A/N: Thank you to the reviewers! Even if only three of you did review! I am dedicating this story to the three of you who have inspired me to continue!!

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The wake was filled with different people. Friends and family mostly but some people didn't look at all familiar. Draco had recognized some people who his father used to pay but didn't bother to acknowledge them.

"You feeling okay?" Draco handed Ginny a glass.

"Much better." She smiled. She was constantly nodding her head and greeting people, accepting condolences from visitors. There were also some tabloids that came in to ask about Percy's strange death.

"Let's go inside the room." Ron nodded towards the small room where they had spent most of their time especially when the big room got too crowded. They sat there for a few moments just watching a little TV when the door squeaked. The three turned to see Harry entering.

"Come on." He said quietly.

A girl walked in after him.

'Who is this, a cousin?' Draco wondered to himself. He couldn't see behind the shades, the cap and the jacket. The girl removed her cap, allowing her shoulder-length brown hair to fall gracefully.

"Hi," She whispered and removed her shades. "I thought you guys could use a little cheering up." She whispered and put her head down. "Ron? Gin?" She looked at the girl seated beside Draco.

"I was hoping you'd come." She stood up and ran into the girl's open arms.

Draco still couldn't quite make out who it was since he couldn't see her face.

The two just hugged as Ginny cried. "Shh," The girl whispered a little too loudly.

"How you doing Ron?" She smiled when Ginny finally let go.

Draco looked at the girl before him. It was definitely not who he was expecting.

They hugged for a brief moment until Ginny had insisted Hermione'd sit down. Draco couldn't stop studying her. She looked so different since the last time he'd seen her, three years almost and she looked completely different. She was actually pretty.

"I obviously missed a lot." She looked at me.

"Yeah," Ron replied. "I'm sure you know about the whole Voldemort thing?"

"Of course, I do but why is he here?" She looked at them confused.

"Do you know who he is?"

"I have an asshole radar, I can sense walking egos a mile away." Hermione crossed her arms.

"Well, aren't we cheeky Miss Hollywood." Draco replied.

"You haven't changed." She rolled her eyes. She definitely knew how to fight back now.

"You see Hermione," Ginny explained everything.

"Wow." Hermione whispered. "But I'm still not convinced. How do you guys know he's not planning something on you."

"Because he's been friends with us for almost two years now."

"Where's Ana?" Ginny looked for their other friend.

"She's trying to talk her mother into letting her stay here for the Christmas season." Harry replied.

"She's very pretty." Hermione said curtly.

"You still find people pretty?" Ginny laughed.

"I'm only human."

"I was just teasing." She laughed.

Ana walked inside and smiled. "Can I just say I'm such a fan." She waved her hands.

"Hi, again." Hermione smiled. "Thanks, I'm glad to hear."

"Ans, she thinks you're pretty." Harry winked.

"Now, you're embarrassing me!" Hermione twitched.

They continued to talk about the things happening. Hermione told them about her adventures in Hollywood and they told her about their life threatening stories.

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The wake had progressed and the group had now scattered around the wake.

"It's good to see you here." Harry told her again.

"That's the enth time you've said that." Hermione smiled. "I think I'm going to go check out the garden at the back."

"Want me to go with you?" Harry looked at her.

"Nah," She sighed. "I'd like to be alone for awhile. I can never have me time anymore."

"Okay," Harry nodded.

"If I'm not back in an hour call the guards." She giggled as she put her arms around Harry. "It's so good to see you again."

"You too, Mai." He whispered into her hair. "I'm glad you came."

"I know." She sighed heavily and headed to the door.

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Hermione studied the garden. It was a beautiful garden that just seemed to share a special history. It was a behind the funeral parlor but it wasn't part of it.

Hermione took a deep breath and walked towards the fountain.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" A voice whispered.

"Huh?" Hermione's heart raced as she looked for who was talking to her.

"It's like a painting." A shadow walked out from under the tree. "There's just something about the atmosphere here."

"I guess." Hermione looked down. "Are," She began to say.

"Shh," The voice whispered. "Let's just pretend we don't know each other and just share, thoughts."

"Whatever." Hermione rolled her eyes, completely ruining the mood. "Malfoy, how do I know you aren't planning a plot against my friends."

"For a Hollywood bimbo you've still got a brain."

"That's nothing I haven't heard before." Hermione crossed her arms. "Hit me with your best shot and face it calling me mudblood wouldn't hurt a molecule on this body."

"Quite the confidence you've built over the past few years." Draco sat down beside her.

"Try being called a sleezebag, or getting bad reviews." Hermione shook her head. "But you wouldn't understand. You're some perfect little warlock with his perfect little family."

"You're talking. Look at you, all that glitter and gold. You could have any boy in this world." Draco shook his head.

"Except the one sitting in front of me." Hermione replied softly.

"I beg your pardon."

"You heard me Draco," Hermione replied. "You would never go out with someone like me. You can't even say my name."

"Hermione," Draco looked at her. "Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, Hermione."

"Oh joy!" She rolled her eyes. "You haven't grown up at all."

"I've grown up far more than you think." Draco smirked. "You like me didn't you?"

"Liked." Hermione stood up. "That was the past. I was stupid to think that maybe one say you'd see past my blood but I learned that the only one who was being stupid was you. I thought you were cute big deal."

"Me, cute?"

"Yeah," Hermione smiled. "But you are the biggest ass I have ever met." Hermione's facial expression confused Draco.

"You Hollywood actresses sure do know how to confuse men." Draco laughed.

"Think it's funny?" Hermione crossed her arms.

"I think," Draco began to reply when a loud clash of thunder boomed through the sky and soon enough heavy rain began to pour.

"You've got to be kidding," Hermione dropped her hands on her sides.

"Come on." Draco grabbed her hand and they ran across the garden into a little shack. "Are you okay?" He looked at her with concern.

"Where are we?" Hermione coughed as she inhaled the dust.

"I don't know. I just saw the door." Draco shrugged and walked further in.

Hermione instinctively took his hand. Thunder clapped loudly causing Hermione to squeal. Draco put his arms around her protectively.

"This is scary." Hermione shook.

"You'll be fine."

"Look," Hermione pointed to a small crack in the wall with soft light going through it. "It's amazing." She whispered as she studied the lining of the wall.

"I suppose." Draco whispered. They still hadn't let go of each others hands. "What man would live here? There's nothing special about this pl," Draco began. Draco's eyes were wide open. Hermione had just kissed him. "Nice place, very comfy."

The thunder and lighting clashed again and Draco felt Hermione's hands go cold. "You're freezing."

"I'm fine." Hermione swallowed. "How is it that just a few moments ago I hated your," She began.

"Who cares?" Draco cut.

"I," Hermione sighed. "I don't."

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A/N: I am not expecting as many reviews as All Coming Back but I am hoping that even just a few of you will review my story. And I would really appreciate it if y'all would tell other people to read and review since I will be dedicating myself to this fic.

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