Authors Note: Thank you all for reviewing reviewers! Special thanks to my 100th reviewer Angela! Wow, my goal was accomplished…and now for the 15th installment of A Little Black Book.

Oh bollocks, I can't believe I have been writing this story for over a year. Incredible…wow…that's…woo…okay please read on. This is a very important Chapter!!!

Chapter 15

knock knock

A muffled, "Go away!" came from beneath black silk sheets.

knock knock

"Bloody Hell! PISS OFF!"

knock knock

He couldn't stand this, an extremely cranky and freshly awoken Draco Malfoy jumped out of bed and opened the door.

"Will you just…"

"Good Morning, Mister Malfoy." A limber looking man with a long white beard greeted him.

"Oh, Headmaster, um, good morning." Draco said surprised, "Can I help you?"

Headmaster Dumbledore smiled and Draco swore that his eyes were made of fine polished glass because they twinkled like no other.

"Yes well, today there will be High Tea in the Headmaster's Gardens for the prefects and the staff." Dumbledore announced, "You will be expected to come, please dress semi-formally."

"Um, alright." Draco looked at the headmaster with one eyebrow raised, "Is that all?"

"Yes." Yet Dumbledore still stood there.

"So, there's nothing else you wish to tell me?" Draco tried to be polite.

"Oh yes, please forward that message to the rest of the Prefects." Dumbledore said smiling.

But you're right bloody here. Why don't YOU tell the other Prefects?

Draco knew better than to question the Headmaster… out loud, "Sure, Headmaster."

"Thank you Draco." Dumbledore still stood there looking at Draco with a lopsided grin, "Oh well, I'll have to be going, someone's got to run the school."

"Right." Draco nodded, and with that Dumbledore went down the stairs, and out of the common room.

Draco decided that he should just tell all the prefects at the moment, before he neglected his assignment from Dumbledore.

And what's behind Door #1.

Draco looked straight ahead, he knew what was behind that door…maybe he'll just save it for last.

Draco knocked loudly on Hannah's Door. She opened it with a very angry face, and Draco bet that that was exactly how he looked 5 minutes ago at the Headmaster.

"On Dumbledore's order, High Tea, Headmaster's Garden Today, dress semi-formally." Draco said to her as lightly as he could bear.

"What for?" Hannah asked half interested.

"Not sure myself, oh and please forward this message to Weasley, Macmillan, Goldstein, Parkinson, Patil, and Granger." Draco insisted.

"Save the best for last?" Hannah half whispered.

"Pardon?" Draco didn't catch that.

"How about I do tell the rest if you deliver the message to Hermione?" Hannah offered.

"No." Draco happily declined.

"Yes." Hannah nodded her head.

"No." Draco knew what he was going to do.

"Yes." Hannah still shook her head.

"Yes." Draco said trying to trick Hannah.

"Good man." Hannah smiled, Draco's mouth dropped.

"You were supposed to say 'No'!" Draco cried.

"What do you take me for? A buffoon?" Hannah shook her head, "The rest will get the message. Go tell Hermione." Hannah smiled then shut the door.

Damn.

Knock Knock

"Hold on." Came her voice from behind the door.

Draco took the golden opportunity to fix his hair. He stood up tall facing Hermione's door.

Hermione opened the door to find Draco Malfoy grinning madly. She seized the golden opportunity to shut the door in his face.

"Special message from Dumbledore." She heard his voice from behind her door.

Hermione took a deep breath and opened the door.

"High Tea, Headmaster's Garden, Today, attire semi-formal. Please attend? Dumbledore's wishes." Draco added the last bit to make sure she would come.

"Alright." Then she shut the door.

Draco went back into his room.

Try to do the Headmaster a favor, then what happens, I get a million doors slammed in my face. The price of being polite.

Draco hadn't forgotten the events of last night, he still didn't understand her.

"Accio Note from Hermione." Draco whispered. Then from his desk drawer a ripped piece of parchment came into his hand.

He read it to himself over and over and over and over. He still didn't understand.

Draco put on a pair of black slacks a white button shirt and a black sweater over, he didn't bother to tuck in the shirt so it was visible as it hung lower than his sweater. Draco placed the parchment into his pant's pocket and went straight down to the Great Hall.

In the Great Hall Draco gingerly walked to the Slytherin table and took some bacon, eggs, and a biscuit. His favorite meal and began to furiously attack it, well that is what it looked like from other's point of views.

He looked to the Daily Prophet, no new news. Blah Blah, You-Know-Who coming back to power, Blah Blah, Potter fails a potions test, Blah Blah, 3 Death Eaters caught, Blah Blah, nope, no news at all.

Draco finished his bacon and as soon as the morning rush started coming in he made his way out.

He didn't know where he was going, but after walking around the school more than once he ended up in the Dungeons.

Knock Knock

"Come in."

Draco peeked through the door, and made his way inside the Potions Master's office.

"Malfoy, have a seat." Snape gestured towards the chairs that faced his desk. Draco slowly sat down, "Is there something on you mind?"

"Actually yes Professor." Draco looked Snape straight in the eye and he could've sworn he saw a glint of something in them.

"Well, go on." Snape suggested.

"About our last conversation, what do you know about the dangers?" Draco swallowed.

"Draco, you of all people should know what your father is capable of." Snape assumed.

"But what has that got to do with anything?" Draco's tone of voice was different it had feeling, maybe passion.

"You're being rash, Draco." Snape shook his head.

"Professor I can't get over it. When we spoke, it's like you knew." Draco went on, "I don't mean to sound like a dunderhead but…well I don't know."

"She's a danger to you. You're no fool, think about it." Snape voiced.

"Yes Professor, Thank you professor." Draco nodded his head and headed out.

"See you at High Tea." Snape called out after him.

Draco made his way past the Slytherin common room exit and was about to make his way up the stairs when he bumped into…

"Zabini watch where you're going." Draco said maliciously.

"I am utterly sorry Mister Malfoy, is there anything I can do for you? Hot Towel? Biscuit? A warm jumper?" Blaise said as if his life depended on it. Then the two burst into hysterics.

"Blaise, where have you been?" Draco asked while regaining his composure.

"I'm always around. Just around." Blaise shrugged, "What's up? Wait let me guess…"

"Girl Problems" They said in unison.

Draco and Blaise sat in two high backed chairs in front of the fire in the Slytherin Common Room.

"See what you're problem is mate, they've always came to you. Now this one this poet girl, she's the real deal. Probably more woman than you've ever had, she wants more out of you mate." Blaise nodded his head.

"What'd you mean more?" Draco questioned his guru.

"Not like that man, like…a relationship maybe? Hmm? Yenno when a girl and a boy are exclusive, they don't go snoggin' anyone else." Blaise explained.

"I know what a relationship is, thank you." Draco shook his head, "But she's different."

"Who is she then?" Blaise's head went up, "Obviously not a Slytherin, not a Puff, a Ravie? Or have you actually realized you fancy the mudblood Granger?" Blaise glazed over each subject.

"Granger? That mudblood?" Draco tried to sound appalled.

"Oh shut up with that mudblood rubbish, not very sophisticated is it? We're not bloody 12 years old anymore." Blaise chuckled.

There was a bit of a silence…

"Bloody Hell! It is her isn't it?" Blaise half whispered, "Merlin I knew this was going to happen."

"What in Merlin are you going on about?" Draco asked very confused.

"Yeah yeah, save your stories for someone who cares?" Blaise was now full out laughing, "I'm. Sorry. It's. I. Knew. Merlin. Whoo." Blaise said in between laughs.

"I have to get to High Tea. You have to keep your mouth shut." Draco said getting up and straightening out his shirt.

"No one to tell." Blaise raised his right hand as if he were to take an oath.

"Hah. Hah." Draco went out the door and made his way to the Headmaster's garden.

Draco wasn't quite sure where the Headmaster's Garden was, so it took him longer than expected. Finally he got to a large canopy made of forget-me-not. Dumbledore greeted his with a nod and he took a seat at an empty table made for 2.

"Hello Mister Malfoy." Professor Sprout greeted him as did many others.

"Good day Professor." Draco replied.

After about 5 minutes of exchanges of "Hello's" and "How are you's" Tea was served. The house elves were wearing the finest of clothes and the tea was marvelous. The cucumber finger sandwiches were the best. Draco however didn't notice, through all the clementines and all the cookies and tea he was focused on the parchment in his left hand.

"You are my moonlight…
endless glow…
mystery…

Whole…
always waiting…
light…
my guide…
my pleasure…
are my moonlight…
the day dawned…
moon and night ceased…
always have nightfall…
remember my moon…
lit up darkest nights...
farewell to thee" Draco mumbled to himself as he read the parchment over.

"It is a new day
And Moon and Night can no longer be
the only way it can, my moonlight
I am willing to become your day
Only if you will become my sun
So come to me at sunset and tell me
If you will take a chance and be
My brightest star
If you don't come, I'll assume you not willing
No pressure. Signed Your Darkest Night." Draco turned around he knew that voice, but the words where were they from.

He turned his back to see Hermione sitting with her back to his with her head turned to see him. She sat in a white cashmere sweater, and a long grey skirt.

With the forget-me-not's surrounding her table and above her, it was a vision of heaven.

Draco rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing correctly, "What was that. What you were saying?"

Hermione looked him skeptically in the eye smiled, but sighed, "Draco, the poem. That's The End."




Author's Note:
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