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Chapter 20


Just then Draco's eyes opened…The storm died and he looked at Hermione. She was crying.

He sat up and put her hands on her face and used his thumbs to wipe away the tears

"Don't you ever call your self mudblood… it degrades you of your name… and thank you Mione…you got me through all of this…"

Draco leaned in and kissed Mione on the lips softly.

"I'm glad your back…" She wiped away her tears and cleared her throat

"So are your scars gone?" She went and looked at his scars which where still there

"It didn't work!"

"Yes it did… It asked me what I wanted gone and I said the scars from my wrist only"

"Why?"

"Like you said... it was all in the past... these scars will remind me of it and will make me stronger… but these scars on my wrist are a shameful act… I shouldn't have done it… I gave pity to myself… I got angry at myself for not being able to help my mother…but now… I have something… I believe I know my future…."

"Really?"

"well kind of… meet me at the Quidditch pitch okay? Around 12"

"okay…I'm glad your back…" She smiled and left

Draco looked at Hermione as she left. I miss that smile. I can't believe she saved me... from myself…

Hermione walked out and told Promphey that she can go in and that she will explain to both Dumbledore and Promphrey later.

As Hermione made her way to Head Tower and went to sit in front of the fire.

Did Draco just kiss me…I mean was it a I like you too kiss or I'm happy to see another breathing soul kiss… how come I was the only one that could get into that room… and why was I protected… I'm so tired… at least its Sunday tomorrow…