Title: Silver Locket

Summary: Draco Malfoy gave a locket to Em, the girl he loves, before she is forced to leave her home. Now, in his seventh year at Hogwarts, he is finding clues that she may be there with him!

Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, I don't own, so you can't sue!

Note: I am just going to call Emily Hermione for now so you don't get confused. They are still the same person though.

Chapter Two

Hermione gaped. How did he know? Well, she hadn't really done an excellent job of hiding herself, but he had never even thrown her a second glance before. He had completely forgotten her and that was what stung the most. How could he have remembered now after six years? Why hadn't he said anything before? And why had he fainted? Maybe he was on drugs. Hermione immediately ruled that option out. Draco had never done drugs and never intended to. Was he drunk? Maybe he didn't eat.

Draco moaned. His eyes fluttered but didn't open. He began thrashing about, trying to escape... something.

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"No Father! I don't want to forget! Please! I love her!" Lucius paused at those words but continued anyway. It was that hesitation that screwed up the Memory Charm he put on his son that night. However, it worked well enough. Little did Lucius know that seven years from that night, the spell would begin to disintegrate. Little by little, Draco began to remember the girl that changed his life.

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"Draco?" Hermione asked frantically. "What's wrong? What's the matter?" These words reminded her of a night long in the past but she refused to think about it. Her mind acted on its own, however. Memories flooded back as she remembered the night she had lost Draco.

Tears filled her eyes as she thought about the words she had said to him.

"I will always love you, no matter what you do. Please don't give in to your father; you know it's wrong. And I promise you this; we will meet again."

Hermione knew she had been right. She had always loved him. She still did even though he didn't remember her.

"Em... I love you," said a voice quietly. She looked at Draco, quickly wiping the tears from her eyes. His eyes were closed however. He must be dreaming. Well, at least he dreamed about her.

Hermione leaned over him to see if he would react. Nope. He must be asleep or something. She looked at his face and saw that he had changed a lot over the summer. He had gotten rid of the long hair she had despised, and his build was a lot more muscular. To put it bluntly, he was sexy.

Before she knew it, Hermione was wrapped in Draco's embrace. Merlin, he must have some very intimate dreams involving me. That must mean... he still loves me? Well, he did just say that in his sleep and now he's putting his arms around you! What do you think?

She didn't have time to argue with herself. Draco's lips were suddenly pressed against her own in a passionate kiss. Oh yes. Very intimate dreams. Hermione found herself kissing him back when he opened his eyes.

He gently pulled away. "Why are you kissing me?" he asked. Hermione gasped and leapt back. He had found her out.

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"You... look familiar," Draco said suddenly, gazing at her face. There was something about her he couldn't place, but he knew he had known her before. Could it be? Could it be her?

"I- I," she stuttered. Taking a deep breath, she decided not to blow her cover just yet. "I don't know. You were kissing me while you were dreaming or something. You said, 'Em... I love you.' So it's obvious that you meant to kiss whoever that was." Tears fought to overcome her but she kept them at the back of her eyes.

"Em?" he whispered. "Hmmm... Thanks, Granger." He stood and started to walk out of the compartment.

"Wait!" she cried out. She couldn't keep it from him any longer. "I... I... I think you should eat something. That's probably why you passed out." Draco nodded and walked away.

As soon as he was gone, Hermione broke down and cried.