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LaTiNo HeAt
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Hermione woke up early the following morning, with the memory of last night swirling in her mind. It was 5 am but she couldn't get back to sleep. All she dreamed about was Draco and dancing with him. Draco Malfoy, the boy who tormented her all throughout her years at Hogwarts, the boy who called her a mudblood, and would spit the word out as if he truly meant it. But he had changed. Hermione understood him now, grew closer to him and couldn't stop dreaming of him.
'Snap out of it Hermione' she told herself.
She suddenly remembered, her first lecture (Hermione is studying public relations and hopefully end up working for the Ministry of Magic), A History of the Ministry began at 10 am. She had five hours to waste. Hermione decided to go down to Enchanted the local café and then explore the humongous library.
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Draco was sitting in Enchanted eating his breakfast, when Hermione sat down next to him.
'Jeez Hermione, you scared the life out of me.'
'Sorry Draco'
'What lecture do you have today?' asked Hermione.
Draco looked at Hermione's eyes. They were full of interest. Something he had never seen before.
'History of Dark Wizards, with Professor Bobuck, what bout you?' Draco answered with his mouth full of toast.
'History of the Ministry, I don't know what Professor though'
Hermione looked at Draco attentively, soaking in every detail about him. The way his hair fell into his icy blue eyes and how he sat, slightly slouched.
'Draco, I gotta tell you something, I can't stop thinking about you, I'll understand if you don't feel the same way.'
'Hermione, I feel exactly the same. I couldn't bring myself to tell you.' Draco paused, and took a deep breath.
'Here goes nothing' he thought to himself
'Will you be my girlfriend?'
'I'd love to Draco.'
And with that, they both walked out of the Café hand in hand.
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At that very moment, Harry awoke from his sleep. A nasty cold shiver ran up his spine. He had a dream, no a nightmare, Hermione and Draco were going out.