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Sorry for not updating yesterday! Breaking Dawn came out! so I was at a friend's house reading all day! You know, the thing with Jacob...I told my friend to write the exact same thing in her fanfiction a couple of months ago! When I read it in the book I was screaming "No! No! No!" I was distraught!! But yeah it was a good storyline, I guess! I just wished I hadn't thought of it...It would have been a good surprise! sigh And then the thing with Edward in the first part had me and my friend screaming how much we hated him! and how much we wished she'd go off with Jacob! But don't worry he redeemed himself! Thankfully! We love Edward again! it was different, not bad, just different! I loved it though! Planning a re-read when I have the next chapter of this written!

So here's chapter seven! Enjoy! and please review!

Tiocfaidh ár lá- Our day will come

She apparated to Hogsmeade. She glanced around. There were some people hanging about the village. Some stumbling. Some singing. Most just having fun. She turned away from them and stepped inside the door of the Hog's Head.

She glanced around. Nobody was taking much notice of her so she stepped up to the counter. "Hello" she greeted the familiar face behind the counter. "I hope you've been well, Aberforth." she smiled timidly.

"I'm well" he answered. Curious about what brought her to his pub in the middle of the night, no doubt. "And yourself?" He asked; using a dirty rag to clean some glasses.

"I'm fine" Hermione replied. Aberforth grunted in response.

"Another Firewhiskey over here" a man called from the other side of the bar. Aberforth nodded in response. He grabbed a glass, filled it, and levitated it over to the waiting customer.

"Put it on my tab" the man shouted over the noise.

"Yeah, yeah" Aberforth muttered; going back to cleaning glasses. Not that they were getting much cleaner, anyway. "So can I get you anything?" he asked her.

"Oh, no thank you" Hermione replied. "Um…I was just wondering if I could use the portrait. I need to get to Hogwarts urgently."

He scrutinised her for a lengthy moment before consenting. "Alright. Follow me." He ordered. "Gibbons, you're in charge of the bar for the next few minutes. Nothing gets stolen, you hear?" he told a slightlytipsy man sitting at the bar.

"Got it" the man responded in a slurred voice.

"Come on, come on." He urged Hermione as she walked behind him up the stairs.

"Right well…here we are. You know what to do." He said; making for the door.

"Thank you, Aberforth" she called after his retreating figure.

Then she took down the portrait and moved her way through the passage.

She was nervous. Her hands were clammy and the butterflies in her stomach were working overtime. She sighed. She was so nervous. She had reason to be. She had run away from their relationship. And earlier that night she had rejected him. He had every reason to hate her. He had every reason to never want to see her again. She had made all the decisions.

But she remembered Draco's words from earlier that night and they inspired her to keep walking forward. Every step took her closer to him. Every step took her closer to knowing her fate. "Tar éis an tsaoil, ní mór dúinn deoch a ól ar ár náire. Is fearr glas ná aimhleas…más fíor bréag é an freagra a faigheann tú."

("When all is said and done, we must swallow our pride. It's better to be sure than sorry…whether the answer you get is true or otherwise.")

She knew she had to try. Once more. She had to keep trying. If he took her back, she wasn't going to run away. Not this time. This time she was going to give all of herself to him. She wasn't going to hold back just because someone mightn't have a good opinion of their relationship. She was going to fight. She was going to keep fighting. Giving up was not an option.

She didn't want to go through that pain again. She wanted to be with him. Forever. But first she had to put her heart on the line.

And that was such a scary thing to do.

She was terrified.

What if he deemed it time to exact revenge? To reject her as she had rejected him? To hurt her? To cause her pain?

She wasn't going to turn back now though. It was time.

And as she stepped into the Room of Requirement she stood tall. She held her head up high. She could do this. Many people had done this before her, confessed their love for another human being without knowing the consequences of their words and actions. She would follow in their footsteps.

It was time to tell the truth. It was time to admit her feelings. It was time to tell Draco she loved him with all her heart. It was time to put her Gryffindor courage to good use. It was time to fight for what she desired. For what she wanted. For what she craved. For what she needed.

She needed him. And she was going to let him know that. She took a deep breath as she settled her hand on the knob of the door. She opened it and crept quietly outside. She didn't think a run-in with Peeves would help her right now.

She was heading for the lake. It was their place. The place where she hoped he'd be tonight. She wasn't completely sure. All she had was a vague hope. How much did she really know him after five years apart? She didn't even know herself anymore. She had changed when she had lost him. He had changed too. She had seen that earlier. He was bitterer now…had she done that?

She didn't know. But she would do anything to see a smile on his face. A real smile; not just another annoying, arrogant smirk. She hoped she could make it happen. She was determined to do so.

She slipped out an oak door into the cool, crisp night air. She walked swiftly through the grounds of Hogwarts. She didn't spare a glance to drink in the beauty of the night, the moon and the stars making pictures amongst the shadows. Her mind was focussed solely on Draco. She had to make him see. To make him understand her reasons for doing what she did. She was prepared to go down on her knees and beg for forgiveness.

She would do anything to feel those sentiments again. Love. Lust. Passion. Romance. Desire. And most of all…pure, unadulterated happiness.

She was so caught up in her thoughts of Draco that, when his silhouette appeared in front of her, she was completely surprised. She gasped. He heard the sound and spun his head around to face her. Total shock resonated throughout his features. He hadn't been expecting her.

"Draco" she whispered, her voice consumed with emotion.

This was the time. This was the place. This was the boy she had loved. That she still loved with every fibre of her being. This was the man she had chosen.

He was her anam chara…her soulmate.

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