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The magnificent tail of two. Two that change to views of others and saved the race of muggle born witches and wizards, the two that changed my life and every one else's as well, the two that inspired me. I will tell you their story from the start of the year that they had been forced together by fait…
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---Disclaimer---
Me: walking threw park saying I love Tom Felton over and over again. Hits some one oh my, I'm soooo sorry!
Person I hit: its ok you didn't hurt me.
Me: oh my god your Tom Felton!
Tom: yea so do you really like me?
Me: maaaaaaaybe!
Tom: that's nice. Walks off
Me: runs after him and hits some one again!
Person2: hey you look like some one I can give my characters to!
Me: oh my god, J.k Rowling, are you serious!
Beep beep beep!
Me: damn alarm clock!
As you can tell I DON'T own Harry potter or Tom Felton! (Which sucks!)
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The battle was over and the good rage on but the two that meant the most to our existence lay dying on the field of bloodied corpses and dying friends.
She lay next to him breathing her last breaths as she cried into his almost lifeless body. Her blood stained shirt was torn and her hair was matted down with blood and sweat. He smiled his last smile as spoke his last words.
"My love… your blood is as pure as your hart, not muddy… nor dirty of any thing… but pure love and kindness. I wish… I wish I was able to see that… before now."
She cried harder into his shoulder as his breathing slowed and his eyes shut. His breathing stopped completely and she shook with anger, fear, and sadness beyond belief.
"No! Please don't leave me… not yet! I cant live without you! Please…" she cried as she held him tighter than before. His grip on her hand loosened and she knew she had lost him, but she would not admit that he had gone. She heard footsteps coming closer to her, and her love but refused to look away from his 'sleeping' form.
"No… please not yet… no…" she muttered on and on as she felt her stomach lurch. The pain in her head was killing her and her broken leg would not let her seek help. The footsteps grew louder to her and she pulled away her eyes to look behind her. She quickly shut her eyes. The light that was radiating from the approaching figure was blinding her and she whimpered knowing that this could not be good, she new her life was coming to an end but she was afraid that he would not be there with her.
"Love, please come don't fight it any longer. We are done here. We must start our new life." Said the figure. She opened her eyes and saw the one that lay dead next to her. She slowly felt the pain in her leg and head stop throbbing and an immediate relief and happiness swept over her. She took his hand and heat radiated between the two. They smiled at each other as they walked into the light together never leaving each others side for eternity.
That was the end of their escapade on this earth, the end but still some how it was the beginning to a new, fuller life. I saw their deaths and their pain, but I knew it was for the best. Some how I knew they would be together forever the first time I saw them. Teenagers that could not stand even a glimpse of the other, some how I knew the would find each other, some how…
That's why I wish to tell you of the magnificent tale of two. Two that change to views of others and saved the race of muggle born witches and wizards, the two that changed my life and every one else's as well, the two that inspired me. I will tell you their story from the start of the year that they had been forced together by fait………..
"Harry, honestly! I'll be okay! As soon as I get to the dorm room I'll go to sleep and not have to deal with that fowl git!" argued Hermione. It was after the feast and Harry walked Hermione back down the hall in the direction of the head boy/ girl dorm. Harry smiled.
"I suppose you can handle your self after that obvious display during third year!" he laughed. She hugged him and then headed on her way to the dorm.
She was half way there when she felt two strong arms grab her around the waist. She shrieked as she was pulled into an empty room.
"What the hell!" she shouted into the darkness. She heard a deep, dark, and drawling laughter coming from behind. She twirled around and lit her wand quickly to see whom the laughter belonged to.
"MALFOY!" she screamed, "YOU FILTHY PIECE OF SLIME!" his laughter died down a bit to ware it was just low chuckle and he pulled her closer to him. She was close enough to smell his tainted breath.
"You're drunk!" she gasped.
"Yup, but not enough to not realize what I want from you…" but he was cut off buy a swift and harsh slap in his face. That shocked him enough for her to run out of the room and straight to the dorm. As she shut her door to her room panting when she heard a loud thud. She laughed a bit picturing malfoy hitting a door or a wall. Then she heard his loud footsteps heading towards her door. She turned around quickly and muttered a quick locking spell on her door. She backed away and heard him mutter alohomora a few times before banging on the door for entry.
Hermione went to her bags and grabbed a few vials of some ingredients for a potent drunkenness cure sort of thing. She had to make it for Harry and Ron during sixth year when they had a fire whiskey drinking contest. When she was done she walked back to the door and shouted out to Draco.
"Draco if I open this door will you promise me you wont do anything stupid?"
"Yes granger." He purred.
"Good now step away from the door…" she heard Draco get up off the floor and take a step back then she opened the door and walked out to face him.
"Hello granger…" he said walking towards her, "you look ravishing…"
Hermione rolled her eyes. This guy is pathetic! She thought. She pulled out the potion and made him take it.
"Tell me granger, why do I have to drink thisss?" He slurred.
"Because… if you want me… you have to have… that!" she said thinking of the right words. He nodded quickly and chugged the liquid. He stumbled backwards and fell onto the couch. She ran over to his side and kneeled down.
"Granger?" he mumbled, "can I have my ducky blanket?"
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The next morning Hermione stopped by Draco's room before heading to the great hall for breakfast.
Knock, knock, and knock
"Draco? Are you feeling better?" she shouted into his room.
"BLODDY HELL!" he screamed, and she heard a loud thud and something break. She opened the door and ran inside to see malfoy sitting on the floor rubbing his butt in pain and a shattered glass of water on the floor next to him.
"DON'T EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT!" he yelled again. She was taken aback by this out burst.
"I knocked didn't I?" she argued.
"Well knock louder. I didn't hear and you scared the shit out of me!"
"Sorry… but do you need any thing before I leave the room?" she asked.
"Why would you care mudblood?"
"Well I figured since I was here I would just try and be helpful but you obviously don't care… about what you tried to do last night." She said a little mischievously.
"What do you mean?" he asked nervously.
"Oh, you don't remember? Well, let me jog your memory! You tried to snog me in an empty classroom and then when I ran you followed me back here! Then I fixed your drunkenness with a potion thing and then you asked for a 'ducky blanket'!" she yelled. He winced. Apparently he still had a hang over.
"Sorry," she muttered.
"Did you find the blanket?" he asked.
"Um, no. Why would I look for a stupid blanket?"
"No, I don't want you to find it because no one knows it exists and if you don't have proof, I'm safe from black mail and humiliation!" he said in a proud tone of voice. Hermione snorted.
"Right why would I care?"
"I don't know you might try and black mail me into dating you."
"You wish."
"No Granger you wish."
"Whatever!" she said leaving for breakfast.
She sat down in between Ron and Ginny and across from Harry.
"Mrng hrmiony!" said Ron with his mouth full of food. She laughed as a chewed piece of sausage flew out of his mouth and hit Harry in the face. Harry yelled at Ron and then turned to Hermione.
"So…"
"So what, Harry?"
"Well how was your night with malfoy?"
"Hermione had a night with malfoy?!" screamed Ron. Ginny looked delighted.
"I have to have all the details!" she squealed. Hermione shuddered.
"I did NOT have a night with malfoy ok?! And Harry lets just say it was very interesting to say the least."
"What do you mean interesting?"
"Well he was drunk… and he got a bit annoying so I helped him out a bit…"
"What did he do, we could use this for major black mail!"
"Nothing really…" oh he just tried to snog me in an empty class room and wanted his ducky blanket… she thought I wonder where he hid it any way…
"Oh… I was looking for something along the lines as singing twinkle, twinkle little stop light or something, but not nothing."
Hermione laughed and finished her breakfast.
"Harry what do we have first on the list for today?" she asked as they walked out of the classroom.
"Well first we have potions, then herboligy, then transfiguration, then we have history of magic and care of magical creatures."
"When do we have dada?"
"Not till tomorrow, but we have it doubled!"
she smiled at Harry and continued walking down the hall way to the dungeons, life, she thought, was good.
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Ok short chapter I know but the next one is the defense against the dark arts class introducing the new dada teacher as Emma Antoinette Roseni (students must call her madam rose, friends and faculty call her thorn.) I own her no one else! And by the next chapter you will find out who is narrating the story or well the battle part any way… please R&R! Love ya like family!