Malfoy's Dream


Late one evening Harry Potter was sitting on a stone bench waiting for a Ms. Hermione. The park was light with beautiful candles that let of a sweet fragrance. Harry had this deep secret that just kept getting bigger each and every day. He just couldn't get it out until…
"Harry?" asked Hermione.
"Yes Hermione," answered Harry.
"Do you truly love me?" she asked hoping for the right answer.
"Well Hermione… umm… I don't know how to say this… I mean I think I do… I can't…"
"Harry if you loved me you would know. You say you do but how can I be sure after you and Cho Chang," she said a little upset.
"Hermione will you let me finish?" said Harry.
"Ok Harry what is it?"
Getting down on one knee Harry pulled a small ring box from his pocket, "Hermione will you… umm… umm… marry me?"
"Oh Harry!" said Hermione in shock. "I don't know what to say."
"Start by saying…" started Harry. And then …