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A/N: I'm publishing the next one in 1-2 days I pinky promise, KILL ME AND THE STORY WILL NEVER FINISH. I think I just invented a fanfiction author's own protego~ also if anyone wants to teach me the ways of the gimp so I can actually make the ideas I have I will love you forever. Always. (; IN THE FEELS.

"How do you spell 'love'?" – Piglet

"You don't spell it...you feel it." – Pooh

May 10

Theo tossed the velvet box back and forth between his hands, staring into his friend's fireplace. The two sat on opposite sides of the leather couch, the blonde nursing a scotch.

The last comment still marched around in Theo's head. You aren't even her boyfriend Nott.And he knew it was true. But he wanted her to have this ring; he wanted her to have him; he wanted her. They had spent the whole year in the same dorm with each other, a part of it sleeping in the same bed. She was Hermione; he didn't need to date her to know that he loved her.

"And what if after school ends she disappears Draco? You and Astoria are already set to get married as soon as she graduates, she'll be there." Theo demanded, staring at his friend. He watched as the blonde flinched at the mention of Astoria, an unwelcome surprise, albeit necessary one for rebuilding the Malfoy name. And the Malfoys were still Slytherin alright. His parents deemed her as necessary, that Draco wouldn't be able to give them a good name with out a good woman behind him. Draco would do anything for his parents, but if Theodore had been in his place, there wouldn't have been an arranged marriage. He didn't owe his parents that much.

"I do have Astoria," He acknowledged tiredly, "however it's an arranged marriage, meant to happen without having dated her Theodore, and it's a completely different situation. Granger…" He paused, his eyes searching the fire, "Is a muggleborn, and an English one at that. The thought of a marriage without dating would be utterly lost on her. Something she'd never go into." He finished, eyeing the stacks of paper on his desk. Theo tucked the box back into his pocket and rubbed his face, looking away from the blonde and back into the fire. "Do you even know what she wants to do in the future?"

"She has a couple ideas." Theo answered reluctantly.

"Do any of them involve marriage?" Draco sighed, getting up and walking to his desk. Theo watched his old friend roll his eyes at some papers, throw them in a bin, and every now and then give a rare one an appraising look before he placed it to the side. They stayed like that for a while, the rustle of the files and the crackle of the fire interrupting the quiet. Theo knew he could just ask her out… That she might say yes and that the whole marriage proposal could be considered insane. But they were of age… and it felt… infallible… it felt like…

home.

"Go talk to her friends." Draco spoke, making Theo jump a little, "I even did that when I was…. wooing," He sneered, "Astoria." Theo shook his head at the blonde. He knew the prat was lucky to get a girl of her standing into an arranged marriage. One day the snake might realize it as well. Theo stood up and readjusted his robes.

"Well McGonagall said this would be my last floo for the school year. Even Head Boy perks run out I suppose. So…" Theo smirked as Draco looked up, "I guess I'll see you after your honeymoon?" He laughed, quickly throwing the powder into the flames.

"You're coming to my death sentence if I have to drag you myself!" He yelled as Theo stepped through the fire, shouting his destination.

Theo brushed the powder off as he walked out of the Headmaster's fireplace. Hermione's friends… Mione's friends… which one first… "How was your visit?" A voice demanded. He startled and grinned sheepishly at the elderly witch, no less intimidating than she was when he was little.

"Headmaster?" A voice asked, walking into the room. Ronald! He would do. Now how could he convince McGonagall to let him go wherever the hell Weasley was…

"Yes Mr. Weasley you're cleared to use the floo network." McGonagall nodded, focusing again on her work.

"Ron." Theo smiled, walking over and resting his arm across the ginger's shoulders. "You go on, I'll follow." He said, walking with him towards the fireplace.

" ," McGonagall spoke, staring at the two boys, "I believe I said that was your last trip."

"Of course you did Headmaster, but you see, Ron told me earlier where he was going, and since I'm already here, I figured I could help him." He was met with silence. "I've done my head duties for the weekend." Theo tried. He honestly hoped cuddling up with all the Gryffindors hadn't smothered the Slytherin right out of him. She looked between the two and shook her head slightly.

"Go on then." She sighed, waving her quill at the duo. Ron gave him a skeptical look before throwing a handful of gray powder onto the fireplace stones.

"Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes!" and Theo quickly stepped into the flames after him.

A/N: so I might get bunches of messages saying im rushing the story but I wish I was. I thought this would be done in maybe 1-2 more chapters, but a bunch of ideas hit me and I have no idea how long it'll take now. But I have a new goal! At least one chapter a week, so things should speed up a bit^-^