"You take Creevey. I'm going to have a little chat with the warlock."
Hermione looked worried. "Draco, don't do anything bad. I know we want this to be over, but don't do anything we'll regret, alright?"
"Don't worry. Just go up, and I'll meet you there." He squeezed her hand in a reassuring way, and opened the portrait hole.
Hermione waved her wand, and Colin was in the air, dangling limply. She quickly made her way to the staircase with Colin in the lead, in the direction of the Hospital Wing.
We really are lucky. This ties in perfectly, being in the path to the Hospital Wing and all.
She walked silently, keeping an eye on Colin every now and then, to make sure he was still unconscious. After a while she heard foot steps. She tensed up, and quickly hid behind a statue.
Why am I being so paranoid? I'm Head Girl, and I'm going in the direction of the Hospital Wing. Whoever it is, they won't be suspicious. I'll just tell them I'm taking him to Madame Pomfrey. And besides, they shouldn't even be out this late at night.
She reluctantly stepped out of the shadows, and continued walking slowly to her destination. The footsteps became louder, and she saw to her relief, Draco walking swiftly towards her.
"I thought I'd lost you," He said, a little out of breath.
"What happened with the warlock?" Hermione asked.
"It's taken care of. We won't be in trouble, don't worry."
They walked quickly up the stairs, listening for people who may be wandering the halls at night. Hermione, caught up in her thoughts, almost forgot to stop at the right place. Malfoy held out his arm to keep her from walking any farther.
"Oh, we're here already?" She asked, coming out of her daze. "Alright then, lets get this over with."
Malfoy waved his wand, and the chains that locked the cabinet broke free. He picked up Colin's limp form, and proceeded to stuff it into the cabinet. He looked up at Hermione in an annoyed sort of way.
"A little help here? This prat isn't as light as he looks."
Hermione stood still, twirling her hair nervously. "Draco, I don't know about this. I mean, this is violating everything I stand for." He looked at her in shock. "What if we get caught?" She added in a whispered.
He stopped stuffing Colin into the cabinet, and stood up. He hugged Hermione tightly, and laid her head on his shoulder.
"Hermione, do you really want this to continue? Think about the last few weeks. Can you honestly tell me you were one hundred percent fine back then? That you were not worried, and you lived in peace?"
Hermione didn't answer.
After a while she sighed, and said, "You're right. If I want this to end, I can't back out now."
Malfoy smiled weakly, and continued putting Colin in the cabinet.
"And as for getting caught, that isn't going to happen," He said confidently after a while.
"How?"
He pointed his wand at Colin, and cast a non-verbal spell.
Hermione frowned. "What did you do?"
"I cast a small Memory Charm on him," Malfoy responded casually.
Hermione said nothing, although she didn't agree with what he did. They finally got Colin in all the way, and they stood back to see how he looked.
"Draco, what if he dies in there? Won't he starve?"
Malfoy pondered what she said for a moment. "No, I expect he'll live. Montague survived."
"Yes, but Montague was rather... troll like, and Colin, well," She glanced at Colin with pity, "He's not as big as him."
Malfoy laughed at Hermione's words. "Yes, he was quite like a troll, I suppose..."
She hesitantly looked at Colin, and conjured up a few pieces of toast. She threw them into the cabinet with him.
Malfoy looked at her strangely, but he merely shrugged, and closed the door of the cabinet quickly. Hermione waved her wand, and the chains repaired themselves around the cabinet.
"So... that's it," She said after a short pause. "No more worrying." She stood, staring blankly at the Vanishing Cabinet.
She didn't expect to feel happy, or relieved. But she was. She was happy beyond words. This whole ordeal was behind her...
But what she really didn't expect was for Malfoy to pick her up, and practically skip with joy to the common room. Hermione giggled all the way there, blushing furiously. She had never had anybody pick her up before, let alone a boy. A hot boy at that.
Draco practically sang the password to the warlock who smiled fearfully, and opened the portrait hole.
"Draco!" Hermione said, flustered. "You're happier than I am!"
"Is that a bad thing?" He asked playfully.
"No, but..." She didn't know how to say what she wanted to. " It's just that I've never really seen you happy before." She said after a while. Draco gently put her on the couch, and lie next to her.
"What do you mean you've never seen me happy?"
"I've seen you in a good mood, but never sincerely happy. I can see it in your eyes."
Malfoy concentrated on his finger for a while. "Its just that you make me happy." He said.
Hermione blushed and hastily wiped away the tiny amount of tears that came to her eyes.
"I think that's the best thing anybody has ever said to me."
"Better than a teacher telling you that your last test score was one hundred and sixteen percent?"
"Loads better."
"Well, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me." Draco said softly as he nuzzled her neck.
A/N: Yes, well, the story is over, and I couldn't help but have a fluffy ending.
Thank you to all who read the story and reviewed! You have made my story what it is now! I may write more Dramione stories soon, so stay on the look out! (But if I do write anymore stories, they will be written all in advance and I will post the chapters when I feel like it. I know how many readers hate waiting so long for the next chapter of a story)