Chapter 2- 6 Years Later

Hermione's POV

I've been dating Ron Wesley for about a year now, and he's amazing, but doesn't pay much attention to me.

He basically calls me his girl, then goes off with Harry and Draco stays back with me.

I don't mind Draco's company, He's probably my best friend, but when it comes down to it, I just want a day with my boyfriend.

Just one day mind you. But no, he's always off, helping Harry 'Save the world' While I am here, being 'the Brains'

Yeah, right, I'm totally helping with something. I feel completely helpless.

I look at Draco, draped over his book. He looks up at me with his soft grey eyes and smiles.

I smile back, but it doesn't reach my eyes, I am not happy right now.

I feel terrible, and it seems to show to Draco as he pulls me close and hugs me. I really needed that, because I start crying.

At first Draco freaks out then he feels more comfortable and rubs my back softly.

Draco always knows how to make me feel better, that's what best friends are for...right?

I give him a big hug and he smiles. "What's wrong...It's Ron isn't it?" he says as I nod quickly.

He nods too, "He can be kind of... insensitive sometimes, but you have to realize he doesn't understand girls very well."

I snort and Draco as an air of seriousness about him that it makes me stop and do a double take.

"What?" I say awkwardly sitting back. "I was serious, he is insensitive sometimes..." I nod and stand up, "Well, I'm off to bed, midterms are in a

month and I have time..." "Good night!" he says waving good bye, I smile as I walk away, he's so sweet.

I just wish Ron actually cared about me. I don't think he actually likes me, I think he likes the way we're labeled.

Boyfriend and Girlfriend, but I need to talk to Harry about it, He'll know what to do.

He usually does, plus he's Ron's best mate. He'll know what Ron thinks. Plus I don't want to be called 'The girl who depends on her boyfriend'

It makes me sad. I hate being called 'Ron's Girlfriend' Thats what people call me.

It's sickening! I need to talk to him about it!

I will, in the morning.

Draco's POV

I've never seen her cry, she's normally so strong and I absolutely hate that Ron does that to her.

He makes her cry and doesn't realize it! That bloody idiot doesn't realize that the most beautiful girl in the world is sitting here crying in my

arms her curly brown hair cascading over her back and her tears staining my shirt, it made me want to go up to Ron and set him straight.

I will kill him if he continues to hurt her in this way, I can see it in her eyes. Now that Voldemort is back, she shouldn't be anywhere

alone and he doesn't care if he just leaves her alone. It's dangerous, I don't think he deserves her.

It was in that moment when I realized that I do have feelings for her. Overwhelmingly strong, sickening feelings of lust towards my best friend.

It feels wrongly right, if you know what I mean. So I discovered that I needed more than anything, to talk to Ron.

I pull out Harry's map of Hogwarts, searching for Ron's name. Resulting in the most angry feeling I've ever had in my entire life.

I follow the map, watching Ron's name and foot prints disappearing into Pansy Parkinson's room. I left a note for Hermione telling her to use a

spell, more of a tracker spell, to show her where I am and Ron. I don't want her hurt. So I'm hoping she sees it.

I keep walking and finally I get to the room, and I see Ron. Ron and Pansy... well, lets just say it wasn't PG.

Then I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around to see a distraught and broken looking Hermione Granger.

"Hermione." I warn and she just pushes past me. She walks up to Ron slaps him across the face, yells, we're through then grabs my hand

and runs out. "Are you okay?" I ask her, she shakes her head no. I pull her close to me, "I'm so sorry, Ron's a Dick! He dosen't deserve

you!" Hermione looks at me with her big brown eyes and my heart melts. I kiss her forehead. "I think you need a rest." I pull her into my room

and sit her down on my bed. "You can sleep here, I'll sleep in the common room..." She smiles, "Just...stay..." she says, her voice weak and in

my eyes, beautiful. I take off my robe and shirt, then pants so I'm left in my boxers. She looks me up and down, I can feel her eyes on my

chest, now I feel a bit self conscious. She smiles again and instantly I feel better. I slide into bed. "Wait do you need anything to wear?" I ask

her, she bites her lip, I can tell she's conflicted. "Can I borrow a shirt?" she asks shyly, I hand her over a shirt. She takes off her robe.

I hang it over a chair then when I turn back she's not wearing a shirt. I have to bite my lip as she takes off her pants.

Her curvy body is mostly shown to me as she pulls on my shirt. It loosely fits over her body. She slides in bed next to me. Her small figure

cuddling up to me. I drape my arm around her and pull her closer as her sent fills me up, like a nice butter beer.

She sighs and turns around so her eyes are looking right into mine. "Hey." I say smiling. She looks at me for a little while longer then starts

to move closer. Her legs wrap around me and she kisses me passionately on the lips. I feel lost in her. She moves her mouth in mine.

Then she pulls away and cuddles up again, then falls fast asleep next to me.