There was complete silence in the hall, then every one burst out in laughter, it seemed that even the Slytherins seemed to think that Pansy had gotten what she deserved. Draco offered Hermione his arm, and they walked out of the great hall together. They had an appointment with Dumbledore.

"Do you want me to come in with you? You know, for moral support?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, if Dumbledore will let you come in that is," replied Draco. They walked the rest of the way in silence. "I'm scared Mione, what if he just laughs at me, what if he doesn't care, what if he sends me off to the Dementors?" Draco looked like he was going through a mini breakdown, every horrible thing that he had ever done or said was flashing threw his mind.

"Shh, sweetie, everything will be fine. Knowing Dumbledore, he probably already knows what were coming to talk to him about." It wasn't easy, but Hermione managed to calm Draco down just in time. They had reached the gargoyle leading to Dumbledore's office. There was a green chair outside of the door into the office, and Hermione took this to mean that she was not supposed to come in. After a long kiss, Hermione finally was able to push Draco into the room. She then took a set on the chair, which was a lot more comfortable then it looked. It seemed that Dumbledore's office had been sound proofed, and she could hear nothing. Luckily, she and Draco were close enough to each other that their thoughts were not totally devoted to one another. Hermione had just been wishing that she had brought homework along, when the door opened and Dumbledore stepped out.

"You may go into him Miss Granger. I will return in a few minutes."

"Draco," said Hermione.

"Hey," said Draco.

"What's wrong, you look ready to cry." Draco started to rub his eyes.

"It's nothing really."

"You don't have to play brave and strong for me Draco, I can tell something's wrong, so spill." Hermione took a seat beside him, and Draco began to talk.

"It seems that Lucius is trying to find some way to break the spell on his own. Dumbledore found out that he's, he's locked up my mother."

"What!" exclaimed Hermione.

"Yes, Dumbledore says he's trying to set a trap, and that if I got to her I will be captured and they will try and do things to make me stop loving you. But I don't want to stop; I want to spend the rest of my life with you." "I don't want him to separate us earthier. I knew your father was a horrible man, but I never thought that he would do something this horrible to you, or her."

"The funny thing is, before You-Know-Who started to take over our world, he really loved my mother. He wasn't the greatest man in the world, but he did love her with his heart and soul. Now You-Know-Who has taken her place, and it makes me sick. Promise me that no matter what, you won't let me become like him, all hard and cold, with a heart as cold as You-Know-Who's."

"I promise Draco; never will I let you forget how to love." Hermione took the time while Draco was thinking to him self to look around the room. Some of the portraits were asleep, and the others were missing from there places. There was a large golden book on the desk, one she instantly recognized from the library. It was a book of old prophesies, and she made a mental note of the page number (208). By this time, Dumbledore had crept back into the room.

"I see you have discussed everything I have learned about Draco's mother," he said.

"Yes, but what about Draco. What will he do now?" asked Hermione.

"I will help to keep him fro becoming a death eater, and he will spend the Christmas holiday here at Hogwarts. Hopefully by summer, there will be some drastic changes."

"I guess that we will go now," said Hermione.

"Yes, and be sure to keep him safe Miss Granger, you two will need each other more than any of us know. Never let anything come in-between your love for each other."

"Yes Professor," said Hermione as she and Draco walked out of the room.

"I only hope that they are strong enough to face what is coming for them," said Dumbledore once Hermione and Draco had left. "They will need to be, if there is to be any hope for our world. The four champions must rain." Dumbledore then went back to his book.

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