A Walk to Remember – Chapter Eight

Sing to me the song of the stars,

Of the galaxy dancing and dancing again,

When it feels like my dreams so far,

Sing to me all the plans that you have for me over again

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Hermione walked with Harry nervously towards dinner. Ron wasn't anywhere to be seen—and she didn't particularly care anyway. She fidgeted a little and said, "Harry—I'm not hungry. Do you think I can get back to the Gryffindor Tower?"

"What's wrong, Hermione?" Harry asked, surprised. She blushed a little and muttered, "Nothing" She looked up at the Slytherins table and saw Draco staring at her. He smiled a little at her and she smiled back, blushing furiously.

"You—you're with Malfoy?" Harry whispered. Oh, noHermione thought, alarmed. She looked at Harry, who was staring at her, looking very shocked indeed. "Um—yes," she said softly. He shook her shoulders a little. "Are you kidding me?" he hissed. "What about Ron?"

It's gonna be love, it's gonna be great,

It's gonna be more than I can take,

It's gonna be free, it's gonna be real,

It's gonna change everything I feel,

It's gonna be sad, it's gonna be true,

It's gonna be me, baby, it's gonna be you, baby

Hermione felt the melodies flying across her mind, her heart, her soul, and said, in an earnest voice. "Harry, I love him," she admitted. His eyes widened immediately, and he pressed on, "But this is the guy who called you Mudblood and piss us off! Did he curse you or something? What about Ron? He's a much better guy than Malfoy—you should know that!"

"No, love cursed me," Hermione said quietly. "Harry, you're like a brother to me, please support me through this. Ron was never there for me, where is he now, tell me!" Harry was apparently thinking and then, he said in a surrendering voice, "Okay, Hermione. Whatever you say. I support you," he said, smiling at her.

"Thanks," Hermione said happily, hugging him slightly. "Now, let's go eat some dinner."

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Ginny was sitting on her bed that night, thinking about herself and Hermione. What was going to happen to them? Were they in danger? How were they going to summon Agnes in a situation like this? They didn't even know how!

"Ginny, you have a visitor," she heard her best friend's voice, Annie Franklin. Ginny looked up and saw Harry looking rather nervous. Annie was grinning from ear to ear. "Um—can I speak to you privately?" Harry mumbled.

"Sure," she replied, getting up. She followed him outside, and she heard her friends whispering stuff like, "Oh my god, is she dating Harry Potter?", "I'm much better than her!" and "Quit it, guys and go to sleep." Ginny smiled a little and walked with him until they were out of the common room.

"Well, um, I want to talk to you about Hermione," Harry muttered.

"What about her?" she asked.

"She's with---Draco Malfoy," he said, scowling a little. Ginny smiled a little and said, "Harry, there is nothing that you should be worried about. I know Malfoy—he's not really bad after all," he looked at her so doubtfully and Ginny narrowed her eyes, saying, "You do trust me, don't you?"

"Of course—but it's unbelievable Malfoy being nice? No way" Harry protested.

"Can I tell you something, Harry?" Ginny said, looking straight into his amazing green eyes. "I love you." She leaned towards him, put her arms around him and kissed him. They broke off, and she saw that his eyes were very wide indeed by that unexpected kiss.

"What do you feel when I said that?" she asked, smiling at him.

"I—don't know," he muttered.

"Tell me the truth," she said, her arms wrapped around his neck.

"I feel like—um—my world is brightening up, firecrackers every where, like it was out of this world, and I can do anything." he blurted out. She smiled and released her arms. "Now you know how it feels to be loved?" she whispered.

"Yeah," he said, smiling. "You're a genius,"

"The greatest thing is to love and be loved in return," Ginny said, smiling at him and kissing his cheek.

"And all you need is love," he leaned towards her and whispered it to her.

So I'm a little center,

I'm a little out of tune

Some say I'm paranormal, so I just bent their spoon,

Who wants to be ordinary, in a mixed up world?

I don't care what everybody's sayin',

As long as I'm your girl

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A/N: Your most-waited moment

He stared at the crystal ball with disgust. He couldn't believe that his own best friend was making out with her sister. Ron threw the crystal ball across the floor and it shattered. "Angry, I see," said Voldemort. Ron gritted his teeth and said, "When am I going to get into action?"

"You will—don't worryI assure you," Voldemort said, smiling evilly.

"Well then, make it quick," Ron snapped.

"I think there's something that you would like to know," the Dark Lord said, an amused smile on his lips. "Hermione is with my Death Eater's son, Draco Malfoy" Ron stared open-mouthed at Voldemort. "No way!" he cried. Then, he smiled a little and said, "Good. It'll be easier to kill her then,"

"It's amusing to see you turning into the Dark Side," Voldemort said.

"Good," Ron said. "I always like making people amused."

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DRACO'S POV

I waited patiently for Hermione to deliver the chocolate brownies from the kitchen. Fifteen minutes passed, and I felt a little worried. Was she in trouble? I went into the kitchen and saw that she was sleeping. She was sitting on a chair, her head resting on the table on her hands, and beside her was the tray of brownies, freshly baked.

"Told you not to use magic," I said softly, rolling my eyes but smiling a little. "Sorry, Draco" Hermione muttered sleepily. I turned around, staring at her for a moment. "Are you awake?" I asked reluctantly. I bent down to look at her face and saw that her eyes were closed, and her face was so beautiful and yet peaceful.

Her hair was falling over her face, and I pushed it back, and to my surprise, she raised her hands and held mine tightly. I smiled and kissed her on the cheek softly, and I let go of my hand. Hermione woke up suddenly and exclaimed, "What—huh?" she stared at me and smiled a little. "Oh."

"Are you too tired? I can walk you back to school if you want

"No, it's okay, Draco," Hermione said, and stretched a little. She picked up the tray and walked out of the kitchen. To my surprise, the journal that I gave to her was on the chair. My hands flew to get it, but I held it back immediately. There could be some private secrets in there. It was very rude to view her journal

So I got up and went out of the kitchen.

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HERMIONE'S POV

At eight o'clock, an hour before we were suppose to leave the soup kitchen, Draco told Joe that we had to go off early that night because we had an important assignment to do. I was suspecting that Draco was going to take me somewhere, because he kept winking at Joe.

I would've protested, but I couldn't keep curiosity low. "So, ready to go?" Draco said, grinning at me. I smiled a little and said, "Okay, let's go." I walked with him on and on. We didn't even spoke to each other. He kept looking at me and smiled at me rather mischievously.

About ten minutes later, we were actually in the middle of Hogsmeadean Field. It was one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen in all my life. The stars were shining and the breeze and air was very peaceful. "Do you like this place?" Draco asked rather nervously.

"Yeah, thanks, Draco," I said, grinning at him.

"I want to show you something—let's see—what star shape would you like to see?" Draco asked.

"Leo," I said, smiling.

"Leo it is, come here," he said. I went up to him and he held up my hand and pointed it towards the heavens. He put my forefinger up and pointed it towards eleven places. I gasped, for the stars that he pointed my hand to began to glow and was in the shape of a lion. (A/N: Grammar stinking hereplease do not kill me! ^o^)

"How did you do that?" I squealed.

"A Malfoy Gift," he replied simply. He pulled me towards him and we stared up towards the stars. "You know, one day, I want to fly up towards the heavens and actually see the stars around me, glowing and shining all over," I said, grinning. "Of course, it won't come true, but there's no harm in dreaming, right?"

"Of course not." Draco muttered. "I've always dreamt being someone else, and if I was a girl, I would be you,"

"Its not easy to be me," I said, giggling.

"Well—at least you don't have a father who causes havoc all the time and is a hypocrite and a mother who never takes notice of you and wants nothing but money." He said bitterly.

"But you have me," I said softly.

"I knowbut something's missing

"It's you who's missing. All you have to do is to love," I told him.

He smiled towards me and kissed me. "You're the greatest thing that ever happened to me," he said

Author's Notes: End of chapter, end of total fluffness! 0^.^0 Okay, done now.. have a nice day. runs off*