Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, this is magic, because if I don't say Disclaim it's illegal, bwahaha!

----Hermione's POV----

She sat in the chair to the left of Harry, and quietly got some eggs and sausage. Thinking of what had happened the morning before sent a chill up her spine. Malfoy, slapping her ass? It was all so confusing!

"So Hermione, how's life with Malfoy?" asked Ron, for the fifth time since school started.

"No different then it was a month ago, Ron" she answered rolling her eyes, she didn't need reminding, she still loved her friends, but they were different. Ron had finally grown into his nose and was now quite cute, he had also filled out and, thanks to quiditch, had a bit of muscle... and a horrible new attitude! He was now so self centered because of his position as Keeper, that his head had grown to the size of the moon!

Harry had grown reserved and quiet, ever since Serius's death, and Voldemorts defeat, he was in great shape, not much muscle, probably because Seeker wasn't a position for big guys. Still on the short side, and strangely enough, after Volemort died, his scar had begun to fade, but there was still determination in his eyes along with pain. It seemed, that when Voldemort and Serius died, bits of Harry died along with them. Serius had come back, to help, according to Dumbledore it was a magic that not even he understood, but Serius only stayed for the war and Harry had to lose him all over again and that had devastated him beyond repair.

Flash Back

Harry thrust the sword in Voldemorts heart "Ha Ha!" Voldemort cackled "You think a mere sword will kill me! I am invinci...what is this?!" He stopped and looked down at the sword in his stomach, which was now glowing. He looked up with anger, confusion and... even fear in is cold red eyes, void of life and compassion.

"Harry, what did you do!" He stuttered in horror, feeling death close around him "no! Lord Voldemort cannot die, I am supreme, I am all powerful!"

He grabbed Harry's arm in desperation and whimpered "I don't want to die" in barely more then a whisper. Harry shook him off in disgust, and spat on the ground where his enemy lay, dying. "How do you think all those people felt, when you killed them!" he kicked Voldemort in the stomach "Didn't give them a second thought, did you?" Harry flipped him over and began punching him in the face, scar burning, but he didn't care, all he knew was that he wanted the thing below him to die a horrible, painful death. He deserved it.

Voldemorts skin began to bubble and hiss, letting off steam, the steam formed into the shapes of all the people he had killed. They flared up and then disappeared into eternity. He began to throw up from the pain, and he knelt near Harry, muttering nonsense. Harry looked at him but looked away as parts of Voldemorts skull began to show, from where the skin had melted off. Harry couldn't take it anymore, he slowly pulled the sword over his head and brought it down quickly, cutting Voldemorts head clean off his shoulders, he looked away as hundreds of snakes began to cover Voldemorts body, honoring their master and king.

"Harry what was on that blade?" asked Serius quietly, who had appeared suddenly.

"This is the blade of Goderic Gryffindor, his good soul is in this sword, pictures of my mother and father that I brewed in a potion, as well as my friends hairs, I thought it would help... in my first year Dumbledore told that love was a powerful and deep magic, that even he didn't understand, and Voldemort felt no love" He answered, amazed that it had worked.

Serius nodded and turned to Harry "I must go now, Harry"

"What! But you came back... you can't leave now, you can't leave again"

"I must" he said gravely "That was the deal, when the Dark Lord was defeated, I was to return home"

He wrapped his arms around Harry in a tight embrace, Harry hugged back, sobbing into his chest, and slowly Serius began to fade, he pushed Harry away and in his eyes was a look that said "don't worry, I'll see you again" a smile crinkled on his face and he suddenly looked young again. He faded completely and Harry stayed atop the blood stained hill for what seemed like hours, and for the first time in his life, crying uncontrollably.

End Flash Back

She wished she could help him, ease his pain, but that impossible. He was damaged and only time could mend the huge void, that was his heart.

She was torn from her thoughts as she saw Malfoy walking into the Hall, she felt her cheeks redden, and looked down quickly. "Why does he have this affect on me?" she thought to herself.

----Dracos POV----

Draco took his usual place at the head of Slytherin table, and took a swig of his usual goblet (He had chipped the bottom when he found out that they lost the house again last year)which was already full of pumpkin juice, "Crabbe or Goyle must have filled it for me..." he thought.

He looked over at the Gryffindor table and caught sight of Granger, who was blushing, he smirked "Wow, I never realized how beautiful she was" he thought, only slightly repulsed, but that was inching away quickly "I should let her know how I feel, but with the way I treated her, it would have to be... spectacular!" He quickly formulated a plan and practically glided over to the Gryffindor table, knelt on the floor next to Hermione and began to sing:

Hermione Granger

How can I make her

Fall in love with meeeeee?

Hermione granger

I think I love her

Does she feel the saaaaaame?

Hermione Granger

Why can't you see

We were ment to beeeeeee

Hermine Granger

I kneel on one knee

Will you marry meeeeee?

Hermione looked horrified. "It's just a surprise" he thought "I did, after all, only hate her fifteen minutes ago, but theres a fine line between love and hate"

He looked up expectantly, he didn't even notice that half the Hall was applauding and the other half booing and cat calling.

She just sat there, mouth closed tight, looking extremely murderous "Shes overwhelmed!" He thought "I knew it would work!" he leaned up to plant a kiss on her lips, but before he could get there, he heard a sharp cold snap of flesh on flesh and suddenly felt a burning pain on the side of his face. She slapped him! After that! How could she not appreciate his efforts! "Of course!" he thought "It wasn't enough!"

He walked away, a huge smile on his face. Next time would just have to be bigger and better.

A.N: And that was the comedy you came for, folks!

Draco: I wouldn't do that!

A.N: You do what I say, I'm the author!

Draco: Fine (whispering and looking at audience) Help me! she's crazy!

A.N: What was that!? (Grabs ear and drags off stage)

Draco: AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, help me! No, not that! Noooooooooooooooooooooooo! (lot's of clattering and banging comes from back stage)

A.N: (comes back on stage, fixing hair) Okay guys, please review!