A/N: Wow, One week to the day!

Hermione, despite how late she went to bed, woke up in the late morning. It was only about 10 or so. But she was restless. She quietly slipped out of the bed that was set up for her, grabbed a pair of Ginny's old jeans, slipped them on, instead of the plaid pajama bottoms she was wearing and grabbed some flip flops, they were hers, she just happened to leave them there from some summer before.

The house was quiet, above her she could hear the sounds of Ron snoring, to her right she could hear a baby cooing, and below her she could hear the subtle sounds of breakfast being made. She slipped down the stairs and peeked into the kitchen. At the stove was Mrs. Weasley humming gently as she fixed a mountain load of eggs with ease. "Good Morning." Said Hermione softly as she walked into the kitchen.

Mrs. Weasley turned not at all startled. "Oh Hermione, Good Morning. I was hoping you'd have a bit of a lie in. Considering the night you had," She said.

"Actually I was hoping I would too, but I couldn't sleep, to restless I guess," Hermione said helping herself to a cup of coffee. She knew this kitchen just as well as any family member.

"That makes four of us," Mrs. Weasley said passing the jug of milk to Hermione.

"Four, Mrs. Weasley?" asked Hermione as she added milk to her coffee followed by sugar.

"Arthur went into work early this morning to make sure everything possible is being done to capture the death eaters," she said turning the skillet over and dumping the mess of eggs onto a already warm platter. "And Draco came down about an hour ago."

"He did?" she asked.

"Oh yes dear. Very polite young man, despite his raising," she said pursing her lips together in the memory of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.

"Do you know where he went?" Hermione asked after looking around the kitchen to confirm that no one besides the two of them were in there.

"Oh outside, towards the paddock," She said waving in that general direction. She slid sausages into the skillet next.

"Hmm," Hermione said before grabbing a second cup of coffee and filling it up, leaving it black. "Thanks Mrs. Weasley."

"Your quiet welcome dear," Mrs. Weasley said before turning her wand on a pile of oranges who began peeling and juicing themselves.

Hermione walked outside the back door through the garden which smelled as wonderful as ever to the field behind the Weasley house. Through the open windows she could now just hear people beginning to get up. Probably Percy and Penny, with the baby and all. She smiled and walked through the field, coffee cups in hand towards the paddock. She was about twenty feet away from him when she first noticed the silver blonde of his hair lighting up the scenery. She sighed. He was laying in the middle of the field looking up at the cloudless blue sky.

He noticed her approach, the sound of her flip flops on her heels, the pace of the steps and the scent of coffee.

"Hey," she said coming to a stop next to him before gracefully sinking into a sitting position next to him.

"Hey," he said turning to look at her.

"Brought you coffee," she said before handing him the slightly chipped mug. "Trust me, it's better then any coffee I could make."

"I'll take your word for it," he said sitting up and taking a sip. It was like heaven. It surged through his veins taking away the fatigue that had settled there.

"So, you wanna tell me why you are out here, laying in the middle of a field watching the clouds pass?"

"Actually Miss Granger, in case you haven't noticed there are no clouds in the sky."

Hermione sighed. "Shut up Draco," she smiled at him and then took a sip of her coffee which was a caramel color compared to the black of Draco's. "Seriously?"

He took another sip of his. "Seriously, I just needed to think. Hermione," he started. "I just can't sit around and wait for the next attack anymore. I think," this would make her worry. "I'm going to sign up for Pre-Auror training."

"What?" said Hermione in disbelief.

"I'm going to sign up for Pre-Auror training. I've decided, finally, what I want to be, and the recent attacks have forced me to make this decision sooner then I wanted."

"Oh," she said softly while looking into the swirls in her coffee.

"Originally I was going to take a year or two off before college to explore the world, to try to find my place in it, but now, because of everything that's happened in the past couple of months, I've realized that's a very distant dream. And then again I've realized I've found where I'm supposed to be sooner then I would have ever thought. I belong on the light side, fighting against everything I've ever known since I was 3. Against his supporters and I think the best way I could do this is to become an auror." He was looking at her and from her facial expressions he knew that she was thinking about this. She knew that this job was dangerous and many people had died during the course of fighting this second war. It was a risk they had all taken.

"I think," she started slowly. "That if that's where you think you belong that you should try it."

"Hermione, are you sure?" he asked. He was almost positive that he would have an argument with her.

"It's your choice isn't it," she said firmly.

"No Hermione, it's our choice," he said, setting down his coffee and taking hers from her hands, he pulled her into a hug. "I love you and I wanted to make sure that everything was ok with you first."

She'd shed a couple of tears thinking about what could happen to him but in the end she knew that'd this was what he wanted to do. "Of course it is you doof. But then again," she said in a very serious voice " if you think that I'm just going to sit back and watch you have all the fun you've got another thing coming."

"Hermione, your supposed to be training to be a healer, not an auror," he said.

"I know, but that doesn't stop me from getting trained. There is a special program at Nauda's. A defense association. It's like an extra class but it's entirely on self-defense."

"But you already know most of it."

"I know. Under the recommendation of Dumbledore, they've invited me to be a student teacher."

"Whoa, when did this happen?" he said. He was excited for her. He knew that this was a big step up for her.

"Yesterday afternoon. You dropped me off at the Manor and there was an owl waiting for me."

"Kind of like those owls heading towards the Burrow?" said Draco pointing up.

Hermione looked confused. There were 4 owls. She quickly did the math and remembered the date. "Those are our N.E.W.T. scores!" she said quickly, standing up. She dumped out the rest of her coffee and took off at a run towards the house.

"Some things never change," said Draco, emptying his cup by taking a huge gulp and followed her at a jog.

A/N: I don't know if I like this chapter or not. I love the ending though. Now I've got to go do the math on the N.E.W.T. and stuff for 4 people, should be fun...not. Dedications too...

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