward and gently pulled her in towards him. Softly he kissed her and then smiled.
"I love you Hermione Granger." He whispered in her ear.
"And I love you Draco Malfoy."
A/N: So, what do you think? Was that a good enough ending? Normally I would see if you guys wanted me to continue or not, but I can't. I don't think I could continue this and do a good job at it, and I also have another story I have to finish before I could do that anyway. If you liked this I suggest reading my other stories. "A Love That Could Never Be" and "Our Last Night At Hogwarts" are both Draco/Hermione fics. "Home Is Where The Heart Is" is my only Oliver Wood fic. My other two, "Muggle Studies" and "Life As A Teenage Witch" are Draco and original character stories. If you read those review those too. I hope you all enjoyed this little story.
A/N: This is it. The final chapter. I really hope I did a good job on it. Sorry for all the little mistakes I've had. I'm having a little bit of computer trouble. I meant to have this up two days ago but I couldn't get on this site. Please review when you are done reading. I'd really like to know what you guys think.
It had finally arrived. It was Friday. Hermione nervously paced the prefect common room. Ginny would shortly be arriving and they would dress for the final night of the masquerade. The door opened and Hermione jumped up excitedly, only to find the person who was entering was Draco. Inside, a small part of her thought she had some sort of feelings for him, but she knew that she was in love with her mystery boy, and none of her feelings for Draco could change that.
"What are you still doing out here? Are you waiting for Ginny?" Draco asked.
"Yeah I'm still waiting. Why can't she hurry up? I need to get ready!" Hermione started pacing again.
"Are you ok?" Draco questioned, but it was obvious that he thought she was anything but ok.
"Yes I . wait. no I'm not. I don't know. I really, really, really, I'm just going to stop with the really's now because they go on forever, like this guy. My problem is, I don't think he'll like me anymore. When I take off my mask it will be over. I don't know if I can handle that." Hermione admitted with embarrassment.
"You like him a lot don't you? Look, I don't know you very well, but I do know that if this guy doesn't want to see you anymore then forget about him. He just wouldn't be worth your time. I've listened in on some conversations that I probably shouldn't have, but I do know of a few guys who like you. So if things don't work out there, I could always introduce you to one of them." Draco suggested.
"Thanks, but I don't think it is all that simple. I appreciate your efforts though. It was sweet of you." Hermione smiled to him as Ginny entered and dragged her off to get ready.
"What was that about?" Ginny asked with a smirk as she closed Hermione's door.
"We were talking while I waited for you." Hermione shrugged as she pulled out her dress and started to get ready.
The end result was the best yet. Hermione wore a dress that was simply unexplainable. It was perfect in every way. It was black and red. The best way to describe it would be short, very short. It almost broke the dress code. It had one strap. She wore many black bracelets on each arm. Her hair was up in a complicated twist, yet this time it wasn't dyed. It was her normal color. She wore red velvety high heels.
Ginny looked pretty good too. She wore a dress almost exactly like Hermione's. The only difference was that hers was green and black. Everything else was exactly like Hermione's. One girl was red, and the other was green.
With a sigh of nervousness and relief they both put on their masks and left. As usual they received several stares and whistles, but this time they ignored it. They simply wanted to get to get to their guys. Ginny decided to bring Harry to the balcony right before the unavailing of the masks.
As they entered toe large room for the last time, they took a look around for Harry. He was for once not with Ron. This was because Ron was already with his girl, and Hermione immediately realized it was Katie Bell. She had lied to Ron about her age and house, but she knew it would all work out for them.
"You look amazing. Are you ready for tonight?" Harry kissed her softly.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Ginny smiled and they walked off to a table and sat down.
With one last glance around, Hermione made her way to the balcony for the last time. He was there. His face showed a little bit of nervousness, but nearly as much as hers did. Instead of the normal greeting, he pressed her up against the wall and kissed her until she was almost senseless.
"Hello to you too." He smiled.
"Sorry. I couldn't help it." He apologized, but you could tell he wasn't sorry.
"I don't really feel like dancing, but I don't feel like sitting down either." She wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her head upon his chest.
"I hope this all works out." He whispered.
"Me too. I meant what I said. I don't care if you are Voldemort himself, and I don't care if you are 100 years old." Hermione softly told him.
"I know. I feel the same way, but you do realize that if we do continue to see one another after this that the rest of the school won't accept us. Would you be willing to keep our relationship a secret? Or would you not care what the others think? Would you even want to see me again?" He asked seriously.
"I don't care what anyone else thinks. They can kiss my ass if they don't like it. I want you. I know I sound so pathetic and girly, but you're all I've thought about this past week. You're all I think about, all I dream about, and you're all I want." Hermione stared up at him
"I want to continue this with you too." He smiled and then they began to dance.
The words never reached Hermione's ears. The laughter, the cheer, the screams, the cries, none of it existed to her. She was only aware of him. The boy, no, man in front of her. She wanted him with a physical, and emotional desire.
Hermione was completely lost in her own thoughts when she heard a tap on the glass. She looked up to see Ginny. She looked up at him and he let go of her. Then with a sigh she went inside with Ginny to talk.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Was that the guy you have been seeing this week? He's cute." Ginny looked out the window to see him staring out at the sky.
"Yes that's him. Now was there something you wanted? I'd really like to get back to him." Hermione looked out at him with longing.
"Look, I think I'm going to leave now. I can't let him know it's me. I just can't. He will look at me with disgust. I have to see him every day too. It will all be so awkward. He probably won't talk to me." Ginny explained with sadness.
"Why don't you just give it a shot. If he doesn't like you, then pretend you had no idea it was him and say that it was all just a mistake." Hermione suggested.
"I can't. I can't see him any more. I just wanted to let you know so that way you don't wait for me tonight. When you get in to check on everyone, I'll already be fast asleep. Enjoy your night with the cutie out there." Ginny gave Hermione a hug and turned to leave.
She then bumped into Harry. He knew something was up. He stared at her for a moment, then he looked at her with hurt and longing.
"You're going to leave now aren't you?" Harry asked.
"No. I. I can't stay here. I know who you are, and I know you don't like me the way I like you. I can't bare the pain of losing you once you find out. I'm sorry Harry." Ginny whispered as a tear rolled down her face.
"I figured out who you were last night. I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but I do now. I love you Ginny Weasley. Please don't leave." Harry pleaded as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Oh Harry!" She hugged him and sobbed into his chest.
"I'm going to leave you two now. I'm glad you found each other. You look very cute together." Hermione smiled, happy for her two friends.
"Thank you Hermione, for everything." Ginny whispered.
She once again walked out to meet him. He was deep in thought, so she just stood by his side and watched the night sky.
It was silent for a while. You could barely hear the music. The only sound she could hear was the beating of her own heart. She knew it was almost midnight. Almost time to take off her mask.
"It's almost time you know. We have about ten minutes left." He softly broke the silence.
"I know." She replied.
He turned towards her and wrapped his arms around her. He took her hair out of the twist it was in. He ran his hands through her not so bushy hair. Hermione lifted her hand up to feel his hair. With every second she once again began to see who he was. She knew that she knew who he was. Her problem was that she wasn't ready to know.
The minutes passed by. First five, four, three, two, then finally one. They had one minute left until it was all over. Hermione's eyes became glossy. She felt as if she were about to cry. He saw this and leaned down to kiss her.
"Are you ready?" He whispered in between kisses.
"No, but its time. We have too." Hermione pulled away and stared up at him with a sudden pang of nervousness and sadness.
As they pulled away it began to rain. His hands went behind her head and gently pulled off her mask. He gasped and stared at her. Hermione felt horrible, she was so sure he didn't like her. She turned to leave, not wanting to know whom it was that she was leaving behind.
"Where are you going?" He asked as he pulled her back.
"I'm going to bed. I shouldn't have come here. I should have known that you wouldn't like me once you saw me." Tears started to flow past her cheeks.
"Oh no. You've got it all wrong. I do like you. You are exactly who I've been hoping for these past few nights. I've liked you all year, and you have no idea how happy I am to see you. Don't leave." He pleaded softly.
She looked him over. She instantly had a pretty good idea of who he was. She felt so stupid. She should have known all along. Silver hair, blue eyes, that smirk, his smell, and the way he made her heart flutter. Only one other person in the world had ever made her feel that way.
She slowly removed his mask, feeling his skin underneath her hands. Feeling the softness of his hair. As the mask fell to the ground it revealed the face of the one person she wanted to see. Draco Malfoy.
He stood there before her. He slowly stepped forward and gently pulled her in towards him. Softly he kissed her and then smiled.
"I love you Hermione Granger." He whispered in her ear.
"And I love you Draco Malfoy."
A/N: So, what do you think? Was that a good enough ending? Normally I would see if you guys wanted me to continue or not, but I can't. I don't think I could continue this and do a good job at it, and I also have another story I have to finish before I could do that anyway. If you liked this I suggest reading my other stories. "A Love That Could Never Be" and "Our Last Night At Hogwarts" are both Draco/Hermione fics. "Home Is Where The Heart Is" is my only Oliver Wood fic. My other two, "Muggle Studies" and "Life As A Teenage Witch" are Draco and original character stories. If you read those review those too. I hope you all enjoyed this little story.