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Chapter 8 : Bitter-Sweet.

Hermione whipped out her wand and pointed it at Draco sending a spell to cushion the blow against the wall of the shack. Harry pulled out his wand and did the same for Ron also using the counter curse. Hermione gently laid Draco on the ground and scrambled over to him and started muttering the counter curse. When the spell had lifted he opened his beautiful grey eyes to meet worried brown ones.

"Are you ok?" he asked and smoothed a strand of hair from her eyes.

"Yes, are you? What were you thinking of fighting in your condition? You could have got seriously hurt! He could have killed you!" she scolded her eyes threatening tears.

"I wasn't about to let him treat you like that because of me" Draco said in a cool voice. "He was hurting you, besides I'm fine"

Hermione looked at him she didn't know what to say but she was saved by him once more as their lips lightly brushed in a soft chaste kiss.

"Thank you" she whispered before standing up and helping him up. "You need to lay down and get some rest" she said her voice a little louder and stronger.

"There's a room just up the stairs, a bed if I remember right" Harry said and Hermione nodded to him in thanks and led Draco up them. She helped him onto the bed and heard Harry talking to Ron.

"I hate to say it Ron, but Draco was right, you had no right to treat her like that. Hermione is smart, smarter than you and I will ever be, she has her reasons and will let us know soon enough, she's never kept us in the dark for long and the facts still remains as much as I hate to admit it, we could have been killed back there, with out his warning we would have been ambushed and much more out numbered than we were. If it wasn't for him Hermione would have been hit with a Crucio from That… bitch who'd would have probably killed her straight after" he said, Hermione could here the reluctance to admit it in his voice, she didn't quite catch Ron's muttered reply but Harry's sigh told her she didn't want to either, her eyes glimmering with tears once more. She knew she was risking her friendship with Ron and possibly Harry too, to hold on to Draco but she didn't think she could let him go, big, hot and salty tears ran down her cheeks and Draco kissed them away then kissed Hermione, the bitter taste of tears mixing with Hermione's sweet natural taste. He pulled her closer as he kissed her and some one behind Hermione cleared his throat. Draco did not want to let go but he did when Hermione pulled away slightly. Draco looked over to Harry; hatred marred his features, childhood hatred never forgotten. He was doing this for Hermione. Hermione turned to face Harry and wiped away the remainders of her tears.

"I'll be down in a minute Harry" she said, she sounded a lot stronger than she felt. Harry nodded and walked down the creaking staircase. She turned back to Draco and stood, he watched her with steady grey eyes.

The bitter joke fate had played, for he'd been so horrid to her, now they fall in love, while their on opposite sides of a war, childhood enemies and friendships between them, yet the sweetness of it for now at least they were together, they had each other and they would fight to stay that way until fate, undoubtedly tore them apart.

As he watched her leave he knew that he should walk away now, to prevent himself being hurt but his loyalty came as a shock to him, he couldn't leave her.

As she walked down the stairs she knew he had to run, if Ron had his way, Draco would be dead. Harry would put him in Azkaban and she would loose him. With her heart heavy and her head held high she prepared to fight to keep him safe for the second time.