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One Unforgettable Year

Chapter 25: Dementor's Kiss

Info you need to know: "Talking"

~ A few hours later. 26th October 2012. ~

The words had finally been said and the couple couldn't be happier. Madame Pomfrey let Draco leave a little while after that and so Draco and Hermione had headed down stairs to The Great Hall to get something to eat. Everything was back to normal, Draco was okay still a bit sore but alive and Voldemort was dead. Though that was the only part of the story Draco knew. He didn't know what happened to his father or the other Death Eaters and Hermione wasn't sure if she wanted to tell him. But she had too.

She managed to put it off though, she talked about everything and anything in The Great Hall with Draco and they walked in a comfortable silence on the way to the prefect common room. That's where they were currently. Draco and Hermione were curled up on the sofa, Harry and Ginny curled up on one of the armchairs and Blaise sitting on the other chair. Lavender for once not with him seeing as she had homework to do otherwise she would be in deep trouble with Snape. So she was off in the library doing it.

Draco was playing absentmindedly with Hermione's hair, watching Blaise and Harry playing Wizarding Chess though it was more like, Harry and Ginny against Blaise. He wouldn't have thought Harry would've liked Wizarding Chess seeing as you smash each other to bits, it was more of a Slytherin thing but then he figured that Harry always surprised him.

Draco soon got bored of watching though, so let his mind wander, he knew not to talk to Hermione seeing as she was reading a book and to her she was alone. So he closed his eyes and let his mind drift. His body began to ache and that got him thinking about what had recently happened. He still couldn't believe Voldemort was dead, Harry truly was a hero.

He then wondered what exactly happened to his father? And the rest of the Death Eaters. He opened his eyes, he was going to ask Blaise but his brows were furrowed together in concentration and Draco knew that meant he shouldn't be disturbed and was likely to not be very helpful.

That left him to ask Hermione, seeing as Harry and Ginny were equally as thought occupied with the game. He turned to face Hermione and saw that her face was lit up as her eyes darted back and forth across the page. He smiled softly and just stared at her for a little while, not wanting to disturb her. Though Hermione was very much into her book she could still feel Draco's gaze on her, she always could. She sighed inwardly and closed her book and looked at him questionably.

"Something wrong?" she asked, slightly annoyed that he was stopping her from reading, he smirked at her but then looked at her seriously. Hermione frowned at his sudden mood swings.

"What happened to my father? And to the rest of the Death Eaters?" Draco asked. The room went completely silent; Blaise, Ginny and Harry abandoned their game to hear what Hermione would say. She looked at them pleadingly but they just shook her head and Draco even saw Harry mouth to her 'you said you would tell him.' She sighed and nodded then looked back at Draco who was now half worried and half just plain curious.

"Well, most of the Death Eaters were captured and sent to Azkaban, some of them escaped. Your father is in Azkaban, he was supposed to get the Dementor's Kiss but he's not anymore." Hermione explained briefly and went back to her book though she wasn't really reading it anymore, just trying to make Draco feel as if he should drop the subject. But this was Draco Malfoy we're talking about so even though he got the hint he ignored it.

"Why isn't my father getting the Dementor's Kiss?" Draco asked frowning confusedly. Hermione sighed and closed her book once more; she looked over to Blaise, Harry and Ginny. Harry and Ginny shrugged and Blaise did too but he also shook his head slightly.

"Are you glad about your father, Draco? I mean that he's going to live?" Hermione asked quietly, avoiding the question. He scowled at her and was about to tell her not to change the subject but when his eyes met hers his softened. He sighed and shook his head and muttered incoherently under his breathe.

"I'm not sure." He murmured truthfully a few minutes later. He didn't look at his girlfriend or any of his friends just stared at Hermione's feet which were now on his lap. "I guess I'm kind of glad that he's not going to die but a huge part of me thinks he deserves to. He wasn't the greatest father in the world so it's not like I'll miss him that much. I guess it's just weird to not fear going home because he's there. But to actually think that I'll never see him again? That's even weirder." Hermione removed her legs off his lap and scooted closer to him. She rested her head on his shoulder and he automatically wrapped his arms around her waist.

"You'll see your father again someday, Draco. He isn't in there for life, maybe twenty years I think. So one day you'll see him again and hopefully by then he'll have changed." Hermione said softly to him, he smiled down at her and kissed her hair.

"Thanks, 'Mione." Draco whispered to her, she smiled and nodded and gave him a peck on his lips. "But why isn't my father getting the Dementor's Kiss anymore?" Draco added, frowning once again. Hermione inwardly sighed again; she had hoped he had forgotten that part. No-one said anything for a few minutes, none of them knew if Draco would be pleased about this or annoyed. There was only one way to find out.

"Dumbledore persuaded Fudge to only send him to Azkaban and not get the Dementor's Kiss." Blaise explained vaguely, breaking the silence. Draco's frowned deepened, clueless as to why Dumbledore would do that. Then again it was Dumbledore; the old man was slightly crazy.

"And why did Dumbledore do that?" Draco questioned, sensing there was more to the story then his friends were letting on.

"For God's sake just tell him, he's not going to be mad!" Harry said irritated, looking straight at Hermione. Draco glared at him for his tone towards Hermione and Harry looked apologetic and Draco nodded satisfied.

"Fine. I asked Dumbledore to make sure your father didn't receive the Dementor's Kiss." Hermione said, irritated at Harry's outburst. He was just too impatient. But Hermione felt slightly better after she saw Ginny smack him around the back of the head and roll her eyes at him expressing his pain.

"Why?" Draco asked her, snapping Hermione away from Ginny and Harry. She looked at Draco sheepishly.

"Well even though he was probably the world's worst father he was still your father. You may hate him but deep down you don't really, he is after all the man who helped made you and raised you, albeit poorly. You may not have let it on but if your father had died you would've been hurt and upset, I didn't want you to go through that." Hermione explained truthfully.

Draco stared at her admiringly; she thought he would be mad at her for being so wonderfully caring? She was a genius but even she could be so silly sometimes. Draco gently took Hermione's chin in his hand and gently pulled it up so she was looking at him. He leaned down to kiss her but felt his friends' gaze on them.

"Some privacy please?" he murmured to them, not taking his eyes of Hermione. She blushed and hung her head down embarrassed. Draco smirked and pulled her chin up again and even though he knew his friends were still watching he leaned down and closed the gap.

It was a sweet, innocent kiss and it was magical. Hermione never ceased to feel warm and tingly inside whenever Draco kissed her and even though Draco wouldn't admit it, Hermione's kisses also made him feel warm and tingly. Draco ran his tongue along Hermione's bottom lip, asking for entrance and for once she didn't give it to him. He didn't push her though, instead just kept the kiss sweet and innocent.

They broke apart and their breathes – like usual – were ragged, Draco leaned his forehead against hers and then kissed her forehead. He didn't need an explanation as to why she didn't want to deepen the kiss. He knew why. His damn perverted friends had been watching them.

"Nosy bastards." Draco said aloud, he realised he hadn't just thought that but shrugged, deciding he didn't care. Blaise frowned at that and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Hope you don't mean me." Blaise said pretending to sound upset and angry.

"No, I mean you, Ginny and Harry. I said 'bastards' that's plural. As in more than one." Draco said dryly. Blaise glared at him playfully.

"I know what plural means. I'm not an idiot." Blaise retorted.

"Could have fooled me." Draco said, cheerfully.

"Hey! Don't forget I'm the one who gives you all the advice when you're confused about shit." Draco snorted, which Hermione found quite cute really.

"As if you would let me forget." Ginny, Harry and Hermione rolled their eyes at the Slytherin friends bickering. They were still so childish yet Hermione kind of loved that about them. Sure, sometimes it could be annoying and other times it could be unbelievably wonderful and cheer you up immediately.

"Oh, shut up you two. You're both idiots, okay?" Ginny said, interrupting their banter. Hermione giggled and Harry grinned at his girlfriend. Draco and Blaise however didn't find it that amusing they scowled at Ginny and she narrowed her eyes at them. The Slytherin boys gulped and put their hands up as if in surrender, Ginny smirked satisfactorily.

Hermione laughed and Harry joined in. Blaise and Draco glared at Hermione but just seeing Hermione so happy and laughing so much made Draco's glare waver and so he sighed and gave up. Blaise gave up to and instead started the Wizarding Chess game back up with Harry. Ginny once again helping Harry, Blaise could say that was an unfair advantage but truthfully it just made Harry equal with him. Without Ginny, Harry sucked at the game and it was just too easy. So Blaise didn't complain about it being two against one. Then again Blaise hardly complained about anything.

Hermione went back to her book and Draco went back to absentmindedly playing with Hermione's hair while he watched his friends play the chess game. Still finding it just as boring as before but there was nothing better to do.

All in all the friends and two couples were all quite happy. After all they had nothing to fear anymore. Or so they thought. Once again none of them noticed the figure sulking in the corner, glaring at a particular couple. Lucious Malfoy and Voldemort may no longer be there to hurt them or break Hermione and Draco apart. But someone was still planning to ruin them. To ruin Draco and Hermione. The question was: Will Hermione and Draco let them? Or will they fight to stay together?

A/N: So that's chapter 25 and I'm surprised I've finished it before tomorrow, I'm glad I did though :) Then again I probably should have been revising but this is waaay more fun :) So I hope you guys liked it, any idea who is planning to split Hermione and Draco? Please review telling me what you thought of this chapter. Thanks :3

Until next time – Tilda.