Chapter Eight- Just Emotions

Summary- It has been about eight months and no one has heard from Hermione, and it seems as though no one misses her.  Harry and Ron have each been married since school let out and they still bear a grudge for their old friend.  Hermione is leading another life, away from the man who used her and broke her heart, and has a terrible secret.  Draco Malfoy is the present heir to the Malfoy fortune and is unhappily married to Pansy Parkinson Malfoy.  He still has haunting dreams of another love.  Around eight months after graduation, Pansy and Draco come across something extraordinary, which links them to the last person they had in mind.

Pairing- Ron Wesley and Lavender Brown Weasley, Harry Potter and Parvati Patil Potter, and at the beginning- Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson Malfoy, but subject to change.

Spoilers-

 Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone,

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets,   

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban,

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

Disclaimer-I do not claim to own any of the characters from the Harry Potter series.  They all belong to Ms. Rowling.  Don't sue, I have a disclaimer and I'm not afraid to use it!

Previously-"Your children are beautiful, you guys."  Hermione nearly fell from sorrow, but Ron caught her in a hug.  "Mione, we're so sorry.  We're so sorry for leaving you, Oh God."  Harry joined the hug.  "Hermione can you forgive us, God damnit, eleven years and we never even tried, Oh God Hermione, We are sorry."  Hermione felt a rush of emotion flow through her.  Eleven years of wondering, eleven years of crying, and eleven years of trying to forget never prepared her for the emotion she felt.  "Oh God you guys, I forgive you, please forgive me for ever deceiving you, I am so sorry.  Oh God, you don't know how good this feels.  I've missed you!"  Hermione was sobbing, and even Harry and Ron had tears in their eyes.  They sank to the floor, still holding each other, not daring to let go.  Finally the broke apart.  "I have thought about you every day" Hermione admitted to the two men in front of her.  "I am constantly replaying our seven years together in my mind, I tried to let go, but I couldn't."  Hermione was shaking, and Ron and Harry hugged her tightly once more.  "We couldn't let go either, Mione."  Harry said quietly, "And I'm glad we didn't."  Hermione continued crying.  "Shh, shh Hermione."  Harry said soothingly.  "Don't cry for us."

Down the hall, none of the three friends noticed a tall, white bearded man step out of the shadows, heading back to his office. "It's about time."  The man said smiling.  "It's about time." 

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It's over and done
But the heartache lives on inside
And who is the one you're clinging to
Instead of me tonight?
And where are you now, now that I need you
Tears on my pillow wherever you go
 cry me a river that leads to your ocean
You never see me fall apart
In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotions taken me over
Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul
And if you don't come back...
Come home to me, darling
Don't you know there's nobody left in this world
to hold me tight
Don't you know there's nobody left in this world
to kiss goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight
I'm there at your side
A part of all the things you are
But you've got a part of someone else
You've got to go and find your shining star
And where are you now, now that I need you?
Tears on my pillow wherever you go
I'll cry me a river that leads to your ocean
You never see me fall apart
In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotions taken me over
Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul
But if you don't come back
Come home to me, darling
Don't you know there's nobody left in this world
to hold me tight
Don't you know there's nobody left in this world
to kiss goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight

~*~

"I can't believe we're all sitting here together like this!"  Hermione said happily to her new (old) friends.  "Just like we did when we were thirteen."   Hermione, along with Harry and Ron, were currently sitting at a table in the Three broomsticks of Hogsmeade, actually, they were sitting at the same table, and in the exact same spots (well, Harry wasn't under the table...) as they where the day they discovered Sirius Black was Harry's godfather.

After talking for hours the night before in Hermione's quarters, the boys decided they needed to leave before their wives got worried.  The three made plans for the next day, Sunday, to meet up at the Three Broomsticks and do some more catching up. 

Now they where talking about their lives now, which each person was curious about.  "I'm playing quiddich for England."  Harry said proudly.  "Ireland actually wanted me, but how could I refuse my own country?"  Hermione laughed and turned to Ron.  "I'm in the Ministry, like Percy and Dad.  You would be so surprised at how many people we knew in school work there!"  Ron started ticking of people on his fingers.  "Hannah Abbot, from Hufflepuff? Yea, her, um, Cho Chang, Harry's old girlfriend, Seamus Finnegan, Colin and Dennis Creevy, Draco Mal-" Harry elbowed his and Hermione threw him a surprised look.  "Oh shit Mione, I'm sorry."  "It's alright, Ron."  Hermione said with a fixed smile.  "It's all in the past now, isn't it?"

The friends talked another few hours, ordering butterbeers left and right.  For the first time in eleven years Hermione found a sliver of peace inside herself, and, unknown to her, Harry and Ron had found peace in themselves as well.

~*~

"Hey Pans, I'm home!"  Draco's voice echoed through the cold walls of Malfoy Manor.  "Draco?"  Narssicia came walking through the parlor, greeting her son.  "How was the match?  Who won?"  "It was truly spectacular, mum."  Draco said fondly of his daughter.  "Gryffindor won, and of course it felt quite weird to be cheering for those people, but because Juliet's on it, I will do what it takes to make her happy. Juliet is a truly talented chaser, I look forward to many more games."  "Oh that's wonderful dear!"  Narcissia said, clapping her hands together.  Then her pale face tunred serious.  "Draco, Pansy has been taken ill.  The doctor said she will be fine, but she is in the lounge.  She wanted me to send you to her when you have a moment" Alright mum."  Draco said.  "I thought she was having company, Pans must really be sick."  He thought to himself.

"Pansy?"  Draco asked quietly, upon entering the green lounge.  "Hello Draco."  Pansy murmured lying down on a forest green suede couch.  "How are you?  Mum told me you where sick."  "Oh I'm fine Draco."  Pansy told him.  "I just have a horrible headache, the worst really, and my stomach feels quite odd."  "Oh."  Draco said, not knowing what to say.  "Well, I'll be around, have one of the houselves fetch me if you need me."  "Ok Draco."  Pansy said with a weak smile. 

Draco made his way to his personal study, to catch up on some last minute paperwork.  He sighed and looked at his life around him.  To anyone looking in they would see the life any other man would dream of, a gorgeous and spacious house.  More money in Gringots then he would ever be able to spend in his life, even if he tried, and a wife who was as faithful, loyal, and loved him endlessly.  Draco Malfoy had the epitome of a perfect life. But Draco Malfoy was unhappy.

To anyone, he would seem just like the spoiled child of his youth, but he wasn't.  He would gladly give up everything he owned, everything and anything, to be with…her.  He did not speak of her, but she was always there.  Haunting his dreams as he lay by his wife.  He drew her name on various papers, every time he read a book he would remember how cute she was when reading, curled up in one of their dorm chairs, biting her bottom lip in anticipation with what was coming next. 

A few days passed and Pansy's health had not improved. It had not worsened, but it had not improved.  The family doctor came by day after day, insisting nothing, nothing was wrong with the girl.  Draco was skeptical; surly this was not ordinary ailment, if nothing was happening.  Pansy, being the good wife she was, told him not to worry about her, and continue with his work and responsibilities.  Draco hated to admit it, but he did care whether Pansy died or not, she was good company, and Draco needed someone to love him, even if he could not love her in return.

One day Draco was in his office, finishing some (surprise) paperwork.  He was just thinking about how dull his life was, when his father swished into the office, closing the door behind him with his wand with a sharp 'bang!' 

"Yes father?"  Draco said, looking the older man in the eye.  Draco had grown up, and was not as afraid of the man as he once was.  "Draco I need a word with you."  He said curtly.  "Pansy is not getting any better, and I personally think you should start looking about for another wife.  Pansy has failed in her attempt to be a good wife, and has disgraced the Malfoy name.  Well, not as much as you're so called daughter, now that she is nothing but Gryffindor filth.  "Father!"  Draco boomed, enraged that Lucius would dare insult Juliet.  "Draco, I am supposed to look after the well being of this family, and seeing as that you don't give a fuck, I need to do something about it. You need to find a wife that will produce a male heir for you, not some good-for-nothing that goes and finds girls in the forest." Draco stared at the man.  "If Pansy, er, doesn't recover from her ailment, I want you to see about getting another wife.  The Malfoy name must live on, whether you want it to or not.  That no good Daughter of yours is useless.  I regret the day I let her stay in my house."  With that, Lucius turned and walked out of the study, leaving a very speechless Draco.

Draco was still pondering what the hell his father meant by all this, Pansy was going to be alright! The doctor said so himself!  But just as he was going to go check on Pansy, the doctor rushed into the study, red in the face and very winded.

"Mister Malfoy!" The short, stout doctor exclaimed. "What is it?" Draco said, half annoyed, half concerned.   "Missus Malfoy has taken a turn...I-I fear she doesn't have much time!"  Draco took off down the hall and into the lounge, where Pansy lay, only hours ago, reading Witch Weekly contently.

Now the magazine was on the floor and Pansy was only half conscious.  "Pans?"  Draco asked quietly.  "Draco."  She murmured.  "I think I'm going to die."  Draco nearly fell when he heard those words come out from the divine optimist's mouth, and suddenly felt for her strongly.  "Pansy! Don't say that!  You're going to be fine! Just fine!"  Draco was nearly crying, he didn't know how much he cared for his wife, but suddenly he realized how unfair her life truly was.  He never appreciated her, and she grew up in a family almost identical to his.

"Pansy, do you need anything?  Are you comfortable?"  Pansy said a quiet yes, and said to Draco.  "Please hold my hand, I'm scared."  Draco complied and took her small hand in his large one.  "It will be ok Pansy, It's alright, and I'm here honey."  He said quietly over to her, soothing her.  He was barely aware of his parents, doctor, and about 6 house elves looking at him from the doorway, all looking moved, and all a bit surprised at the dragons passion. "I love you Draco…" She whispered and  suddenly Draco felt the hand he was hold go limp, and he stared at it shocked.  "Pansy!"  He cried, "Pansy no! Pansy!"  He was yelling, but he didn't care, but then, just as suddenly, he stopped.  He looked down at his wife, and for the first time in all the years he had ever known her, she looked peaceful.  Draco saw that she had been released from all earthy confinements, no longer Pansy Parkinson, Wife of Draco Malfoy, Whom she had been betrothed to since birth, but now she was a free spirit.  Something she never got to be. 

Draco felt like crying, but of course he wouldn't.  Not with his father sneering down at him, he would lock it up inside, like the proud man he had been brought up to be.  He didn't understand why he was so upset, but he was.  Draco got up from his still wife's side, as the doctor rushed over and pronounced the time of death.  Five thirty-seven.  The doctor said, and pulled a blanket over the eternally resting Pansy.

The malfoy house, being of a prestigious name, politely went into the stage or mourning.  On the day of Pansy's funeral, it seemed as though the entire wizarding world showed up.  Draco recognized many former deatheaters, paying respects to the Malfoy name.  He saw many of Pansy's friends from school, and even some of her enemies.

"What the hell are Potter and Weasley doing here?"  Draco asked himself.  Narcissia heard him and whispered gently.  "It's the proper thing to do, love, they knew Pansy and you as well, and I recognize a lot of your old school mates."  Draco just nodded his head.  As they placed the beautiful black casket of Pansy Parkinson Malfoy into the Malfoy family vault, Draco turned away.  He didn't think he could stand losing someone else.  He walked along the grounds of the cemetery as the funeral party broke up, and caught a glimpse of Potter and Weasley, and….Hermione?

~*~

"Must we, Harry?"  Hermione asked her friend, as they walked across the grounds of the cemetery.  "Herm, we went to school with her, we may not have liked her much, but it's only proper, and we all have an image to keep up."  Hermione nodded but looked around nervously, He would be here, and she did not want to see him.  "Let's go."  Ron said determinedly.  Harry and Ron started walking closer to the throng of people, but no sooner had they stepped closer; Hermione saw a familiar figure, toped with white blonde hair.  She ducked behind a tree as Harry and Ron continued on, Hermione saw Draco watch her two friends with a look of contempt.  She couldn't let him see her.   

After Pansy was placed in her final place of rest, the three shell shocked friends started to walk away, talking about their late classmate.  "They don't know what happened to her."  Ron said.  "Poisoned."  Harry said automatically.  "You know how Pansy was; she was always ready to try some new potion or other to improve her looks."  Hermione sighed sadly, as much as she detested Pansy, she felt sorry for the poor girl, she was not even thirty yet, and already her life was over.  Soon the friends reached a nice little clearing on the outside of the wrought iron cemetery gates, linking arms, the disaparated with a small 'pop' and headed back to the school.

~*~

Draco wanted to run over to the three figures and see if it was truly Hermione, but before he could even move his leg, they disaparated.  And anyway, of course it wasn't Hermione, The Ministry hasn't heard from her in ages, and Draco would know if she had turned up or not.  He figured that she ran off to another country, or at least to the muggle world.  Sighing, Draco made his way to the shiny black car that was to take him and his parents back to Malfoy Manor.

Weeks past and the Malfoy house was gloomy as ever.  House elves stepped as silently as they dared, creeping cautiously around the master Malfoys, anything set them off nowadays.  Lucius Malfoy was showing more signs of aging, his blonde hair now snow-white, and he developed a rather uncharacteristic hunch.  The once proud figure was nothing more then a body of unseething hate, and everyone knew his days where numbered. 

The doctor that had become so familiar to the household because of Pansy's failing health once again returned for Lucius.  Lucius turned out to be quite a Grande baby, while being taken cared of, and insisted in staying in his room, confined to the bed, and having poor house elves tend to his every whim.  One day he decided it was time to confide in Draco a secret he had been keeping.

"Father."  Draco said curtly, opening the grand door of Lucius's chambers and sitting in an equally grand green velvet chair, although it could have easily been mistaken for a throne.  "You wanted to see me?"  "Yes Draco."  Lucius said in the same tone, his breathing labored.  "I need to settle something with you.  As you know I am a dying man, it's safe to say I haven't much longer to go, so I have decided now is the time to discuss the Malfoy fortune, Draco."

Draco looked at him expectantly, and Lucius continued.  "I have decided that, until you are married again, your mother shall be in charge of the fortune."  Draco nodded, he had expected that.  "Your mother is a great deal younger than I, but in the event of her untimely demise, it shall be yours, but."  He stopped to catch his breath.  "You will only get one half, unmarried."  Draco was slightly surprised, but he somehow knew that was coming as well. 

Draco rose from the grand chair and looked down at his dying father, someone he had feared and respected for so long.  What secrets were hidden in that mans brain?  The next thing Lucius said to him made him quickly sink back into his seat, and narrow his eyes.  "I killed Pansy, Draco."  His father closed his eyes and wheezed before opening them again.  "What did you say?!"  He asked, not believing the words of a dying man.  "Did I stutter Draco?"  Lucius managed a sneer.  "How?  When? W-why?!"  Draco was both appalled and curious, as he started to believe him.  This was the man that betrothed Draco to Pansy in the first place!  "I did what needed to be done."  Lucius said calmly.  The day you went to that damn quiddich game for your damn Gryffindor brat, I gave Pansy an untraceable poison potion.  I needed to ensure that she would not be standing in your way of producing an heir for the family, and, dead, she poses no threat.  I needed to be sure that you found another.  Pansy did not do her job, and she failed as a woman, I am surprised you did not do away wit her and replace her yourself."  He sneered at his son with contempt.  "I do wish I could live to see you married again, but I will die knowing you will be, the name is as important to you as it is to me."  "I DO NOT CARE ENOUGH TO KILL FATHER!"  Draco's baritone voice thundered through the stone room, making his father actually flinch.  "Draco, I know what is best, the discussion is closed.  Now, go fetch the doctor, I think it is time…."

A few days later Draco visited the graveyard for the second time in the past two months. "This is ridicules, absurd!"  He yelled at himself.  Of course his father had killed Pansy, hadn't he practically admitted it that day in the study?  He had hinted Pansy was going to die, and of course, what Lucius Malfoy wanted, he got.

Draco was alone now, with his mother and a manor full of house elves.  It wasn't alone, exactly, but his heart was ripping in different directions, prying Draco from his sanity. 

Ever since Pansy's funeral, Draco constantly wondered if that was truly Hermione with Weasley and Potter.  Who else could those gorgeous brown locks belong to?  Draco still dreamed of her, and lately it has been to the point of him needing a dreamless sleep potion to get through the night. 

~*~

"Bet you can't catch me James!"  Juliet teased as the three friends soared through the sky, on their free day.  They where all on school brooms, so it was very likely that James could not catch Juliet, or Juliet could not get away, I mean, they were on Nimbus Two Thousands! The schools brooms were ancient.  James had even laughed at his father when Harry told him that a Nimbus Two Thousand was his first broom, and laughed even harder when Ron told him how excited Harry had been.

Over the past couple of weeks the three have seen their transfiguration teacher in a totally new light.  Harry, Ron, and Hermione had filled the children in on their story…well, most of it.  They did happen to conveniently leave out the part about Hermione sleeping with Juliet's father.

Ryan and James were delighted to hear that their teacher was best friends with their parents, and, are again.  They were a little confused to how an argument could drive them all to stop talking for so long, and he said he would never do that.  Juliet, Ryan, and James all promised to never turn on one another, no matter what, and they would always be there for each other.  Hermione, Ron, and Harry all smiled at that, they really did remind them of themselves.

And Ryan and James were there for Juliet.  She took the news about her mother hard, who wouldn't? After she came back from the funeral, she holed up in the first year girls' dormitory, not talking to anyone for a few days.  Ryan and James tried hard, but to no avail.  Finally they had Professor Granger go in and talk to Juliet; maybe she could calm her down, because she had lost both her parents.  James and Ryan smiled when they saw it had worked.  After a few hours of talking and telling Juliet that no matter where her mother was, she was looking after her, and may be closer then you think, Juliet emerged from her room, looking tired and hungry, but significantly happy.  

"You guys look so funny!"  Ryan said, watching James's attempt to catch Juliet on the ancient broomstick.  "What do you expect?"  Juliet said indignantly, "These brooms are crap!"  They all laughed, until Juliet looked at her watch, "Oh gosh! I need to go study for potions!"  James and Ryan rolled their eyes, she was such a bookworm.

Later that night the three friends were sitting around the large ire in the Gryffindor common room.  It was nearly midnight but they didn't feel like sleeping.  Instead they stayed up, talking. 

"Have you been giving any thought to the whole sorting hat incident Jewel?"  James asked, remembering it.  "Not really James, I kinda forgot about it, you know, two deaths and all."  Juliet said absently.  "I don't really think much of it though; I think it was probably a mistake, I mean, and who would it be?  It just doesn't seem right.  My parents that I grew up with never even hinted at it, and I cannot remember anyone but them.  I believe the sorting hat just had me confused or something, he is bound to make a mistake every once in awhile, right?"  "Maybe."  Ryan said uncertainly.  "But every time I ask dad about it, he changed the subject, like he doesn't want to talk about it.  It could just be that he doesn't like your dad though."  Juliet glanced at him.  "I don't know guys, I just don't know. I think I'm going to go to bed, I have to hit the library bright and early tomorrow."  "Alright, night."  The boys said at her retreating back, and then they grinned at each other.  The had some investigating to do.

~*~

Life has become so good to me, you wouldn't even imagine! Hermione was writing in her pensive-diary.  Harry and Ron have forgiven me, but you knew that already.  I can't imagine how I lived without seeing their goofy faces everyday, brightening my whole world, and yet, I'm so sad.  Memories of them bring back memories of…Draco.  Draco is constantly on my mind, my thoughts, my dreams, in the faces of others!  Just tonight at dinner I called Severus Draco because I miss him so.  I saw Draco at Pansy's funeral of course.  I was rather sore at Harry and Ron for making me go, but they were right.  We went to school with Pansy and it was only right.  Draco looks so good, but he looked so sad.  I'm sure it was because his wife died, but there was something more.  Something more in those silver eyes that I could not distinguish.  What was it?  He looked like the child I once knew.  Alone and afraid.  But did I really know him?  Was everything he had ever told me a lie?  I do not know, I don't know if I want to.  But just to talk to him again would be enough to drive me over the edge.  I don't know what I would do if I came face to face with him.  The very thought makes me break into a cold sweat, and makes my knees go weak, and I start to shake.  How odd, Draco makes me feel the symptoms of a person being scared to death, and a person in love.  Love! No! I am not.  I refuse to be.  He broke my heart and that is the end of it.  I wonder if everything he told me about his father was true.  Obviously it wasn't, or he would have finally stood up to his father that day, but instead he threw me out, threw me out of his life and into a colder and bitterer one.  That first week was the longest of my life.  I don't understand how we spent those years together, secretly dating, and I still meant nothing more to him. He probably thinks house elves are a better investment.  But I can be happy now.  I love Harry and Ron and their kids.  Their all I need to be the old Hermione I once was, before Draco came and introduced me to all these foreign emotions.  That's all this is really, Just emotions, invading me, taking me over.

Hermione put the elegant book on her bedside table and blew out the enchanted floating candle.  Soon she fell asleep, launching herself into another dream.

(A/N)

hey hey! I know, not a lot happened, but its getting there. But Pansy and Lucius are dead! *does a dance*  I'm so glad everyone liked that last chapter! Wheeeee.  I was aiming for the crying thing, I almost cried myself, and I was writing it! Am I getting confusing writing all this jumping around? Can you sorta tell that maybe Harry and Ron have pieced together the probability of Hermione being Juliets mom? Lol. I'm going to try to work on my other fic..  I can't get enough of those two! Don't worry though, I still won't neglect this one, it's my baby: D lol.  also, for you tom Felton lovers, I have a layout on my website featuring the greatest slytherin there is-Draco Malfoy!  Go visit!  http://www.peachita.net/ariel   now to the reviewers:

Jacemia- Of course Draco and Hermione will see each other! Tee hee

Angelicdevil- thank you! I'll email you for the next chapter if you want.

Casper- hey! Thank you

Fairymargarita- Im not sure what you mean, It may be ff.net screwing things up a bit…because the paragraphs look fine in my browser.. ? lol

Heather- sure I can go wrong, but this is Harry Potter we're talking about! THEY can't go wrong!!! And good, I was trying to aim for that :D

Lover411- oh don't worry, I have it all planned out, I don't know if you caught it, but Harry and Ron kinda have their suspicions, and of course Juliet, Ryan, and James, being the children of Hermione, Ron, and Harry, will of course be taking the matter into their own hands. Cheers!

Hilde- hehe, thanks, I reallt enjoy writing this!

PrincessDarkness- I hope I didn't make you wait too long, I equally hope it was worth the wait!

Emjai- wow, thank you! I feel quite special now, :D don't worry, I'm not that mean, Hermione will find out, I promise!

Lindsey- thank you! Oh, and yes, It is a real song, Im rather obsessed with it, and I have mentiond it in every one of my chapter-fics, lol.  Its called 'When Love and Hate Collide' by Def Leppard.  I found out about it at the Hermione and Draco fan fiction site.  Its quite good, you sould download it if you can!

Sweet Sorrow- hehe, I know hes wise… HEY! Wait a sec! arnt I was if I had him say that stuff? Hrumph.  Hehe, oh well, hes got the specticals, I don't. thanks for reviewing!

Christina- thank you! tears good!! Lol.  Of course Hermione is going to find out about Juliet.  But remember that she really does think she is dead, and has pretty much blocked out the memory, so It will be quite a shock to her.  And it will happen relitivly soon, chapter wise.  Draco and Hermione will find each other, they have to, its inevitable!

Angel_1215- *checks sleeves*  Where? Lol.  I'm happy for them too, I like wiritng happy things, makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside :D

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Sugar- Thanks! I know, ol' Mione's supposed to be smart, but really, If i had a kid with someone who betrayed me, and left it for dead in some dark part of the world, I'd prolly block out any picture too!

Harrys little angel- hey, well, I didn't know about the other story, or this one wouldn't exist.  Im a very proud person, if you got to know me a little, also, of course its entirely possible for two people same plot, been on ff.net long? I don't think there is one plot out there that isn't done less then, like, 5 times.  This story isn't all that complicated, honestly, im supprised there isn't more of it.  thank about the basic relationship between draco and Hermione, then think about their romance, and Lucius, you end up with a big duh, it would be too easy to have them graduate with a big 'ol happily ever after, kinda boring too.  This is much more fun :D

Scholcomp1- ok, I want to know what happens too! Hope you like!

Pearl- Hey, yea, It's nice they are back together, unfortunately, Draco and Hermione have a little way to go before their happily ever after (but don't worry, its coming) yea, there's a lot that still has to happen, just warning you :D

Emma- Of course it was an accident, my fingers slipped! *wink wink*

Bluefrost- I'm always hungry too, im eating a cookie now:D  actually, I have this story written in pieces, like, I have the seen written out where Juliet find out about her parents, I need to start cracking on draco/Juliet/Hermione

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Lizzy- Im going to be doing a lot of teasing between draco and Hermione, lol, be warned

Alison- It will probably be between 15-20 chapters

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Natalie- hope you didn't die wating, this one took awhile.

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