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Author's note: Hello! Welcome to Part two! I just realised how much this sucks man... they haven't done anything yet!! Grr! I know how frustrating it is, when you're reading a fic, and they don't even hug or anything after about twenty chapters. But don't worry, I'm trying not to do that and I'll make sure it gets interesting. They ain't done nothing yet, but not for long MWHAA HA HA HAA!... sorry, I'll shut up now ^.^

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Part two

Chapter 7:

The Gryffindor's within the common room were cheerful and as hyper as usual. Although a few, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George sat by the crackling fire biting their knuckles and staring into space.

"Oh where could she be?" Ginny asked, more to herself than anything. "It's not like Hermione to get lost like that. And... why would she go into the forest? Stupid really..."

"Nah, I don't reckon she went in that stinking forest," Ron stood up and started pacing one end of the fire to the other "I reckon that Malfoy did something to her and-and-"

"Shut up you two! Try and think of something!" Harry moaned, cleaning his glasses on his jumper.

They all sat there for most of that morning. White speckles began to fall by the window. The Weasley twins looked out, wishing more than anything to go and throw snowballs at the Slytherins. The Gryffindor common room slowly emptied; everybody was going out side to play in the snow.

They sat there, sighing to themselves, wishing Hermione would show up. When she finally clambered through the portrait-hole -

"Oh my God! Where the heck have you been Hermione??" Ron flung himself up running to her. Hermione had big bags under her eyes, she looked exhausted.

"Hermione! We were so worried!" Ginny squeaked.

"I was in the forest-"

"The forest??" Hermione slowly shook her head. "Yeah, Draco, I mean Malfoy went in, so I couldn't just come back to the castle." She started to explain the whole thing, getting a few comments from Ron ("You must have felt like a right monkey! Ha ha!") She explained about the creatures, Ginny looking terrified and finally finished and announced-

"So, I'd better get down to my homework then!" Harry and Ron groaned, but decided to finish their Transfiguration essays so that they could talk with Hermione a bit more. Fred, George and Ginny ran to their dormitories to wrap up, preparing themselves for a huge snowball fight taking place outside. Ron watched Ginny scream with excitement as she re-entered the room, only to speed through the portrait hole and out into the rest of the castle.

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Ron sat there, chewing the already mangled and fluffy feathers at the end of his quill, looking out of the window, thinking as Hermione stormed in, throwing herself on the red couch hands over her face. "I am never getting a detention again!" she shrieked, removing her hands to show a depressed face.

"What did they make you do?"

"I don't know. McGonagall sat there shouting at us for about half an hour and then she made me go and help professor Binns put all his books in order... Dra- Malfoy had to go with Hagrid though. Feel quite sorry for him actually."

"You feel sorry for Malfoy??" Ron spat out a few bits of chewed feather at his outburst.

"Ron stop sucking the end of your quill! You'll have no feather left on it if you keep on chewing it!" Hermione bossed.

"Oh I don't remember making you the boss!" Ron muttered back, continuing to chew his quill.

"Ron!!"

"Hermione? Me and Harry were wondering-"

"Excuse me?" Harry asked quickly, not wanting to be part of the question that Ron was about to ask.

"Shut up Harry. Hermione, me and Harry were wondering-"

"No we weren't Ron! Only you wanted to ask her this!"

"Okay okay fine, I was wondering Hermione, erm... you know when you just started crying in front of us, you know, for like, no reason at all, you just started crying?..."

"Yes I remember." Hermione sulked back.

"Well, why were you crying?"

Hermione said nothing for a while, but finally muttered "No reason."

"No reason??"

"Look, it was really personal!"

"Too personal to tell you friends??"

"Ron," Harry butted in.

"Okay okay, I bet it was one of those 'girl problems' wasn't it?"

'You fool Ron!' Hermione thought to herself 'I was crying because the only person who meant everything to me had just totally been bitchy to me! But I bet you'd have no idea how I felt! I don't know why I just broke down like that! It's not like me, I know, but I just couldn't hold it in! Those words really hurt me...'

"Yeah, I'm sorry. It wasn't anything to do with you..." she spoke softly to them "Hormones I guess..."

"Ah yeah right! Hormones?"

"Yes, Ron!" she snapped back "And stop chewing you bloody quill!"

"Why?"

"Why? WHY?? Because it's off-putting!" she barked.

"Puh, girls and their hormones..."

"What was that??" Hermione fumed, stamping her foot on the floor.

"Nothing." he said quickly.

"Argh! I can't take you any more! You don't know when to stop winding me up do you? You - you -" Hermione stormed out of the room, muttering "Boys" and leaving a guilty looking Red head and a shocked boy with glasses.

"Er, time of the month?" Harry suggested.

"I hope. Oh my god! What have I done Harry? She's gonna totally be in a mood with me for ever!" Ron cried.

"Well, let's go find her and apologise. She's probably gone to lunch."

"Ah yeah, lunch, yum-yum I'm starved!"

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Hermione ran and ran, down the stone steps, out of the large oak doors, past the huge snow ball fight. She ran and ran through ther crisp and even snow until the reached the other end of the huge deep blue lake, panting and leaning on a tree after reaching a quiet place where nobody would see her.

What was wrong with her? She was shouting at her friends, falling for her enemy and now she was out in the cold all alone. But not for long.

"Hermione?"

Hermione spun round. It was Draco.

"What are you doing here?" she burst out, though she was really thinking 'Oh my god! You're here and I need you!'

"I saw you crying and running down. I was wrestling with Goyle in the snow, winning too, but I saw you so I decided to come and see what was wrong." he spoke with concern.

'Crying? I'm not-' Hermione quickly felt her cheeks with her hand, they were all wet. Hermione could have cried even harder right then. Finding out that he actually cared about her touched her heart.

"The things you do for me..." she smiled.

"Yup. So what's wrong?" Hermione noticed a small bandage on his arm under his rolled up robes. This bandage meant a lot to her. It was what Draco recieved by defending her.

"Oh nothing," she said quickly, turning away.

Draco looked at her. "Oh c'mon, please tell me, maybe I can help?"

"No, you can't, I just had a fight, that's all."

"A fight?? What like a punching fight? Did you get hurt?"

"No, no, I just had a fight with Ron. I feel really guilty, but he's so annoying me!" she spoke quickly, walking back and forth, clenchign her hair. "I don't know what to do! I feel like a bitch! Draco what do I do? I - I-" her face screwed up and she started sobbing.

"Hermione it's alright, I'm here..." Draco rushed towards her and wrapped his arms protectively around her. Their bodies met and a rush of warmth flowed through Hermione's very blood. His embrace made her heart thump uncontrolably. She let him hold her, stroking her hair, she wanted to be like this forever. Hermione didn't know how long they were standing there in each other's arms, rocking slightly from side to side. She lost all sense of time, but Draco finally pulled away staring deep in her eyes.

"Hermione, there's something I've got to tell you... erm..." Draco looked lost for words he grabbed a clump of snow and began to compress it tightly in his hand. He struggled for words, playing with his snowball and looking on the floor. "It's um, It's really hard to-"

Hermione noticed how nervous he was. Was he going to say what she thought he would?? She giggled at his struggle and grabbed a fist full of snow.

"This might help you think about it!" she threw her snowball at him, laughing with all her heart.

"Why you little..." Draco sniggered grabbing a huge pile of snow surrounding his feet and throwing it at her. It completely missed, whacking a tree beside her. Hermione didn't know if her screams of delight could be heard up at the castle, but she didn't care. She was having sacks of fun here with Draco.

'Screw you Ron' she giggled to herself, dodging another snowball.

After about fifteen minutes of random snowballs flying through the air, Hermione managed to hit Draco with one of her large balls. It completely took him off guard, causing him to lose his balance and flump into the snow.

"Ha ha ha!" Draco laughed from the ground.

"Well, well, well, the master is beaten!" she laughed standing over him with her hands on her hips. She offered him a hand up and he started brushing his robes with his hands, tons of snow falling off him. They were both out of breath, their cheeks red against the icy air.

"That was er, fun..." Draco mumbled.

"Yeah! Er... Draco, can I have another hug?"

"A wha- oh, yeah, er, yeah right, yes." he stuttered almost completely being knocked over by her flinging her arms around his neck. He chuckled. A bird in the tree above flapped away, flinging a branch up, shaking all of the perfect white snow down. The snow fell down like crystals around them, a bit gathering on the tops of their heads.

'How magical' Hermione smiled to herself. She knew the time was right, she knew what she was going to do, but before she could plan it, Draco had grabbed the back of her head and pulled her head towards his. Their soft lips met and two worlds became one.

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