"Ummm…"

Ginny shoved Hermione in, as Hermione lost balance, tumbling forward. Draco was quick to his feet and caught her before she fell onto the lush carpet spread inside.

"Er… Thanks."

Ginny and Blaise took on side of the carriage, leaving Hermione no choice but to sit next to him.

"So that was some ball huh?" Ginny inquired, trying to bring forth a bit of the conversation. Neither of them spoke.

"Hermione, you gave an awesome speech." Blaise added on, hoping to break a bit of ice.

Still, silence.

After what seemed like days, the ride ended and Ginny pulled Hermione out of the carriage, dragging her away.

"This was you're chance! You didn't even look at him!"

Hermione stood silently, quickly glancing at Draco's direction and back at her feet.

"I thought that she would be going home with you."

Draco looked up at his friend with a bit of anger. "Well even the best laid plans."

Sighing, Blaise grabbed a hold of Draco's arm and dragged him to Hermione as Ginny did the same thing. The couple pushed the two together and stood on either side of them, with their arms crossed.

"If by tomorrow you both haven't figured this out, I am Avada-ing you both!" Ginny threatened as she and Blaise disapparated.

"So…"

Draco held the door to the carriage open for her. "It's a bit warmer inside."

Hermione got back onto the carriage but before she could sit, Draco opened a door that was thought to have led outside but really to another room, much bigger. Magic had hidden the immensity of the actually inside for inside the carriage was everything you could imagine in a mansion.

"Drinks?" Draco offered as he walked towards the drink carts.

"No I'm fine…" She wasn't sure she could actually hold any liquor.

They both started to stand there, fidgeting a bit, like two school children that discovered they had a crush on each other.

"You look beautiful." Draco offered.

"You yourself clean up nice." Hermione said with a smile. "But I think we passed the small talk stage."

"I was just saying the first thing I thought when I saw you."

"Oh… Ummm, thank you."

And then, he couldn't take it anymore. The woman he had been pinning over for two years. The only woman that he was able to share everything with, that could keep him on his toes, make him feel, dare he say it, giddy, was standing in front of him. The woman that he knew he was in love with was right in front of his face.

"Hermione, I…"

"I'm sorry." She blurted. She had tears streaking down her face, tried to hold herself up.

He embraced her in his arms, holding her as she cried on his shoulder. "Shhhh…"

She pulled away and looked up at him with her twinkling brown eyes. "I'm sorry he died. If I took better care…"

"Shhh…" He whispered as he held onto her closer. "It's not your fault."

"But…"

He silently swayed with her, just trying to help her calm down. "Shhh…"

"His name was going to be David…"

After a few moments of silence, she pulled away a little and stared deep into his eyes. It was still there. That spark in his eyes, the sparks that made her fall in love with him in the first place. He leaned down as she moved up, meeting each other halfway. And it was perfect. The fireworks, those butterflies, all of it was still there. After two years, she still burned for him the same way she had two years previous.

They pulled apart as he smiled down at her. "I might still love you."

She broke into a huge grin. "I know I still love you."

Two people thought to be incapable of love found each other and found love within each other.

That was when he pulled out the velvet box as she gasped aloud. "I made a promise to Zabini and myself that I wouldn't be leaving without you tonight."

She looked from him to the diamond ring inside back to him. She knew what it meant and what would happen if she touched the box. As the clock struck one, they both vanished in thin air.

-end-