Righteo! Hello all! 3rd chappy here today, and lets see... 2 reviews for the last chappy!

relena333: um... it made no sense at all XD hehe, sorry! but then... I think what you're saying is... having a hated and dead Draco makes a story good?

Invader Shelly: new review! yay!

THANKS GUYS/GIRLS/PPL !!!

Well anywayz, on wiz ze story!

Meeting

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She sighed. It was tiring all right... Confusing too...

Hermione trudged through the hallways, peeking under tapestries from time to time, or banging the wall with her fist, searching for some entrance to her common room.

She sighed yet again.

'Its a suprise really... Who would've thought Draco Malfoy, murdered? No less by Voldemort! He's a deatheater! He's father definately is one. But really... Who could've murdered him? Well, sure there are heaps of people out there who hate him, but who'll hate him enough to kill him? ...Ok, so maybe the murderer was someone who hated him. That is, hated him enough to use the Avada Kedavra. I'd think they'd value their lives more. I mean, I'd rather spend the rest of my life hating Malfoy in secret (or maybe not), than being cooped up in a little disgusting cell with dementors fighting the urge to shove their ugly mouths ontop of yours and suck the living daylights out of you! I mean, really!'

She gave a great sigh of exasperation.

'Ugh... But onto more urgent matters such as... I'll never find the common room... I'll never find my books... I'll never hold my quill... I'll never pet Crookshanks... I'll never pass the NEWTS!!! I'll never do anything if I don't find that bloody common room! Ergh...'

She hit her head gently on the wall and sighed.

'I'm even starting to act like Ron... His influence on me is too great...'

She stopped her futile search of the common room, and resulted in sliding down the wall only to land on the floor in a great heap of black robes.

'Life is just bliss... Not...'

Hermione fidgeted into a comfortable position, then leaned against the wall preparing to sleep on cold stone instead of a mattress. Preparing to have cramps.Preparing to have students stare at her in the morning.

She yawned. Her eyelids fluttering to a close.

'Having to much food is not good... Not good at all. Makes you too slee- ahh!'

The wall on which she was leaning on, flung open, revealing a tunnel slide.

"AHHH!! HELP!"

Hermione gave a frantic yelp before she fell through the hole and down the tunnel, turning this way and that. Going up, and going down. Going to the left, and going to the right.

"EEEEEE!!!"

Suddenly her body flew through what was supposedly a very large dog flap and through the cool summers night breeze, onto the astronomy tower.

"Ooof! ...Ow..."

She had landed on something soft (thankfully), but that didn't mean it didn't have some hard corners or edges. Hermione found that the soft cushion object indeed, had some hard corners or edges, one of which was jabbing into her stomach.

"Hey, get off! Get off! You're flattening me!"

"Huh... Huh! Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean too, I just flew out of a tunnel over there!"

Hermione glanced at the wall.

'Hey, the tunnels gone! Where did it go!'

Then she glanced at her cushioner who was currently trying to rub his back.

"You know, you're not very light... Exactly the opposite actually, and I certainly see no tunnel." He groaned.

"Hey! Are you implying that I'm heavy, big AND a liar?"

"As a matter of fact, yes, I am!" He smirked at her angry flushed face, and noticed she looked quite familiar.

Hermione stared at him, as he was doing the exact same thing.

'He... He is quite handsome actually... And he definately isn't a Hogwarts student...'

Hermione studied his features. They were very interesting indeed. He had VERY long hair, the tips almost touching the ground, tied with a black ribbon, and was the colour of gold crossed with silver. His eyes were sharp, cold, unfeeling... silver with a blue hue.

'In fact, if I didn't know Draco was dead, I would've thought this was him, right here, right now!'

She looked on amazed.

'He looks like an angel without wings... Wearing robes, pants, pieces of fabric that covers parts of his feet. All silver with blue trimmings. Matches... Maybe he really is an angel...'

"Finished taking in my good looks? I've got some training to do." He raised an eyebrow at her blushing face, then turned away with a bow and arrow in his hand.

"Where did that come from?" Hermione looked at him in awe as he took aim, then fired the arrow.

"Where did you come from?"

"Do you always answer a question with another question?"

"No, I just do it to annoy you."

"You-you-you prick!"

"Tut tut, language my dear!"

"I can use whatever language I like! By the way, whats your name?"

"Oh, so first you stare at me, all lovey dovey, and now you ask me for my name? Sure you don't fancy me?"

"Oh, just be quiet and answer my question will you?"

At this, he looked away at the night sky above, filled with the many shimmering stars and the crescent moon.

The playful feeling around them vanished, leaving something dark... sorrowful...

In a barely audible voice, he whispered-

"I don't know my name..."

"W-what?" She questioned in the same tone.

"I don't know my name, I don't know if I even had one."

"Then... Then where did you come from?"

"The sky... I came from the sky."

Hermione gasped at this, and blinding light filled her vision, blocking everything else from view.

"I came from the sky, the stars."

Hermione's vision cleared, and she gasped yet again.

Standing right where the nameless boy had stood only seconds before, was a magnificent white dragon, with a blue mane... Scaleless... Lovely... A pure white dragon... A beautiful white dragon...

-Flying stealthily over the moonlit sea

My precious white dragon-

"What... What are you?"

-Faster, faster, hurry

To my side-

"A dragon, and a boy... nameless."

-Blue mane burning with fire

Seeking that buried river

Aimlessly wandering-

"When you said... When you said you came from the stars... Meaning... Are you a star?"

-Beautiful white dragon

Beloved white dragon

Come to this welling stream

That was hidden within me-

"Many. I am many stars. I make up part of the night sky constellation, a dragon."

"A dragon..." She whispered.

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Ehehehehe! EHEHEHEHEHE!!! FINISHED!!! ANOTHER CHAPPY FINISHED!!! EHEHEHEHEHEHE!!! So, how was it?

Oh, and the words between the - and the -, meaning its a song.

The song called Shiroi Ryuu (japanese) came from Spirited Away, and is composed by Joe Hisaishi

It is the translation of the japanese song Shiroi Ryuu.

One of my favourite songs!

Okies, hope you had a happy read, and

see ya next time!

Review- Snakewise