A/n: Happy Holidays… I'm outta SCHOOL for 3 whole weeks…. Here's an xtra long Chappie to all my faithful reviewers… and all the new readers too

Chapter 20 Unity and Revelations

Granger soon went up to bed. It felt like everything was in a state of confusion. I had just confessed to her that I actually liked her. I couldn't understand her reaction. I had thought that she would have a different reaction. Usually when I decided that I want someone, purely sexual, the girls go nuts and then become clingy. Granger was different. She did tell Harry about me, so that had to justify why she was so upset. Another thing is that since she obviously told Harry there had to be distinct feelings there.

I got up off the sofa turning to look at the indentation that I had made in the cushions. What was it about her that was so infuriating, but so interesting at the same time? I walked into the kitchen and fixed me a glass of water. I made my way to the dining area and sat down, head in hands. I just sat there mulling things over while I took small sips of water.

'What is so different about this girl?' I asked myself.

'Maybe she makes you see things in ways you would have never see before?' The voice replied.

A familiar face soon entered the dining area with a steaming mug in one hand. Her brilliantly long red hair shimmered in the bit of light that escaped from the hall. She smiled softly at me and stood next to me by the table.

"Couldn't sleep?" She inquired, taking a sip from her mug.

"No," I replied. "Just thinking things over." I was too tired and my brain was too occupied to even think of insulting her, especially since I just got back on good terms with Hermione. She sat down in the seat next to mine with an astonished look.

"No time for insults tonight, Malfoy?" She asked bitterly.

"Nope," I replied running a hand through my hair.

"Why the sudden change in heart?" She placed her mug on the table. "It was not even 2 months ago when you were your usual self, pompous, conceited, selfish, and arrogant."

"People change." I told her.

"People do change, Malfoys' don't." She replied.

"I am nothing like my father." I snapped at her coldly.

"Last time I looked you were," She said unaffected by my tone of voice. She was infuriating, I just wanted to sit and think things over, and I didn't need or want to be attacked by a Weasley.

"I don't have to justify myself to you." I replied in the same tone.

"I think you do." She said angrily, annoyed that I hadn't risen to the occasion of insulting her.

"Look, things happen. Hermione obviously doesn't need me to explain it to her so why should I have to explain it to you." I said, frustrated. She looked at me, at a loss for words. "You must also realize that I'm not going anywhere, so you better get used to me real quick."

"I am not fooled by you Malfoy, your words may have swayed Hermione but I'm smarter than that. I know you have some motive working in that little brain of yours."

My mind quickly flew to the plan but I didn't dwell on it.

"You're a fake, a phony, and a coward." She continued. "I don't even know what she sees in a filthy mindless git like you."

"Believe what you want to believe." I replied.

"You will always be a Malfoy, you can never escape that and soon it will all catch up with you. Sooner or later your true colors will show, and I will not be surprised, no, not Ginny Weasley."

That statement never ranged truer. I was surprised but I didn't show it. I had to convince the young Weaslette that I wasn't what she thought I was. Indeed I wasn't, Hermione had changed that, but she wanted physical evidence and I was going to give her a show.

"Am I proud of who I was?" I asked her softly. "No."

"Am I proud of who my family is, no." Her facial expression softened.

"Am I proud of being a Malfoy, no." She remained quiet.

"Am I proud of who I am now?" I asked her. "I am now, only because I have Hermione to thank. That is why I chose her. She showed me things others could not. She has shown me who I can be and who I can aspire to be." With that I got up from the table and left her with a look of confusion and contemplation on her face.

I woke up with the sun streaming through my windows. My thoughts flew to the tasks at hand. I only had four left. I thought I could get another one today. My thoughts soon flew to last night at the Java Bin. He actually liked me, he was afraid of losing me. My heart began to pound faster at this thought. I didn't know what to believe anymore. I mean, I liked Malfoy even though that is hard to believe, but there was just something about him that just didn't fit. Something was definitely not being said, and I really wanted to know what it was. When he confessed his feelings for me I really didn't do anything, I kept silent with contemplation. I mean if Malfoy really did like me than that meant he wasn't working for the Dark side, or that could also mean that this was the Dark Lord's plan all along. I didn't want to get too attached, what if he really was working for the Dark Lord, and all of this was just a plan? I just didn't know what to think anymore.

There was a soft knock on my door, and a familiar red head poked her head through the door to see if I was still sleeping.

"Good morning Gin," I called out to her sitting up.

"Hi," She replied meekly. "May I ask you something?"

"Sure." I replied.

She pulled the desk from my chair and sat down next to my bed.

"Why Malfoy," She asked, smiling. "I mean you had Harry, why choose Malfoy after all you guys been through?" I sat there just thinking, why did I pick Malfoy? Did I even pick Malfoy?

"There's just something about him Gin." I replied. "I don't know where it comes from, all I know is that its there and I like it."

"He's a really good guy." She said tucking a scarlet lock behind her ear. "He really is."

I was surprised, it was just last night that she said she would have cursed him into oblivion and now she thinks he's the greatest thing. A look of skepticism crossed my face.

"What happened? Where is Ginny Weasley?" I asked playfully.

"I talked to him last night and he truly cares for you. He really does."

"You didn't interrogate him did you?" I asked her, raising a suspicious eyebrow.

"Yes I did, but he didn't buy into it, either he's really smart and is playing a little trick on both you and I, or he really cares for you." She said knowingly.

"But what if he's working for the dark side?" I asked her. "I mean all of his stories don't check out, and what is with the necklace around his neck?" She patted my hand lightly.

"Look, everything doesn't make sense now, but everything will show itself in due time. The only thing that does make sense is that both of you like each other. That is the only thing that should matter anyways." She replied. "If he is indeed working for the dark side, than you will finally know, if he's not than you have a lot of making up to do."

I just looked at her and smiled. She was right, I will find out sooner or later, but for right now I have to keep my feelings for him at bay.

"Your right Gin." I replied. "I'm glad you're my friend."

"And hey, if he works for the Dark Lord and you find out, you can catch him and throw him into Azkaban."

"And watch my heart break in the process." I interjected.

"Yeah there's that," She said smiling. "But can you imagine the make up sex? That's seven years of making up to do."

We both burst into a fit of giggles.

"I can't have my heart broken like I broken Harry's. I can't imagine what he's feeling right now. I don't want to give my heart away if it's just going to come back to me in pieces." I replied hugging my knees.

"Just take a chance. Maybe if you showed him how life could be he will renounce all of his evil ways." She said thoughtfully.

"I don't know if I can do it." I replied.

"That's another thing I saw last night." She trailed off.

"What did you see?" I asked curiously.

"He seemed confused and happy, but angry all at once. He doesn't know what he feels. He's feeling confused. He does care for you, he knows it and you know it. He's probably confused because of his lineage, his bloodline. But then again, he told me he is not proud of his family or his old self. Let's just say his new liking towards you is making him question everything."

"Is it really?" I asked surprised.

"Yes, I bet he doesn't even know down from up at this point." She said smiling. "Do you want me to make breakfast?"

"That would be nice, but I want you to do something else for me at the moment." She gave me her full attention. "I need you to convince Harry and Ron to come over here for dinner. I just want everyone to make up and be merry."

"I don't know if I can convince Harry, but if there's food involved I know Ron will come." She said smiling widely.

"Tell everyone to be here around six, ok? And don't tell them that Malfoy is going to be here."

"Sure thing," She replied, getting up off the chair. She replaced the chair back in its original spot and bid her farewell.

"Oh, and make sure that you guys wear something presentable, don't over do it just look nice." I called to her retreating back. She waved to me acknowledging what I had said.

I sunk further into the pillow. This task will not be an easy feat. There was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in." I called out.

Malfoy strolled into my room. He looked extremely tired, and was wearing only a pair of boxers. He joined me in bed lying on top of the covers I was so snugly fitted in. He just looked down at my concealed body. He looked back up at me, his eyes locked to mine. He leaned in to kiss me but I stopped him.

"Malfoy," I said to him. He flinched at the sound of his own name. "I need you to come with me to the store. I'm cooking a big dinner tonight and I'm going to need your help."

"Ok," He replied not masking the disappointment in his voice. "Do you have any muggle clothing?"

"No, but I can shrink some of my Dad's stuff," I replied. While I began to look for some of my dad's stuff he decided to wait downstairs.

I looked myself over in the mirror before I went downstairs to give Malfoy the clothing I had shrunk for him. I was wearing a pair of red shorts and red flip-flops with a white tank top. I waited while he changed. When he came out the bathroom I had to stifle a loud giggle. He looked so out of place in denim knee length shorts and a tee shirt. I gave him a pair of blue flip flops to wear and he looked at me disgusted.

"C'mon." I said smiling, "it's the only way you're going to fit in."

"I look like a fool." He said dejectedly.

"No, you look like a muggle boyfriend." I replied. I linked arms with his and we made our way out the door and to my parents' car, which was parked out front.

I looked around at the once damaged neighborhood. It seemed at though the ministry had cleaned up after the mess that was left by the death eater attack. Everything that was once broken was put back together as if nothing happened. The absence of people was unsettling though.

We made our way to my parents' car and we both got in. I put on my seat belt and he followed suit.

"Do you know how to drive?" He asked tentatively.

"Of course," I replied smiling confidently. "Now how do you start this thing?"

A look of terror crossed his face.

"Oh don't be a scaredy cat, I know what I'm doing." I said grinning.

Ginny's POV (a/n: only for this chapter)

I had to convince Harry and Ron to come to the dinner that Hermione was preparing. I had to convince Harry. I knew he was hurting; he had come to me with his eyes full of tears. I had known that day would come, when Hermione finally told him the truth.

I walked in the kitchen to find Harry and Ron playing wizard chess at the long table. I sat down next to them and just watched them play for a moment.

"Look guys, I know you are mad at Hermione, but she wants you guys to come over."

"Well she should have thought of that before she began fraternizing with the enemy." Ron said not taking his eyes off his queen who was attacking Harry's knight.

I looked to Harry to see if he had anything to say but he kept a stoic silence.

"She's cooking all your favorites," I lied.

"That still doesn't change anything." Ron replied. "The fact of the matter is that she hurt Harry to go out with a git like Malfoy. I don't even know what she sees in him anyway."

"I've been asking myself the same thing, but last night I saw it. He's different, Ron, and for some reason this change makes Hermione happy."

"Happy or not he's still a git. Maybe he has poisoned her or something, maybe a confundus charm." Ron concluded.

"Are you thick Ron, or just plain stupid?" I said incredulously. "Hermione can fend for herself, especially against the likes of Malfoy. Not only that but as you guys are her best friends, I thought her happiness would matter to you. She just wants us all to be there."

Harry broke his stoic silence and looked up from the chessboard. "She wants us all to be there?" He said slowly, comprehension dawning on his face.

"Yes." I replied.

"Ok, I'm going," Harry said. Ron just looked at him like he was off his rocker. "And you're coming too, Ron. If I am going you sure can go too."

"Oh and make sure that you guys are presentable, this is not a regular dinner." I told them.

Ron just made a face and I left them to their game.

"Just put everything down on the counter, Malfoy." She called out to me after entering the house.

She was still calling me Malfoy, even after I told her to call me Draco. She did call me Draco for a while, but after she witnessed the scene between Cho and me she has been calling me by my disgusting surname. I didn't know what was going on, I mean I confessed what I felt for her and she seemed even more distant than ever.

I placed the food on the counter and turned to her. She was putting away some of the food.

"So why are you cooking all this food?" I asked her curiously. She turned to me.

"Oh, I'm just having a little get together." She said sweetly. "You know Ginny, Harry and Ron."

"And you expect me to be there?" I asked her. "With Potter and Weasel. Do you know how much they annoy me? You know we can't stand each other."

"C'mon, Malfoy," She cooed, a small smile playing across her lips. She walked over to me, grabbed my head in her hands and left a soft kiss on my cheek. "Do it for me." Why did she have to do that? How could I say no? I looked into her hazel eyes which were glowing with warmth.

"Ok." I replied, sighing. "But you owe me."

She smiled and went back over to the bags of food. She began pulling out vegetables and washing them.

"Do you need any of my help?" I asked.

"No, can you just make sure the house is in order?" She replied not turning from the sink.

So that's what I did for the next two hours. I sat there and cleaned, with the flick of my wand I cleaned. My ancestors would be turning in their graves right now. A Malfoy cleaning, like some common house elf. I didn't mind it though because it seemed as though cleaning was keeping me busy, from my thoughts.

Once I finished I decided to see what Granger was up to.

"I'm finished; do you need me for anything else?" I asked her.

"No, just go get cleaned up for dinner." She said.

"Alright," I replied.

I decided to get in the shower. The warm water was hitting my bare skin as thoughts kept running through my head. It seemed that I was thinking too much. I was thinking about the endless possibilities of Granger and me. I felt idiotic thinking that. Granger is a mudblood, a mudblood who I have loathed since that fateful smack. I instinctively grabbed my cheek.

'A mudblood who you like,' The voice said in my head.

"I know I like her but the fact of the matter is that I have a plan that I must carry out." I said out loud.

'So you would rather save your own skin and risk the life of the one you actually like, for a plan that will most likely not work?' The voice questioned.

"I don't know what I want anymore." I whispered.

The water was beating down on my head.

'So you'd rather risk your happiness and hers for some nutter?' the voice called out.

"No." I replied.

'Go get her then, show her how much you actually care. Make her yours.' The voice said. 'Once you do this you will realize how true your happiness can be.'

"Maybe your right," I said.

'I'm your conscience, I'm always right whether you want to believe it or not.' The voice said happily.

I got out of the shower and toweled off. I now had to make face for Potter and Weasley.

After tonight I will be done with one more task. After having unity out of the way I will have to do hatred, forgiveness, and love. These seemed the hardest to do. I had to find someone who absolutely hated me. I thought I would have Malfoy for that but seeing how things have changed I could count him out. As for love I only had two choices, Harry or Malfoy. Even though the answer seemed to be obvious on whom I was to choose I still couldn't decide. There was Malfoy, who had openly mocked me for seven years. Then there was Harry, loving caring and always looking out for me. Sooner or later I would have to decide but now wasn't the time.

I finished up on dinner and began setting the places on the dining room table. Malfoy soon entered the room. He came up behind me and grabbed the plate out of my hand. I turned around. His smell reached my nostrils and I slowly closed my eyes. I had to stop myself from shagging him right there on the table. I hated my body for reacting that way. On top of that there was the mental picture of his glistening back.

"I'll take care of setting the table, you get yourself ready." He said his eyes locking with mine.

"Thanks." I replied. I looked away. I was afraid of what he would find if I kept staring. I stepped away from him and made my way upstairs. I only had about forty-five minutes to get ready. The food was warming and all I had to do was get ready.

I went to the bathroom to find the tiles and the mirror wet with vapor. He had indeed been in here before me. I let the water run, and thought about the past couple of weeks. How could one person erase seven years of hatred within a couple of weeks? I jumped in the shower and allowed the hot jets to pound on my back.

"Asis," I called out softly in my mind.

'I'm here.' She replied.

"I'm in a sort of predicament." I thought to her.

'Well of course you are, I know everything that is going on. If you thought it, I know it.' She replied.

"I really don't know what to do; I mean Malfoy hasn't really done anything to make me trust him. Everything is suspicious yet mysterious." I sighed. "And then there's Harry, loving affectionate, dark yet handsome. He has sort of a mystery about him but I know he can be trusted. He would never do anything to hurt me."

'So the question is which one to choose.' She called out.

"I was hoping you could tell me that." I thought to her.

'Sorry, all the choices lie within you,' She replied apologetically. 'But, I can help you narrow it down.'

I grabbed my loofah and began to add shower gel to it.

"Go on." I thought to her.

'Ok so there's Harry. Harry loves you; he always has since the day he saved you from the troll attack in your first year. He's been there for you and you have been there for him. You both have been together through thick and thin through deaths and happiness. It seem as though no matter how far apart you get you will always be together in some way shape or form. Everything is nice but also predictable.' She said knowingly.

The aroma of my shower gel filled my body as I began to lather up and soap my body down.

'Now there's Malfoy, a selfish know-it-all git who has finally opened himself to you. He is arrogant yet he does care for you, even though his blood and ancestry tells him he shouldn't. He throws caution in the wind even if those consequences seem dire. These feelings are new and unpredictable and yet you can't do anything to stop him. He treats you differently from Harry; nevertheless he still treats you well. Even though you don't believe he has anything to prove, he actually proved a lot more in these past weeks than in the past seven years. He cares for you, it seems as though he's addicted to you, the whole you. Not just your body, but also your mind. He appreciates your knowledge and challenges you to use it. He also seems to crumble when you're in his presence and it has a bittersweet effect on him. He likes it and yet he hates it.'

"You got all of this, from just looking at my old memories of him in my mind?" I asked her with curiosity.

'Not only that, but how you act around him as well.' She replied.

"Thanks Asis." I called out. With that, our linked disappeared.

I finished showering. Since I didn't have time to blow dry my hair the muggle way I just used a drying spell causing my hair to curl in smooth natural ringlets. I slipped on a white sundress. It had a halter top with a modest plunge exposing some of my cleavage. I loved this dress because it fit in all the right places. I strapped up my white high heels that wrapped around my calves. I put on a thin layer of pink lip-gloss, nothing to over power the naturalness of my face. I gave myself a once over in the mirror and made my way down stairs.

Malfoy must have heard my steps because he came to the bottom of the stairs. He gave me one long look as I descended down the stairs. He looked speechless even though a small smile played on his lips, which is exactly why I love this dress so much. His strong hand grabbed my soft one and guided me down the last set of steps. He bent down and kissed my hand softly and sweetly.

"You look, you look…" He stuttered. "Amazing."

"Thank you." I replied. He didn't let go of my hand. I finally got a chance to look at him, and see what he was wearing. He looked really good; I was surprised to not have noticed this before. He was wearing his usual black dress robes but he had silver outlining the seams. This same silver color matched his eyes. He was wearing a silver bowtie that was slightly covered by the white collar of his button down shirt. He had matching black slacks and shoes.

"You look handsome, Draco Malfoy," I took a step back to check him out even further. He let out a light chuckle. He didn't let go of my hand. He brought me closer to him.

"You really are beautiful," He whispered. His cool breath landed on my face. The aroma of his body made me step even closer. The extreme heat from him made my pulse quicken. This is the closest that we have been for a long time.

With his free hand he reached up and stroke my neck softly until his hand sunk into the curly ringlet mass that was my hair. He let go of my hand and brought it up to my neck, slowly making a trail tracing his finger from my neck to my collarbone and slowly making his way down the plunging neckline of my dress. I shivered uncontrollably. His eyes became darkened with lust and something else. I didn't know what it was but I had seen it somewhere else before. He leaned in to kiss me, and for the first time in a couple days I wanted him to kiss me. I hungered for his lips.

When our lips were inches from connecting I heard familiar pops outside the front door. I opened my eyes and Malfoy groaned loudly. Soon knocking echoed through out the foyer and I went to go get the door. I stepped aside and let them all enter.

Ginny entered, beaming in a satin green strapless dress that went well with her olive tanned skin and her bright red hair. Ron followed, wearing his dress robes that Fred and George had bought for him. They were black and simple. He left the collar open and looked completely at ease. He was followed by Luna Lovegood, who I was surprised to see. She was wearing a light blue spaghetti strapped dress and her hair was pulled up in a sweeping long ponytail. Harry entered last. He was wearing green dress robes that seemed to match Ginny's dress. His black hair was unusually untidy as always.

"I brought Luna, I hoped you wouldn't mind." Ron said, snapping my attention from Harry on to him.

"It's alright, the more the merrier." I replied with a wide smile.

"Hermione you look great." Harry whispered. "I know what you are up to."

"Do you really?" I asked him playfully.

"It's probably the only reason why I am here actually." He replied coldly.

"I know, I deserved that, but this isn't the time or the place." I whispered back.

Malfoy soon joined the queue. He kissed Ginny's hand as well as Luna's, which made both girls blush. The have heard all the stories, they know what Malfoy was capable of. I chuckled softly. He said a polite hello to both Harry and Ron who looked like they didn't want to be here in the first place.

I shooed everyone into the living room. I conjured glasses of wine and two bottles. I served wine and h'orderves to everyone. We talked about all things happening in the wizarding world. Even though everyone was playing nice with one another, I couldn't help but feel the tension in the air. Soon everyone was talking about Hogwarts and different escapades that were hilarious. Luna was interjecting with her weird stories that were developing at the quibbler. I couldn't help but notice the looks that both Harry and Malfoy were giving me. I can't even describe what each of them did to me. One was full of lust and desire and want and the other was filled with hurt, guilt, forgiveness, desire and lust.

Soon I got up to bring the food to the dining room table. I conjured the food onto the table and told everyone that it was time to eat. Ron arrived first at the scene and his mouth dropped open with all the food I had laid on the table. I dimmed the lights and conjured familiar floating candles. I sat at the head of the table, Malfoy at the other end. On both of my sides where the girls and on both of Malfoy's sides were the boys. Ron had a disgusted look on his face but Harry gave an unnoticeable nod of understanding.

How was I going to do this while everyone was here? I needed some unnoticeable way to do this. Harry must have been reading my mind, because he cleared his throat loudly.

"Hermione would you like to say grace?" He asked me.

"Sure, I am the hostess after all." I reached out my hands and grabbed Luna's and Ginny's. They in turn reached out and grabbed Ron's and Harry's respectively. Harry grabbed Malfoy's hand without hesitation but it took Ron a little longer to do so. Soon he grabbed his hand from one stern look from both Harry and Ginny. Everyone bowed their head and closed their eyes.

"Asis." I called out. "Is my mind ready to fulfill the unity requirement?"

'Not really, you guys aren't really unifying it seems a bit forced, even Merlin believes it.' She replied hastily. You're going to have to try something else.'

Noticing that I was quite for a long time I began to say a short prayer. Soon everyone dug into the food. I had cooked everything that I was capable of that was suitable for a dinner party. There were a lot of laughs around the table as Malfoy shot me glances across the table. His messages were loud and clear although there were no words between us. He liked me, he wanted me, and he desired me.

I had to decide right now what to do to make everyone feel unified. This is probably the only chance I would have to do all of this. As soon as dinner was over everyone retired to the living room. Soon and idea popped into my head. I knew what I had to do, drastic times called for drastic measures.

"Ok everyone get up we're going to play a little game. I pushed the couch further back to make sure that there was enough room. I conjured the familiar game. Harry saw the box and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Ron asked curiously.

"Take off your shoes everyone, were going to play a childhood game of mine." I said smiling. Everyone took off their shoes. I felt short with just my bare feet touching the pale carpeting.

"I'll be the spinner." Harry called out.

"No need, your going to play too I can just use my wand." I replied.

I spread out the plastic mat it shined dimly under the candlelight. This game is going to be good especially since most of us were really tipsy.

"How do you play this game?" Malfoy asked curiously.

"Well I spin this little wheel and you do exactly what it says. It tells you where to place certain body parts, but you mustn't touch the mat at all with any other body part or you will be disqualified." I replied.

"Sounds fun," Ginny slurred and grinned sheepishly.

"I'm not doing that." Malfoy interjected coldly.

"Not up for the challenge?" Harry called out. "Are you a chicken?"

Ginny began making a sound like a chicken.

"How did you know that was the call of the hacklecrump?" Luna said thickly. Her skin was glowing brightly pink.

"Why is it called twister?" Malfoy asked curiously.

"You'll find out soon enough." I said grinning.

He did find out soon enough. We played for what seemed endless games. In one game Malfoy was crouched over Ginny, whose butt was in Harry's face whose leg was over Luna's head. There was another instance in which my arm was wrapped around Malfoy's leg whose arm was under Ginny's chest, whose knee was in Harry's back whose head was by Ron's hand. With each game we collapsed on each other laughing. Everyone was enjoying their selves it wasn't until about the 6th game I felt the familiar pull of my mind.

This task was weird. It seemed as though the small stone floor was a twister mat, Ron, Harry, Ginny, Luna, and Malfoy were all there. Each time the spinner was spun everyone would bend and contort and move to the proper place each time releasing light and drawing all over the walls. This was happening simultaneously with the game going on outside of my mind.

The walls filled quickly with a rainbow of colors. Soon the task was over and I left my mind. With that I returned to the real world to find myself still in a game of twister in mid motion. I didn't know where I was going so I fell on purpose not knowing that Malfoy was under me to break my fall.

His hands instinctively grabbed my waist as laughter and applause filled my ears. He gazed at me and I gazed back. The closeness of our bodies, the heat radiating from him almost made me snog him in front of everyone. My breath slowed and so did his but soon people were getting off me and Harry helped me to my feet. He gave me a slight nod that told me that his work here was done.

"Ok guys I would like thank all of you for coming here on such short notice. We have to do it again sometime. I hope you guys had enough to eat, do you want to take any with you?" I asked.

"No we're ok." Harry said loudly before Ron could reply.

Everyone put their shoes on and bid their farewells. Soon the door closed behind them and I went to the dining room to clean up the mess. Malfoy was already wrapping up the food and summoning it to the refrigerator; I began to use my wand to wipe the dishes clean. Soon everything was put away.

I had to admit I had a lot of fun tonight. I didn't think this part would be that fun. After cleaning up everything with Hermione I decided to follow her into the living room. She looked amazing from when she came down the stairs. Her curly hair framed her face, her dress with that not too revealing neckline. She finally allowed me to get close to her. To touch her intimately, which is something I wanted to do for a long time. But the bloody guest had to arrive right at that moment, the moment that would define everything. The whole time at dinner I shot her looks that look like they had electrified her. She was finally responding to my advances and I had to love it. Then during that muggle game she fell on top of me. I thought I was going to completely lose it. She looked like she was about to loose it too but she came to her senses shortly and got off of me.

She began cleaning up the board game.

"Hermione, let's play one more game." I said smiling. Maybe that was the alcohol talking.

"Ok." She replied. Her face was flushed and pink from the effects of alcohol.

She spread out the mat once more and used her wand to spin the spinner. She softly called out the moves. Even though we were nowhere near touching I fell on top of her. She giggled loudly.

"You cheated no fair." She said laughing. Her curly hair was spread out all around her on the white mat.

"And you're beautiful." I replied. I softly kissed the nape of her neck and she quivered under me making her giggle even louder. Her laughter was music to my ears.

I tickled her chin and then her torso. She writhed in delight, giggling even more loudly.

"No fair," She pouted. Her bottom lip was poking out. She looked so good when she did that. Did she even know what effect she had on me? She stopped and gazed at me, eyes clouded with lust and want. I lowered my head to kiss her. There was a burning sensation on my neck. The Dark Lord was calling.

'Do you mind pulling yourself away from the mudblood for just on moment?' His evil voice questioned in my head.

"I'm busy at the moment." I replied angrily.

'It's not as important as this.' He replied coldly making the necklace burn into my skin once more. 'Make your excuses.'

I pulled myself off of her. She looked a little disappointed.

"I can't do this now, not when you're like this." I told her. She nodded her head and got off the floor herself. "I need to clear my head."

I closed the door behind me. Angrily I summoned my robes and apparated to the Dark Lord.

A/n: Ok so here's an extra present for all of you who have stuck by me through a very rough semester in college. I made this chapter xtra long. It's double than what I usually do 15 yes, 15 whole pages. I am glad that you guys like my story, it is you I have to thank for keeping this dream of mine within reach… well I am now back in full force just like in the summer. I hope you guys like this Chappie I lurved writing it, it was so fun especially the ending. Well please R&R maybe I'll have the next chapter up sooner than you think… the next chapter is going o be awesome! I can't wait to write it. Well Leave one

P.S. I don't own the game Twister I think Mattel does so please don't sue

P.P.S. I was going to post this yesterday but wouldn't let me so I am posting it now. The reason why I didn't reply to ur reviews is because I switched computers. I had all of your reviews done and everything when my computer just shutdown because it was way overheated… so now I'm using my sister's new computer and I didn't want to wait 2 weeks in order to put this chapter up so please forgive me.

Thanx for reading please review, I hope u like this chappie

As always… cherbi161