Authors Note: Yesh, yesh I know I promised there would be bloodshed in this chapter but I goofed cause I missed out on an important part, which was this part! Lolz---ok ok okay I know it's not funny…Whatever just read.
It was around 11:30 that evening when Draco awoke from the tossing and turning in his bed. He couldn't get over the peculiar telephone call he had received earlier that evening from Harry. Was he dead serious? Draco thought to himself as he slowly got out of bed scratching his arm. Looking around he picked up his wand that lay upon the nightstand, which he pulled out from his Hogwarts trunk earlier that evening. He looked at it in the utmost amount of passion-for this little object may bet the lifeline of his duel with Harry…if it were true.
Hermione
Hermione was still sobbing in bed with the covers pulled over her head until she decided to venture to the kitchen and pour herself some warm tea.
" Maybe this would soothe my chaffed throat," she mumbled to herself chuckling " He's just a boy…he's just a--" she paused to wipe away a tear that ran down her cheek.
" Get a hold of yourself Hermione," she whispered as she poured the warm water from the kettle into her teacup. She then went to the cabinet to pull out a fancy jar of teabags as she selected a small one with tealeaves in it, and delicately placed it into her cup of tea. Dunking the tea bag several times, the water turned a light brown color like the leaves in autumn-or the way her hair got after basking in the sun. Her eyelids closed slowly until she shook herself from falling asleep. Walking back to her bedroom she suddenly heard the phone ring. It was Ron; for some very strange reason.
" G'evening Hermione," Ron whispered into the receiver.
" Hello…Ron, do tell me why you are calling at this hour?" Hermione touched her cheeks, which was covered with dry tears.
" Erm-I don't want to err-sound uh- a bit weird or anything but did Harry come by your house this evening and bother you?"
" What on Earth are you talking about?" Hermione laughed, this was a pretty random question.
" Well-um-Harry er- needed a place to stay for some strange reason he-er-called me and- um-he's a tad shaken and uh-he went out for a uh- quite a long walk so I thought he might've went to your place or something…. I don't want him getting into trouble if you know what I mean. Blimey! Now I sound like a damn parent." Ron said. There was an awkward pause on the other side where Hermione was. She thought for a moment and finally the idea clicked. It was Cho…Cho must've gotten mad after the enouncement-after Draco said-and she got angry had an outburst Harry said I kissed him back in protection and--- she didn't need to think no more.
" I believe Harry has probably split from uh-Cho…I saw them earlier on their honeymoon-and there was some---how should I say it? Flames."
" By golly Hermione…I wonder-what if he went to bother Draco? Ah-Draco would prolly punch the living daylights outta him." Ron chuckled "Well- I was just checking to see if you were alright sorry to bother you Hermione." There was then a long pause and Ron hung up the phone as Hermione heard a slight click and there was silence.
"Draco…" She whispered. She missed him so much-his laugh, his smile, his voice, his face, his crystal blue-gray eyes and his ruffled blonde hair. Most of all she missed having him. She needed to see him one last time-one more moment-and she would forever be banished from his life if he wanted. To just see him again and ask for a second chance was all she wanted, and maybe at the most random moment she would. It was tempting-she wanted to see him soon-she wanted to see him now.
Harry
Harry was in bed looking at the clock waiting for the hands to hit the twelve-midnight. It was 11:55, which meant he should probably get going, so he grabbed his sneakers as he pulled on a sweater and placed on some khaki. Last but not least, he finally pulled out his wand from beneath his pillow as he grasped it tight in his hand. He tiptoed out into the hallway as he head toward the door, as he pointed his wand at it and whispered alohamora (my spelling is really bad). The door popped open, as he scampered towards the elevator pressing the button as he waited in anticipation. The doors opened as he stepped in leaning against the wall perpendicular to the sliding doors. Finally the doors slid shut and the elevator descended to the lobby. This was it…he smiled maliciously as if he was waiting his whole life for this moment. Yet-he probably was.