The news of Voldemort's end brought the school to a standstill, and a party
was arranged for that night. Hermione and Draco were still being
sickeningly in love after their several-month-long separation, (most of it
self-inflicted) and were inseparable.
They turned up at the party, quietly slipping in the back. "Hermione! I've not seen you in ages!" Ginny shrieked. Hermione froze.
"Hi, Ginny. You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I heard you destroyed Voldemort! That is so cool!"
"Um, yeah. Thanks." Hermione glanced at Draco for some help, but he shrugged.
"Hey, aren't you a bit red?" Ginny asked, eyeing Hermione critically. Draco started laughing. Hermione gave him a dead arm.
"It's not funny! It's dye. My top died all over me. Now excuse me, I'll be back in a sec." And she was gone.
"So are you two back together?" Ginny asked.
"You know, I don't know. I think so. But I could be wrong." Draco answered.
"I think you are." Ginny said definitely. Hermione came back with a secretive smile on her face. "What have you been up to?" Ginny asked suspiciously.
"Nothing!" Hermione grinned. "My top got ruined!" she changed the top.
"At least your shirt didn't get died pink!" Draco cried, his voice rising in pitch at the end of the sentence.
"Careful, Draco. You're sounding camp again. Your voice is entering the girly octaves." Hermione teased.
"Pink." Draco said, making his voice deeper.
"Now you really sound camp." Ginny observed. The first drum beats of a song sounded in the hall, and Ginny started laughing. Hermione grinned.
"Pink...its my new obsession. Pink, its not even a question. Pink...on the lips of your lover, cuz pink is the love you discover." It was the song Pink, by Aerosmith, and Hermione and Ginny were trying really hard not to fall on the floor laughing. They were mostly succeeding so far – they weren't on the floor, yet.
"This so isn't funny." Draco said, folding his arms and glaring at the two girls.
"It is." Hermione grinned.
"This is all your fault, isn't it?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at her. She smiled innocently up at him.
"Would I?" she batted her eyelashes.
"Most definitely, yes." She grinned.
"Love you."
End.
There you go...the end! Its taken me SO long to do this, so thanks to everyone who stuck around for the whole thing...I know that period when I had writers block was really boring cuz I couldn't think of anything to write until I got my friend to 'talk' it for me and I taped it and transcribed it. (that was the confrontation chapter, in case you were wondering. Thanks haz.) I hope everyone liked it, and I'm now trying to finish all my other stories...god only knows how well that's going to go. Wish me luck. Istalindar.
They turned up at the party, quietly slipping in the back. "Hermione! I've not seen you in ages!" Ginny shrieked. Hermione froze.
"Hi, Ginny. You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I heard you destroyed Voldemort! That is so cool!"
"Um, yeah. Thanks." Hermione glanced at Draco for some help, but he shrugged.
"Hey, aren't you a bit red?" Ginny asked, eyeing Hermione critically. Draco started laughing. Hermione gave him a dead arm.
"It's not funny! It's dye. My top died all over me. Now excuse me, I'll be back in a sec." And she was gone.
"So are you two back together?" Ginny asked.
"You know, I don't know. I think so. But I could be wrong." Draco answered.
"I think you are." Ginny said definitely. Hermione came back with a secretive smile on her face. "What have you been up to?" Ginny asked suspiciously.
"Nothing!" Hermione grinned. "My top got ruined!" she changed the top.
"At least your shirt didn't get died pink!" Draco cried, his voice rising in pitch at the end of the sentence.
"Careful, Draco. You're sounding camp again. Your voice is entering the girly octaves." Hermione teased.
"Pink." Draco said, making his voice deeper.
"Now you really sound camp." Ginny observed. The first drum beats of a song sounded in the hall, and Ginny started laughing. Hermione grinned.
"Pink...its my new obsession. Pink, its not even a question. Pink...on the lips of your lover, cuz pink is the love you discover." It was the song Pink, by Aerosmith, and Hermione and Ginny were trying really hard not to fall on the floor laughing. They were mostly succeeding so far – they weren't on the floor, yet.
"This so isn't funny." Draco said, folding his arms and glaring at the two girls.
"It is." Hermione grinned.
"This is all your fault, isn't it?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at her. She smiled innocently up at him.
"Would I?" she batted her eyelashes.
"Most definitely, yes." She grinned.
"Love you."
End.
There you go...the end! Its taken me SO long to do this, so thanks to everyone who stuck around for the whole thing...I know that period when I had writers block was really boring cuz I couldn't think of anything to write until I got my friend to 'talk' it for me and I taped it and transcribed it. (that was the confrontation chapter, in case you were wondering. Thanks haz.) I hope everyone liked it, and I'm now trying to finish all my other stories...god only knows how well that's going to go. Wish me luck. Istalindar.