A/N: Thank you to my beloved fan base who gave me the idea for this chapter. You guys rule the world. Love you muchly, Willow xxx
Draco and Ron ran as fast as their legs could carry them across the school grounds, eventually running behind a large oak tree. There was no where left to run. If Lucius found them then it was all over for them. Both were breathing very fast, a mixture of panic and exhaustion taking over them. "Oh Draco… Weasley… where are you boys? I need to talk to you. Come out come out where ever you are." Lucius shouted, walking across the grounds with his wand drawn.
Draco grabbed Ron's shirt. "If this is it, then I want you to know that I love you. I always will. No matter what. Not even death will change that." He said and pulled Ron into a loving kiss. Ron held Draco tightly to his chest. He wasn't very good at telling people what they mean to him to he remain silent, stroking Draco's hair. Waiting for Lucius to find them and the end to come.
"Hey Lucius." Came a voice and Lucius turned around. "When will you get off picking on your rat of a son?" Harry finished and Lucius scowled at him. But Harry was a master of speed with a wand and within seconds Lucius was laying on the ground, a small line of blood running from a cut on his cheek.
Draco and Ron had heard Harry calling out and had head two spells be shouted, and one person hit the ground. Both were frozen. Staring at one another. Wrapped in each others embrace waiting for some sign as to whether they would live or die. "You can come out now. He's out cold." Harry said with a smile, leaning against the tree beside them. Ron and Draco smiled brightly and hugged one another even tighter.
When they broke apart Draco ran over and hugged Harry, and reluctantly, Harry returned the hug. "You saved our lives. What can I do to repay you?" Draco asked, falling back and leaning against Ron, who wrapped his arms round Draco's waist. Harry smiled and blushed a little bit.
"Well you could come out for a drink with me tonight. Just you and me. If you're going to be dating my best friend then we can't really be at each others throats all the time. What do you say?" Harry asked and Draco nodded happily. Everything was coming together and going well. He never thought that Harry Potter would be looking out for him, let alone asking to be his friend.
Dear Diary,
I really can't believe it! I am about to go out for a drink with Harry! Just the two of us to make friends. This is so scary. If things don't go well tonight then it is going to make thing a lot harder for me and Ron. Well here's hoping!
Dumbledore had dad put in a cell down at the ministry until they can work out what he was trying to do, and why. It might have had something to do with that conversation that I overheard the other night. Well I'm sure that Ron's dad will get his to tell all. Then I'll know.
For now, I'm off. Want to catch a quick shower before I go and meet Harry.
Draco Angel Malfoy.
"Do you think it will work?" Hermione asked darkly, handing clothes to Harry to tried them on and took them off again until he picked what he wanted. He turned to look over his shoulder at he, throwing a dark red shirt back at her. She stared at him, she had never looked more serious in all her life.
"Of course it's going to work. By the end of the night it will al be over and life can get back to normal. You have to learn to trust me more babes." He said, pulling her to his body and kissing her. She kissed back but it was only half hearted and she pulled back and stared at his chest, stroking his chest with her index finger. "What's the matter now?" He asked with a sigh.
"Well, are you going to be able to go through with this? I mean… Draco's a guy and… you know… is it going to be weird?" She asked nervously.
He smiled darkly. "Piece of cake sugar tart. Stop your worrying. Now if you'll kindly bugger off, I have to finish getting ready." Hermione nodded quietly and left the room. Harry shook his head as he held up another shirt and looked in the mirror. "What do I keep her for?" He asked himself, and smirked as he threw the shirt aside.
Draco darted through the crowds of people leaving the great hall after dinner, and Harry was standing by the doors waiting for him, just like he had said he would be. Harry wore simple blue jeans and a white t-shirt while Draco wore tight black jeans and a matching tight black shirt. For a moment Draco panicked that it might seem like he was trying to hard. But was it such a bad thing if her was? He smiled nervously as he stopped in front of Harry. "Shall we go?" Harry said with a smile, motioning toward the doors.
Draco nodded and smiled as Harry stepped forward and held the door open for him. Front the top of the staircase Hermione scowled after them. It had been two years since she had seen such a genuine smile on Harry's face and it sickened her that it was Draco that had caused it. She hoped that the evening went the way they had planned. Because she had her own plans for them. She would tell Ron, and she would leave Harry and she would be the one in control.
She smiled to herself as the door closed behind Harry. She was going to make him pay. And she was going to get away with it. After all, who would ever suspect such a thing of dear, sweet, Hermione Granger?