A/N: Sorry for the long wait yet again. I've been doing a lot of thinking and spending a lot of time working on this chapter to get it perfect. So I hope you all really enjoy reading it and none of you get disappointed. So here is the very last and final chapter to Dreaming Reality. It all comes down to this chapter. How will it end? (Well of course I know) but you'll just have to read on to find out.

On that note…I just want to say thanks to you all. I can't believe just how well both of these stories did. It's truly mind-boggling. Never in a million years would I have though that I would be doing a sequel to my first story. (And yeah I know I say that like every time but it's true) But you all are probably like 'shut up so we can read it already.' Ha ha.

Have fun and enjoy!

Chapter Fifteen
Join Me in Death

"Where is she?" Ginny blurted out across the corridor to Harry.

"I dunno. We've looked everywhere." Harry replied. Suddenly Ron came rushing down the hallway in their direction.

"Anything?" Harry asked as Ron approached, breathing rather heavy.

"Nothing." Ron panted. "She's not in the library." He finished once he caught his breath again.

"She not at hers and Draco's common room either." Ginny chimed in.

"Nor is she at Gryffindor Tower." Harry stated.

"Where the bloody hell could she be?" Ron said with great panic.

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"So what do I do?"

Silence filled the room around Hermione and Professor Trelawney. "There's nothing I can do." Hermione whispered, sitting in the desk in front of Trelawney's. Trelawney stared at her with the deepest of sympathy. "My time is up…isn't it?"

Trelawney continued to remain silent, watching Hermione stare down at her lap. "It's time I just realized that." Tears gently rolled down her cheeks and she quickly wiped them away. "I just dunno what to think anymore." Hermione started up again. "Everything's getting stranger by the second. I mean I had a bizarre dream again the other night and when I awoke…." Her voice trailed off.

"Yes, Miss Granger." Trelawney answered from behind her desk.

Hermione made a face of bewilderment. "Draco...was… staring at me." Trelawney remained silent, looking at Hermione weird. "He was sitting on my bed…watching me sleep." She looked up to face her teacher.

Trelawney blinked repeatedly as if something was stuck in her eye. "Umm…staring at you?"

Hermione looked away, as if feeling embarrassed. "Yes." She answered slowly.
"Well I wouldn't think anything out it, Dear." Trelawney answered. "He probably just got in there when you awoke…making it seem as though he was watching you." She nodded as if agreeing with herself.

"You think?" Hermione asked. "Yeah I guess. I mean. But…I dunno. It all just seems…too unreal. I mean there was that other time when he totally flipped out on me about the whole Blaise thing, which was completely not like him at all."

Trelawney opened her mouth to reply but Hermione quickly commented on what she had just said. "I mean…" Her voice trailed off as she sighed, looking down at her hands that rested on her lap. "What am I saying? I mean…all of this really does seem unreal, you know?" she took a pause as she looked up at Professor Trelawney. "The bet, the falling in love, the visions, the whole reborn thing, Pansy's plans. I just…"

Her voice trailed off again.

"I just don't know what's real from what's not. I dunno who I can trust and who I can't. I don't even know who's who and who's just playing someone."

"God." She whispered as she turned her head to face the windows, running her fingers through her hair as she did. "Isn't it Draco's choice who he wants to be with?" she asked Trelawney. "Is Pansy that goddamn selfish? I mean if I wasn't the one he chose and he ended up with Pansy…" tears began their way down her cheeks slowly again. "I would be happy seeing him and knowing that he was happy too."

By now tears began to fall rapidly down her cheeks.

Trelawney stared straight across at Hermione, watching her with her head in her hands.

"Ok." Trelawney began as she jumped up from behind her desk. Hermione looked up, a little startled by the sound of her voice. "I have no choice but to go to Dumbledore again." Hermione looked up from the desk she sat at to find Trelawney heading for the door. "I've already been to him hundreds of times and each time I've been turned away...but this has gone on far enough."

She turned back around to face Hermione just as she open the classroom door in fury. "I will not let Miss Parkinson get away with this, Hermione. No student of mine is going to be harassed." She turned around once more to face the door. "Hurry up and fine Mr. Malfoy and then go straight to Professor Dumbledore's office, Miss Granger. I will meet you there." Hermione shook her head in understanding. And with that Professor Trelawney set off in the direction of Dumbledore's office at once, leaving Hermione sitting at her desk, staring at the spot Trelawney once stood.

She sat there, apparently a little dazed from her thoughts. Never in a million years would she have thought that she would be sitting here talking with Trelawney about something as serious as this…or talking at all for that matter.

But here she was…sitting in front of Professor Trelawney's desk, spilling out her heart and soul and looking for guidance as she had done so many times before. Suddenly realizing what Trelawney had told her, Hermione jumped up abruptly, pulling herself from her thoughts.

"Ok. I have to fine Draco…and fast." She told herself as she headed for the classroom door. She ran into the corridor and immediately hit something hard causing her to be knocked backwards onto the floor.

"Ouch." She let out as someone called out her name.

"Hermione?" they said again. "I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there. I was trying to find you and didn't expect….are you ok?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." She replied suddenly catching sight of a hand being outstretched. Hermione took it and Ron helped her up from the floor. She quickly brushed off her skirt, robes and the rest of her Hogwarts uniform. "Say, why were you looking for me anyway?" she added, turning her gaze on Ron.

"We've all being looking for you. Harry, Ginny, and myself that is. We even got Dean, Luna and some of the other Gryffindors to look for you. But that's beside the point. "He added quickly, seeing the impatient look Hermione was giving. "Hermione, listen." He picked up again. "I need to talk to you about Draco." He no sooner got the words out when Hermione was already sticking up a hand for him to stop. She began to walk away…wishing to hear no more.

"N-N-N-No. It's not like that, Mione." Ron said in protest, following after Hermione. "This is really important."

"Would you just stop and listen to me?" he added, grabbing her arm and twisting her around.

"NO! Ron." Hermione almost shouted. "I'm done listening to you. Why should I listen when you can't even listen to me?" He let go of her as she back up a little. "I know you're only trying to help and I know you're only doing this because you care and you're concerned…but the true is…you're really not helping. And I'm tired of arguing with you about this. So just stop already. Ok?"

But she didn't give Ron even the slightest second to answer. She turned on her heal and quickly headed down the corridor and around the corner before Ron even had time to realize what had happened.

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"What!" Ginny squeaked in horror, slapping herself in the forehead with her palm as she sat on the floor near the fire at Gryffindor Tower. "You're kidding...right? Please tell me you are kidding."

Ron shook his head 'No' and hung his head in shame while Harry sighed in frustration. "But didn't you tell her it was really important? Didn't you tell her what Ginny and I overheard?"

"I told her it was extremely important but she wouldn't listen. She was off before I could get out another word." Ron said from the couch.

Harry sighed again as he leaned back in the arm chair near the fireplace. "Well there's just got to be something we can do."

"Well we could have told her and stopped her from making a HUGE mistake if someone didn't let her get away." Ginny said, still sitting on the floor, resting her head on Harry's leg. "For all we know she could be dead by now." She said in fury.

"Don't look at me, Ginny. It's not my fault." He pointed to himself. "It's not like I asked for this to happen."

"Well then who's fault is it, Ron? None of us found her leaving Trelawney's classroom. None of us had the chance to tell her but you. And you would think that giving the damn situation, you would have done all that you could to get her to listen…wouldn't you?"

"Well obviously, Ginny, it's Pansy Parkinson's and-----"

"ALRIGHT ALREADY! Knock it off you guys. Arguing is not helping in our favor." Harry shouted and both Ron and Ginny suddenly fell silent. "We have to help Hermione. Fighting is only slowing us down and right now we really don't have much time left."

He got up and walked behind the couch, causing Ron to turn to see him better. Ginny got up and plopped down in the armchair Harry once sat. "It's not Ron's fault, Ginny. If any one of us found her…she still probably wouldn't have listened----"

"Yes but if any one of us found her we would have done everything in our power----" she began as she sneered at Ron but he quickly turned his gaze upon her and cut her off.

"Would you give it a rest, Ginny? Are you even listening to what Harry is saying?"

Ginny opened her mouth to argue back but Harry quickly pressed on as if nothing had interrupted him. "Ron, do you have any idea where she was headed? I mean…did she tell you anything?"

"No." Ron answered.

"Oh, how convenient." Ginny muttered.

"What?" Both Harry and Ron said in union, turning their gaze upon her.

"Ok, I'm not saying that she would have told you but doesn't this all seem a little too suspicious?"

"What are you saying?" Ron blurted out.

"I'm not saying anything. I'm just making a point….how do we really know what's real? I mean I was in on it the first time…along time ago. I was manipulated. This time it could be any one of us. Right?" she took a pause. "Even someone so close to us. Someone we would never suspect."

"You're saying something." Ron said, adding a slight defensive note in his voice. Harry remained silent, listening to the two badgering each other. "You're trying to say I'm in on it…aren't you? That somehow Pansy manipulated me. Is that right?"

"Well that seems accurate. I mean…why was it you who found her? You could have done anything to stop her. You could have brought her to us if she wouldn't listen to you. You could have ran after her, refuse to let her go until she let you explain. Or what about…followed after her—undetected---to see where she was going?"

"Ok. It seems to me like you're being the suspicious one, Ginny." Ron said jumping up. Harry opened his mouth in protest but Ron quickly pressed on. "So what do you want me to say? 'Yes, Ginny. I'm in on the plan to get rid of Hermione because you see…Pansy told me all about Hermione's and Harry's love affair. And being the envious, love sick, little boy that I am…I got soooo jealous because Hermione was trying to steal my man…Harry.'" He looked away, pretending to feel hurt as he wiped away an invisible tear.

Harry looked down at the floor, trying to fight and hold back his laughter.

"Is that what you want to hear, Ginny?"

Ginny sneered at Ron with the deepest of hatred but continued to remain silent.

"You don't have to make fun you know?" She whispered. "And besides. You don't have to take it out on me if your infatuation with Harry has grown so much that you're willing to team of with Pansy just to get rid of the one girl you cared about more then any other." She grinded her teeth as she spoke, getting even more heated. She jumped up from her seat as well.
Ron sneered. "I thought you weren't going to tell anyone---"

"Oh come off it, Ron." Harry spoke up. "It's so obvious. Everyone knows. But enough ok? I'm tired of listening to you two." He added quickly before Ron could reply. "It's time we did something instead of sitting here talking. Look at all the time we have wasted already. If you two want to sit here and argue, then fine by me. But I'm going to help Mione." And with that Harry was out of the portrait before either one of them even had time to blink.

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"Ok, why is it so bloody hard to find anyone is this blasted school?" Hermione sighed finally plopping down on the couch at hers and Draco's common room. "He's not in here. I already looked in the Great Hall and there's no reason for him to be a Gryffindor Tower. He's obviously not with the other Slytherins because I just came from there."

Hermione got up and began passing the floor, thinking rather hard. She quickly sat back down on the couch, feeling rather restless.

She got up abruptly and walked out of the portrait hole. Hermione continued to walk down the corridors. Not knowing where she was going, she let her feet carry her all the way to the entrance hall where she stopped at the double doors leading to the Hogwards grounds.

She pushed the doors open and ran out into the chilly night. Hermione still had no idea why she was going out here…but something just told her to and she couldn't help but let herself be drifted. She finally stopped when she got to the clear and calm lake, the moon reflection resting peaceful on the lakes surface.

"I thought I might find you there." Came a voice behind Hermione and she quickly turned around and gasped at the sight of the owner of that voice. She stared wide-eyed for a second.

"How did you…?"

"How did I know you were out here?" Pansy finished for Hermione. "Granger. Granger. Granger. Tonight is the night. Your anniversary. It has been over hundreds of years…on this very exact night. The night that your destiny and fate took shape."

"But…if you know." Hermione started, taken aback for a second. "Then that means…." Pansy smiled.

"That's right." Pansy continued to smile evilly toward Hermione. "I'm just like you. I was reborn too."

Hermione, even already knowing that, gasped. "But that can't be." She practically choked on her words.
"It's about time you face the facts, Hermione, instead of running from your past…your future." Pansy took a pause as Hermione continued to watch her rather closely. "I mean…I guess you have tried, haven't you? But it wasn't good enough I'm afraid, was it?" she taunted. "You see, for I have always been one step head of you. And I do mean always. It's rather helpful—for me at least---to get visions."

"No." Hermione whispered, taking a step backwards a little.

"I'm afraid it's true." Pansy sneered, moving closer to Hermione. "Although, Granger, you would have known that if only you hadn't jumped to conclusions and would have listened to your stupid little friends."

"No." Hermione whispered again, shaking her head, refusing to believe any of this. She knew this day would soon come but even then, standing here on the cold, eerie school grounds…everything hit her hard with dread. "This can't be happening. I know this is not really real."

"Oh but it is, Granger. STOP RUNNING AND EXCEPT IT AS IT IS!" Pansy shouted insanely.

"You're mental, you know that? You're sick and twisted and you need help, Pansy." Hermione said firmly, looking Pansy dead in the eyes. Pansy never replied. Instead she just stood there and glared hard at Hermione.

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"Oh my god. Oh my GOD!" Ginny started, pacing the floor of Trelawney's empty classroom. "What do we do? What do we----" she was suddenly cut off by muffled sounds of moaning.

She looked around the room, stumped on where it could be coming from. She turned her gaze over on Harry, who was standing by Professor Trelawney's desk with his arm crossed and then on Ron, who was sitting on the window sill.

They all looked around at each other. Apparently Ron and Harry had heard it too.

"Where is…?" Ron started.

Without answering, Ginny moved over to the closet door and stopped in front of it. Harry walked over and stopped at Ginny's right just as Ron got up and soon stood to Ginny's left. They all stood in front of the closet door, leaning forward, faces close together and mouths open as they listening intently as more muffled sounds came from the other side.

"What do you think is in there?" Ron asked, not taking his eyes from the door. Neither did the other two.

"I guess the only way to find out is to----"

"Open it?" Ginny finished for Harry. "I really hope it's not Hermione in there." Ginny suddenly shrieked. All three of them shared glances of despair.

Harry suddenly wrenched open the closet door and….

"PROFESSOR TRELAWNEY?" All three of them screamed in shock, yet somehow they knew it was kind of obvious.

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Thunder rumbled throughout the sky and Hermione quickly looked up. It wasn't a clear night sky as it had been the night before. Instead it was eerie looking and cloudy.
"Where's Draco?" Hermione finally let out.
"Oh but that's the best part. Haven't you figured it out?"

Just as Pansy got out the words, a tall, dark figure walked slowly toward them and Hermione smiled. She ran up to Draco as he continued to walk up to both her and Pansy, and fell into his arms, causing him to stop in his place.

Pansy, who was standing in front of them, watched as Draco grabbed Hermione by the wrists and pushed her off. He continued to walk toward Pansy as if nothing had stopped him. Hermione's gaze fell to the ground as her back continued to face them both now. Confusion spread across her face as tears gently and slowly rolled down her cheeks. "Why?" Was all she could manage to get out in a faint whisper.

Raindrops began to fall slightly, leaving a showering mist upon them.

"It was all an act." Draco replied to Hermione as he stood in front of Pansy. "A fake." Hermione turned to face them just in time to find Pansy pressing her mouth on Draco's. She quickly looked away in disgust.

Draco then turned around to face Hermione; Pansy standing close behind him. "I… I should've known." Hermione sniveled. "You did this once…but...but I thought. I thought back then you really did care. And now----"

"What can I say?" Pansy interrupted, still standing in back of Draco and glaring at Hermione. "Shit happens."

Hermione looked up and stared into those cold silvery-blue eyes. "I refuse to believe that's really you." She spoke softly, ignoring Pansy completely. She shook her head. "I wouldn't be surprised if that was really Zabini and his STUPID polyjuice potion. Draco looked away.

"Sorry to disappoint you." He whispered. "It's really me, baby." He added, regaining his evil, cold tone as he looked back up and glared hard at her.

And with that, Blaise came strutting out from the shadows and Hermione gasped and began to cry harder, for reality was finally setting in and she knew Draco, the real Draco, was indeed standing before her.

Blaise stopped at Draco's side and sneered at Hermione. Pansy wrapped her arms around Draco's waist as she twirled around to his other side. She laughed menacingly.

"You DICK!" Hermione shouted. "I trusted you." She took a pause. "You can't get away with this. None of you. I'm supposed to meet Professor Trelawney and Professor Dumbledore. They'll know I'm missing if I'm not there and they'll come looking for me."

"Yeah. About that." Pansy said, letting go of Draco and walking slightly toward Hermione. "That's not going to happen. See, you suspected we were using the polyjuice potion on the wrong people."

Hermione stood there silent, listening intently to Pansy. "Ok, so you were right about Blaise using it on Harry but you obviously know now that he did not use it on Draco." She smirked. "However, you didn't expect that I would be using it as well"
"You were using in on Dumbledore?" Blaise asked stupidly.

"NO, you twit!" Pansy said annoyed as she turned her head to face Blaise. She quickly turned her gaze back upon Hermione. "You see, it's rather helpful when you get visions of your own and it's definitely helpful that Draco can see your visions when he touches your skin—because then I know what's going on in your head even if I don't see it in my visions—but its definitely an extra bonus when I hear things straight from your own mouth."

"Trelawney." Hermione whispered, feeling quite stupid at this point.

Rain began to pour down harder now.

"Too right you are." Pansy continued. "I went to her the first day back and she told me all about visions. That's how I was able to feed you so much information. I had to get you to trust me so that you were able to tell me anything and everything." She took a pause as she paced in-between Draco, Blaise and Hermione.

"Didn't you think it was the oddest think that 'Trelawney' knew that you had visions and where you got your first two before you even told her?" she asked, stopping in front of Hermione again.

"Well yeah." Hermione answered. "But I didn't think…."

"Well of course I knew because I saw in my visions…. but enough chit-chat." Pansy added almost in a shout, standing a few feet from Draco's left and Zabini, who still stood to the right of Draco, shifted nervous glances from Pansy to Draco to Hermione and back again. "Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"

"Wait wait!" Hermione stuck out her hands to stop Pansy from continuing. "Why are you doing this still? I mean you have Draco. He's on your side, remember?"

"I'm doing. What. I should have been done. Along. Time ago." She spoke through clutching teeth now. "I can't have you getting in the way again, now can I?"

"DRACO?" Pansy shouted into the chilly, rainy night as if giving some kind of cue.
Draco reached into the inside pocket of his robes and pulled out a gun. Hermione winced at the sight of it, for she knew what was about to happen. Sure she could have pulled out her wand, she probably should have done that in the beginning but she was so mixed with shock, hurt, dread… that she couldn't possibly think straight.

Hermione closed her eyes tight---raindrops clinging to her face--- as Draco pointed the gun straight for her.

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"But I saw…" Ron stammered as he pointed to the classroom door. "I thought…" he turned away from the closet, putting a hand over his open mouth and his stomach as if he were going to be sick or something.

Ron then walked away, back over to the window and sat down on its sill.

Ginny and Harry, on the other hand, remained standing perfectly still as they stared down at Trelawney. She had a piece of tape across her mouth and a bump on her head where someone obviously knocked her out a number of times. Not to mention her hands were tied behind her back and her feet were also tied together with rope.

"Oh my god!" Ginny finally let out as she knelt down beside the professor. "Who did this to you, Professor?" she added, ripping off the tape.

"I'm not sure." She replied as Ginny and Harry began to untie her and then help her from the closet floor. "It was…oh my." Trelawney sighed as they began to help her out of the closet. "I'm afraid I don't remember."

"It's ok, Professor." Ginny insured her.

"Yeah, just take it easy." Harry chimed in.

"Umm, you guys?" Ron stared as Ginny and Harry looked up at him. He froze there, still sitting on the window sill, pointing out the window at the school grounds.

"What is it, Ron?" Harry said impatiently. He opened his mouth in reply but nothing came out. Instead he just pointed.

"HOLY SHIT!" Ginny blurted out before she even knew what she had said. Harry's mouth dropped open and both him and Ginny let go of Trelawney, causing her to fly back into the closet door and roll facedown inside the closet.

No one even flinched or reacted at all for that matter to the loud crash of Professor Trelawney's body hitting the closet floor.

Instead they stared out the window, watching the sight of Pansy, Draco, Hermione and Blaise.

"I knew it! I tried to tell her but she just wouldn't----"

"Enough, Ron." Ginny practically shouted as they all finally snapped back to reality. "Save it for after she's dead because if you don't stop your complaining we're definitely not getting down there in time."

All three of them quick scrambled to the door and ran out and down the corridor. Harry and Ginny quickly stopped. They shared glances and turned around quickly.

"What is it…?" Ron asked watching them double back but hastily followed after them. The trio tried to get back into Trelawney's classroom all at once but got stuck in the doorway.

"Sorry, Professor." Harry said once inside again, rushing into the closet.

"That's quite alright, James." She said to Harry as he knelt down beside her. Ginny laughed, hovering over them.

"I think she thinks you are your father, Harry."

"Oh look." Trelawney continued. "Molly's here to." And Ginny made a weird face but Ron and Harry smirked.

"Listen, Professor." Harry added seriously as they helped her up once again. "We need you to go to Dumbledore, tell him to meet us outside by the lake. It's very important."

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Hermione closed her eyes tighter, the tears from her eyes rolling down her face. She became tenser as she awaited her fate; to die by the hands of the man she thought she knew and loved.

"What are you waiting for?" Pansy said impatiently. Draco turned his gaze over to Pansy but never lowered the gun from Hermione.

"Why don't you shut THE FUCK UP, Parkinson." Draco bellowed, his anger rising a little. Hermione opened her eyes to find that Pansy had indeed listened to Draco and was now looking down at her feet. Draco turned his gaze back upon Hermione and she gave another flinch.

"I thought I knew you." Hermione whispered into the rainy and dreadful night. "I thought you had changed." Draco closed his eyes, listening to Hermione's every word. "I thought I loved you…but…" she looked over at the lake and stared out as far as her gaze would let her. "I don't."

Such firm words.

Draco swallowed hard, his eyes still closed.

Blaise started to move slightly toward Hermione, completely undetected by the rest.
Hermione turned her gaze toward Draco once more and could sense a state of uneasiness. "This is not happening. This can't be. This is not what I saw in my vision. I saw Pansy getting ready to shoot me…not you."

Draco didn't reply.

"I hate you…you son of a bitch." Hermione thought, knowing he could hear every word. Draco opened his eyes and stared straight into her face as did she.

He cocked the barrel of the gun and all was silent except for the small click from the gun. Hermione tensed up yet again and Pansy laughed menacingly once more.

For a second Draco's finger grew tighter around the trigger as more rain drops began to tumble down.

The smirks quickly died away from Pansy's and Blaise face as Draco turned his back to Zabini and abruptly pointed the gun toward Pansy.

Pansy's face ran dry of all color.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, mate." Blaise spoke firmly and Draco turned in the direction of his voice. "Lower. The gun." He commanded.

Draco stared in disbelief.

Blaise was standing behind Hermione, his strong arm around her waist and the other holding a knife to her throat.

"Do it… and I swear…" Blaise continued.

"Draco?" Pansy said, breathing rather heavily. "Baby? You don't really want to do this, do you?"

"Do it." Blaise taunted. "Because… I'll get just as much enjoyment out of slicing your girlfriend up." "BLAISE, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Draco screamed, now pointing the gun at Zabini.
"Go ahead." Blaise said. "Shoot. Chances are I'll move and you'll still hit Granger."

"Draco, please." Pansy said, trying to calm him down a little. "Please. You're scaring me"
"OH I'm scaring you?" Draco asked, turning to face her, the gun still in his out stretched hand. "I'm scaring you? How about…'I don't care'?" He continued to point the gun straight for her head. "What would you do if you were in my shoes? Seeing the one person you love more then anyone else…seeing them about to die…now that's scary."

"You'll never know. Constantly putting the one you love in danger, lying to them to try and keep them safe from people like you. So don't talk to me about being scared, Pansy." He took a pause. "I knew perfectly well what I was getting myself into right from the beginning. I remembered everything. And it wasn't until you told me about your dream, Hermione.." Draco added turning his gaze to Hermione but never lowered his gun from Pansy. "…was when I knew you remembered as well."

"So I made a decision." He turned back to Pansy. "To act and pretend I was that same selfish swine as back then… I made the bet. I promised myself I would do whatever it took to seek vengeance on those who took an innocent girl's life. Namely…you two fuckers. Seeing is how Ginny didn't really have a say in it…she was an exception."

No one said a single word at this point. Hermione was afraid to move as Blaise held the knife closer to her neck and Pansy was just as alarmed as Hermione. She tensed up as Draco moved closer to her, the gun still pointing straight at her head.

"Still there were times when I thought about giving it all up. I thought maybe you would be a lot safer if you didn't have me to deal with, Hermione. Maybe even happier"
"So you were lying to us, Draco?" Pansy whispered.

"Doesn't feel so good now does it?" He replied. "Same way me pointing this gun to your head doesn't feel so good." Draco descended the gun from Pansy and lowered his head, running his fingers through his wet hair. Pansy took at step toward him and stopped suddenly.

Draco looked up and turned his gaze over to Hermione and Blaise. "Back off, ok? I'm not going to shoot Pansy." He said to Zabini but he never replied nor moved. "Get away from her, Blaise."

Blaise continued to hold the knife to Hermione's neck but quickly rested his arm on her shoulder, pointing his knife at Draco.

Draco's eyes narrowed.

"What are you doing? Get the hell away from her already." Blaise sneered but never replied. He raised the knife and carried it straight into Hermione's stomach and she let out a moan of pain and horror.

"HERMIONE!" Draco screamed out, horrorstruck.

Blaise laughed, still holding the knife in Hermione's stomach. He twirled it around her gut, pressing it in deeper. Hermione's mouth was still open but no sound came out, she couldn't scream…nor move. She could feel herself starting to slump down but Blaise held her up, twirling his knife deeper and deeper.

"FUCK!" Draco cried out. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I'LL KILL YOU!"

"Draco, don't." Pansy cried out. She tried to stop him but he wouldn't let her. She stepped in front of him just as he raised the gun and fired. Draco's mouth dropped open as blood splattered all over his, Hermione's and Blaise's face.

He realized he had shot Pansy right between the eyes.

Draco watched as her body went limp and she fell to her knees and then tumbled over. The gun slowly loosened from his grip.

Blaise pulled the knife from Hermione and she too dropped to the cold wet ground, rain continuing to pour down on them all. Draco tried to run to her but Blaise stepped in the way. "I don't think so, Malfoy."

"What the fuck is your problem?" Draco spat.

"I promised Pansy we would see Granger's death and I keep my promises…but now it's personal." Blaise glared hard at Draco. "You will never know just how much she truly cared about you. She went to so many lengths just to get you to notice her. And for what?"

Blaise continued to point the blood stained knife toward Draco. "Just so you could treat her like shit, be with her and love her, comfort her only when it was convenient for you." He took a pause. "When all this time…I was right here. I could have given her anything and everything that you couldn't. And yet….you were the one"
"I didn't know…." Draco began. "I didn't know you loved her."

"Yeah. Well…old habits die hard." He whispered. "And so will you." Blaise raised the knife and came down hard with it, stabbing Draco in the chest, just barely missing his heart by inches.

"AH SHIT!" Draco cried out.

But at that same moment gun fire rang out through the night sky and Blaise, still holding the knife as it pushed deeper into Draco, dropped to his knees. He slowly let go, leaving it hanging from Draco's chest and fell at Draco's feet. Still a little dazed, Draco pulled the knife from his chest and put a hand over his open wound. He stared across and saw Hermione standing there, the gun in her outstretched hands.

She stared across at him and slowly lowered the gun to her side. Hermione tiresomely let it slip from her hand and down to the cold wet ground.

"Draco?" she whispered to him. Her eyes suddenly rolled back in her head and she collapsed right on the spot.

"HERMIONE!" Draco called out, jumping over Blaise's now dead body and running over to her. Pain pierced through him as he continued to hold his chest. He abruptly fell to his knees as he came to Hermione's side, feeling himself growing weaker.

"Hermione?" he said, breathing rather hard. He then grabbed her hand with his free one, still holding his own chest. "I'm sorry…I'm sorry…I'm sooo sorry." Draco repeated over and over. "I didn't mean…"

Hermione smiled, continuing to look up at Draco as he cradled her in his arms. "I'm fine." She breathed. "But your chest." She raised a hand and gently covered the hand that rested on his wound.

"I'm fine." He smiled.

"BACK OFF YOU STUPID SON A OF….." they heard Harry screaming as they caught sight of Harry, Ron and Ginny rushing toward them.

All three of them stopped and stood completely still at the sight of mess coming into view.

"But." Ron paused.

"What?" Ginny said. "But we heard you. We heard you talking to Pansy. We thought…"

"It's along story." Hermione answered for Draco as she turned her gaze over to her three friends. "But believe me. Draco was never on their side." She smiled turning her gaze upon him again. "Draco? There's just one thing I don't understand. Why didn't you tell me sooner…why didn't you tell me you were just acting like you were on their side?"

"Because I knew if I had said something to you…Pansy would probably see it coming in one of her visions. And I didn't want to put you in any more danger then I had already. As for you, I dunno why you didn't see it in a vision or something." He replied.

Hermione nodded slightly in understanding and took a pause before she spoke again.

"Draco? I'm dying. I didn't want to tell you…but I had a vision…I saw us both just like this…and I died in your arms and shortly after…you died too."

"I can feel myself growing weaker…it's too late. We won and yet…we failed. I love you." She whispered.

"NO! Please, Hermione. Please!" Draco cried out. "Just hold on…Please. I love you. I'm so sorry. I love you."

"Hermione, Please. Just hold on!" Draco pleaded. "I love you…just hold on. Hold on, my love. I love you and I need you here"
"I love you more, Draco. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me and I'm very thankful for having in my life." Tears gently rolled down her cheeks. "But…I'm afraid I'm dying." Hermione whispered back as she slowly closed her eyes.

"NOO! Hermione, Please." Draco cried, feeling death setting into him as well. Rain continued to pour down on the cold earth as Draco pleaded and cried. "DON'T JUST STAND THERE!" he shouted, tears gleaming in his eyes. "Help me get her up…please, Hermione. Just hold on. I love you."

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Hermione grunted in her sleep as she suddenly jerked awake. "A dream?" she whispered. "It was a…"

"Sorry, not this time." She heard someone say from the next bed over and Hermione suddenly realized she was laying in one of the hospital wing beds. She tried to sit up straight but quickly felt a jab of pain in her side where she had been stabbed the night before.

"Draco?" she called out at the sound of the voice.
"Yes?"

Hermione smiled. "I love you."

THE END

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A/N: Ok so I know I kind of ended it abruptly but I wasn't sure where I should just stop it...lol. So there it is. I hope you all really enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it and I hope it met all of your expectations and it was as good as you thought it would be. Much luv to you all. I really appreciate every single review. You all are truly amazing. So thanks very much to the people who stuck with the story and didn't give up reading it. I owe a lot to you all. So thanks very much.

As always I do have songs at the end…lol. I had so many songs that I wanted to put on here but I chose three and here they are…..

"Running"
By: No Doubt

Run
Running all the time
Running to the future
With you right by my side

Me
I'm the one you chose
Out of all the people
You wanted me the most
I'm so sorry that I'm falling
Help me up lets keep on running
Don't let me fall out of love

Running, running
As fast as we can
Do you think we'll make it?
(Do you think we'll make it)
We're running
Keep holding my hand
It's so we don't get separated

Be
Be the one I need
Be the one I trust most
Don't stop inspiring me
Sometimes it's hard to keep on running
We work so much to keep it going
Don't make me want to give up

Running, running
As fast as we can
Do you think we'll make it?
(Do you think we'll make it)
We're running
Keep holding my hand It's so we don't get separated

"We're In This Together"
By: Nine Inch Nails

I've become impossible
holding on to when when everything seemed to matter more
the two of us
all used and beaten up
watching fate as it flow down the path we have chose

you and me
we're in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
if the world should break in two
until the very end of me
until the very end of you

awake to the sound as they peel apart the skin
they pick and they pull
trying to get their fingers in
well they've got to kill what we've found
well they've got to hate what we fear
well they've got to make it go away
well they've got to make it disappear
the farther I fall I'm beside you
as lost as I get I will find you
the deeper the wound I'm inside you
for ever and ever I'm a part of

you and me
we're in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
if the world should break in two
until the very end of me
until the very end of you
all that we were is gone we have to hold on
all that we were is gone we have to hold on
when all our hope is gone we have to hold on
all that we were is gone but we can hold on

you and me
we're in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
even after everything
you're the queen and I'm the king
nothing else means anything

"Join Me in Death"
By: H.I.M

We are so young
our lives have just begun
but already we're considering
escape from this world
and we've waited for so long
for this moment to come
we're so anxious to be together
together in death

Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won't you die
Baby join me in death
Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death

This world is a cruel place
and we're here only to lose
so before life tears us apart
let death bless me with you

Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won't you die
Baby join me in death
Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death

this life ain't worth living
this life ain't worth living
this life ain't worth living
this life ain't worth living

Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won't you die
Baby join me in death
Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death Baby join me in death