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Anyone heard of 'It's getting hot in here' by Nelly? It rocks! I have to add all these stories to my favorites & alerts list. This sucks. Anyone played Tetris? It rocks too. My mum got me 'The O.C. complete first season' to keep me busy for these 2 weeks. I have bloody holidays.

It's the first day of holidays and you should be expecting this story to end soon because I get TWO WHOLE WEEKS to finish it. But if you DO NOT REVIEW for this chapter THIS STORY will seriously END. So don't try and get away without reviewing. If I do not get TWENTY REVIEWS for this chapter this STORY ENDS. No objections. Even those who do not like this story should review and tell me what I did wrong.

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CHAPTER 21-LEAVING AND PLANNING

Hermione came back out wearing-

What she wore before. Nothing special. Except that she donned Draco's ring in her hand. The fire's glow radiated off her ring.

"Sorry Draco I forgot to do something." Hermione said as she paused in front of Draco, who was lying on the floor, bewildered.

"Oh sure! After I propose, who just leap out in the most romantic moment of both of our lives. And I thought you sai-" but Hermione broke him off with a kiss.

After Hermione finished packing the night before they left, she went through the bathroom, and knocked on Draco's door.

When she thought about it, she had never been in his room before. Half angry, for reason unknown to her, and half curious, she pushed the door open to find Draco sleeping in his bed.

She smiled.

He hadn't slept in his own bed for what seemed like months, except those two days they didn't sleep together because of their bet. His cupboards were covered in a thin layer of dust. His sating sheets were cold, except for the place that he was sleeping in.

Hermione sat on the floor next to the bed and stared at the peaceful Draco. She brushed a few platinum blond hairs away from his face. He stirred but did not wake.

"He hasn't packed any of his things."She sighed and looked around the room.

"Well I guess I've got some more packing to do."

She stood up and took her wand out of her pocket. With a few waves of the wand all of his clothes, books, colognes, toiletries and boxers (there were quite a few of those) were folded and made smaller and put into his trunk.

Then she slipped underneath the covers of his bed and circled her arms around his waist. He woke this time and turned towards her.

"Hey" he yawned.

"Hi. Did you know I've never been in your room?"

He didn't answer her but after stretching a bit, he tucked a few stranded hairs behind her ear. He kissed her on the mouth slowly. She ran her hair through his soft hair.

He nibbled on her lower lip playfully and she opened her mouth to let his tongue in. Their tongues rubbed against each other. This kiss wasn't a battle of dominance, but a loving one. A sensual dance of tongues just for no reason. Just love.

"Ahhh…Miss Granger, what are you planning to do for work?" Professor McGonagall asked her, wiping a tear away from her face hastily.

"Well I plan on being an Auror." Hermione smiled. Any one could tell that the smile was fake. She looked back at Hogwarts. It looked old and rusty from a distance, but that was the beauty of it. A lonely rusty castle hiding many unknown secrets. It was beautiful in all its loneliness.

This would be the last time she was going to look back at Hogwarts in her school uniform. This school was where she made best friends, boyfriends, and her true love.

Salty tears dropped from her eyelids and onto her Hogwarts uniform as she climbed into a carriage taking her to the train.

Draco joined her after waving to Professor Snape, and soon Harry, Ginny and Blaise came along with them.

"So what are you all doing after you get your marks?" Hermione asked.

"Well, I am going to try for any Quidditch team that needs new playersbut if I don't get anything, I' gonna be an Auror." Harry said.

"Blaise?" Hermione turned to him.

"I'm going to be working for the department of Mysteries with Draco." Blaise straightened up proudly.

"Why do you both get to work in the Department of Mysteries?" Ginny asked curiously.

"Because our fathers signed a contract with one of the Death Eaters who worked there so that we could find out secrets that the idiot Voldemort wanted." Draco answered while rolling his eyes at the thought of Voldemort.

"Hermione why didn't you wear that thing that we bought in that store that day?" Ginny asked Hermione angrily the next day on the train back home after she talked about the engagement.

"What thing?" Harry asked. Draco looked at Ginny curiously as well.

"Because I thought of something else!" Hermione hissed through gritted teeth. They both turned to the boys and smiled.

"What is going on?" Draco asked, putting his wizard cards down (he was playing with Harry) and turning his full attention on the girls.

"Nothing…" Hermione said innocently.

"You know you can't hide anything from me, I'll just wait until you blurt it out. While moaning in ecstacy." He mumbled so that no one would hear him.

"What was that Malfoy?" Harry asked.

"What? I didn't say anything other than I'll just wait until you blurt it out!"

"Ok…"

One week later

Hermione was playing on the computer at her house and listening to music. Obviously, because she thought she was all alone, she jumped out of her chair and started dancing crazy.

She didn't realize that as she was dancing Draco apparated out of thin air in the middle of her room. He saw her dancing so fun and carefree. Twirling and jumping while shaking her body.

He fell in love with her all over again.

She spun around the room very quickly and stopped dead on time in a pose as the song finished. Draco thought that she was a natural.

He walked toward her and pulled her to him by the waist. She looked at him with wide brown eyes. He kissed her fully on the lips. She moaned and ran her hands through his soft hair.

He pulled away and took a deep breadth. "You never told me you could dance like that!" he said.

"Oh! I didn't! Well let me tell you Mr Malfoy, every morning you will be waking up to the best dancer that you will meet. I was asked be the dance choreographer for lots of muggle celebrities. I value my dancing very much. It's one thing that comes to me naturally." She said smugly.

"You're going to be a dance choreographer?" he asked, surprised.

"Yup! I was going to tell you today." She smiled widely. He could tell that she was very happy.

"I'm really proud of you Hermione." He hugged her. She hugged him back ecstatically.

"You have to come over to my house tomorrow. My mum is going hysteric with planning the wedding. She wants to talk to you and ask where it should be and what we're all going to wear, bla bla bla…" he rolled his eyes and smiled as he met Hermione's warm brown eyes. They kissed deeply for a few more minutes.

"Hermione?" her dad knocked on the door. After no-one answered he opened the door. Hermione and Draco pulled apart immediately.

"Oh hey dad!" Draco greeted as he waved. He had called him dad ever since Hermione told him to. But he actually felt that this man was almost like a real dad to him.

"Hello Draco. We're having dinner. Would you like to join us?"

"Sure he would!" Hermione said enthusiastically.

the next day

"Hermione Darling!" Narcissa Malfoy pulled Hermione into a bone squeezing hug. Hermione smiled feebly and prayed that she wouldn't die from loss of oxygen.

"Hello Mrs Malfoy…" she smiled, relieved that she was not dead.

"Why all the formalities! We've met almost everyday for the past week. Call me Narcissa! Besides, it will be so confusing when you become Mrs Malfoy as well…" she showed off her pearly white teeth while smiling.

Narcissa Malfoy was a very big show off, when it came to her things. But she was still a lovely friendly person. She kept secrets if you told her to as long as it wasn't something like plotting to kill the world.

She was the one who anonymously spread rumours that Lucius was a Death Eater.

"Alright then…Narcissa…shall we go on and plan the wedding?" Hermione pulled her towards the dining room. They always planned the wedding over there.

END OF CHAPTER

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