A/N HEHEHEHEHE! I AM SSSSSSSOOOOOOO SORRY I GOT MESSED UP WITH MY CHAPTERS!!! NEXT CHAPPY SOMEONE IS GETTING MARRIED! WE HAVE A NEW CHARACTER! THIS CHAPTER IS ISNT NEVILLE JUST THE SWEETEST??
"Come here, baby." She looked at him wearily. She sprang into his arms and kissed him deeply.
"I love you." He old her kissing her forehead.
"I love you. I will always love you." She replied looking into his eyes smiling deeply.
Draco returned her gaze with his eyes, now once again full of emotion. He kissed her as they fell on the bed.
"I want you to be my last." She spoke to him in a soft voice.
"I want you to be my last." He replied with a twinkle in his eyes. She laughed at him.
Hermione awoke with a start. She was in her room. She went out into the common room with only her tank top and shorts.
It was three in the morning yet the fire was still going. She quietly walked closer.
Draco was gazing into the fire deeply. His eyes mimicked the flames.
"Oh how I wished you felt the same way. How I wish you would love me." He said looking into the fire.
She wondered if he was talking about her. Could he be? After all she had done to him? Did he still love her?
"Hermione how I love you." She fell onto the floor without a sound.
She began to cry rapidly. Her silent tears turned into sobs. She heard Draco turn around. He looked at her painfully.
"I'm so sorry." She told him still crying, "I'm so, so sorry Draco. I love you. I love you more than anything, but this is my life now."
"Goodnight." He said going into his room. She sat there crying until the sun came up.
Hermione sat there not moving until Draco came out. He passed by her swiftly and went out of the common room. Then she finally got up.
She walked over to her desk. She pulled out a quill and parchment. She decided that it was time to stop tagging along George. She wrote him a note saying that she would owl him if she stopped loving someone else.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Harry asked her the next day at breakfast.
"We didn't see you anywhere yesterday." Ron added piling food on his plate.
She didn't reply. She only waved it off. She walked to her first class that day.
"Now I assume you have picked the place." They all nodded. "Think of you going through that place, in your form of course." Professor McGonagall said.
Hermione imagined herself standing over Voldemort's grave with Draco in her arms. She then imagined them turning into those animals and flying together in harmony.
Hermione suddenly felt woozy. She opened her eyes to see herself as a full Animagi. Everyone else had maybe a feather or part, she had transformed completely.
The professor clapped as Hermione opened her wings. She flew over them happily. She had done it. Everyone was looking at her in complete awe.
"Hermione, now try and transform back." The professor told her. She did so immediately.
"I'm impressed. It took me two weeks before I could fully transform. I think it would be alright to get you a license.
"Would you mind sharing what you saw?" Professor McGonagall asked her. She gulped.
"The first part was standing on Voldemort's grave. It is a more personal matter to me than it is to most people, because of circumstances with my family. Then the other part is very incredibly personal so would you mind Professor, if I didn't share?"
"Yes of course, Ms. Slytherin." Professor McGonagall nodded.
At dinner Hermione was awfully quiet. It worried most people. If they asked her she just didn't answer or she gave them a dirty look.
The week went by the same way. Hermione rarely talked to anyone but a Professor. On the way to her common room on Friday night someone stopped her.
"Hermione, I was wondering if you could help me with History of Magic Homework?" She turned around to see Neville. She nodded sadly to him.
"So Burgundy defeated Lesion in 1275. The essay is on how he defeated him. So first I suggest you look through the textbook." Hermione told him.
They were sitting in a corner in the common room. Everyone knew to leave Hermione alone when she was helping Neville. It took a lot of energy to do so.
"Right here," She said pointing to a section, "is the best place to look. Professor Binns said that it was alright to do a comparison. That is easier. I myself enjoy the challenge, but you can go ahead and do that. You can start a chart.
"I suggest doing someone who has saved people lots of times, single-handedly most of the time, someone who was very popular for something he did. That can be almost anybody." She finished looking through her own book.
"How about someone like Professor Dumbledore?" Neville asked her. Hermione nodded to him.
"That would be fine. I can go to the library with you tomorrow to pick out some books. Something off of the back of his chocolate frog card won't do. That is a very good idea. I'm impressed." She encouraged him.
"Thanks." Neville said his face flushing a deep red, "Hermione I might not be the brightest person, but I was wondering what was wrong? I promise that if you don't want anyone else to know I won't tell." He said heartily.
She managed a smile, "I'm okay. It's not a big thing really." She lied to him.
"Please don't lie to me." He said blankly to her. She nodded to him.
"Draco." She managed to say. Neville now looked angrily.
"If that git did anything to you, I swear I will kill him." Neville said proudly.
"Not that. Something I did to him. Neville I'm in love." She admitted to him.
"With George?" He asked her obliviously. She looked into his eyes and shook her head.
"I broke up with George. I'm in love with Draco. It gets worse. He's in love with me." She told him. Neville blinked several times.
"You're serious, then?" He asked her. She nodded to him. "Hermione, it's alright. It's not a bad thing." He said hugging her tightly.
"Thanks, Neville. It is though. I told him I wanted my life back the way it was. My family and his family supports Voldemort. He does too for that matter. I almost did. I can't have both." She said as she started sobbing into his shirt.
"It's alright. If he doesn't come around then that's his problem. Honestly, I'm only your friend and I'd do anything for you." He said picking her head up and smiling.
She hugged him tightly, "Thank you so much. I guess you're right."
Harry and Ron came to see what was wrong, but Neville shook his head and give them a signal to go away. They looked at Hermione and went to another table.
"Take a walk with me would you, Hermione?" He asked her.
She nodded to him. They left the common room. They came to the doors and halted.
"You have special rights that include you being able to go out of Hogwarts on weekends? Let's go." She nodded and they left.
Once at the gate, Neville hugged her and disapperated.
A/N I ALMOST HAVE NEXT CHAPTER DONE
"Come here, baby." She looked at him wearily. She sprang into his arms and kissed him deeply.
"I love you." He old her kissing her forehead.
"I love you. I will always love you." She replied looking into his eyes smiling deeply.
Draco returned her gaze with his eyes, now once again full of emotion. He kissed her as they fell on the bed.
"I want you to be my last." She spoke to him in a soft voice.
"I want you to be my last." He replied with a twinkle in his eyes. She laughed at him.
Hermione awoke with a start. She was in her room. She went out into the common room with only her tank top and shorts.
It was three in the morning yet the fire was still going. She quietly walked closer.
Draco was gazing into the fire deeply. His eyes mimicked the flames.
"Oh how I wished you felt the same way. How I wish you would love me." He said looking into the fire.
She wondered if he was talking about her. Could he be? After all she had done to him? Did he still love her?
"Hermione how I love you." She fell onto the floor without a sound.
She began to cry rapidly. Her silent tears turned into sobs. She heard Draco turn around. He looked at her painfully.
"I'm so sorry." She told him still crying, "I'm so, so sorry Draco. I love you. I love you more than anything, but this is my life now."
"Goodnight." He said going into his room. She sat there crying until the sun came up.
Hermione sat there not moving until Draco came out. He passed by her swiftly and went out of the common room. Then she finally got up.
She walked over to her desk. She pulled out a quill and parchment. She decided that it was time to stop tagging along George. She wrote him a note saying that she would owl him if she stopped loving someone else.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Harry asked her the next day at breakfast.
"We didn't see you anywhere yesterday." Ron added piling food on his plate.
She didn't reply. She only waved it off. She walked to her first class that day.
"Now I assume you have picked the place." They all nodded. "Think of you going through that place, in your form of course." Professor McGonagall said.
Hermione imagined herself standing over Voldemort's grave with Draco in her arms. She then imagined them turning into those animals and flying together in harmony.
Hermione suddenly felt woozy. She opened her eyes to see herself as a full Animagi. Everyone else had maybe a feather or part, she had transformed completely.
The professor clapped as Hermione opened her wings. She flew over them happily. She had done it. Everyone was looking at her in complete awe.
"Hermione, now try and transform back." The professor told her. She did so immediately.
"I'm impressed. It took me two weeks before I could fully transform. I think it would be alright to get you a license.
"Would you mind sharing what you saw?" Professor McGonagall asked her. She gulped.
"The first part was standing on Voldemort's grave. It is a more personal matter to me than it is to most people, because of circumstances with my family. Then the other part is very incredibly personal so would you mind Professor, if I didn't share?"
"Yes of course, Ms. Slytherin." Professor McGonagall nodded.
At dinner Hermione was awfully quiet. It worried most people. If they asked her she just didn't answer or she gave them a dirty look.
The week went by the same way. Hermione rarely talked to anyone but a Professor. On the way to her common room on Friday night someone stopped her.
"Hermione, I was wondering if you could help me with History of Magic Homework?" She turned around to see Neville. She nodded sadly to him.
"So Burgundy defeated Lesion in 1275. The essay is on how he defeated him. So first I suggest you look through the textbook." Hermione told him.
They were sitting in a corner in the common room. Everyone knew to leave Hermione alone when she was helping Neville. It took a lot of energy to do so.
"Right here," She said pointing to a section, "is the best place to look. Professor Binns said that it was alright to do a comparison. That is easier. I myself enjoy the challenge, but you can go ahead and do that. You can start a chart.
"I suggest doing someone who has saved people lots of times, single-handedly most of the time, someone who was very popular for something he did. That can be almost anybody." She finished looking through her own book.
"How about someone like Professor Dumbledore?" Neville asked her. Hermione nodded to him.
"That would be fine. I can go to the library with you tomorrow to pick out some books. Something off of the back of his chocolate frog card won't do. That is a very good idea. I'm impressed." She encouraged him.
"Thanks." Neville said his face flushing a deep red, "Hermione I might not be the brightest person, but I was wondering what was wrong? I promise that if you don't want anyone else to know I won't tell." He said heartily.
She managed a smile, "I'm okay. It's not a big thing really." She lied to him.
"Please don't lie to me." He said blankly to her. She nodded to him.
"Draco." She managed to say. Neville now looked angrily.
"If that git did anything to you, I swear I will kill him." Neville said proudly.
"Not that. Something I did to him. Neville I'm in love." She admitted to him.
"With George?" He asked her obliviously. She looked into his eyes and shook her head.
"I broke up with George. I'm in love with Draco. It gets worse. He's in love with me." She told him. Neville blinked several times.
"You're serious, then?" He asked her. She nodded to him. "Hermione, it's alright. It's not a bad thing." He said hugging her tightly.
"Thanks, Neville. It is though. I told him I wanted my life back the way it was. My family and his family supports Voldemort. He does too for that matter. I almost did. I can't have both." She said as she started sobbing into his shirt.
"It's alright. If he doesn't come around then that's his problem. Honestly, I'm only your friend and I'd do anything for you." He said picking her head up and smiling.
She hugged him tightly, "Thank you so much. I guess you're right."
Harry and Ron came to see what was wrong, but Neville shook his head and give them a signal to go away. They looked at Hermione and went to another table.
"Take a walk with me would you, Hermione?" He asked her.
She nodded to him. They left the common room. They came to the doors and halted.
"You have special rights that include you being able to go out of Hogwarts on weekends? Let's go." She nodded and they left.
Once at the gate, Neville hugged her and disapperated.
A/N I ALMOST HAVE NEXT CHAPTER DONE