Authors Note: This story is called Comfortable because I love the song Comfortable by John Mayer. It's a Draco/Hermione story, this first chapter takes place RIGHT after the war has ended. The war ends right after the end of their sixth year at Hogwarts, and after this chapter, most of the story takes place in their seventh year with Hermione as Head Girl and Draco as Head Boy of course. This story is just something I decided that I needed to write because I'm a huge D/Hr shipper, and it disappointed me with JKR said that D/Hr will not get together at all while at Hogwarts. She didn't say anything about after that, but who knows if there will be more books after 7. But I wanted them to get together at Hogwarts. It's much harder to sneak around, don't you think. Well this is how I think it should happen. Care to find out? Please read, and then review :D

DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HARRY POTTER (except for the book series and movies) but I DO NOT OWN THE PLOT OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. DO NOT SUE ME. Got it? Good. Now onto the story.

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It sounds too easy doesn't it? Two simple words could end decades of fighting. Two simple little words that had been used so many times, and yet nobody realised, that by saying them, things would be over. Just like that. And to believe 3 teenage wizards figured out that only the two words, nothing stronger, nothing weaker, could end it all. The Dark Lord, Voldemort, Tom Riddle, whatever name he went by, was defeated by Harry Potter, the boy who lived, on June 30th, just after his sixth year at Hogwarts, with two simple words. Avada Kedavra.

Those two words had been the words used by the most hated wizards ever, the Death Eaters, on a daily basis. But now, the words were just words. The defeated Voldemort simply, as if there was nothing to it, and now everyone was happy. The world was an amazing place and everyone could respect such simple beauty. Moments after Harry Potter held out his wand and screamed those two words, Voldemort was dead, and Hermione Granger had Harry Potter in her arms once again.

"You did it, Harry. He's gone." Harry held Hermione close to him, breathing in her scent. This was the real world. He knew it. Hermione was his best friend, along with Ronald Weasley, who on their last adventure, had knocked himself into a coma and was lying in the hospital wing at Hogwarts, the only place that many truly considered home.

"I did, didn't I?" He whispered into her ear, making Hermione shiver. She nodded.

"Yes you did. I'm so proud of you Harry." said Hermione, pulling away from Harry. "I'm so very proud. When I heard the prophecy at first, I thought it would be much more complicated, and that you'd need more power. But now, look around Harry. You've saved us all. We're free." Harry looked around. Hermione was right. They were free.

"Free?" Harry asked, after seeing Hermione's nod of her head, he grinned, picked her up in his arms and swung her around. "We're free!" He began chanting, swinging her some more.

"Come on Harry, put me down." Harry set Hermione down on her feet. Seeing the huge grin on his face, Hermione laughed and pulled him into another hug. They wrapped their arms tight around each other, finally realising how free they were. "Yes Harry," Hermione whispered into his ear. "We are free."

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Hermione sat on a cot, one of quite a few that had been made up for those injured in this last war. There was a healer standing beside her, holding her arm up, mending any cuts and bruises. Hermione glanced around her, seeing all the people that had been hurt much worse than she had. Glancing beside her, she saw Harry lying down, a big smile on his face as a female healer checked for any more lightning bolt scars. Hermione laughed at Harry and he just grinned over at her.

"Feeling okay?" He asked her. Hermione smiled.

"I'm feeling perfect." They both smiled and Hermione went back to looking around. She studied all the people around her. There was a variety of hexes that had been used during this battle, and she was shocked at some of the outcomes. She studied all the beds till she eyed a bed at the very end of the tent.

"Alright, you see fine. You're good to go." The healer said, finishing up his search and turning to leave. Hermione thanked him and turned to Harry, who by the way, still had a huge smile on his face.

"Harry I'm going to go get some fresh air, 'kay?" Harry looked over at her.

"You sure?" Hermione nodded to him.

"Yeah, I just want to smell freedom." Laughing, Hermione hopped off the cot and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, Harry."

"I couldn't have done it without you and Ron, Hermione. So thank you." Smiling, Hermione walked away from his cot, heading towards the patient on the last bed. Just as she was approaching the bed, the patient got up and headed for the door of the tent. Walking a bit faster, Hermione followed the patient out of the tent.

"Malfoy! Wait up!" she called as she spotted him walking away from the tent. He stopped walking when he heard her voice and turned his head, his blonde hair falling into his eyes. Hermione jogged a bit to catch up with him.

"What do you want Granger?" He drawled. Hermione sighed, would he always be the same old Malfoy?

"I just wanted to see if you were okay. You know, just trying to be polite." She said, shrugging. Malfoy snorted. "What's so funny?" She asked him.

"The day Hermione Granger is nice to me is the day hell freezes over." At this, Hermione snorted. "What's so funny?" He asked her.

"Well it kinda is like hell froze over, isn't it?" Malfoy looked at her like she had two heads. "Well Voldemorts gone, which is kind of like hell freezing over." Malfoy cringed. "You should really get over his name. He's gone, Malfoy."

"Just because he's gone, doesn't mean the memories are." Hermione nodded, actually understanding what Malfoy meant.

"Surprisingly, I understand what you mean." Malfoy nodded back to her and there was a moment of silence.

"So how are the scratches?" Malfoy asked after a few minutes. Hermione looked at all the scars on her visible skin.

"They hurt for a while, the healer did something though. He said the scars should go away after a while." Malfoy nodded. "And how are you?"

"Pretty good. Healer said to take it easy. But other than that, pretty good." He said, shrugging his shoulders. Hermione nodded.

"Look, Malfoy." Malfoy cut her off.

"Dont even bother Granger. Why I chose the light side is one reason you will not find out." With that, Draco Malfoy turned around and walked away, leaving Hermione Granger standing out in the middle of god knows where with Aurors walking all around her. Life from this day on would be different for her. Because for once in life, a Slytherin was actually on the good side.

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