Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series.

So sorry it took so long to get this one out... I've had it finished for a few days, but I just haven't been able to get on and get it uploaded. XD

I could have sworn that it was like, really long, but apparently I'm going crazy, which is a definite possiblity, what with all of the drama I'm dealing with at work and home, plus the FINAL Harry Potter movie is being released in less than two days! Definitely can't wait to see it, it's going to be amazing!

Anyway, I'm kind of rambling. Hope everyone's summer is going great, and I really hope you like where the story seems to be going. If you have any questions or comments, or just want to ramble and be awkward like me, please, don't hesitate to REVIEW!

I was almost asleep when I felt the covers on my bed being pulled back, and a familiar warmth wrap itself around me.

I had been traveling with Hermione, Harry, and Ron for seven days. Over that time, I've come much closer to the two boys than I ever thought I would. Hermione would sleep with me every night. It was the only time we could ever really be alone. Harry and Ron made a point about almost always being around us, so we couldn't have any private conversations. I think this was partially because they didn't want Hermione telling me certain things about what they were up to.

I was never sure where we were after we moved somewhere new. It didn't matter much to me, but if we got separated somehow, I wasn't sure how we would ever find our way back to each other. We never really had a reason to leave the safety of our dome though; we had everything we needed there. My food supply was still going strong, and I hadn't had to use any of my potions, so there weren't ingredients that needed to be gathered. It was almost as if we were just on a really long camping trip.

"Good evening, my love," I whispered into Hermione's hair as she settled herself in my bed.

"Good evening to you too, Draco," she said as she turned herself around and pressed her lips to mine. I could feel her smiling through the kiss.

"I could get used to this camping thing. Maybe we should just never go back," I joked.

"We could raise a family out in the forests," she laughed.

"Although we'd have to find some locals for the other two, or they might get jealous."

"Shut up, Draco," Hermione laughed, and play-smacked me on the chest. "You're very imaginative. Like there would be any forest locals who would want to be around Harry and Ron," We laughed.

I love that we could be out in the middle of nowhere, where we virtually didn't know where anything was, and could still joke around. It was almost like the war wasn't happening. I was surprised by the fact that we weren't bored very often. We found ways of keeping ourselves busy and entertained. Harry and Ron were amazed at the fact that I thought ahead to bring my broom.

"Mine was destroyed at the beginning of the summer," Harry had said when I pulled mine out of my bag.

"And I don't think it even crossed Hermione's mind to bring mine along. She hates to fly, you know," Ron added.

"I'm aware of that, Ron," I smirked. "She has confessed to enjoy watching Quidditch though,"

"I told you, I will deny it if it was ever brought up, Draco." Hermione called from her perch on the comfiest chair in the tent. She was reading the children's storybook again. I think she probably read it several times over the week.

I laughed. "I told you, I have proof of the conversation, Hermione."

"You do not," she said as she looked up from her book.

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Wanna bet?"

"Hmph!" she stuck her nose back into her book.

"Good ol' Hermione, huh Harry?" Ron laughed.

I was actually really glad that I had come to find these guys. Whether it was from an order from You-Know-Who or not, I was glad I was here. I was getting to know the people who would spell demise for You-Know-Who; I was becoming friends with the heroes.

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"There's no more bacon?" Ron shrieked as we were getting ready to eat breakfast.

I continued to rummage through my bag. "That's what it looks like, mate,"

"Don't call me 'mate'! You don't have any more bacon!"

Hermione started to laugh. "He gets kind of angry when he gets hungry…" she told me under her breath.

I smirked. "Sorry, I guess I forgot to do a duplicate spell on it before our last meal… I've still got lots of other stuff, too though," I pulled out some eggs, bread, and potatoes. "We can make a scramble toast,"

Harry leaned closer to me, "It might be best if you just start making something… The smell of cooking food usually calms him down,"

I nodded, and started a fire with my wand. "What did you guys do when you didn't have real food?" I asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's bad in the beginning, but he kind of mellows our after about a week," Hermione began.

"But now you've got him started over with good food, so he'll be like this every morning… and at lunch…" Harry continued.

"And dinner…" Hermione finished.

I chuckled at them. "You can definitely tell that you guys have spent a lot of time with each other over the years,"

They looked at each other and smiled.

"I'll go and see if I can calm him down until breakfast is ready," Hermione said as she stood up and started walking over to where Ron was sitting, holding his stomach and groaning.

"You know," Harry said, after Hermione was out of ear shot. "You can tell that you two have something real… You can tell it's not just a joke or something,"

I looked over at Harry for a moment, and nodded. "Thanks. I really don't know what I would do without her. She's really helping me change,"

He nodded. "I can tell. I'm glad you guys found each other," he paused. "She's never really been with anyone before. Never had a real boyfriend. I don't think it's ever bothered her, she knows that she's pretty, and smart, and funny, but she doesn't need someone fawning over her, you know?"

"I know exactly what you mean, Harry. I'd like to think that I'm good for her too. I think I'm mostly good at being a distraction, you know what I mean? So that she doesn't have to focus all of her attention on the war all the time… everyone needs that." I looked over at him.

"Yeah," he sighed.

"So… I think I know… You… You and Ginny are together, right? I've seen you guys around school together,"

He sighed again. "We were. I broke up with her, before we left this summer,"

"Why? You two looked so happy together,"

"I couldn't risk her feelings. If something happened to me… if she got to attached, and I failed, how would she ever recover, and have a family of her own? She always wanted a big family, and with me out of the picture, she can fall for someone else, and have the life she always wanted."

I shook my head. "If she doesn't want someone else, it won't matter."

Harry looked over at me. I thought for a minute that he might be mad, but he looked really unhappy, like he knew that I was right, but he couldn't do anything about it now.

"Think will work out for you, Harry. There's a plan for all of us," I smiled.

"I hope so," he answered.