Well here is chapter thirteen. I hope it answers some more things that weren't answered last time. I hope you all enjoy it a lot of work went into this one.
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Previously,
Hermione thought that it would be strange that Draco would have her meet him there, but she still wanted to go. She got up from her bed and put on some clothes, as she had just put on her pj's for bed. Dressed in a pair of Seven Jeans and an Abercrombie tee shirt, she walked barefoot through the cold corridors of Hogwarts until she reached the Library's wing. She walked through the flame lit corridor until she stopped short. She saw a shadow emerge from the hall in front of her, which took her breath away.
There he stood in the candle light, wearing a pair of baggy black pants and a dark green button up shirt. Half the buttons were buttoned but the rest were left open exposing the pale reflection of his skin.
His hair was unruly and wild, so different from his usual neat and well-groomed ponytail. The gel had been completely washed out of his hair. The way he'd have it after a shower at night and after he'd get into bed with her. The way she loved it.
The look in his beautiful gray-blue eyes was far off; they seemed to hold memories of an innocence long forgotten. The moonlight shone down on his platinum hair and she noted the muggle sunglasses perched on his head. The candles flicked in the wind and it left shadowed patterns against his face. His lips were gently parted and she watched as his tongue flickered over them in a wetting motion.
He was beautiful. There was no other way to describe him. Handsome didn't even come close. He was absolutely beautiful. The simplicity he portrayed was godly.
Though his beauty was captivating it was not what caught her attention. Lucius stood across the wall from his son. His eyes cold and stone like.
"Snap out of it boy." He ordered and Draco's eyes flickered back to his father. They no longer looked far off. They looked cold and emotionless. Hermione hid behind one of the pillars.
"I told you already I'm not leaving." He said coldly. Hermione stared silently as they spoke. Lucius sneered.
"I thought I taught you better than that. I turn my gaze away for one moment and you've gone of with a mudblood."
"She's not a mudblood." He protested. His eyes glimmered dangerously.
"She's nothing but a mudblood and look at you. If anyone saw you they'd think you were a muggle." He grabbed the glasses off his head.
"She's not a mudblood." He whispered again. His eyes still held that dangerous gleam.
"Then a whore." Lucius said. Hermione flinched and watched as Draco attacked his father. He was stronger than Lucius but Lucius was faster with his wand. He pushed Draco against the wall and towered over him.
"Fucking bastard." He cried out as he got up. Lucius smirked and walked back to where he was.
"I will not allow these radical thoughts in your head. I brought you up to serve our lord not to waste your energy on pleasing a muggle born excuse for a slut."
Draco tried to move towards his father again but Lucius held up his wand and held him back. Draco growled and spat at his father.
"You ever call her that again you'll wish you were never born." He screamed not caring who heard him.
Lucius stepped forward and slapped him across the face. Draco didn't' flinch but Hermione was regretting not having brought her wand.
"You will respect me boy. I don't care if you want this or not. You will become one of us and you will be leaving this school." Lucius said his eyes burning with anger. "The most prestigious school indeed. Letting mudbloods and whores into it."
"You don't deserve respect. You're not even brave enough to face me without your wand. I regret any day I wished I was like you." He spat.
"Have your things packed in a week. I will decide where you will go." Lucius said ignoring his son's protests. "Your poor mother, she was so disappointed to hear I had to relocate you."
Hermione didn't trust the sympathy in Lucius's voice. Anyone who heard him would honestly think he was concerned for his wife but the smirk he gave after was a dead give away that he didn't care.
Draco's breathing was ragged from anger and Lucius gave him one last smirk before turning and leaving towards the front hall. Hermione ducked lower as he passed by her and she made sure he was out of reach before running towards Draco.
He heard someone's footsteps and thinking it was Lucius again he got ready to attack him with invective but saw it wasn't Lucius. Hermione stood there for a moment before gathering her lover into her arms and hugging him tightly.
"It's ok Draco. " She whispered though her tears ran down her cheeks. He held her tightly. Glad she was now there, his only comfort and protection but he loathed that she heard everything that went on. "I won't let him take you away from us."
He breathed in her scent and held her tighter how could he tell her that she couldn't do anything? By this time next week he would be in a new school and without her.
"I won't let him take you away from me." She said more forcefully feeling his insecurity. "Look at me Draco, I'll kill him. I promise you Draco I'll kill him if he comes near us."
"Hermione." He sobbed. Something he hadn't done in so long. Cry. Lucius had made sure he would never cry but these tears weren't from sadness, they were of anger and frustration. He got on his knees and pressed against her stomach holding her as if she was the last thing in the world. Holding her to him as a child would to his mother.
She held him to her, her own tears rolling down her face. Oh god how could she protect him? How could she keep him from suffering a fate worse than death?
Slowly Hermione fell to the ground still holding onto Draco. He was shaking. She'd never seen him this panicked. Did he hate and fear Lucius that much. How much damage had the older Malfoy actually done to her love?
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Deo lounged around in his common room. Harry lay on the long sofa sleeping soundly. The effects of the potion administered had started taking effect and it had made him very tired. Deo hadn't allowed him to return to his own house for fear he'd fall in the hallways.
For the last week or so they'd been mixing an aequanimus potion. It was very potent and had worked very well with Harry. The only problem was the fact that he got very tired after drinking it. Since they didn't want to have him at the hospital wing all the time Medea, Snape (reluctantly) and Deo had agreed to administer the potion in their common rooms.
It had been very uncomfortable for Snape to have Harry sleeping on his couch but for the sake of Medea he agreed. The girl had been an excellent student and had been one of his favorites. She was an excellent Quidditch player and had played seeker for three years in her time. She was very friendly towards everyone even the Gryfinndor's which had surprised everyone but she was very strong. He would not cross her.
Deo was now on roster to give Harry his potion and watched the boy sleep. He sighed. The boy had gone through enough already and they had to do this to him. Soon the ministry would come and take Harry. During Christmas break.
Their first holidays had been early before Halloween and now they'd have Christmas and one more before summer. He just hoped everything worked out.
He wondered if it was possible. To take away the memories of spells you didn't even know you possessed or to take away the temperament that was never meant to belong to you.
Harry was only seventeen. Could he really be expected to hold all this weight on his shoulders? What about his friends? There was something about Hermione that caught everyone's attention. A muggle born with so much power, what family did she have in the past that could hold so much talent? Ron was bright and instinctive. He was a good guy who was determined when it came down to it.
Then there was Draco. Lucius wanted his son to follow in his footsteps. To be a death eater just like he was, to follow the family line.
Deo sighed. How many times had his grandfather tried to get custody of Draco? To take him away from all that, to take his daughter back. His father's little sister suffered daily but she would not leave him. She loved him; there was no other explanation. She had the means to leave but she wouldn't. God there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
The rivalry everyone shared was becoming more dangerous. The game wasn't like it was back in his day. The fights hadn't been as brutal and the hate hadn't existed. Sure you envied each other for what you had and you could dislike someone for the house they were in but there wasn't a code that said you couldn't be friends with a Gryfinndor or a Ravenclaw couldn't be seen with a Slytherin. Well not an official rule anyway.
Jimmy had been his best friend. He'd been in Ravenclaw, Jimmy had married Marian who everyone called clover because of the clover shaped birthmark she had on her right forearm.
Medea and her had been best friends along with Stephanie. With a Gryfinndor and three Ravenclaw's the group had been inseparable. Three Slytherin's, three Ravenclaw and a Gryfinndor had been more than this school was willing to handle. They'd gotten into so much trouble.
When the boys were with them it was worse. The group of boys was three Gryfinndor's, two Slytherin's, two Ravenclaw's and a Huffelpuff.
He remembered his crush Amethyst. They'd all just called her Amy. She'd been beautiful in his eyes.
She'd been about 5'7 at the time, with that beautiful dirty blond hair and those highlights. He'd always wondered if they were natural. Her eyes were steel blue with an outgoing look in them.
A Gryfinndor chaser with an attitude, she was friendly to everyone no matter what house they were in. He'd been a chaser himself and every time they'd played she'd talk the whole way through. Throw off his concentration sometimes.
She was violent though. No one ever spoke of her friends badly for fear that they'd end up with a broken nose or a black eye.
The Slytherin's had been more jumpy though. Stephanie had been a loose cannon. She had been on edge and wild. She had big brown eyes and brown hair. She was the one to come up with all the crazy situations they got into.
Like the time they'd had school camps and Professor Snape had been in charge. It had been hilarious when he'd been forced to go canoeing and he'd fallen in.
When he'd gone to get changed Stephanie and Cindy one of the Ravenclaw's had levitated his underwear and his wand up into a tree and told everyone to stay quiet.
After that Snape had ordered all camps to be cancelled. It had been a shame. They'd learnt so much on those things.
To this day he didn't know who did it. He only hoped. He grinned. Those were memories he'd cherish forever. Why couldn't it be that way now days. This was terrible. The rivalry was too much for him to handle. He looked over at Harry and as if a light bulb went into his mind he grinned.
Oh he would need to talk to Dumbledore about this one.
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Draco lay in bed holding onto his son. He was sound asleep. It was about three am on a Monday morning. Sebastian had awoken about an hour before hand and since Hermione was fast asleep he'd had to give the baby a bottle. They looked at least eight months old. They still couldn't walk but it had been too soon.
Would he ever get to experience this? By the end of the week he'd be gone and he'd even miss out on the Halloween ball. He didn't want to move to another school. He was head boy here. He was happy for the first time in his miserable adolescence he'd been happy.
Hermione snuggled into the bed a little more but kept sleeping. He looked as she slept. She was his angel, his reason for being, if he couldn't be with her then what?
He had spent all of Saturday night and all of Sunday morning lying around with Hermione. They hadn't spoken much just taken comfort in each other. That afternoon with a clearer head he'd gone back to the classroom to finish off his project, he'd had to start it all over again but was almost finished.
Now it was Monday and he couldn't bare the thought of going into class. The classes he'd only have a week to enjoy. He never thought he'd miss them, he didn't think he'd miss potions with Snape or charms.
He got up very slowly. He walked towards the bathroom but stopped and looked at his desk. How long had it been since he'd written to his grandfather?
Six months? A year, he sighed and opened the top drawer to his desk. A small but elegant knife sat there. With his name engraved at the hilt.
He sat on his chair slowly watching as the flickering flames reflected on the blade. He reached into the draw and pulled it out. With sure hands he felt the cool flat part of the blade, nice and cold from being in the draw. Draco had definitely used a knife before; it was just that no one knew about it. He felt a surge rush through his body and knew that the spell had worn off.
The spell that hardly anyone knew about was his solace. The Narbe spell is what saved him from the scorn of the world. German for scar, it made the numerous scars on his body disappear. He was a cutter. It was the way that Draco released his pain, frustration and anger. From years of being abused, both physically and emotionally, Draco had learned to get a tough skin by being belittled all of the time by his father. The only thing in the past that saved him from suicide was his mother and grandfather. He had no one in the past except maybe Crabbe and Goyle, but they didn't matter. The only person that he ever loved was his mother, and now Hermione. Thoughts of Hermione were quickly replaced by frustrating and angry thoughts of his father taking him away from Hogwarts. The pain was so deep, so strong, and so much a part of him because this had gone on so long. Cutting was the only release, the only way to temporarily get rid of the pain.
He grabbed the knife and placed it into his left hand. He found a spot on his forearm that didn't have any scars on it. He watched as his hand guided the edge of the blade into his pale, soft skin. At first it was a small cut, but then as the anger grew more intense, he kept digging the knife into his arm. He couldn't stop, and his emotions took over. He wasn't thinking, just stabbing himself over and over and over again until the emotional pain seemed to subside. He saw the blood running down his arm like water flows in a stream in springtime. He grabbed the first thing he saw, a white shirt that he forgot to get washed, and wrapped it around his arm.
Draco knew now that he had gone too far, that he had cut too much. The blood from his arm started to seep through the shirt until it was bright red. He faintly heard someone calling his name, but soon all clouded over and he passed out.
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Hermione had woken up in the middle of the night feeling the cold chill of the wind dance upon her skin. She looked up from the bed and saw moonshine creeping into the room because the window was open. She wrapped the sheet around her and walked towards the window to shut it. After shutting the window, she glanced back and the bed and noticed that Draco wasn't there.
Her first instinct was to check that the children were all right, so she walked over to the cribs and saw that they were sleeping soundly. She called his name, but received no reply. Draco must've put Sebastian in there, because when she fell asleep he was holding him. Again, she yelled his name, but came no reply.
She looked towards the fireplace and saw that the fire was almost out, so she went over to the fireplace to bewitch it so that it would become ablaze once again. On her way to the fireplace she tripped over something soft. She looked down and saw that it was Draco, lying on the floor, lifeless. Something blood red was wrapped around his arm, and he was pale- pale as death. She knelt down while grabbing his left arm to check his pulse. It was there, but it was faint. She reached for his arm and removed the cloth that was soaked in blood. With shaking hands, she carefully peeled away at the
Shirt that was wrapped around his arm, When she got to his arm, it was covered in cuts that were bleeding a lot.
For the first time in Hermione's life, she didn't know what to do. The first thing that came to mind was to get him help. So she ripped the sheet off of her and re-wrapped his arm in new cloth. She screamed for help, but no one answered since it was near midnight. Again, she was at a loss of what to do. She was shaking and nervous as hell. He was losing it fast, losing blood quickly, and losing life. Hermione was afraid that he had hit a vein. Thinking fast, she wrapped his good arm around her neck, and with all the strength left in her, picked him up and began to carry her love to the Hospital Wing.
As soon as she got to the vast Medical Wing, she got very tired. Just then, she thought of the Levitating Spell. However, she had forgotten her wand.
'Always the way for me' She thought. However, she remembered that he needed attention fast, and regained her strength. As soon as she reached the hospital area, she found a bed and placed him gently on it. She ran down the corridor and started screaming for help. Madame Pomfrey ran out of a door, and Hermione sighed with relief.
"Miss Granger, what is the matter??" Madame Pomfrey said.
"Its Draco, come quickly, his arm is badly cut and he's unconscious," Hermione said.
"Where is he?" Madame Pomfrey quickly replied.
"He's over here, on the bed, followed me." Hermione said running.
Madame Pomfrey followed as quickly as she could behind Hermione. They reached the room where she had placed Draco before. He was still lying on the bed, still appearing as though he was sleeping. Madame Pomfrey unwrapped the sheet off of his arm.
"My, what happened to him??" The nurse asked.
"I don't know, I just found him there lying on the floor," Hermione said.
"I can fix this, don't you worry, Miss Granger," Madame Pomfrey said. She grabbed her wand out of her pocket and said a short simple spell. The cuts vanished and the color came back into Draco's face.
"Where am I?" Draco said groggily.
"You're fine, Draco. Now what happened to you?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"Um. Err, Nothing. The knife I was carving wood with slipped in my hand and cut my arm, that's all." He said.
"Ok." Madame said with a quizzical look.
"Now get plenty of rest, go back to your dorm and sleep. Good Night to you both," She said while leaving.
"Draco, what the hell did you do to yourself? I wake up in the middle of the night, not knowing what happened, where you were. Then I find you covered in blood, on the floor. Don't lie. What really happened?" Hermione asked worried.
"I don't know. I just like to cut myself. Releases the pain¦" Draco said.
"Why????" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. I promise you, Ill never do it again," Draco, said.
"Ok. Promise me you wont. I'm so tired." Hermione said.
"Alright, lets go to bed now," He replied. They walked back to their dorm; hand in hand, and then fell asleep next to each other.
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The week passed more quickly than Draco had wished. He had not told anyone about his leaving but was already packed. He had one last chance. Dumbledore.
"Ah mister Malfoy what can I do for you?" Dumbledore asked from his chair. Draco looked nervously at the headmaster. Why had he listened to Hermione about this?
"You see sir. My father wishes me to leave here." He said calmly, his face an emotionless mask.
"Ah yes, I have spoken to Lucius this week. He has informed me of this." He said sympathetically.
"I don't wish to leave." Draco said slowly looking and Fawks. The phoenix looked at him intently.
"Ah I see. Well Mr. Malfoy I do believe miss Averieale has in fact taken care of this problem of yours"
"Sir?" Draco asked confused and surprised. No one had told Medea of the situation and he was sure Lucius hadn't told her. He wouldn't want her or Deo on his back.
"As I am aware your cousin had a visit to the Malfoy manner." He looked amused. "I later saw your father who didn't seem too pleased but he decided to keep you here. For family reasons."
Draco raised an eyebrow in shock but Dumbledore just smiled.
"You have nothing to worry about Draco. Your father will not take you out of the school. You have strong family, though I do believe it wouldn't be a good idea to attract bad attention to yourself." He said looking at Draco's right arm.
"No sir, I mean thank you sir." He said slowly. His eyes wide, Dumbledore smiled and let him go.
He walked down to the gargoyle statue where Medea and Hermione stood. Hermione stood with a smile on her face. In the pram sat both their children.
Medea stood with her arms across her chest. A black eye and a swollen lip, though she had a smile on her face.
"I'm not going to be speaking to your father for a while." She said with a grin.
He looked at Ashleigh she was smiling up at him waving her little arms in the air.
"DADDY." She cried. Draco looked at everyone shocked. Hermione giggled. "Daddy."
She repeated with a pout. Sebastian had a scowl on his face. Why could his sister talk and he couldn't?
"That's all she's been saying. I couldn't believe it when she started. I was in the library. She just started calling for you." Hermione explained as he came over to them. He looked down at his daughter and grinned.
"Daddy." She whispered and lifted her arms up again. Draco lifted her up in the air and spun her around she giggled and grabbed onto him holding him tightly.
"Thanks." He said to Medea but hen scowled. "How'd you get those bruises?"
Medea flushed a bright red but grinned. "I uh got into a bit of a heated discussion with your father, I told him if you left the school I'd go to our grandfather."
"What happened?"
"He yelled, I yelled, I threatened him, he lunged at me. I punched him he punched me. I doubt he'll be walking for a few weeks."
Draco's eyes went wide. That was the last time he ever fought with her. If she could cripple his father she would not hesitate with him.
"Well come on you two have to start preparing for the Halloween ball and you have to unpack Mr. Malfoy." She said leading them down the hall.
Hermione grinned and hugged him tightly. Ashleigh fussed and scowled. She didn't' want to be squashed.
"I love you." Hermione said to Draco. He mouthed out I love you too and they followed Medea towards the great hall.
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Hermione had kept her costume for the Halloween Ball a secret, for the ball was completely anonymous; students were to wear a mask covering their face. She went to Medea several times for ideas, and she was very helpful. Hermione was to be a fairy-nymph, something magical and very girly. Draco had ordered his costume from a shop in Diagon Alley; he was going to be a devil. Hermione told Draco everything, but this she kept a secret. She wanted them to try and find out each other's identity like everyone else, and this made it fun. The only clue that she left for Draco was that he should "look for stars". Whatever that meant, he thought.
On one of their days off, Hermione went to the costume shop and picked up the dress that she had ordered weeks earlier. It was gorgeous, and she couldn't wait until the ball. On her way down Hogsmeade, she spotted a shop filled with muggle cosmetics and such. She went in, and took a look around. Endless aisles of beauty products, both bewitched and muggle and she didn't know where to start.
She went down an eye shadow aisle, and started looking through various products. She finally found one that satisfied her, a shimery purple, with white sparkles. There wasn't too much sparkles, just enough shimmer that would add to her costume. After spending over two hours in the store, she left with the eye shadow, a shimery blush, a light pink lip-gloss, a magical eyelash lengthener, and eyeliner.
Hermione also picked out various items for her hair, like a muggle curling iron that made spiral curls, a muggle hair spray with sparkles in it, and some shampoo and conditioner that was bewitched so it made all of your split ends disappear. She was getting more excited for this ball. (A/n- had to add this in for all of the girl readers Lol)
After a few days of testing, the day of the ball had finally arrived. The students were given time off to prepare for it, and Hermione was thankful. She invited Ginny to her dorm to get ready with her. Ginny was to be a bunny, and she looked very cute and playful at the same time. She wore pink stockings, pink hot pants, and a pink tank top with a tail and bunny ears. She wore her hair in pigtails to add to the cute effect. Hermione had decided that it was time to get ready now. She took a long hot shower and used the new shampoo and conditioner that she had bought. She noticed the lovely strawberry scent that the products had and she enjoyed it.
She got out of the shower and dressed in a robe. She dried her hair and curled it into spiral curls. She sprayed in the sparkly hairspray and then pulled a slip of paper out of her robe pocket. She had to remember this.
After that, she started on her makeup. After she was done, she had the purple shimmer eye shadow on, the lip-gloss and blush, and her eyelashes looked amazing. She truly looked like a shimmering goddess.
She slipped on the dress and put on the rhinestone-covered stilettos. The dress was absolutely gorgeous. It was a light purple color, in sheer material. It had spaghetti straps, and it came down at an angle, with light ruffles as it came down. The dress had pink accents on it, and was accented with the occasional rhinestone. She was dressed. She grabbed the piece of paper and then grabbed her wand. The paper read,
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For the ultimate look for a party or special occasion, add bewitched stars to your hair. They appear real, and last for about 8 hours. Use this spell after you are completely dressed. The stars will remain stationary in your hair and look beautiful. Flick you wand and repeat the words
Cheveux Actolacs
And your hair will turn into a night of stars!!! Everyone will be jealous!
- Teen Witch
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Hermione had found this snippet in a Teen Witch magazine weeks ago, and thought that it would look perfect with her costume. She repeated the words, flicked her wand, and closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes, there was several beautiful, life like stars in her hair. She walked out of the bathroom.
"Hermione!!! You look beautiful!" Ginny remarked.
"Thank you, Ginny. You do too," Hermione replied.
"Shall we go??" Hermione said with a devilish look on her face.
"Yes, I think we shall," Ginny said giggling. The two girls placed their matching masks on their faces and walked out of the dorm.
Hermione and Ginny arrived outside of the Great Hall to see a huge crowd of faceless students outside a door. Professor McGonagoll was standing on a podium.
"Students! Students! Your attention please," McGonagoll said. The students quieted down. "As you already know, this ball was meant to be completely anonymous. You will receive a number, and this number will match a partner. You must stay and dance with this partner until 10:00, when you will be able to take off your masks. There has been a spell placed on all of you so that your masks will not be able to be removed until that time." McGonagoll said.
The anticipation within the crowd was growing. The doors to the great hall had been slightly opened.
Draco walked past, with his devil costume on. He looked so evil, yet there was a softness in his eyes. He had on black pants, a black dress shirt, devil horns and a green (for Slytherin) cape. He picked out a number from the boys' box and looked at it. It said number 58, and it came with a purple rose to have so that the girl could find him. He wondered who the girl would be on the other side waiting for him.
Hermione picked a number out of the girls' box. It said to look for number 58, that her date would be holding a purple rose. Professor McGonagoll told all of the boys to line up and that the girls would find them according to the color rose that they were holding. Each rose was bewitched to be a different color, and they were all so beautiful.
Hermione looked at the row of guys and saw a purple rose. Instantly, she knew it was Draco, from the hair. Who else in the school had platinum blonde hair? It had to be him.
She walked up to him and smiled. The mask on her face concealed her, but Draco figured out the clue to "look for stars." It was Hermione; so ironic, but he was so happy for it.
"Hermione, you look stunning," Draco said.
"You weren't supposed to figure it out, Draco," She replied.
"Sorry. But you really do look beautiful." He said.
"Thank you. You know, you don't look so bad yourself," Hermione said, reaching to link her arm with Draco's.
"Look, they are opening up the door to the Great Hall," Draco said. The door opened, and all of the students gasped in amazement. The Great Hall was decorated so that the ceiling looked like night, but the stars were hanging down low so that you cold almost touch them. The walls changed colors softly, but with a black background, about every minute they changed to soft colors of the different houses of Hogwarts.
Tables were decorated with levitating jack-o-lanterns. The floor looked as if they were stepping on candy corn, and then it faded back to black. The students crowded onto the dance floor, and Hermione tugged on Draco's arm, wanting him to dance with her.
"Please, Mione. Do we have to?" Draco asked.
"Yes, come on," She said while pulling him onto the door. A muggle song started to play, one by Mariah Carey, her latest song "Boy". Hermione put one arm onto Draco's shoulder and started to dance. Hermione softly whispered the words into his ear.
I can't help it
When I'm not around you boy
Cause all I seem to do
Is drift away, in dreams about you
Cause when I'm without you
It always seems like part of me is missing baby.........
They kept moving and swaying to the beat, her arm always on his shoulder and his hand softly touching her waist. They kept dancing, as new songs came and went. They took a break and sat down at one of the tables, and Draco grabbed a butter beer for her and himself. She sipped on the drink, and so did he. Someone announced that it was almost 10:00, nut that really didn't matter to them. They got up, so that it didn't look strange, and Hermione went with Draco and stood by Ginny and her partner. When the clock struck ten, all of the students ripped off their masks.
Surprisingly, Ginny was partners with Blaise Zambini, Harry was partners with a 6th year named Caitlin, and Ron was partners with a Ravenclaw girl in their seventh year. All seemed to be pleased with their partners, except for Pansy, who was stuck with Neville.
When Draco saw Hermione's face, he was completely awe struck with her beauty; he was so surprised at the change that she had made this year. The last and final song of the night started to play, and Hermione wrapped her arms around Draco's neck, and began to sway to the music. Another muggle song, by Mandy Moore, "I Wanna Be With You"
I try but I can't seem to get myself
To think of anything but you
Your breath on my face
Your warm gentle kiss, I taste the truth
I taste the truth
We know what I came here for
So I won't ask for more
I wanna be with you
If only for a night
To be the one who's in your arms
Who holds you tight
I wanna be with you
There's nothing more to say
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way
I wanna be with you
So I'll hold you tonight
Like I would if you were mine
To hold forever more
And I'll saver each touch that I wanted
So much to feel before (To feel before)
How beautiful it is
Just to be like this
Repeat Chorus
Oh baby
I can't fight this feeling anymore
It drives me crazy when I try to
So call my name
Take my hand
Make my wish
Baby, your command?
Yeah
I wanna be with you
There's nothing more to say
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way
(I wanna be) I wanna be with you (I wanna be with you)
I wanna be with you
Wanna be with you (Yeah)
(I wanna be with you) I wanna be
I wanna be with you(I wanna be)
(I wanna be)
(I wanna be with you) Yeah
(I wanna be with you)
I wanna be, I wanna be baby
I wanna be
(I wanna be with you)
I wanna be with you, yeah
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
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Medea stood to the side wearing a beautiful Egyptian dress looking on as the students danced. Her lip was healed and she smiled brightly. She giggled as she saw Professor Snape dressed in a Roman outfit that all the professors had forced him to wear. She looked over at her Brother who was speaking to one of the other professors.
He'd talked to them about his idea and in all honest it was a good one. It would be good t ease the rivalry between all of them. Maybe even end if for good.
The only problem was could they get these kids parents to co-operate for one whole weekend?
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Phew. Ok it's done. It's a long chapter and I hope you all like it. My co writer took some time in writing the Halloween bit. It's good isn't' it though. She did a pretty good job with it. It's not easy to write let me tell you. Hehe.
Anyway please review I love hearing what you guys think and a bit of a sneak peak into the next chapter.
The parent weekend is coming up and everyone is going to have to deal with their families. Including Harry's. Harry gets ready for his treatment and a few new surprises are going on. What's going to happen when someone unexpected decided to pop by?
Well I am going to go. Sigh this whole war thing is so damn horrid. It's pointless. War isn't the way, all it does is taints people's blood with the blood of another and it's just as bad as having rivalry between two houses. It's a waste of precious energy and time.
Well love you all.
Kang/Sanura.
Co writer: Tinkerbelle.