(A/N: I don't know who all read my profile but I'm currently in a production and its tech week, (tomorrow's our first show!) and one of my best friends flew in to visit me so with all of that, I've had absolutely no time to write! I express my deepest apologies!!!!!!! Thank you all so so so so much for 134 reviews! It totally turned my stressful day into a wonderful one! Thanks to all of you, you all rock! Anyway, I've received many reviews concerning Harry's death, and I've had many people beg for me to bring him back, to that I must say: be patient. I have an idea in store but its probably not what you are thinking. So, try to be patient, I know its hard. =( Once again I want to remind everybody that it will get happier....hang in there, I take my time with writing. With all that said, here's the next chapter that I wrote in a hurry so hope it's all to your liking! Luv you all, Haystack!)

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~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE: TIME

"C'mon everybody, let's go back" Mr. Weasley interrupted. The foursome nodded and slowly began making their way back to the castle, Hermione, the slowest of them all. Ron who was trying to walk her pace, apparently got irritated, and sped up to join the others; but Hermione didn't care. Lost in thought she gasped when she felt a cold hand upon hers.

"Shh...its okay...its just me"

"D-Draco?"

"Yea" Draco wrapped his arms around Hermione, and she sighed contently. Several minutes passed and then Draco whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry I left."

The remark struck a thought and Hermione gently escaped his embrace and walked a few feet away, looking up at the sky.

"Hermione?"

It was silent for a few minutes, Hermione still searching the sky.

"Draco, I can't," She finally said.

"Can't what? Forgive me?" Draco asked with a slightly bitter tone

"No. Not that, I understand." Hermione said dreamily, as if she wasn't paying attention to what she was saying.

Draco frowned, "What then?"

Hermione looked at the ground and then back at Draco. "T-this...us"

"What?"

"Look Draco, with everything that's going on now, I just can't handle it. I need some time by myself, to think." Hermione said in a rush, trying to explain.

Draco, getting red in the face, grabbed her wrists. "No Hermione. I'm not letting you go now that I have you again. We've been through too much together just to fall apart now."

Hermione refused to meet his eyes, "Draco, look I just need time." Draco threw her arms down and started pacing. "It's for the best," she pleaded

"No! You know what? I threw my life away for you Hermione. I'm not going to just sit here and let you pretend nothing ever happened."

Silence.

Hermione stepped closer to him. "I never said that." She said gently. Draco looked at the ground. "You know that I would never ever take back what we had. I still love you."

Draco looked into her sad brown eyes, "Then why are you doing this?"

Hermione bit her lip, eyes watering up, "I told you, I just need time."

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Draco didn't understand. If she loved him why was she doing this? Why did she need time? He understood that she was in terrible pain from her loss of Harry, but Draco only wanted to help her. He wanted to shout at her, for stringing him along like this, but when he opened his mouth and caught glimpse of her bright sad eyes, glistening with tears that didn't fall, he couldn't.

"I'll wait"

"What?" Hermione asked surprised,

"I'll wait for you. I love you Hermione, and no matter how long it takes, I'll be here."

She squeezed his hand, "Thank you for understanding" And with a quick kiss, that was it, she left.

Draco sighed, unable to believe what he had just done. Malfoys never waited...for anything or anybody. He slammed his hand onto a nearby tree, and rested his forehead upon it, not caring because he knew nobody was watching.

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But he was wrong. Ginny Weasley stood in front of the open window watching the scene play out. Hermione resting contently in Draco's arms...the picture made Ginny's heart ache with pain. Leaving the window open she walked to the mirror. Harry was dead...he was never coming back...She had to be strong. At this thought Ginny raised her head higher and straightened her shoulders. Though her face was tear strained and her eyes red and puffy it gave her a more composed appearance. She sighed, and giving up, turned her attention back to the window. Ginny was confused, one moment Hermione had been lying in Draco's arms and the next...she was trying to reason with him while he paced. Finally, she kissed him and ran off, leaving Draco to pound a nearby tree. She'd have to talk to Hermione later about it.

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(Kind of cliché but hope you all liked it! Luv ya'll! Haystack)