The one he had never met?

Hey Hermione,

We haven't heard from you for a week, so Ron and I were wondering if you'd meet us at 'Climax Club', you know the new disco that opened last week. I hear it really cool. See you there.

Harry

She looked around as she read the letter, looking for her dragon, but he hadn't come yet. She quickly wrote back to Harry saying she'll be there for 9, hoping that her dragon would come by then and she could take him with her. Hedwig started pecking at her hand while she was tying the letter to her.

Maybe she wanted a treat,

"Go Hedwig, I'm expecting someone."

And with that Hedwig was off. Her white wings spread out at her sides as she gliding through the cloudless sky. Hermione returned back to her hammock, wishing that her dragon would come soon.

It had been 11 years since she had been talking to him, well, writing to each other. A year after she had been visiting this place, there was a note on one of the trees.

Hey, I don't know you, and I'm sure you don't know me, but I was wandering if you want to be my friend? I've been coming here for the past 3 years, and now I can share it with you. I know that you've been coming here for a year now, and I really want to meet you. Please leave your reply with my bird. Her name is Aphrodite, she doesn't bite, so don't be afraid of her.

Love

Fiery Dragon

Ps. I don't want to tell you my real name, so you can use your nickname too!

That's how she met her dragon, they had drawn close over the years, obviously through writing to each other, and maybe now was the time she'd finely get to meet him!

She had often found self wandering what he looked like… she always saw the same image. He would be tall, grey eyes, blond hair, and a personality just like a dragon –

She clasped her hands on her mouth. She had just described her arch enemy – Draco Malfoy!

Harry and Ron hated Draco as much as they loved Quidditch! Hermione just happened to not like him, plainly because Harry and Ron didn't. She never had any real reason that is till he started calling her 'Mudblood'. He taunted her because she was born to muggles, she, of course, learnt to ignore him. She remembered back to her 3rd year. It had been Buckbeak's trail, and Draco had gone a little bit too far with her, she was already upset how it was and she didn't need him to add his snobbish little comments in between.

Malfoy: Ah, come to see the show?
Hermione: You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!
She had raised her wand at him as he backed against the wall whimpering.
Ron: Hermione, no! He's not worth it.
Hermione lowered her wand and turned away. Just then Draco started to laugh, she couldn't contain her self, and span around and punched him on the nose.

Crabbe: Malfoy! Are you okay? Come on, let's go!
Malfoy: Not a word to anyone! Understood?
Hermione: That felt good.
Ron: Not good, that was brilliant!

From that day on he dimmed down on the snide comments, knowing that she might just be ready to punch him again.

Why the heck am I thinking about Malfoy?

She went back to her book, but in vain, her mind travelled back to Draco. So she thought a quick dip in the river would be good. So she found her bag and took out her bikini. She always carried it with her when she came here I summer. She went behind a tree, striped and pulled her bikini on.

It was silver, with a blue flower coming out of the side of her top. The years had been good to her; she now had curves and a chest! Her once bushy hair was now long, it nearly reached her butt, it was tame and curly, but on this occasion it was straight. She was asked out by so many guys in her last year at Hogwarts, but she had said no to all of them. She wanted to her best now that she was head girl, she knew that being head girl was stressful, and she would have no time for a boyfriend.

Speaking of heads, Draco had been picked as head boy. What was Dumbledore thinking, putting a Slytherin and a Gryffindor together! They'd kill each other within the first month! But fortunately they both managed to stay alive and keep out of each others way.

Hermione walked over to river bank and sat down, letting her feet soak in the water.

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Draco looked back at his house before setting off for his destination. He was riding on his broom as he thought that he would scare his little lion if he apparited. So off he went, zooming through the air, he had missed this feeling. The feeling off being free, it had been a while since he had flown his broom so he was a bit rusty. But still he went off, in search of the one he had never met.

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Hermione slid the rest of her body into the river and let her self sink to the bottom. At the bottom were little pebbles so smooth that it felt like silk. She then went back to the surface and did laps, waiting for her dragon, and hoping he would come soon.

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Draco halted his broom as he approached his destination. It had been years since he had visited and now when he was, and he was also going to get to see his lion. He got off his broom and walked towards the river. He could hear someone singing.

Where have all the good men gone

And where are all the Gods

Where's the street wise Hercules

To fight the rising odds

Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?

Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need

He knew this song, but he just couldn't place it.

I need a hero

I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night

He's gotta be strong

And he's gotta be fast

And he's gotta be fresh from the fight

I need a hero

I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light

He's gotta be sure

And it's gotta be soon

And he's gotta be larger than life

Then he remembered, he had heard it when he was at Blaise Zambini's house, they were watching a film called Shrek 2. He loved that film!

Somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy

Somewhere just beyond my reach

There's someone reaching back for me

Racing on the thunder

And rising with the heat

It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above

Out where the lightning splits the sea

I could swear that there's someone somewhere

Watching me

He started to walk towards her sweet voice; he knew it was his lion. He felt it was her.

Through the wind and the chill and the rain

And the storm and the flood

I can feel his approach

Like a fire in my blood

Can she feel my approach? Turn around lion; turn around if you can me!

I need a hero

I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light

He's gotta be sure

And it's gotta be soon

And he's gotta be larger than life

He could see that she was sitting on the river bank, wearing a silver bikini. She had long chestnut brown hair, which was wet, so he guessed she had been in the water. He walked up towards her as she finished her song.

And He's gotta be strong

And he's gotta be fast

And he's gotta be fresh from the fight

I need a Hero

Hermione could feel that there was someone else present there with her, and she knew exactly who it was. She turned round and smiled. But she regretted it straight away.

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A/N : Hey all, see it's a bit longer this time!