Author's Note: this chapter includes a song I wrote especially for this story, "Love is a Flower", so if you want, you can review about it too. ;- )

Something Tells Me You're The One
By Roni Black

Chapter Nine

Ginny woke up early next morning, to see Draco sleeping right next to her. She smiled as she examined his face. He was so beautiful. His hair was longer now than it was in Hogwarts, and covered his smooth, soft cheeks.

She remembered how she used to be in love with Harry Potter, and smiled again. It wasn't real love then... it was just a childish admiration. Harry was handsome, she had to admit. She had always liked the way he looked, but she hadn't been attracted to him since her third year.

Then she began to go out with boys just for fun, but she didn't really love any of them. And when she got together with Seamus, she really loved him. But her love for Seamus was nothing compared to the love she was feeling now. Loving Draco was so wonderful, like an open flower. "Love is a flower, and I am a butterfly," she hummed to herself. Then she began to sing softly into Draco's ear.

"Love is a flower and I am a butterfly

This is so sweet, and I'm not gonna lie

Love is a flower and I am a bee

And I want you to be with me.

Love is a flower and I am a swarm of bees

And if you love me, I won't run or hide

I want to touch these petals, please

And drink the sweet nectar from inside."

As Draco opened his eyes, she smiled at him, and he sang the last verse quietly:

"Baby, you are my flower

Can I be your butterfly?

Would you let me come to you?

Baby, can you love me too?"

© "Love is a Flower" - Roni Black

Ginny smiled again and kissed him. He then said: "Ginny, I have to tell you something."

"What is it?" she looked at him with those big, honey-brown eyes. They were driving him crazy.

"Hermione was here last night, when you were asleep."

"WHAT?!"

"Yes, she said she was on our side and wanted to help us."

Ginny stared at him.

"She is going to help us, Ginny," Draco continued. "She will try to convince your family, and then she'll try to convince my mother."

A look of relief fell upon Ginny's face.

"What?" asked Draco.

"I'm glad that she wants to help us. Hermione can convince anyone," said Ginny confidently. "She can do anything. If she believes she can do it, she can do it."

"Do you really think so?" said Draco doubtfully.

"Positive. It's Hermione. I trust her 100 per cent."

"I've never trusted her," Draco admitted. "She was always 'this Granger Mudblood' to me. Only lately I understand how wrong I was."

"How did you understand?"

"Thanks to you, Ginny. Before I fell in love with you, I was full of those stupid stereotypes: Muggles and Muggle-borns are worthless. Every wizard who is interested in Muggles is a traitor. Slytherin is the only house that is suitable for high-class wizards, such as myself and my family. And..." he swallowed hard, "Lord Voldemort was right about everything he did."

Ginny didn't say a word, just looked at him with her big eyes.

"But then... then I fell for you, and without ever telling me that, you made me realize how dumb I was. You made me see that we should never judge someone by his or her origin only. I did it yesterday when I was talking to Hermione. I judged her by herself and not by her parents, for the first time. And I liked what I saw. I came to the conclusion that I've been very mistaken about Hermione all those years, just as I've been mistaken about you, and about Harry and Ron."

Ginny was smiling now, and Draco was smiling back.

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Dear Ginny and Draco,

I've talked to your mother, Ginny, but there isn't much of a change yet. However, do not worry, I know what I'm doing, and I promise you I'm going to do whatever it takes to help you two get married, because above all I care about your happiness. I'll write again soon.

Love from Hermione"

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"Hermione, you're wasting your time."

"Listen to me, Ron, this is about your sister's happiness. It's supposed to be the most important thing for you!"

"My sister's happiness is not with Draco Malfoy!" Ron's ears were reddenning dangerously.

"How do you know?"

"What do you mean, how do I know? I know Malfoy! I thought you knew him too!"

"Ron, do you think Ginny is stupid?"

"Of course I don't - "

"Then why can't you trust her judgement?"

"Because I KNOW MALFOY, OK, Hermione? Have you forgotten how he used to call you Mudblood and treat us as if we were dirt, just because your parents were Muggles, and I was a Weasley, and Harry had beaten Voldemort?! How could you trust him?"

"He loves Ginny, Ron, he truly loves her, with all his heart. Why else would he want to marry her? He was thrown out of his house because of her, right after suffering the Cruciatus curse from his father, did you know that?"

Ron fell silent.

"Listen, Ron, you know I used to hate Malfoy too, but I believe Ginny knows what she's doing. And if she believes Malfoy has changed, I believe he has, too."

Ron's teeth were still clenched stubbornly; but at least he was quiet, and Hermione knew this was a good sign.

"I'll leave you to think about it," said Hermione, kissed Ron on his forehead and left the room.

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Narcissa Malfoy was sitting in her bedroom, staring at the wall.

How could this have happened? She asked herself. What did I do wrong? How come my own son wants to marry a Weasley?

"Narcissa?" Lucius's voice called from the other room. "I'm going out. I have some business, I'll be back by evening."

"Fine," she called back. She listened to his footsteps down the stairs, then heard the door slamming after him.

She was relieved he was out. Whenever he was near her, she was nervous, even scared. He was used to beat her any time he wasn't satisfied with her behavior. Sometimes he even cast the Cruciatus curse on her. She was terrified when he became angry. She knew he was dangerous.

Suddenly her heart stopped beating - a young woman Apparated right in front of her. Narcissa jumped back in fright and stared at the woman. She didn't recognize her.

The woman was tall and thin, with long, brown, curly hair and chocolate- brown eyes. She was beautiful, that was Narcissa's first impression. But what was she doing there?

"W-who are you?" she whispered.

The woman spoke softly, but her words took Narcissa's breath away. "I'm Hermione Granger."

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