Authors Notes: sevengee back with another chapter! Read it and review it!

Disclaimer: Every character is JK's but the plot and song is mine! And by the way, the food HG was ordering in ch2 wasn't mine! Anyways, read on!

'Dirty Work'

A Weasley Wedding

NO MORE DEATH EATERS!

On just Thursday morning on an average day, the wizarding world was completely put back into it's order after six years of war, when the news had finally spread that there were no more remaining death eaters.

Avery, a convicted death eater, was found in the troll mountains, by auror Alice Smith, and brought back to Ministry Head Quarters for questioning, a day before each and every single one of them were all captured. With great difficulty, ministry officials were able to extract valuable information on the whereabouts of the remaining death eaters. His confession lead to the capture and prosecution of all the rest of them.

Hermione thrust the article she was reading down on her couch as she picked up a cup of coffee that lay on her kitchen counter. She hadn't been the journalist who had uncovered the story, and she had to admit, she was just a little bitter, but this did not stop her happiness from spreading, because of the fact that every remaining death eater was captured and sent to Azkaban.

It was Ron and Parvati's wedding day, probably the perfect day to hold it, especially with the events that had been going on so far. It would be another happy event after another. What with the recent captures, and now this, Hermione wasn't sure she'd be able to keep up with the good news.

Hermione picked up the paper again and began to flip through it slowly. She wanted to get her mind focused on something happier, and not on the other days event with Draco. It was uncomfortable enough, and although she didn't feel like talking to him, she wanted answers. He was beginning to get under her skin. She couldn't get her mind off of him.

"Don't think about it Hermione." She would tell herself over and over again. To bad though, because Hermione never listened to a word of advice that she had given herself. Not once.

The paper had a list of all the death eaters in alphabetical order, and of where they had been found. Some were found dead from starvation or pneumonia or something of that sort. Hermione wasn't surprised. They couldn't live in those conditions, especially if they lost their wands.

She wondered what Draco was doing at that exact moment. Maybe thinking about her as she was thinking about him. Did he admit his feelings to her? Did she admit her feelings for him by accident? Did she even have any feelings for him? The list of questions just went on.

She put the paper back down, giving up. She couldn't stop herself from thinking about what happened after the conference. Hermione wanted answers, and the only person she could get them from was Draco. Besides, she didn't want a full head on her best friends wedding. If she was distracted, Ron wouldn't be to pleased with her. So without a second thought, Hermione apparated into Ministry walls, on her way to Draco's office.

"Malfoy!" She said, as she barged into his office.

Draco was standing in front of his long, wide window that had a view from below. He was looking out at the sky though. He didn't seem perturbed by her intruding, and simply kept on staring out the window, almost ignoring her presence.

"May I help you?" He asked her, never taking his eyes away from the window. Hermione sighed and walked up to him.

"Yes, you may. I want some answers." She told him, looking out the window as well. It was insanely sunny outside, and the clouds were far away from the sun.

"I thought you would be with Weasley right now," Draco said, walking away from the window and towards his desk. "It's his wedding day isn't it?" He asked, plopping himself down on his chair.

"Yes, it is, but I wanted to talk to you first." She said to him. Draco raised his eyebrows at her, and began flipping through papers on his desk, not facing her. Hermione sighed once more. "You can't keep ignoring my presence." She said. "Just because of what happened after the conference - "

Draco laughed bitterly for some reason, and stopped flipping for a moment. Hermione looked at him, puzzled and asked why he laughed. He looked at her indifferently, and began flipping through his papers lazily again.

"You mean our arguement or all the death eaters being captured?" Draco asked, holding up the Daily Prophet with his free hand. It was turned to the page where it had the list of the death eaters in alphabetical order and where they were found.

"The arguement of course," Hermione answered, looking at him confused. "Why would I be talking about the death eaters?" She asked.

Draco laughed again, shaking his head from side to side. "Don't tell me you've already forgotten." He told her, giving up with the papers and walking over to pour himself a cup of coffee. He offered Hermione some but she turned the offer down. Instead, she sat herself on a chair opposite him, and eyed him suspicously.

"I haven't forgotten anything," she said a little impatiently, keeping a close eye on Draco.

"Are you sure?" He asked, thrusting the newspaper at her. It landed softly in her lap, and she picked it up, her eyes scanning the list of death eaters.

"Have you forgotten that my Father was a death eater?" Draco asked, sipping his coffee. Hermione's eyes widened. This must have meant that his Father was captured. Instantly, she read over the list, till she found the name 'Malfoy,' and read what it said about him.

After reading it, Hermione sighed sadly, and looked at Draco apologetically. "Oh... I'm - sorry. I didn't know." She told him, leaning over to pat him on the back. Draco laughed bitterly again, and took the paper from her, bringing it up to his eyes.

"Shall I recite to you what it says about my Father?" He began coldly, his hands gripping the article more tightly than it should have been.

"Malfoy, don't - "

"Lucius Malfoy - Age 48 - Found in abandoned muggle cabin - Status: Dead - Cause: Starvation. That's all they said. Nothing more." He said, adding a mirthless laugh. "I told you I wouldn't be surprised if they found him shacked up somewhere. Dead." He added, his eyes narrowing angrily.

"I'm so sorry, Malfoy," Hermione said, taking the article away from him, "I had no idea you were so sad about this."

"Sad?" He snapped, snatching the article back and throwing it over to a random corner of the room. "I'm not sad, Granger. In fact, I'm not even affected by my Father's death." Draco denied, beginning to pace.

"You don't have to pretend, Malf - "

"Well, I'm not pretending!" He snapped once more. Draco heaved a few heavy breaths, and halted to a stop, trying to control himself. His breathing began to slow, and once again became normal. He heaved a large sigh, and walked over to Hermione, looking apologetic.

"If you don't mind, Granger, I really don't want to talk about this."

"Oh... okay, if that suits you." Hermione answered, looking sympathetic.

Draco smiled at her weakly. "So, what were you here for again, Hermione?" He asked, for he clearly forgot that Hermione mentioned what she was there for.

Hermione, taking note that he had just called her by her first name, looked at him blankly. She certainly did not think that this was the right time to bring up their arguement, and all her questions on what they were to each other. Draco looked at her puzzled, and quickly, Hermione replaced her blank look with a smile.

"Oh, nothing," she answered, standing up, "I just wanted to see how you were... er... because - well, anyways, I just wanted to see you." She stumbled, quickly walking over to the door. "Anyways, I've seen you now, and you seem... well, you seem fine, so I'll just be going!" Hermione continued, in somewhat of a high pitched voice.

"Er... you just wanted to see me?" Draco asked, holding the door open for her.

"Um... of course. Besides, why wouldn't I want to?" Hermione asked, but then quickly regretted.

"Well, because of our arguement that other day, of course..." Draco trailed off a bit uncomfortably. "I thought you would want some space, that's all." He said, quickly explaining.

"Oh, no! Of course not. I love spending time with you!" Hermione blurted. Draco looked at her incredulously. Oh bloody hell. "I mean... I don't. I mean, I do!" Hermione stuttered, looking at anything but him. Her cheeks flushed quickly.

Draco merely chuckled, and patted her on the shoulder. "I know what you meant, don't sweat it, Hermione."

Hermione beamed, noticing once more that he called her by her first name. "Well... I should be off now, Draco," she said, saying his first name as well. Draco didn't seem to have noticed. "If you need me for the ball or... for anything really," she added, mainly saying so, because his father had just been found dead, "then you know how to contact me."

"Of course, of course," Draco said, ushering her out of his door. "I'll try not to though, I know you'll be at the wedding celebrating and everything."

"Oh, okay." Hermione said, walking out the door. "I'll be seeing you later then." Draco nodded at her politely, and she stalked off, her back turned. It's true. She would terribly dislike it if Draco had called her during the wedding for help on the planning. Hermione would rather be spending time at the wedding, watching her best friend say I do, with all her friends and family. But, she would still be there alone.

And then, as Hermione was walking, an idea popped in to her head. She turned around and ran back to his office door, catching him before he closed it completely.

"What the - Granger, I thought you were going?" Draco asked, as Hermione's foot stopped the door from closing.

"I know, I was, but I wanted to ask you something!" Hermione said, heaving just a little bit since she ran back to his door.

Draco looked at her expectantly. "...And?" He asked her.

A slight tint of red began to erupt on Hermione's cheeks, but Draco, being Draco, ignored it. Hermione looked down at her feet and twiddled her hair with a finger, obviously to shy to ask him what she just merely thought of seconds ago. She was going on a whim here.

"Well, I was just wondering..." She began, raising her head a fracture. "Since you'll be alone all day, and so will I, because I'm sure that everyone at the wedding will be distracted... maybe you'd want to go with me?" She looked up completely, to see Draco's eyes widen just a little bit.

"Um... as a date?" He asked, while opening the door so Hermione's foot could be freed and stepping in front of her. He had a hearty smile on his face.

Hermione, taken aback by the question, quickly thought. A date or no date? Oh, I wish a had a coin to flip!

"A date of course!" Hermione said, surprising herself completely. Draco looked as if he were thinking for a moment, and scratched his chin. "Well, if I do, that means I would have to cancel all my meetings today..." Immediately, Hermione's heart sank just a little. Was he turning her down? She kept a smile on her face.

After about a minute, Draco stopped pondering, and gave her a large smile from eat to ear. "I would love to, Hermione." He answered her.

Hermione beamed. This would be great. It would take his mind off of his father, for sure, and she wouldn't be bored at the wedding. "Excellent!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "Well, the wedding starts at 1:00 pm, at the Burrow, in their backyard. I'll meet you outside their gates."

"Perfect," Draco said going back inside, "I'll see you then." And with the same smile he had shown her as he said yes, he shut the door quietly on her.

Hermione huffed happily to herself, and turned around, tucking her hair behind her ears. Draco was going to be her date. Her best friend was getting married. All the death eaters had been captured. What could make life any better?

12:49 pm --

"Oh, Parvati, you look fantastic!" Hermione exclaimed as she stepped back, sighing with happiness. Parvati was in her wedding gown, with flowers in her hands and a veil as well. She was the entire package. She looked amazing, and every woman in the room was practically drooling at the sight of her white gown.

"I do, don't I?" She said, as if it were the first time she'd seen herself. "I can't wait till Ron sees me in this!" She said, turning around in front of a mirror.

"And I can't wait till I see mum pinching your cheeks till they're completely red." Ginny came in humourously. Hermione slapped Ginny lightly on the arm.

"Don't tease, Gin, it's her wedding day!" Hermione told her, while still looking at Parvati.

"I'm not teasing, I'm just stating facts," Ginny laughed, giving Parvati a hug. "Besides, she knows I'm happy for her."

"Well, thanks!" Parvati said happily, practically jumping up and down. "I'm so glad you guys could be here! I have no idea where I would be without you guys."

"And me," said her twin sister Padma, who just walked into the room. She had just taken notice of the beautiful dress that was on her sister, and instantly, her eyes went oval at the sight of it. She ran up to her sister and gave her a bear hug, tears practically streaming down her face.

"Oh, I'm so happy for you!" She squeaked, holding her out. Hermione laughed. "I hate to spoil the moment, but everybody's all downstairs. And the wedding starts in ten minutes, so..."

Parvati's eyes went round. "Ten minutes? Really? I should be getting down there!" She said, breaking away from the gang. She walked over to her mother, who gave her a wet kiss on the cheek, and her father, who took her arm and began walking her down the stairs.

"I'll see you all down there!" She yelled to them, as she was descending the stairs. "Wish me luck!"

"Luck!" The girls said in unison, all laughs and tears. They all were very indeed happy for the bride.

Hermione, realizing she had to be leaving as well, to meet Draco, instantly jumped up. "Oh, I should be getting down there as well!" She exclaimed, walking over to the door.

"What for, Hermione?" Padma asked, standing up.

"To meet Malfoy," Ginny came in, a smirk on her face. "He's Hermione's date." Padma looked at Hermione incredulously, and gave her a wink.

"Malfoy, hmm? I never would have thought of it." She said, nudging Hermione.

"It's not a date. We're just - "

"You can't possibly still be saying that you two are just friends?" Ginny exclaimed, laughing a little at Hermione. She narrowed her eyes a little at the red head, and began down the stairs, with Ginny and Padma following.

"Oh, shove off you." Hermione said, hanging on to the railing.

"He'll be walking you down the aisle, you know." Ginny said, trying to inform her of something. Padma squealed with laughter.

"Down the aisle, Gin? He's just taking me to a wedding, we're not going to get married - "

"No, you fool," Ginny interrupted, a smile erupting on her lips. "You're a bridesmaid, remember? Since he's your date, Parvati's cousin won't have to be walking you down the aisle anymore."

Hermione said "Oh yeah!" In realization, going quicklier down the stairs. "Well, I guess I'd better hurry up and inform him then, hmm?" She said, trying to stop the two from following her. "I'll see you guys in the backyard." She told them, trying to hint to the girls that she didn't want them following her.

"Oh alright," Padma said a little crestfallen. "We'll see you there in five."

Good. Hermione thought. Now she could meet Draco, who was probably already outside waiting for her. Hermione, never wanting someone to wait, went down the stairs quicker, and thrust the door open, running out onto the path that lead to the gate. She saw Draco standing right by the entrance. Quickly, she opened it, and let him in, a smile on her face.

"Nice to see you," she greeted, motioning for him to follow her. Hesitantly, Draco followed.

"Does Weasley know I'm your date?" He asked, a little vigilant. "I wouldn't want him smoking me the moment I enter his backyard."

Hermione, laughing a little, thought for a moment. In fact, Ron had no idea that Draco was her date, because she had forgotten to mention it. Luckily, she knew that he wouldn't go berserk at the sight of their former enemy, mainly because he had been the one who suggested it in the first place.

"No, he doesn't, but trust me it'll be okay," she assured him.

Draco, who seemed to be satisfied with Hermione's assurance, smiled and held out his arm for her. "Well, seeing as the wedding starts soon, shall we go?"

"Yes, of course." Hermione answered him, gladly linking her arm with his.

Together the two followed the path back to the house, admiring the decorations surrounding the backyard that was in their view. Going from tree to tree were connected pink streamers all around it. At least one hundred seats were set up, and at the altar was a podium in which the minister would wed them, and a frame for Ron and Parvati to step in while they said their vows. It was beautiful.

"The backyard has been decorated quite glamorously," Draco commented, as he and Hermione made their way together. "Except... I don't think they were able to keep all the gnomes away." Draco pointed at a walking overgrown potato with a long beard. Hermione laughed as Draco picked it up, swirled it around and threw it far away from the backyard.

"Ron will be glad you did that. And I'm surprised you knew how to get it away." Hermione said, watching the gnome in the air as it began to descend.

"I may have maids and butlers, Hermione, but I know a couple of chores myself." He said proudly. Hermione laughed again.

Once Draco and Hermione were gathered at the back of the yard, mostly everyone had come and were seated, and Parvati was ready in a little room off to the side. Hermione could tell that Ron was probably dying to see her, for he was bending around to look at it.

"You should be up at the altar now, Mister," Hermione said once she was able to get away from Draco for a moment. She wanted to give Ron a few encouraging words before he went up to the altar.

"I know. And I'm not a mister. Yet," he added, with a shy smile. Hermione giggled and hugged him. Ron returned the hug greatfully, and held her for a moment. He sighed. "I see you chose to bring Malfoy after all." Ron said.

Hermione's eyes widened while she was still hugging him, and pulled away from him, holding him out. "Er... yeah. How did you find out?" She asked him.

"Well, I saw him while I was hugging you just now. Standing next to Ginny." Ron let go of Hermione's arm and pointed to Draco who was talking politely with Ginny. Hermione blushed, a little emberassed.

"I would have told you sooner, but it was really a last minute thing..."

"Don't worry. I'm glad you found someone you actually liked to take to my wedding."

Hermione, hearing those words, grinned widely. "I'm glad you're okay with it."

"Yeah, well... he really is okay these days. I like him. And if Harry knew him now, he'd be okay with it too." He said to her.

Hermione looked down. "I know..." She felt Ron staring at her. "You know... he would be really happy for you right now, Ron. Very happy."

"Of course," Ron said, hugging her once more. "He'd be my best man."

Hermione, feeling tears begin to well up in her eyes, immediately wiped them while she was still hugging Ron, and when she was sure they weren't visible, let go of him and held him out to herself again. Ron was very handsome in his traditional tuxedo.

"Alright, enough of this talk. Get up there!" She said, with a sad, yet happy smile.

Ron nodded with a grin and began his way up to the frame, along with Bill, who he had chosen for a best man, because he was the eldest brother in the family. After seeing that he had completely made it to the frame, Hermione went back to the back of the yard, with the rest of the bridesmaids.

"He's very happy, isn't he?" Draco asked Hermione, as he stood beside her.

"Oh yes. Very." She answered.

Suddenly, a soft tune began to surround the whole backyard. The orchestra had already begun the music. Quickly, the couples that would be up at the altar began to pair up in a straight line, and immediately, Hermione and Draco did the same.

Soon, two of the pairs had already gone up, as well as the ring bearer and the flower girl. Hermione and Draco were the last pair to go, and after Ginny had gone up with Parvati's cousin, they began to march up to the altar.

Eyes had followed them as they made their way, and Ron was beaming at Hermione. She beamed back, and looked at Draco with a smile. He did the same, and nodded at Ron, who politely nodded as well. Draco and Hermione had made it all the way up, and with quick glances towards each other, they seperated to either side of the altar.

After they had done this, the orchestra began to play the traditional march for the bride, and everyone had stood up. Parvati was coming up with a veil over her head, arm in arm with her father. Hermione looked at Ron and he was staring at her as if he had never seen her before. She had to hold back tears, just as Parvati was doing.

Parvati had made it up to the frame where Ron stood, and smiled at him. The two stared, only having eyes for the other. They were completely mesmerized, and Hermione found this so cute. She looked at Draco who was on the other side, and smiled at him. He winked at her in return so quickly that Hermione may have not noticed it.

"Everyone please be seated," said the minister who was standing at the podium in front of the frame. Everyone sat down, and was quiet. The only thing that could be heard was the wimpering of Mrs. Weasley, who was not doing a very good job of holding it in.

"Be silent, my fellow friends. The wedding, shall now begin."

"To the new bride and groom!" Yelled Fred Weasley, who was holding out a bottle of champagne to the crowd in front of him. All of them were seated at tables, which replaced the hundred chairs in the backyard. With the help of Hermione and Draco, the entire Weasley family was able to take the chairs out quickly by magic and put in the tables.

The reception had already begun, and anyone who had been part of the wedding was seated at a high table, resembling the one for the staff at Hogwarts. Ron and Parvati were in the middle, while Hermione and Draco were on Ron's other side. The crowd was laughing and enjoying themselves, and Hermione was as well. She was beginning to be very glad that she had invited Draco.

Everyone had just finished hearing a comedic speech from Fred, who ventured to talk about Ron's early years as a child. Apparently, he had spent most of it kissing a Magique Jasmine Doll, telling his family he would one day marry her. And according to George, "Parvati, you are his new Magique Jasmine!"

The crowd clapped happily as the cork for the wine bottle flew off and the wine began to come out in a beautiful arch. The stage on which the band stood with Fred was spilled with alcohol. "Cheers, little brother! May you have a happy marriage, and many more to come!" The crowd laughed once more as Fred took a seat next to George at the high table, the wine bottle still spilling in an arch.

Ron gave Fred a fake angry look and kissed Parvati. Hermione heard Ron mumble a quick "sorry about that," to her. Parvati replied by shaking her head, and telling Fred his speech was very heart felt. Hermione snorted. Heart felt her arse.

"They're quite the comedians, Fred and George, hmm?" Draco whispered in Hermione's ear, as the guests laughed and chatted with one another.

"Of course. They wouldn't be Fred and George if they weren't!"

Hermione looked up at the stage after answering Draco, and saw that the lead singer of the group had once again stepped up to the microphone. She patted Draco on the arm and pointed excitedly to the band. "Look, I think they're going to perform now!"

The lead singer tapped the microphone and introduced himself. "Hey folks, my name is Bradshaw, and I'm the lead singer of the Comet Strips!" He showcased his band, who consisted of two guitarists including himself, a person who was behind the keyboards and a drummer. Everyone clapped. "Once again, a large congratulations goes out to the new couple! Mr and Mrs Ronald Weasley!" The crowd cheered once more, and Ron and Parvati toasted.

"Now, without further ado, the Comet Strips would like to play their first song. Mr and Mrs Weasley, the dance floor is all yours..."

Beaming, Ron stood up holding a hand out for Parvati. Graciously, she took it and with a steady hand, Ron lead his new wife onto the dance floor. No one dared to step up and dance along with them, for this was their first slow dance as a couple, and their song.

Parvati wrapped her arms around Rons shoulders, and he held her at the waist. Every eye was on them, yet it felt like they were the only two there. Hermione couldn't help but sigh.

Slowly, the music began for the slow song, and the band began to play their instruments. Ron and Parvati began to sway on the dance floor, and the band started to sing.

Eyes wide open, I saw you...

Taking my breath away... oh, yeah.

And then I said to myself, 'How can this be?

When she's only me without me?'

A few minutes the crowd watched, the two sharing their moment together. It was wonderful, how they fit so perfectly in each others arms, and how smoothly they moved. It was a sight none would forget, and Hermione knew she would be sighing all night.

Veritaserum will never do...

My love can never be expressed for you.

Without you I'm only me...

Only me, it's true.

Only me, my heart opens for you.

By now, many had stood up, knowing that it was right for them to join the couple on the dance floor. Many held out a hand for their partners, and Hermione watched enviously, as everyone had someone to dance with. Even Ginny (with Parvati's cousin).

Stare at the moon all night

Ghostly in our minds...

I was under a spell

When I fell for you...

Are you with me now?

Hermione rested her had on her palm, which was being held up by her elbow. Almost every guest was dancing along, and she was most likely the only girl without a person to dance with. She looked hopelessly around and saw no one. Where had Draco gone?

The lights around the backyard lit up all the faces, and Hermione looked up surprised. Some of the guests took their eyes away from their partners while dancing for a moment as well, to see who had lit the lights going around the backyard (for it was already night by now).

The entire backyard was completely illuminated by beautiful yellow lights, and Hermione glanced at Parvati, who only took the slightest notice of this. She smiled and went back to dancing with Ron, who had not even noticed this change.

When everyone had turned their heads back, Hermione sighed. She kept on staring at the lights that were beginning to comfort her in her loneliness. Everyone was having a very good time, and she was as well. She just wished she had someone to dance with.

Hermione continued to look around the backyard. Familiar faces, and different faces, all happy and relaxed. Not one person or face seemed to be out of place. Every invitation excepted, and everybody known by face at least. Nothing seemed to be unusual.

Except one thing.

Perhaps being a trick of the lights, Hermione thought she had seen something in the clutter of tree's that surrounded the backyard. A familiar face. She would not have seen it in the first place had the lights not been on, but this could have been her imagination. Hermione peered at the tree's from where she sat, but the face was gone. It was familiar she knew that. All she remembered seeing was black hair. Raven black. And then she felt someone tap her ever so lightly on the shoulder. She turned around quickly.

"May I have this dance?" A voice said smoothly.

Hermione gasped. Cold blue eyes had met hers. "Draco! You frightened me!" She said taken aback.

"I'm sorry, Hermione. I didn't mean to." Draco held out his right hand gracefully, and looked at her apologetically. "Was something wrong?"

"Oh... no," Hermione said, still wondering if what she saw was her imagination, "I... thought I saw something. But nevermind."

Draco raised an eyebrow. "Alright then," he answered, forgetting what Hermine had said.

She looked at him and then the lights, and widened her eyes at realization. "The lights... did you - ?"

Draco smirked and quickly picked up her left hand and kissed it lightly. "May I have this dance, Hermione?" He asked once more.

Hermione looked up at him, and smiled. "Of course," she answered happily, completely forgetting about her question about the illuminating scenery, and what she saw in the trees.

Draco took her by both hands and walked her smoothly on the dance floor, and got into the traditional dancing position. From afar, Hermione guessed they would look like the perfect couple. Draco and Hermione. It sounded good inside her head.

The two began to dance together, flowing with the music. They were beside Ron and Parvati who were still mesmerized with each other. Ron gave her a quick smile, when he saw that Draco had his arms around hers. Hermione could feel herself blush.

Look in the mirror, who do you see?

Just yourself, or you and me?

Oh yeah... you've got me now.

You're with me now...

Draco looked at Hermione as they danced, and she stared back at him, lost in his gaze. Hermione hadn't felt this comfortable with a man for a long time, and she was cherishing every feeling and touch. Draco was making her feel like she had felt almost months ago.

After staring at each other for what felt like an eternity, Draco broke the gaze. Hermione was surprised at how he did it, but for some reason she saw it coming. It was the perfect moment for him to do it, and she was happy he had courage enough for it.

When Draco's lips had made contact with Hermione's the whole world was non-existent for just that moment. It was silent, and the only thing that was heard was the music and the only thing that they felt was the consuming feeling of something more than a friendship. It was wonderful to Hermione, and she had not wanted the moment to end.

Like the sun in the sky,

We belong way up high.

Are you with me?

Are you with me?

Are you still with me?

You're always going to be with me...

Hermione had to say, that that was the most perfect way to end the most perfect night.

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A/N: HEY GUYS! okay... so how did you like my pace? hopefully not to fast? im very cautious about that... hopefully you guys enjoyed it though!

sorry if that was somewhat of cliffhanger... i try not to do those xD. dont worry though. answers will come in time... x). And the song i just made up on the spot, so im sorry if it was crap xD. The song doesnt belong to anybody. i made it up.

Review please? Thanks!

Yours always,
Sevengee/Lina.