Soul Fire.

As Draco Curled his arms around her waist, and brought her down onto him, she felt something deep in her soul burning. Like the hidden desires we all being put into this one action. With this one man. In this one room. They were one soul. Draco felt what he was feeling, but it was like he could feel her. Her feelings were rushing through him as well. It was like they were now, together, one person. Hermione's mind spoke to her again. 'Hermione, say it, admit it. You love him. Speak it.' Hermione smiled outwardly, as Draco heard her sweet voice in his mind. She loved him. 'I can't believe it. I can't believe how much this woman makes me feel.' he said inwardly. Hermione heard his voice, ricocheting through her mind, in just more then a faint whisper. She gasped. He loved her. Draco Malfoy, loved her. The reached their end, and they lay, side by side, on his forest green sheets, gasping for breath, bodies both aching together, minds both following the same train of thought, searching for answers as to why they felt each other. Then suddenly something, a memory, flooded into Draco's mind, but also, into Hermione's.

flash back

Draco sat in a rocking chair, on his mothers lap. Eos was telling him a story, but he could not be more then 3 months old. He didn't even look like he could walk. She held him close to her.

"'Androclese sat next to the angel, watching her thoughtfully. She brushed her hand against his, and a fire emitted in his soul. Fire burned in her eyes, and she gripped his hand.' Poena, Sweet Heart, that is what happens when a God or Goddess finds their other half. Or their Soul Mate. They feel everything that the other one feels, and, even if they don't end up together, there is a hidden link between them. But sometimes, some gods and goddesses cant be together. Like the good and the evil, they would destroy the whole world in which we survive. Poena, you will marry a sweet young goddess and-" A man ran in carrying a wand.

"Hand over the prince, and noone gets hurt!" he yelled. He had long tasseled blonde hair, and large green eyes. They were more aqua. It was Lucius. He gripped onto Eos' hand, and ripped the child from her. The boy started to cry, loudly, alerting the attention of Adonis. Eos screamed for him to get the guards. But before he could return, Lucius Malfoy, was gone.

The man carried the baby down a cold, dark hall. He returned to a pale pink room, where a woman laid almost asleep. She had sweaty, matted hair, a tear streaked face, and she appeared to be in a lot of pain. "Lucius, Lucius where is my baby?" she questioned, gasping for breath. He felt heat rush to his eyes, but held in the tears. He knew he would have to tell her that her baby was dead someday. That the real Draco Adrian Malfoy did not survive child birth, but that day was not going to come soon. No. That day would never come. If he could avoid it. "Right here Narciassa. Here is our son." He handed over the tiny crying baby. She smiled down at the little blonde. He had sliver blonde hair and shocking blue eyes. A slightly pointed face, and tiny little hands. "My Draco, I will never let anything happen to you. Not now, not ever." she said, feeling strength coming back to her.

end

Draco sighed to himself. He was kidnaped. He was the product of fraud. He really was Poena Angelus. Draco Adrian Malfoy, the real one, never survived childbirth. Damn him! Damn Lucius. Hermione opened her eyes, and could not believe what she had just seen. A memory, that Draco could never have remembered, brought out by what had just taken place between them. Draco went to speak, but Hermione touched her index finger to his soft, pink lips. But as she went to speak, her mind went blank. She felt the same feeling flooding through her. Memory.

flash back

Mariquita Veneno sat, holing a tiny little girl, in a long white dress. Diosa had a smile on her face. "Yes sweety, mommy's here. Mommy wont leave you again." she said, giving the tiny little girl a big hug. They girl had long black hair, and chocolate brown eyes. She had ivory white skin, and the face of a cherub. She had tears in her eyes.

"Mommy, I missed you. I was lost, and I thought you and daddy would never come back." she said sulkily. Her mother chuckled lightly. But almost instantly, she was gone. The tiny little girl screamed loudly. A kind couple walked by, and saw the little girl crying for her mommy and daddy. The lady walked over to her, and said in a sweet kind voice, "are you lost angel?" Her tears dried up.

"No, my mommy just went away, she was here, hugging me, and now she's gone. But she didn't leave. The woman picked her up and said, "how about you come with us sweety?" she nodded and her big chocolate eyes filled with tears again. They took the toddler to the British Embassy in Spain, and signed to have the girl adopted. They said flat out no, that the child was of Spanish Heritage and could not leave the country. They left, and went to the airport. Taking the tiny girl with them. They got her a passport, and took her to Britain with them. They decided to call her Hermione, which meant eloquence. Because she looked smart. She then became Hermione Sadie Granger.

end

Hermione was in tears. Her parents did not abandon her, they disappeared. They fell into darkness, past Hades. Draco held onto her, having also seen the vision, knew how she felt. They were both lies. He was Poena Angelus, and she was Diosa Sangre. They were just existing together. The only two of their kind here on earth, living fake lives. They didn't have parents. They had lies. Draco suddenly got an idea. "Hermione-" he started, but she cut him off.

"Call me Ebony. That's what Diosa means, so just... just call me that from now on. That name. That name means nothing to me anymore." she spat venomously. He smiled slightly.

"Then you can call me Darigan. It means Evil Dragon. And I like it." he smiled slightly, making her smile. She had a feeling of passion rising in her again. She knew now that they belonged together. She just wished that he felt it too. He looked at her, and felt her heart beating in his chest. The love she had for him spilling out of her into him, and he knew. He knew right then that they were Soul Mates, One flame, Fitting Pieces, Joined Hearts. Destined to be together forever. "Ebony, I Love You. I have since the day we met. And I swore that day, that warm sunny day that I would love you forever." He said. He kissed her lips and held her to him. He thought something was missing, and flicked his wand, and music came on. It was a beautiful song, that summed up Hermione's feelings for him, and his for her.