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Cast: Why do you always do that!

Me: Do what.

JKR: (looking on smugly) Leave us hanging.

Me: Like you care about my story.

JKR: (smirk disappears) Good point.

Me: Anyways, I promised I would finish this story.

Hermione: Well, it's taken you a hell of a long time to get started.

Draco: (comes out of storage closet) I haven't been put to use in like…a month.

Me: You're like, included in almost every Harry Potter story on this website.

Harry: Well, at least she's writing. Although I liked it better when she wasn't writing.

Rest of Cast: Why?

Harry: Cause we didn't have to worry about getting kidnapped when she wasn't writing.

Cast: (runs out of magically placed door)

Well, I couldn't steal them from JKR or anyone else who legally owns the characters. In two words, not mine.

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Author's note: Sorry for not updating this story in a while. I can't wait until summer. I remember updating like twice or at least once a week last year. Anyways, school has been hectic. I had a series of almost never ending research reports and crafty "creative" projects. They just don't know when to stop. On top of that, it's competition time for dance this month and part of last month, so weekends have been filled with three to five hour practices or weekend long performances. It never ends. Not to mention that I've had major writer's block. Now that they are together, I have to bring Hermione back to the regular world while managing to not poor all the information out at once. I tried one rough draft and wrote about eight pages on Word before saying that that draft sucks. So, in conclusion, sorry again. Hope you enjoy.

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Special thanks: I want to thank all the new reviewers I got the last time I put this story up. I got at least six reviews of, "I tried to read your story in one sitting," and I'm very flattered and thankful. I know I've let all of you down by not updating. I hope you stick with the story. For all of my reviewers, I hope you stick with this story as well, and I also hope you try to read my new one. It's less serious than this one, so I guarantee more laughs unless my sense of humor totally weirds you out. I also really want to thank people who give out long reviews. I like hearing what long reviewers have to say. I will thank individually next chapter, although I can't make any promises.

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Surprisingly, Blaise took it pretty well. He took it like a giddy girl friend would have minus the giddy part. In fact, he kind of had his 'I knew it' smirk on his face. After Blaise, I took Harry to the Room of Requirement to tell him.

All these events leads us to Harry's reaction. Right now, he's still in the state of shock. I can't believe I broke the news to him and hour ago, and he's still in the state of shock.

"I knew you two were civil, but…"

"C'mon Harry. It's not totally weird. I mean, I wouldn't be a total hypocrite since I'm all for inter-house relations. I'm definitely not going to parade him around with the whole holding hands and snuggling deal," I said practically begging.

Wow, it's a good thing his temper wasn't the type to turn psycho whenever he hears something he didn't like.

"Hannah did predict this would happen, and not in a Trelawny I'm-high-off-my-incense type thing either," he replied.

I gave him a look.

"Hannah predicted this?" I asked incredulously.

"Don't go getting mad, Hermione. She just thought you two weren't acting as cruel to each other anymore and that's all. Then she said you two would look cute together, and that's where I drew the line…"

I laughed nervously.

"So…weird or not?"

"It's weird, no doubt about it. I guess I can live with it. I'm not okay with it, but I'll live. No, I'm not mad, and I'm not too surprised. In fact, I myself saw it coming." There was a short pause. "But Hermione…um…what about the war?"

There's the question that would surely brighten the conversation.

I sighed and gave Harry an uncertain look. "I don't know. The good thing is, he made no promises. The bad thing is… he made no promises."

"Well, at least he's not giving you false hope, which, by far, is the last thing you need right now," he said deep in thought. "By the sounds of it, he could really hurt you emotionally."

"I know, Harry. This relationship won't probably go beyond liking each other, but I somehow have a feeling that I…that I can save him?" I said before realizing the words coming out of my mouth.

"You could save him?" asked Harry in doubt.

"If he needed it," I said, finishing what I started. "Not in the love type of I'll-save-you-so-we-could-be-together-thing, but the friend type of saving. And here I was thinking that I would accept the fact that he would one day be branded evil. I don't want that for him."

Harry gave me a long look and sighed.

"How? You can't convince him as easily as you can convince other people. It's hard to believe, but he's loyal, which ultimately goes against his house traits. He also seeks approval, which he won't get, no offense, if he's with you."

"Since when do you get all psychological about analyzing people?" I asked coldly, wishing he hadn't stated the truth.

"Hermione, don't get snippy. I'm just trying to warn you," Harry said defensively.

I nodded to tell him I understood.

"I know. I just have a feeling in my stomach. It's the one that I get when I have a hunch about something, and I really believe I could save him. Oh, don't look at me like that, Harry. The last time I got a stomach feeling, I saved twenty people, all of which we love, from getting Avadad."

Harry gave a half smile. "Just be careful."

"I will," I said a little hesitantly.

Now, I will never admit it out loud, but this is the one time in my life I wished Divination was real. I mean, what will happen with him and me? What if I couldn't save him? What if I couldn't save me or Harry or any one else?

It's all so confusing.

"I discovered something," Harry interrupted after a 30 second silence.

"And what may that be?" I asked still a little annoyed/hesitant.

Harry ignored my tone of voice. "Crookshanks is the door opener."

"Door opener for what?" I asked confused.

"For the Goblin wall thingy. Honestly Hermione! Have you been so wrapped up in Malfoy that you forgot about this whole ordeal?" asked Harry.

I think he was letting out all his pent up frustration me. No, I know he was letting out his anger on me.

His anger caused me to stare at him for a while, thinking about what he said. It was true that I had been slacking on my research for Harry. I only looked for the solution to the Voldemort problem three times a week. The only thing I have concerned myself with was Blaise and Draco. Who would have thought that those two would almost be the center of my life? Anyways, I haven't come up with a solution, and there was no excuse for slacking. I can't believe I was stupid enough to forget how important this was. Well, I did save Victoria, but that's beside the point. Gosh, I am so stupid! This is so unlike me.

To make it up to him, or at least try, I gave him my utmost attention.

"I'm sorry. I'm just out of it Harry. Continue about Crookshanks, please."

Harry sighed and shifted in his seat. "He's not human or dead, and he is sort of a night animal. You don't see him doing much during the day. Well, I don't see him during the day at all."

"That's weird," I said thinking out loud. "I never see Crookshanks that much anymore either. I think he still doesn't trust me."

"Why?"

"It's nothing," I said a little too quickly.

"Why?" Harry repeated a little more firm.

It was my turn to sigh. "It's just a thing about getting mad at him for not liking one of my summer friends."

C'mon Harry. Let the issue pass. I can't talk about Crookshanks now.

"Is that why Crookshanks wasn't here at the beginning of the year?"

I nodded.

"Okay," he said, excepting the issue despite his gut feeling.

Okay, it's not what you think. It really wasn't a big deal. It wasn't that bad. It was just a misunderstanding with Crookshanks. We're past that now, and I prefer not to revisit it…ever.

"Anyways, I think Crookshanks is doing his own investigating, and I think you should pick up on yours," Harry chastised.

"Okay, I will. I did find a book on the possibility of opening a Goblin Tunnel. I'll start there," I said giddily.

"Good for you, Hermione. Now, I'm going to do the homework, because I need to become an Auror, and you can go snuggle with your fluffy dragon," he said shooing me off and trying to make the situation light again.

"You have a girlfriend that you snuggle with! Although, I don't see you getting your pantyhose in a bunch just to snuggle with Hannah," I replied teasingly.

Harry just stared for a second. "Go away, Hermione. Stop making fun of my pantyhose."

"Fine, fine," I said with a smirk while leaving the workroom happy, or at least partly.

I was glad Harry tried to make light of the situation. I just wished I felt light about what I knew was coming.

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'Please be in the workroom. Please be in the workroom. Please be in the workroom,' I thought as I made my way down my staircase. 'Okay good, you're in the workroom.' I really needed him right now. He needs to bring the comfort back in my life.

It was true that we only got together a couple of hours ago, but our relationship didn't feel weird at all.

As I entered the workroom, Draco was sitting on the couch reading again. I love that trait about him. It makes me feel that we're at least somewhat compatible. In fact, I don't know anyone with that trait besides him. Maybe it's something an old couple does, but I want to just sit and read with him.

When I reached the couch, I smiled, sat down, and kissed him on the cheek.

"How was it?" he asked.

"With who?"

"With the two most important men in your life," he responded like it was obvious.

"What, making out with them? They're great. Harry has gotten better…"

"Okay, stop right there," Draco said while covering his ears.

I smiled. "I have four men on my list of important men. Yes, you included, Draco."

"Who's the fourth guy? Weasel? If it is, there's a cliff not too far from here…"

"Try my father," I said sarcastically.

"Oh, well. At least you can't mate with him."

"Draco!"

"Okay I'll stop," he said while trying to prevent me from slapping him. "Seriously, how did they take the news about us?"

"Don't you just love that we're an us…"

Draco glared.

"Sorry, I got distracted by the image of our future 45 children."

"Hermione!"

I kissed his cheek again and cleared my throat. "Well, Blaise had the I-knew-it smirk on, and Harry took about an hour to realize that he wasn't hallucinating."

"Is that why you took so damn long? Is he okay with it?"

Hey, I'm liking the concern. I didn't know he cared. "Yeah. He says he can live with it, but he still doesn't like you."

Draco nodded. "And vice versa."

I wish I could ask him about the war. Now wouldn't be a great time, but I wish it was. Harry wouldn't hesitate to kill him, and I knew I couldn't make him hesitate. If either of them attacks the other, I can't stop them. If Voldemort were watching, Draco wouldn't hesitate to kill any one of my friends. Gosh, I wish I could bring it up. But right now, I think I just need to enjoy him…as corny as that sounds.

"So, what did you do while I was gone?" I asked, putting on my best smile.

"Well," Draco started, putting down his book. "I did my homework and started reading for the test next week."

"Wow, I bet you were having the time of your life."

"Yeah. It was one of those times where there are moments that will last forever unless a better moment comes along. Basically…it was magical!"

I laughed and tried to get up.

Draco wouldn't let me.

"I have a life to get to," I said, half glaring.

"Yeah, and 75 is devoted to me. This is me and you time," he said with his huge hand gestures.

"Okay," I whispered.

He swooped down and kissed me on the lips this time. Well, we more made-out than anything else. When he came up for air, I took my chances at being about to get up again.

"Okay, I'm done with you. I'm moving one to the next one," I said while feeling myself sink back down next to him.

"Stop thinking about other things for a second," he said, poking me.

I could practically feel the annoyance in his voice.

"Okay, fine. You get some you time," I said giving in.

I would never be able to leave, unless he was satisfied with couple time, wish we never established by the way.

"Anyways, we need to make a final decision for the Graduation gift…"

"Draco!"

"I'm kidding. Gosh, Hermione," he said putting his hands up in defense.

"You're so self-centered," I said rolling my eyes.

"How!"

"I can't have a life without you time," I said affectionately while poking him on the side.

"And to think, while other people are having sex we're here poking each other."

I sneered at him.

"Well if…"

Tap, tap, tap.

I looked at the window and sighed. I can't say I wasn't surprised, but when I saw who was outside, I couldn't help but think that my life would either be sad or happy after I read the contents of the letter. Pig was at my window, and that meant that Ron was finally speaking to me. I was exited, well more anxious than exited, about him talking to me that I didn't even consider what was in the note.

It read:

'We have business to discuss now. Common Room.'

That's all it said. He was rude enough to demand me to do something and not sign his name to it. In fact, I think he was trying to be rude. I don't even think I want to go to the common room and see what he has to say. I was just in the common room. There is no way I'm going back.

Then again, he is talking to me, so I think we're making progress. Well, at least, I hope we're making progress. I've made up my mind; I'm going to go see him.

Before I left, I kissed Draco goodbye.

"If I'm not here in 30 minutes, don't look for me."

"What are you-?"

"Just don't look for me please," I said before running off to the common room.

If, by any chance, Ron wanted to be friends again, I needed to set aside time to hang out with him. This was definitely going to ruin my study time, but Ron was really important to me, and I really wanted him back in my life.

Although, I can't help wondering if he just wants to screw me over.

After climbing the stairs, I found the common room empty except for a certain red head in the corner. The situation would've made me smile if it weren't for the expression on his face. He was in an overly giddy mood. All I had to do was look in his eyes and see that his mind was set on something.

As soon as I sat down he said, "I see you've succeeded."

"With what?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

"Actually I don't," I spat sarcastically.

He sighed dramatically. His attitude reminded me of an old Draco. Yeah, I'm thinking maybe…third year Draco.

Of course, he didn't notice he was Draco, so he just kept talking. He's such a stupid jerk.

"You made a bet with me. You remember that night, Hermione? Do you remember when you said you would do anything to maybe have a chance at getting my trust back?"

I stared at him blankly for a couple of seconds before it all came back to me.

"How did you know about him and me?" I asked suspiciously.

He sighed again. "I needed the Room of Requirement because I didn't feel like going all the way down to the kitchens, but you and Harry were already there talking."

Typical Ron. He's always thinking about his stomach.

"Now," he started. "What do you have to do?"

"I…I have to dump him," I whispered quietly.

"Yes you do. And since you actually got him to go out with you, I am gracious enough to let you keep him until the end of May," Ron said in a dull voice.

"Don't make me-."

"You agreed," he said getting up. "You agreed, and you can't go back on it."

"Ron-." I said before he walked out of the portrait hole.

What is wrong with him? Strangely enough, he knows I don't want to let Draco go and yet he's still making me. I need Draco Malfoy in my life, crazy as it sounded, and he definitely needs me in his. He can't take me away from him after I had a revelation. I never have revelations. I was supposed to save Draco dammit! I won't let Ron stop me from keeping him. I don't care.

And yet, I wanted Ron to be my friend, even if he is so willing to drop me. I don't want to lose Draco either. If only Ron could forgive me just a little bit. Maybe he could at least act civil around me. Although, acting civil is way too much to ask from him. He's too stubborn to listen to me. I guess I just…I just wish he wasn't.

However, wishing isn't going to make it true.

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Author's Note: Okay, I'm sorry for the incredibly crappy chapter, but I needed to get Hermione back to the real world. That's why I had so much trouble writing. Plus, it seriously wasn't easy to put Ron back in the story. I also tried to make it get a little darker in time for the big finish. That led to Hermione getting a little mushier. Anyways, now that we've got the story rolling again, there might not be that much left to go. I know, I'll miss it too, but there's always my NEW STORY!