"Wake up Granger! We're here."

"Huh?!" Granger instinctively shot straight up, looking desperately around as if at loss to what was going on.

"We're here Granger. At Hogwarts? Why're you looking so puzzled?"

"Oh, right." She blushed, a rosy pink color flooding across her cheeks.

Malfoy stood up, dusted his suit, arranged his tie and climbed down the steps of the carriage.

That ferret, is he going to leave me in here alone and walk in all by himself? I should've known. That arrogant pureblooded git would never be seen-

Granger's thoughts were suddenly cut short when Malfoy stood at the side of the steps and suddenly held up his hand for her.

She glanced at it, as if pondering whether to take it or not.

"Come on Granger, its going to be crowded out there. I do not have the slightest desire for you to get lost in there."

"…" Granger still continued staring at Malfoy's outstretched hand as if it was something so alien that she had never on earth seen before.

"Oh for christ's sake. Just take it already. Or do you not want to touch a ferret-"

Malfoy was cut short was Granger's small hand suddenly reaching out and settling itself into his own outstretched one, her slim fingers wrapping themselves around his.

Granger grinned at him shyly as he led her down the steps of the carriage and into the Great Hall, where the Christmas ball was to be held, all the while holding her hand in Malfoy's own.

Once inside, Granger gasped at the sight that behold her. Thousands on candles of different colors and designs floated in mid air above their heads. Glitters and snowflakes littered the floor and floated about in the air. Miniature statues of Santa's elves stood guard around the walls of the Hall and beside the stage was a massive ice carving of Santa himself, smiling jovially down at everyone.

But what caught Malfoy's attention was the 10 meters high Christmas Tree right smack in the middle of the Great Hall. But it wasn't the delightful lighting or the pretty decorations that held his eyes. It was however, that huge golden star at the top of the Christmas Tree.

It wasn't any ordinary star. It oddly looked like it had a picture printed on it. And something about it kept Malfoy's eyes on it, as if dragging him towards it. He furrowed his brows, trying to get a clearer look at it.

"Malfoy, you okay?" Asked Granger, looking at him worriedly. "What're you looking at?"

"N-nothing."

Malfoy shook his head to clear that dazed feeling. Looking around, he spotted Hermione and Draco snogging each other senseless in the middle of the dance floor, oblivious to all the stares they were attracting.

Malfoy smirked. No doubt, Malfoys will always be in the limelight, no matter what they did and where they were.

Granger too, looked around and spotted some amusing things. Slow dancing on the dance floor were Harry and Pansy, wrapped so tightly together they seemed like one. Across the room at the punch table, were Ron and Lavender in the centre of a small crowd. Ron had his arms around Lavender while she held a small bundle in her arms protectively, smiling and talking animatedly to the crowd. While Ron seemed to puff out his chest, as if saying 'Hey look! I'm a dad!"

Oh, Ron's a dad. And a proud one at that. Granger thought, as a small smile fitted across her face.

Under a cheeky looking mistletoe were Ginny and Blaise. They too were snogging each other senseless. A very flushed Ginny merged from her tonsil hockey with Blaise but was pulled into his embrace once again by a very needy or rather, horny Blaise.

At the very front of the room, sat Albus Dumbledore himself, at the head of the teacher's table. He caught Granger's searching eyes and gave her a small knowing wink. She got a little confused though.

What was that all about? But her thoughts were cut short by the change of song. It was a very slow and sensual song, almost hypnotizing. It was love at first sight, or rather hear, for Granger.

"May have this dance?" Asked Malfoy, almost bashfully, but still having that air of pride around him. He gave a small bow and held out his hand to her.

Oh god. That big, warm and inviting hand.

It was like a spell that drew her to him. She couldn't resist that boy, or man in this case, that she was apparently 'married to'. Not that she hated him, hell; she couldn't even dislike him anymore. And possibly, maybe, just maybe, she did like him one bit. Just one tiny itsy bit.

Granger took his hand and let him lead her to the centre of the dance floor and let him pull her close. She felt his arms snake themselves around her waist and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest.

As they slow danced to the song.

The feeling was oh, so right.

Malfoy realized that they were attracting a lot of attention, even merely just by slow dancing. Hell, it wasn't just the girls that were staring; the guys were eyeing Granger too.

As you put your arms around me.

Malfoy caught sight of Crabbe checking Granger out lustfully, while stuffing his face with cream puffs and chocolate tarts.

As we sway side to side.

Malfoy got a little more protective of his 'wife' and wrapped his arm even more tightly around her. He drew her even closer to him, as if wanting to rid of any spaces between them.

Bright stars up above me.

He buried his face in her hair and took in her scent. Oh god, he could remain in this position for eternity. Great music, slow dances and the girl. What more could a guy ask for?

Tangled up in that bright lit sky.

Granger took her head off his chest and looked up into his grey orbs. And for once she noticed, that Malfoy's eyes were not pure grey. It, in fact, had specks of blue and green surrounding the iris. A total meltdown for a girl. She could totally lose herself in those spellbinding eyes of his.

When we dance.

As she kept on looking into those eyes, searching for something else. Something deeper, as if finding an answer to a question she didn't even know.

We will fly.

Suddenly, that pair of grey eyes fluttered close and in a split second, a pair of lips came crashing down onto hers. Granger was stunned. Too stunned to move. But slowly, she became aware of Malfoy kissing her. He was indeed a good kisser. Heck, he was a great kisser. Totally beating Krum hands down. She relaxed into the kiss and began to kiss Malfoy back, almost feeling Malfoy smile into their kiss. Malfoy bit on her lower lip, begging for entrance. Granger's eyes too fluttered close as she granted him the entrance.

Side by side, like lovebirds flying.

Oblivious to their surroundings, the young couple continued their little hockey match right in the middle of the dance floor while a crowd formed around them in a little circle.

As each second passed, the crowd grew larger and the whispers amongst them grew louder.

Hermione and Draco (the older ones) pushed their way to the front of the crowd and smiled knowingly at the two young ones.

"Honey, I-" Draco (the older one) was cut short by Hermione (also the older one).

"Shhh. No need for words now, love". She whispered to him as she slipped her hands into his.

"Ohmygod, Hermione! Wait, there's two of you! You're here and you're there too!" Ron had too, pushed his way to the centre of the crowd.

Granger and Malfoy broke apart as Ron stood there looking stupidly at Granger and Hermione. Scratching his head.

"Oh god. Weasley, did you have to butt in like that?" Sneered Malfoy, apparently very disgruntled that his little snog with Granger had ended so quickly with the dumb arrival of Weasley.

"Ron, I told you. We're from the past, and they" Explained Granger as she pointed at Hermione and Draco "are from now. Get it now?"

"Oh. Oh. OH! So you're from the past! Well, I'll see you around then. How did they get here then? The past... The past." Mumbled Ron incoherently as he walked off and disappeared into the crowd.

"So, shall we continue where we left off?" Smirked Malfoy temptingly at Granger.

She blushed and looked down at her feet, realising that the whole time, they had an audience watching them.

"Not now Draco" She mumbled, clearly avoiding eye contact with him and anyone else.

Her eyes swept around the room once more and once again fell on Dumbledore. He looked at the couple with a playful glint in his eye and brought his hands to rest under his chin, letting a small smile play across his old features.

She felt a cold rush of air blow past her, lifting her skirt up. She shivered and looked at Malfoy. By the looks of it, he too felt that cold breeze. Suddenly, she felt herself getting lighter by the second, feeling almost weightless.

Granger panicked. She grabbed Malfoy's hand desperately and clung on to it as if for dear life. And then, they both started floating upwards.

A confused look ran across Malfoy's face and they started rising higher and higher, and closer to the Christmas Tree every second.

From far below, Granger heard a distant voice call out.

"Hermione! Where're you going! Come back!" Harry yelled. But it was too late. Granger and Malfoy had floated way to high up to be able to reach them.

Pansy was a little quicker though.

"Accio Draco!" She yelled, pointing her wand at the blonde.

That however, didn't work.

This time another voice called out from a distant.

"Amour bien!"

It had been Hermione, the one from the future of course.

"Love well." Muttered Granger and Malfoy at the same time.

They looked at each other and Granger tighten her grip on Malfoy's hand.

Suddenly, she felt her chest tighten as they picked up speed and rushed towards that huge star on the top if the Christmas Tree.

On the star, was a picture of Granger and Malfoy, lying together happily in a field of buttercups. Granger's hair splayed around her as Malfoy had his arms around her. They looked so blissful and happy in that picture. Almost as if they belonged, together.

With another sudden rush, Granger saw the picture transform into a pool of squiggly circles, looking suspiciously like a time vortex. She squeezed her eyes shut and felt them being sucked into that vortex.

(A/N: I HAVE DECIDED TO CONTINUE WITH THE STORY! HOW COULD I NOT, WHEN I GOT SO MANY MESSAGES AND REVIEWS TELLING ME TO NOT GIVE UP. THANKYOU ALL THOSE READERS OUT THERE! And special thanks to Bluemoonfairy who was very encouraging. Love Always.)