Draco ran towards the bus station as quickly as he could. "Hermione!" he yelled. He continued running until he met Hagrid's stomach. He fell to the ground and a large hand reached down to help him up.

"sorry, 'bout that." Hagrid smiled warmly.

"Has the train left yet?" Draco asked, out of breath.

"Not yet, but don't you usually get picked up by your father at the end of the year?"

"Yes, but I needed to see someone." He answered nervously. "Excuse me!" he ran past the half-giant who was confused as to why Draco Malfoy was being nice to him all of a sudden.

He continued running until he saw the train up ahead...then he saw a flame of red hair and jet-black hair. He ran towards them, pushing through the crowd. "Potter!! Weasely!!!" Harry and Ron turned around with smiles on their faces that quickly faded when they saw who was calling for them.

"Malfoy." Harry spat bitterly. "What do you want?"

"Where's Hermione!?!" he heaved.

"What do you mean, Malfoy! She left school two weeks earlier than the rest of us. Jeez some people are so clueless..." The train sounded it's horn and the two boys ran off and scurried onto the train. Draco ran after them, but was lost in the crowd that was scurrying towards the quickly leaving train. By the time, he got out of the crowd, the doors closed and he saw the train begin to move. He watched the back of the train disappear slowly in the distance.

He walked over to a bench and sat with his head in his hands. "Malfoy?" he heard a sweet, quiet voice. He looked up and saw the bushy-headed girl he had been looking for. "I heard you were looking for me?" she seemed upset.

"Uh...yeah...wait...you...your back!" He managed to get out before standing up. He just stood there, staring at her for a moment.

"I had to come back and get something that I left here."

"I...I read your journal...or diary, whatever this book is." He held out the tiny book.

"You read my diary! That's stooping low even for you, Malfoy!" he looked taken aback by her comment....because he knew it was true.

"I'm sorry, Hermione. I just....didn't realize. I mean, I thought you hated me..." Her face softened and she looked away.

"You called me Hermione." She whispered. "You've never done that before." When she looked up, he was standing about two inches away from her. Tears streamed down her face.

"There's a lot of things I didn't do...before." He leaned closer. "like this." He kissed her eyelids, then her nose, then her lips. It was a sweet gentle kiss. He put his forehead against hers and closed his eyes and whispered: "I'm so sorry. I've always loved you. Always, always, always." He looked down at her and she smiled. He took a step back from her and handed her a small book. "I think this is yours."

"Draco......" Her eyes rolled into her head and she collapsed into his arms.

"Hermione!"

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Draco sat in the waiting room impatiently. those stupid doctors! Where are they! He thought. she's either ok or she isn't! it's not that hard! Two boys and two adults, one female and one male came into the waiting room. Draco recognized the two boys immediately. "Malfoy!?" Ron yelled. "What the bloody hell are you doin here!?"

"She fainted and I found her and brought her here, is that such a bad thing!"

"You could have called! Dumbledore had to call us!" yelled Harry. The two adults came over to the three boys.

"Harry, Ron, this young man saved Hermione. Please be kind...." Tears filled the woman's eyes.

"But, Mrs. Granger! He just doesn't understand! If he hadn't called us and Dumbledore hadn't known, she could be gone right now! And we would have never seen her again! She might have died without getting to see her two best friends and her parents again!"

"I KNOW!" yelled Draco. "I told Dumbledore to call you! I didn't think you'd believe me!"

"I'm sorry to interrupt..." Madame Pomphery said. "Mr. and Mrs. Granger I'm guessing....?" The two adults nodded. "May I speak to you for a moment? You three boys may go and visit her....one at a time though...best not to get her upset by your arguing!" Mr. and Mrs. Granger followed Madame Pomphery and the three boys looked at each other.

"Umm....you go first, Weasely. Potter, you can go next....I uhh don't think I can make it. My father's probably very angry with me." He scurried away and made his way down the hall to where he knew his father would be waiting impatiently for him.

"Malfoy!" he heard from behind him and stopped walking...but he didn't turn around.

"Go see Granger, Potter. She needs you and the Weasel right now." He said gruffly.

"I always knew, ya know." Draco turned his head a little to encourage him to continue. "I always knew you liked her. Your little crush may have ceased for awhile but it was still there deep down. I guess...I didn't really want to believe...that she reciprocated your feelings. I thought if I ignored it, it would all go away. I thought that the more I hated you, she would begin to hate you....but deep down, I knew that would never happen. Then when she told me about her...." He squeezed his eyes shut and Draco was now turned around staring at him. Harry opened his eyes again, "about her condition....I thought she would die miserable....all she wanted was a caring word from you....and I thought she would never get it....." Draco looked away miserably. "But I was wrong."

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A/N: don't worry, there will be more! Hope you enjoyed it!