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Chapter 11- The Emerald Tear

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Here goes Chapter 11..

Running as fast as he could back to Gryffindor tower, Ron didn't notice the dark looming figure coming around the corner until he ran smack into it. Ron fell to the floor with a heavy THUD, looking up to see the last person he wanted to run into, Snape. " Mr. Weasley, do watch where you're going. 20 points from Gryffindor and get back to your dormitories this instant." Ron simply nodded his head, taking in a deep sigh of relief that Snape never asked him why he was running so fast. He picked himself up from the cold, stone floor and was about to continue his "marathon" when he felt a heavy tap on his shoulder. Wheeling around he came face to face with, his second least favourite person, Draco Malfoy.

"What do you want Malfoy?"

Hermione Granger sat on the cold stone steps, outside the main entrance, thinking of Malfoy's proposition. She bit down hard on her lip, thinking whether or not it would work. The wind ruffled her hair and Hermione wrapped her arms around her middle, keeping out the cold.

"I wish Harry were here." She said aloud as she thought of Harry, and a single tear rolled down her nose as she thought of him and Cho. She slapped the step with her hand out of frustration, and in doing so she missed hearing the great oak doors open. A hand found it's way to her shoulder, and Hermione turned around startled, staring into cold silver eyes.

"Wha." Hermione was silenced by a finger on her lips, and the delicate hand stroked through her hair.

" Have you thought about the proposition yet?" Hermione simply nodded her head.

"Well?" Again Hermione nodded her head, except this time, a little more gravely. A wicked grin spread across Malfoy's face, and he sneered,

" Potter will get what's coming to him." He let out a low evil laugh, but was cut short by Hermione.

"What exactly are we going to do to him? He is one of my best friends, I don't want to hurt him." Hermione whimpered.

"Don't worry Granger, we're just going to make him a little jealous is all. But first, you owe me something." Hermione cocked her eyebrow, afraid of what she was going to hear next.

"All I want is a kiss, that's it, I swear." Hermione looked at him questioningly, but shrugged her shoulders and went in for the kiss. A hand came up in her face and Draco started to shake his head.

"Not here, on the Quidditch Pitch," Hermione was about to ask why when he quickly added, " It's my favourite place."

Harry was upstairs in the boys dormitories getting ready for what he was about to do next, hoping that she'd like it. He gathered a few things and made his way down to the kitchens. Tickling the pear, Harry entered putting his knapsack on a wooden table. Dobby and a few other house elves bustled over to him, bowing so low their noses almost touched the floor.

" Hullo Dobby, do you have everything ready?" Dobby nodded feverishly pointing past the sinks to a table filled with everything Harry had asked for.

"Thanks a lot Dobby!" Harry smiled down at the house elf. Immediately Dobby's eyes brimmed with tears and he ran off towards the table holding Harry's requests. He returned dragging a small sack behind him and he gave it to Harry, looking proud. Harry gave him a smile and proceeded towards the Quidditch Pitch, after a hurried glance at his wristwatch.

Harry walked out into the stadium, carrying his knapsack, looking for a nice place to set up. He decided on the middle of the pitch, and conjured up a table, complete with red checkered table clothe and white vanilla scented candles. Harry set up the dinner Dobby and the house elves made for him and lighted the candles, awaiting Hermiones entrance.

Feeling really uncomfortable and slightly guilty with Malfoys arm wrapped around her waist, Hermione grimaced and quickened her pace towards the Quidditch pitch. The doors came into view and a wicked grin spread across Malfoys pale face. He opened the doors and simultaneously spun Hermione around so they were face to face.

"It's now or never." He stated with a twitch in his lips. Hermione nodded her head and braced herself for the coming moment. She closed her eyes, and immediately felt his lips against hers. A small gasp was heard from behind them, and Hermione whirled around quickly.

Harry stood still by the table, unable to comprehend what he had just witnessed. The soft candlelight shone on his face, illuminating the single tear rolling down from his emerald green eyes.

AN: YAY! She does the chapter dance! I know it took a long time, but its here!!!!! I hipe you like the chapter because I've been away from my writing for a while and its not up to par yet! PLEASE REVIEW! That little blue button is saying, " Help! Please press me and go review!" jks. ~MUAH~