A/N: Hey there! I'm so glad I reached fifty! He he… it's hard to do so nowadays… some people, including me, are too lazy to click on the review button… anyway, thank you to Girl-named-Belle, Dark Comet, beckie13, Deimos and the other people!

So, here's chapter seven!

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MY GUARDIAN ANGEL

BY Rage

CHAPTER SEVEN: APHRODITE'S DAY

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Harry, Ron and Hermione stood at the entrance of the Great Hall, their mouths wide open with surprise.

"What in the world…" Harry trailed off as he looked around. The Great Hall was decorated with several banners in different shades of pink and rose petals were falling from the enchanted ceiling, disappearing when they almost touched the ground. The teachers were all in either red or pink robes, which perfectly matched the decorations.

"Good morning everyone and a Happy Aphrodite's Day to all of you!" Dumbledore said pleasantly.

"What, another Valentine's Day or is Lockhart back?" Ron said, snorting. Hermione rolled her eyes and dragged the two boys to their seats.

"Today is a day in honor of the goddess of love and beauty, Aphrodite. It is somewhat similar to Valentine's Day, with a few changes. Aphrodite's Day is celebrated in November and it is for Aphrodite." Dumbledore paused, his eyes twinkling. "Now, you may send cards, flowers, chocolates or anything sweet to your loved ones and crushes today to celebrate this day fully, but please do it with moderation. Thank you. You may now continue with your breakfast."

When the headmaster already sat down, there was a murmur in the crowd. Girls giggled, boys took out their money, while few continued eating. Harry immediately took out a piece of parchment and a quill. "Do you think Cho will know it's from me?" he asked Ron and Hermione, biting the end of his quill.

"No, of course not." Ron replied, grabbing a bit of toast. "Just make sure you don't give clues that it is you."

Hermione shrugged and ate her breakfast. Ron turned to her and said, "Do you think Lavender'll like a purple flower?" Hermione smiled. "Yeah. I'm sure."

The two boys began to talk to themselves about what to give to the girls they liked, which left Hermione all alone. She sighed. "This day isn't really for me," she muttered darkly. She sighed once again and finished her toast.

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Draco sat on his bed, running his hand through his hair. It was such a hectic and tiring day. From morning 'til afternoon, girls kept popping up everywhere he went, giving him either flowers, cards, or chocolates. Alas, the burden of a handsome boy…

Draco sighed heavily and opened his bag where he kept all his gifts. He took out the bundle of love letters and opened each one slowly.

"You are like my false teeth…" Draco read, "I can't smile without you." He laughed quietly. "Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Boy, as cute as a toy, will you be mine?"

He laughed at what each one said. He was compared to a god, a king, a knight in shining armor, and a lot more things that flattered him and made him laugh. Each card or letter was decorated with hearts or roses that it was difficult for Draco to count how many there were. Finally, when it was already dusk, he was done with all of them. He gathered them up and prepared to put them in his trunk when something caught his attention.

A simple white envelope was sticking out from his bag, and it stood out from the many shades of red. Draco put down the other cards and grabbed the envelope.

His name was written on its back neatly without any décor of any sort, which interested him a lot more. He opened it carefully and took out the piece of parchment. It read:

Just to let you know, you are thought of this Aphrodite's Day. Have a Happy Aphrodite's Day!

Hermione

P.S. I'm just bored, that's why I'm writing this! Kind of cheesy, huh?

Draco smiled slightly. He put the letter back into the envelope and put it in his pocket unconsciously. He looked at his watch and realized that it was almost dinnertime.

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It was already December, and snow had started to fall, covering the whole castle like a huge white blanket. Students started to lose their concentration on their studies, which resulted to a very early Christmas break.

"Yes!" Ron exclaimed, grabbing his cloak and mittens. "Snowball fight!"

The Gryffindors had planned a whole lot of activities involving snow, and everyone was fairly excited about it, especially the boys. The girls weren't as nearly enthusiastic, though.

"Come on, Hermione! Let's get there before everyone does!" Harry called out to her.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Seconds later, she arrived at the Common Room, wearing her cloak and her black woolen gloves. "Shall we?"

They nodded energetically and climbed out of the Portrait Hole hurriedly.

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Draco sighed as he looked out of his window. It was a beautiful day outside but no Slytherin was enjoying it. "The disadvantages of a Slytherin…" he muttered, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. He yawned and looked at his watch. It was already three in the afternoon, and this was the most boring hour of the day.

Finally deciding that the day was too nice to waste, he grabbed his cloak and left the dungeon.

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Draco whistled as he walked on the school grounds. The trees were covered in snow, but that didn't dampen the spirit of the birds to continue on singing. The scene was picturesque, which made the day even more beautiful. Too bad he had to spend it all alone…

"Malfoy?" Someone tapped him on the shoulder. Draco jumped in surprise and turned around. It was Hermione.

"Granger?"

She smiled widely and waved her hand. "Hi."

"What are you doing here?" he asked, putting his hands in his pockets.

"We just had a snowball fight over there." She pointed to the direction where she had just come from. "I'm just resting."

Draco blinked. A question was forming in his head. What was a snowball fight? He had heard the name of that game before already, but he really didn't know what it was and how it was played. "Er… what's a snowball fight?"

"What?!" Hermione gasped in surprise. "You don't know what a snowball fight is?"

Draco reddened a bit out of embarrassment. "Never mind." He muttered quietly, mentally kicking himself. Hermione was laughing, but she tried to stifle her giggles.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She said, coughing a bit. She was red from laughter, but she still had a straight face. "I can't tell you what it is, though. You have to experience it for yourself."

Draco raised his eyebrow. "What do you mea—" Something extremely cold was thrown to his face. He opened his eyes and wiped it off. "Snow." He looked around and saw Hermione shaping some snow into a ball. "That was a snowball fight?"

She looked up. "Well, it's not yet a fight. You still didn't hit me with a snowball." She grinned childishly and handed him the ball. "Here. Try it."

Draco held the ball in his hand and looked at it awkwardly. "I'm supposed to throw it at you?"

Hermione nodded gleefully. "Go on."

He smirked evilly. "Well this should be fun." He held the ball tightly, aimed it carefully, and after seconds of getting ready…

He threw it at her face with full force.

Hermione stood still. After the snow fell off, she laughed. "You're a quick learner."

"Thanks." Draco grinned and bent down on the ground. "Get ready for more."

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The two teenagers stared up at the sky. It was five in the afternoon, and the sky started to darken.

"Any dreams of her lately?" Hermione asked, glancing at him.

Draco shook his head. "But I hope I see her soon."

"You will. Just wait." She smiled amiably and looked up. "You know, I'm quite jealous of that girl."

Draco looked at her. "Why?"

Hermione sighed dreamily. "It's because someone's waiting for her. Someone's anticipating her arrival." She sighed heavily and turned to him. "Like any other girl, I wish I had someone for myself."

Draco stared at Hermione. She was staring up at the sky again, as if wishing for something. He moved closer to her and patted her on the back. "Well… you'll have someone." He said quietly. "Who wouldn't want you?"

Hermione turned to him and reddened. She smiled goofily at him. "Are you sure you're the Malfoy I know?"

He laughed silently and stood up. "We should go now." Hermione nodded and stood up as well, brushing the snow off her robes. "Thanks, Malfoy."

He smiled slightly. "You're welcome."

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A/N: Hey there! I just finished this chapter because I'm quite bored here in our house… Oh some questions:

Does it snow in England during the start of December? I don't know because I'm from Asia and I live in a tropical country. We don't have snow here, of course.

Is Aphrodite a Roman or a Greek goddess? Hmm…

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