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Woot!

I promised two in one day.

I hope you like this installment. The story isn't going to be horrible long. Maybe only thirteen or fourteen chapters which is my projected. still not solid though.

Enjoy please and everyone have a happy yule!

He had double potions so luckily he wouldn't miss most of the class. Harry and Ron looked lost without Hermione giving them little tips. How the idiots managed to get into the OWL's potion class is beyond him. Harry looked up and nodded to Malfoy in acknowledgment. Ron didn't give him the time of day.

Daphne Greengrass filled him in on the potion and its ingredients. He was mixing his potion when he noticed that Ronald Weasley was glaring at him. He ignored it for the time being and watched his potion become a rich amber color.

"Something bothering you, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape said and Draco looked at the other potions to see a range of colors in each.

"Have I failed?"

"No , you're making a potion that helps the maker understand what his or her feelings are at the time being. Here, the chart you missed getting."

Draco looked for the color that his cauldrons potion had taken. Nervous, mixed emotions, unsettled, worried. He looked ahead to Daphne's to see hers was dark blue meaning very happy, in love, passion, romance. Ron's and Harry's were both gray, anxieties, nervous, and strained. He found himself getting angry at the people in the room who had no care in the world. The ones who's readings came back happy and carefree. His potion swirled and became black.

"I'm not usually in such a craft mood, but considering I'm going light on you idiots today I figured I would allow you to make these." Snape tossed a box to the table with small bulb shaped bottles on the end of metal chains. "Fill a little into you bottle, screw the cap shut, and you can have it with you."

Draco had grabbed two from the box and started to fill the first one up when the door opened and Hermione, looking better than just a half an hour ago came in. She smiled to Harry and Ron before making her way to Snape. He handed her the necklace and everyone held their breath when Hermione Granger gave Snape a quick hug and thanked him. Snape of course looked utterly shocked and confused about the whole huggy touchy thank you from Granger.

She eyed Ron's and Harry's potions seeing they seemed slightly unstable. Her gaze shifted to Draco who held up an already filled up on for her.

"Thanks." She said and he put his hands up to avoid getting a hug from her. "Do you want this one, it not full yet."

"I grabbed two figuring you would miss the whole touching moment that Snape threw them on the table."

"Oh. Thanks again." She looked sad for a moment and then brought the bulb necklace back to the box that Snape had tossed. Draco looked at her blub to see the nice rosy pink it had turned. However the chart didn't agree that it was a good color, fear, uncertain, unanswered questions.

"Miss Granger would you like someone to escort you to your next class?" Snape asked and Draco noticed that professor Snape was actually being decent with someone.

"I'll bring you 'Mione!" Ron said and she smiled and shook her head.

"I actually need to speak with Malfoy about Head matters. Would you mind?" she asked him and he grab his pack slowly, not wanting to show any eagerness.

"I'll see you guys in twenty!" she said to the other parts of the golden trio. Draco and her exited together and her vial turned black.

"Malfoy, now that you know, I would like you to keep it a secret. I don't want anyone worrying about me, the order…the teachers and Harry and Ron do it enough. I need to live what I have. Also when I die, if it is before graduation I have written down all the things you will need for decorations in the great hall, along with the little favors that should be given to each graduating student. There…"

"Granger. Enough!"

"Yes, sorry I forgot, I'm a mudblood that talks too much."

"Yes! No!"

"My class is right here." She said and paused at the door.

"What if you used a time turner?"

"Excuse me?"

"Turn back time so it would be treatable."

"Why do you care Malfoy? Aren't you getting what you always wanted?"

"How the hell do you know what I want Granger?! Hmm? Yeah Maybe I wanted you dead! Maybe I hated you!"

"Past tense is slightly confusing Malfoy."

"Yeah it is confusing." He shook his head and then looked her dead in the face. "It's fucking confusing to see you walking away and not wanting to see you take another step! It fucking hurts to see you cry because your eyes become more beautiful. I hate watching you talk because I would rather be kissing your lips. And to top all the shit off I just learned that I wasted the last seven years telling you I hated you for the petty reason of blood! And now I don't even time to fix it."

Hermione stood with her eyes watering and started to shake her head at him. "No! Don't say that! Don't you dare try that with me Malfoy! You're fucking lying!"

"Maybe if I said you don't have cancer that would be true to." He said and she started to walk away. She turned back sharply.

"Stay away from me!" She walked away this time coughing. She leaned against the wall for support trying to relax herself. He walked behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist lifting her up and carrying her into an unused classroom. "Let me down." He sat her down on a desk and she avoided eye contact with him.

"Did you mean all of that?" He gave her an annoyed look and she rubbed the bridge of her nose.

"I don't want to watch you die."

"That's too bad. I'm going to die Malfoy, there is no stopping it. As for you having strange feelings for me, it's really too late."

Draco placed a hand in her hair. Playing with a curl. He leaned down and kissed her lips lightly. "No matter how we are when you die, my feelings aren't going to be changed."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Do you think its easy for me to stand here and tell you this?"

"I'm dying Malfoy. There is nothing for us!"

"You can't tell me for one minute that you never wanted to see what it would be like with me? You can't tell me that you have never had feelings for me." He stood in front of her and watched her become silent. "I..I..fuck."

Yeah, I've thought about it. Expecially when you threw me to the ground when a death eater tried to kill me. Right like she was going to tell him that. Hermione stood up and he leaned closer to her. She turned her head and continued walking till she was out the door. Draco sat there for a second without feeling anything, but like most people, it hit him, and it hit him hard.

Awww

Draco crying...sounds like the sixth book....

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