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A/N: This is the last chapter; yes my first fanfic is now officially finished. I'm so happy. Anyway thank you to anyone who has actually taken the time to read this and review it.
Draco and Hermione were lounging in their normal meeting place, the unused section of the library. "So what do you think Harry and Ron will do?" Hermione asked, staring at Draco, intent on getting an answer out of him.
But despite her glance on him, he didn't answer immediately but just kept on tracing lazy circles on her shoulder with his fingers, making her shiver in delight. "Do you honestly think I really care?" he answered back, giving up on ignoring her.
"No, we don't think you do. That's why Ron and I have come to a decision," Harry spoke softly, startling Draco and Hermione, who had not realised that Ron and Harry were in fact standing over them.
Hermione quickly got to her feet, shortly followed by Draco. They both narrowed their eyes at the eavesdroppers.
"What sort of decision?" Draco asked, warily, taking Hermione's hand in his, ignoring Ron's dark look.
"And how long have you been standing there?" Hermione added, beginning to blush.
"Not long." Harry answered her, then turned back to address Draco, "we," he gestured at himself and Ron, "have come to the decision that if you want us to really believe that you really do feel for each other, then you will have to announce your relationship in front of the whole school."
Hermione quickly turned her attention to Draco, who was still squeezing her hand. She wasn't sure what he would decide, 'what if that's it and he just ends it. I mean I know how he feels but... I just don't know,' Hermione thought, as others ran franticly through her head.
Draco smirked at them, "is that all?" he sneered, then he started dragging Hermione towards the great hall, after all, it was dinner, the whole school should be in there.
"That's a nasty trick," Ron commented once they were out of earshot, anger forgotten. Harry nodded and grinned.
Draco threw the doors to the great hall open, making everyone jump out of their skins and stare at the fuss he was making.
Draco didn't take any notice of any of the looks he was getting but instead carried on dragging Hermione, who was hiding behind her hair, towards the teacher's table.
Once reaching the table he proceeded to stand on top of it and pulled Hermione up after him. "Everyone shut your mouths!" he shouted, rather unnecessarily since everyone in the great hall were already silent and were patiently waiting for him to speak and had been since he and Hermione had stepped over the threshold to the great hall. "Hermione and I have something to tell you all," he paused to glare at them all, for no apparent reason, "since a little after the start of this school year Hermione and I have been together."
"As a couple," Hermione interjected.
They waited for their shocked expressions to come and outraged yells, but none of them ever came. It was like they already knew… and they had, thanks to three certain people and a potions class that they had all conveniently forgotten.
"I can't believe they knew, I feel so stupid!" Draco muttered, harshly, burying his face further into Hermione hair, while she sat in his lap.
Hermione giggled, watching the sunset from her position under the willow tree by the lake. They had been there since after their 'announcement', Hermione had explained to him how much she loved watching nightfall and the colours reflecting off the water, so here she was sitting on Draco's lap, enjoying the sensation his breath had on her neck had on her.
"When have you ever been stupid," she joked, not thinking.
Draco turned his head to look at her. The sunlight had a beautiful effect of her, not that she wasn't always beautiful, because she was. Well, she was in Draco's opinion. He closed his eyes and yet again turned away from her as he remembered what he used to believe and how he had treated her because of it.
Hermione tightened her grip on him, as if she knew what he was thinking - and she did, she'd recognize that look anytime. "Please don't Draco, you know how I've forgiven you for all that."
He nodded though he still looked pretty upset. His thoughts retreated back to what had happened earlier. "What did Blaise think he was doing? Spoiling our limelight, the bastard!"
She smiled, glad of the change of subject. "You seem to be forgetting last potions class," the smile dropped from her face and her eyes became wide, "or the lack of it. Oh dear, I wonder what I missed. Maybe I should ask to copy someone's notes?"
He silenced her with his lips; soon all thoughts of schoolwork had been dashed from her mind.
Running out of air, she gradually pulled back from the far too eager Draco. "You know," she gasped, "you still haven't met my mother…" she smirked as he froze, looking shocked but like the Malfoy he was he quickly regained his composure.
"We'll talk about it later," he said, then frowned. "Remember to breathe this time," he suggested to her. Before she could reply he gently pushed her down into the grass. "Yes, definitely later," he whispered, and then descended his lips upon hers.
