Sitting on the plank of wood, she stared across the landscape. She watched the small golden animal prancing in the grass, nosing at the soccer ball. She watched at the gentle summer's breeze tugged at the grass, pulling it in all directions. She watched at the wind blew over the grass, causing it to ripple like waves on a river. It was quite serene.

"Can I help you?" Hermione asks the animal which now stood on the ground looking up at her. She sat on the railing of the buildings back porch. The dog dropped the soccer ball and gave a low woof. "I'm sorry Wuffy, I'm not in the mood for soccer today." She said, affectionately. Being the hard headed animal he is, Indy barked once again, this time, louder. "Fine, fine, fine." She groaned jumping on the railing on to the ground, "Let's go."   

She grabbed the soccer ball and held it out in front of her. In one swift motion, she released the ball, and pounded it with her foot. There with a large smack as the ball hit her shoe, before it went soaring across the lawn, Indy hot on its trail.

She crawled back on the ledged and continued observing. And thinking.

The Doctor said that she had had a mild case of amnesia, the fear, and trauma, kept her from remembering exactly who had hurt her. He also said that her mind was horrified at what had occurred, and mental she hadn't been ready to admit it to herself, so she merely blocked it out. He also said that the rush of memory had come because Draco had been there. Because she had felt so strongly for him that… that she felt guilty that she couldn't tell him. So her mind released everything, and she was given the gift of her memories.

She had remembered who had done it. Childish eyes, acne, shaggy brown hair. Yes, he was really quite creepy. She shuddered.

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It horrified him, what had happened to her, it hadn't been fair. But there was nothing he could do, Draco would spent his life patiently waiting for her to heal. She wouldn't let him touch her. He hasn't kissed her, hugged her, or even held her hand since it all happened. Its as if she was scared of men, it had been at week since the incident, but all they seem to be doing is sitting in each others presence. He loved her, and that's why he was willing to wait.

She was everything he had despised in his life, perfection, formality. But suddenly he meets this whole other side of her, and everything changed. He was stunningly beautiful, even if she herself didn't know it. She had such charisma about her, and the way her body flowed as she danced, he loved it.

His thoughts were swimming about her where there was a sudden noise behind him. He swung around, coming face to face with a certain red head.  

"Malfoy…" Ron growled, and then took a claming breath. "Draco…" He tried awkwardly. "We need to talk."

"Well… what dose it look like were doing Weasley." He drawled sarcastically.

"Shut it." Ron snarled, "I'm trying to have a civilized conversation with you."  Draco nodded, but didn't say anything.

Continuing on Ron said, "Malfoy… I love Hermione, more than you could even know. She's my best friend, and my sister. And I swear, you inflict any pain on to her, my fist will have a not so pleasant meeting with you jaw."

"Weasl…" Draco tried, but was cut off.

"No, let me finish. Obviously Hermione is head over heels about you, can't see why, but her happiness is all that I care for.  Now obviously you dislike me, and believe me, the favour is returned from my end. But, I saw we agree; agree to get along for Hermione's sake."

Draco nodded, and stuck out his hand, "So we agree to hate each other, but pretend to like each other?"

Ron grasped Draco's hand,

"Agreed."

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She ran the brush through her hair, before sighing, she was nervous. Today she would find out Darin's sentence. What he would receive for all the confusion he had inflicted upon her.

There was a knock on the door, before the lock slid open and Draco let himself in. "You ready?" He asked quietly. She nodded, and they left.

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They sat, side by side in the courtroom. After the final statements were read, the Judge called for court order and read the sentence.

"Darin Jackson Stillez, you have been found guilty on the charges of attempted rape, and infliction of emotional damage on an innocent civilian. Also on violation of ones parole, you will be sent to a rehabilitation centre, where you will deal with you substance abuse, along with alcohol abuse. You will be on house arrest, and there will be a 500 yard restraining order towards Miss. Hermione Granger." 

Hermione let out the breath she had been holding in. Though it wasn't a life sentence, she felt some what safe. She reached out and slipped her hand in to Draco's, who look surprised at first, but then squeezed it tighter, as if to say, ill never let you go.

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"The wanker didn't even get a prison sentence." Ron groaned, leaning against the couch.

"Its fine Ron, I'm going to be o.k." Hermione leaned her weight against Draco who slipped his arm around her waist, happy to have her back in his arms.

After a long talk about the sentence, or lack of in Ron's opinion, everyone excused themselves, and let Hermione and Draco alone.

"Hermione." He said softly, "There's something I need to say."   She turned to him. "Listen, after all that's happened, and after going threw what I went threw, you was for freaking worried, I thought I lost you for good, I need to say it."

Hermione looked plainly confused, "Say what?"

"I love you."

There was silence, "You don't need to say anything, I just needed you to know that, in case I never get the chance to tell you…"

"I love you too."

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Wow… much better. I tired really hard to bring you a decent chapter this time. So please let me know what you think. I think the next Ch will be the final, sorry but I just have lost most interest… and yea. Anyways, I was thinking of doing a small Ron Hermione fic so in anyone interested, drop me some ideas.

Thanks so much

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