A/N: well I got some reviews that told me/asked me to continue. So I decided I would be NICE and continue, plus I have nothing to do on winter break. MEH! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

Disclaimer: I own just about…NOTHING except the plot the wonderful characters belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. The quote below obviously doesn't belong to me, but belongs to George Sand.

Okay, also, if you didn't already notice the italic is flashbacks/memories/quotes. And they are in normal point-of-view. It's really complicated, but it's actually really simple.

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"There is only one happiness in life; to love and be loved."

- George Sand

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I couldn't go so far as to say I loved her. I couldn't tell her that it was what I was feeling. She would say it, in doubt. Doubt, I could just see it in her eyes when she would say it. And I'd smile and kiss her, trying really hard to distract her from it. It had been months since the incident in the car. We had eventually made our relationship official, she had a hard time actually telling Potter and Weasley, but I had helped. Well, kind of.

"You know you have to tell them." He said, holding her hands in his. She nodded and bit her lip.

"But I just don't know what to say. 'Oh hey, Harry, Ron. I just wanted to let you know I'm officially dating your worst enemy.'"

"Well, I don't think that would be necessary. Hermione, just say… that we had a little rendezvous and it led to this, and you're happy whether or not they approve." She nodded and bit her lip again. "You ARE happy, right?"
"Yes, of course. Draco, I'm happy." She said. He nodded and let out a small sigh. "Okay, I'm going to do this. Alone, okay? I have to do it alone. I'll be back…I hope." She apparated as soon as she had finished speaking. Draco stared at the empty space that she had previously occupied; he sighed and shook his head.

Hermione apparated to Harry's flat that he 'shared' with Ginny Weasley. She knocked lightly on the door; it swung open to reveal Ginny, herself. Her auburn hair was shorter now, layered, and almost seemed to have a feathery texture to it. Ginny squealed and pulled Hermione into a tight hug. They laughed when Ginny finally let go.

"WELL Are you gonna let me in or not Weasley?" Hermione said. Ginny giggled.

"Of course, of course." She said, opening the door and letting Hermione in. "How are you?"

"I'm good, how are you?"

"I'm…wonderful." She said, smiling and holding out her hand. There on her ring finger was indeed a very expensive looking diamond ring.

"NO WAY." Hermione screamed.

"Yes way." Ginny said with a smile. Hermione hugged her and they laughed again. Just then Harry emerged from the kitchen, wondering what all the commotion was.

"I thought I heard an old best friend's voice whom I haven't seen in what seems like years." He said, embracing her. She smiled.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. But listen, err…Ginny, Harry. I came here for a reason. Not that I didn't want to see you or anything, I just have to get something off my chest right now."

"Okay, what is it?" Ginny asked, confused that her best friend had kept some kind of secret from her.

"Well, Ginny. Do you remember that day on the train back from Hogwarts, and you asked me what had happened with Malfoy? Well, you were right, you saw something, and what you saw was Malfoy kissing me. But at the time it didn't mean anything. I didn't expect for it to ever mean anything. But then he approached me some time later, and we discussed it. Ginny, Harry, don't be angry with me, please. I'm…dating him. And regardless of the fact that he's your enemy Harry, I'm happy. And it's the happiest I've been in so, so long." Hermione said. The room fell silent. Hermione's heart was pounding in her chest. Ginny was the first one to say something.

"Well, I don't have any problem with it, I'm just glad you're happy. I mean honestly you have needed a good lay lately. But I don't know how Ronald will react. But we won't think about that. Draco Malfoy, he could've changed, I mean, I don't doubt that he has. So if that's what you want, then I completely 110 support it." She said. Hermione smiled at her, then looked to Harry. He started to chuckle.

"So, Draco Malfoy? Well, I'd have to go with my fiancé on this one, because if you're happy that is all that matters to me. But I'll have to repeat that Ron won't go for it. You know that he's madly in love with you. But I can talk some sense into him, if you'd like me too." He said. Hermione smiled at him.

"That would be quite wonderful," she said, "so when is the wedding?"

"We haven't set a date yet. You're the first one to know besides us and Ginny's parents." Harry said. Hermione nodded.

"I'll keep my mouth shut then."

"No you won't, you're gonna go tell Draco." Ginny said, "I bet you anything she'll go tell Draco, Harry." He laughed.

"Well, I wouldn't mind him finding out, it's just Ron that I'm worried about." He said.

"You guys are just really up on not telling Ron anything these days aren't you?" Hermione said.

"Most certainly." Harry and Ginny said in unison. The three friends laughed.

"I think I have to go back home, but I'll come visit again. Don't mention this to Ron until I tell him, please?" Hermione said. Harry and Ginny nodded. The three friends said their good-byes and Hermione apparated back to her flat, where Draco was waiting…'patiently.'

She opened her front door and stepped inside, Draco jumped up when he saw that she had just entered. He launched into interrogation mode.

"What happened? Did they take it well? Is everything okay? HERMIONE!" He said, clearly freaking out.

"Draco, Draco. Calm down. Harry and Ginny took it very well. Everything went fine, I'm just not too excited about telling Ron." She said.

"You didn't tell Weasley!" He yelled, frantic.

"How could I? He wasn't there. Oh by the way, Harry and Ginny got engaged. That is just too cute." She said, changing the subject

"We all knew that was going to happen." Draco said, knowingly

"Well apparently, Ron didn't get that memo." She said, laughing at the thought of his astonishment when he found out. "I'll tell him about you and me, later. Just…not today, okay? I've had enough for one day." She wrapped her arms around his neck and he leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

Days and days later, she approached Draco.

"So today is the day." She said.

"Today is what day?" Draco asked, confused. Had he missed something?

"I'm going to tell Ron today." She said.

"That's good." Draco said. They were both very surprised that he hadn't already found out. They had gone on many 'double dates' with Harry and Ginny, and yet Ron never suspected a single thing. And he was just as in love with Hermione as ever, but that was all about to change. After a few good-bye kisses Hermione apparated to Ron's flat, where he lived alone. She sighed and knocked on the door reluctantly. It opened, and there he was. He smiled once he saw her. She forced a smile as he pulled her into a hug.

"So how are you, Hermione?" Ron asked, overly cheerful.

"I'm good, I guess. How are you?" She replied.

"I'm wonderful, now that you're here." Hermione fought the urge to roll her eyes.

"Listen, I have to cut right to the chase here because I have things to do."

"Okay?"

"I came here to explain to you that I'm dating Draco."

"Draco…"

"Malfoy." It fell silent, a silence quite similar to the one she had experienced when she told Harry and Ginny. Ron's reaction wasn't as pleasant as theirs were though.

"You? YOU?" he said. She nodded. "Get away from me. Get out of here. I don't want to see your disgusting face. You? What is your bloody problem! You act like you love me for YEARS then you turn around and date my bloody ENEMY."

"Wait, wait. Hold up here. I NEVER once acted like I was in love with you. That was all you, Ron. ALL you."

"I DON'T CARE. YOUR WORDS ARE MEANINGLESS. GO BACK TO YOUR BOYFRIEND."

She glared at him and apparated without hesitation. She appeared in the kitchen, sitting on a barstool, putting her head in her hands. Draco sneaked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders, lightly massaging them. She let out a barely audible moan. He turned her around to face him. Her cheeks were tear streaked, blackened from her make-up. He cupped her face with his hands and wiped some of her tears away with his thumbs.

"What happened babydoll?" he asked, worried.

"I…can't do this."

"Can't do what?"

"I can't be with you, it's too…risky. And Ron is so mad."

"When did you start caring about that? You said you were up for taking a risk."

"I know, I know. But I just…can't."

"Stop, we've been over this once, twice, maybe three times. And Weasley is not a good enough reason to just give up on us."

"NOT TOO LONG AGO THERE WASN'T AN EVEN 'US.'"

"Oh, that hurt. Hit me right below the belt." He said, smirking.

"I'm glad everything is a joke to you, Malfoy." She said, attempting to get up and walk away. He grabbed her arm and pulled her too him, taking her in his arms. She squirmed and struggled to break free, but he held onto her tightly. She finally wrenched herself from the embrace and groaned angrily. "Just…don't touch me, okay? I don't want to deal with you right now." she said. He was taken aback.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean? It's not MY fault your bloody friends are ignorant."

"YOU WANTED ME TO TELL THEM."

"You knew damn well that you were going to have to tell them anyway. They would've found out anyway. And then you would've just been more upset."

"It doesn't matter! I don't care! If I break it off with you I won't have to worry about Ron being upset with me!"

"HE'S ONE PERSON. What is he going to do? What? Do you love him or something!" He screamed. She fell silent, not exactly knowing how to answer. "Hm Granger, I think I just figured out your secret."

"Shove it, Malfoy." It fell silent after this, until Draco started to chuckle. "Why the hell are you laughing?"

"You really do love him don't you?"

"NO. I don't love Ron Weasley."

"Was it so hard for you to say that?"

"Yes, it actually was."

"Why! WHY would that ever be hard to say?"

"Because it's you, and around you I get so confused and I don't know what to say and…"

"You're rambling."

"I know, but you do that to me."

"I'm flattered." He said, smirking. He pushed her against a wall and placed his hands on either sides of her head. She raised an
eyebrow at him. He inched towards her lips slowly. Taking control, she pulled his face to hers and kissed him, immediately slipping her tongue into his mouth. He regained the control and moved her hands to his neck and put his hands on her waist, slightly rubbing her hips. She shivered against his touch, causing him to deepen the kiss. It was fierce and they finally 'came up for air.' She smiled at him, and he kissed her on the nose. She stifled a giggle. She hadn't felt like this…well…ever.

And nothing changed, except our feelings got stronger. And they continued to grow as time went by. But I could never tell her how I really felt, I could never tell her that I full on loved her. And at times she would mindless utter the word love and I would ignore it, almost like I didn't hear it. And she would stare at me, I would pretend not to notice her eyes following me. It was a lot harder than it seemed. Because love came with strings, engagements, proposals, weddings, and children. And although I was the one who made our relationship official,

I wasn't sure I was ready to admit anything like that….out loud at least.