Chapter 26

"Everything"

_THE FUCKING TRUTH_

It's 5pm on Saturday, 10th of August and Angelina Johnson has agreed to go out with me! Well, a specific out to the re-grand opening of Hogwarts! The Restoration Ball is tonight and it's almost that time, I hope everyone has a partner because you'll look pretty silly showing up to the ball alone! I'll be leaving you with the sounds of "The Hobgoblins" as I go make myself pretty for the lovely Angelina and I'm sure she won't want me to be late picking her up. So see you guys tonight and enjoy the music all night long only on the Fucking Truth!

_RON AND DRACO'S FLAT_

"Come on let me go," Hermione was trying to wiggle out of Draco's arms.

"I never want to let you go," She turned around in his arms and he kissed her on the neck from behind.

"I have to go get ready," she said trying to keep her eyes open.

"That is true I do want you to look absolutely ravishing when I stare at you from across the room tonight," Draco unwillingly let her go.

"You said you were okay with me going with Ron," she said trying not to look as if she was in a daze. She sat on the edge of his bed to steady herself.

"I am I just want you to look good. But I won't be okay if Weasealby tries to push up on you," his tone was irritated but he had a smirk on his lips at the flushed Hermione.

Hermione stood up and wrapped her arms around Draco, "you have absolutely nothing to worry about," she kissed him

"You're right because I plan on watching Weasel all night long and if he tries anything I'll hex him from across the room… he'll never know what hit him," he had a twinkle of joy in his eye.

She playfully hit him in the chest, "you agreed to escort your mother so I better not see you chatting up any girls."

"I can't help it if the ladies love me," he ran his hand through his hair and tried to lean against his bedpost in a cool manner but he missed and fell over.

Hermione started laughing, "Are you okay," she asked through laughter.

"Yeah, just hurt pride," he stretched out on the floor and folded his arms behind his head.

Hermione bent down and gave him a quick peak on the lips, "see you tonight."

"See you," Hermione opened the window and climbed out onto the fire escape, Draco tilted his head back so he could see her, she waved and disapparated.

_HOGWARTS_

Hogwarts was shining brightly in the night. You could make out every lit window from Hogmeads station, which was crawling with people coming to honor the reconstruction of the historic institution. Every vacant room in Hogmeads was filled with people who had come a great distance. The knight bus seemed to stop in Hogmeads every five minutes and people were lining up to get a carriage up to the school.

"Fix your tie," Ginny and Harry were in a carriage riding up the drive towards Hogwarts.

"How many people do you think are going to be here," Harry asked straightening his tie.

"Everyone, tonight you're going to have to deal with the flashing lights and the fans and worst of all Rita Skeeter," Ginny was wearing a simple crimson gown. It was strapless, with a sweetheart top. It was straight and flared out at the bottom. She had on white gloves that extended up her arms past her elbows, her hair was pulled back into a bun and she had a red rose in her hair.

Harry sighed, he hated attention, he leaned back and looked across at Ginny, she was absolutely gorgeous, he didn't want to share her with anyone else, "Come here," he leaned forward.

She leaned in, "what?" she smiled.

"I love you," Her smiled turned into a grin. Harry grazed her cheek with the back of his hand and slowly let it fall to the back of her neck. He leaned in closer so there lips were just barely touching. He stared into her sparkling brown eyes. He chuckled and leaned in all the way and slowly kissed her. He savored every moment of the slow languid kiss. He couldn't remember a more passionate kiss he shared with her. As his mind began to swirl and he felt himself losing control the carriage came to a halt, "I wish the Thestrals would take us for another lap."

"Uh huh" Ginny said in agreement trying to pull herself from her daze. She giggled when she saw Harry's face, she took off her glove and wiped the lipstick from Harry's face, "we'll only stay an hour," she grinned.

Harry grinned back and was getting ready to kiss her again when the carriage door swung open, "good evening Mr. Potter," Argus Flitch sneered, he was wearing dusty tailcoat that looked like they hadn't seen the light of day in ten years although Harry knew he wore it to the Yule Ball.

"Evening," Harry said as politely as he could, he climbed out of the carriage and turned to help Ginny out.

"Ready?" She asked pulling her glove back on.

"As ready as I can be," he stuck out his hand and Ginny grabbed it, he brought it to his lips and kissed it, the carriage pulled away revealing, the entrance to Hogwarts, the stairs were lined with reporters who were snapping photos and hoping to get a word with some of the honored guest.

"HARRY POTTER!"

"THE GOLDEN BOY!"

Harry took a step back he wanted to turn and run, but Ginny tightened her grip on his arm and pulled him forward effortlessly, "you can do this Harry," she said through a smile. They began to advance forward up the stairs Viktor Krum and Monica Olbansk were begin interviewed, and Kingsley had just gotten out of carriage and was immediately stopped by a reporter before he hit the first step.

"MAY I HAVE A WORD MR. POTTER?"

"OVER HERE HARRY!"

"IT'S GINEVRA WEASLEY NEW SKEEER FOR THE HOLYHEAD HARPIES!"

"HARRY, GINERVA OVER HERE!"

Harry's head began to spin he didn't know how he would survive this and Ginny was so calm she smiled and acknowledged people who called her name.

"Ginevra! I'm from Witch Weekly, can I get a few words," an older woman called from the sidelines.

Ginny smiled, she tugged on Harry's arm a little to let him know to come with her, "Hello!"

"Hi, so how is it being the new starting seeker of the Holyhead Harpies?"

Ginny chuckled, "It's great, I was a bit nervous the first practice but with the support of my teammates I relaxed and I'm feeling really good about it."

"How's training going and what can we expect from the team this season."

"Training is going very well, I think we have good shot at the league cup," she laughed, "but we'll just have to wait and see won't we." Harry was in shock, where did she learn how to work the press?

"I personally can't wait for your first match, Harry how do you think the Harpies chances are," the reporter asked.

"Oh um!" Harry was caught off guard he was more concerned with how Ginny knew what she was doing, "Well I haven't seen the team play but I have seen Ginny play for the Gryffindor house team and I'm quite sure they're going to make it, she's absolutely fantastic." He looked over at her and smiled

"So are you excited to take the tour of the newly renovated Hogwarts?"

"Yeah, I can't wait to see the outcome, such a horrific event took place here last year and everyone coming together to raise money and just to celebrate its reopening shows that we will always be more powerful then whatever evil is out there," Ginny finished

"I completely agree," she nodded, "what about you Harry."

"Definitely we are stronger as group and I just hope that all of my favorite secret passage ways haven't been sealed up," he laughed.

The woman smiled, "thank you."

Ginny and Harry continued up the stairs as the woman began to scream for someone else.

"How are you so good at this," he whispered to Ginny

"It's all part of the training," she pulled him closer to him, and whispered, "turn to the right for pictures."

Harry turned and was temporarily blinded by all the flashing lights, when he got his sight back he put his arm around Ginny and tried to look mildly pleasant.

"Ginevra, Quidditch Daily!" Ginny turned around to see who called her she waved and excuse herself from Harry.

"The Daily Prophet Mr. Potter!" Harry didn't want to look he was quite certain when he turned around Rita Skeeter would be standing there smirking but he did anyway because anything was better than all the flashing lights. To his pleasant surprise it was not Skeeter but Hannah Abbott looking quite lovely and like she didn't belong among the reporters.

"Hi Hannah, I was afraid you would be Skeeter," he smiled in relief.

"No she quit to work full time on the Skeeter Report but beware because she is here," she warned.

"You look nice," he gestured to her dress.

"Thank you. I'm a woman of many roles tonight. First I must do my job and get the scoop from all the celebrities and then I must be Neville's date to the ball," she blushed, "but now down to business, she waved her hand and her quill and parchment got ready to take notes "your feelings on tonight's festivities."

"Oh, well I could do without the cameras and the dancing but I am quite excited to see the renovations," he smiled

"The question on the mind of everyone is your relationship with the new Seeker for the Holyhead Harpies Ginevra Weasley," she asked uncomfortably already knowing the answer but forced to do her job.

"She's lovely and that's all I'm going to say," Hannah nodded in understanding.

"Thank you, enjoy your evening."

"See you inside," Harry waved as he continued up to the top of the stairs to wait for Ginny. At the top of the stairs in front of the entrance to the castle, Seamus was standing by the door with two very big looking goons checking people's invitations, he couldn't figure out why people would want to sneak into the ball just to see renovations but figured it was probably to see The Bent Broomsticks. Harry could hear music playing and people laughing. He was somewhat anxious to get inside. He loved going back to Hogwarts it was like going home. He also enjoyed seeing Hagrid and visiting Professor Dumbledore's portrait although one of Severus Snape was hanging next to him but it was his fault that his portrait was there and he was willing to make the sacrifice in order to see Dumbledore.

He looked down the stairs and over the path, there were still more carriages coming up to the school. Over the trees he could see the smoke that was coming from the Hogwarts express. It felt good to be back even if there were tons of reporters and photographers. Oliver Wood was standing in the spot of blinding light getting his picture taken looking extremely comfortable. Lee was being interviewed with Angelina on his arm looking stunning and as if she didn't mind being with him. The next carriage moved and revealed Draco and Narcissa Malfoy. They began to walk up the steps people called their names and snapped photos but they ignored them and continued up the stairs. Draco gave Harry a curt nod as he and his mother passed him and went inside. When he turned his head back down the stairs reporters were swarming around someone Harry couldn't see. But what he could see was Ginny approaching him and he broke out into a smile.

He extended his hand and she grabbed it, "what's going on down there," he asked.

"Aidan and Padma just showed up and she has a huge rock on her finger," she answered.

"Still wearing yours around your neck I see," he indicated to the gold chain hanging around Ginny's neck, the chain was long and was hanging down into her dress and you couldn't see the ring hanging at the other end.

"Yes, I love the idea of it being so close to my heart," she grinned and leaned in and kissed him, the kiss was ruined with a huge flash, when they pulled apart, Rita Skeeter stood in front of them with a mischievous grin.

"Isn't that sweet," Her quill was scribbling away in the air next to her, "so what's next for our young super couple!"

"As I recall, I am of no social status to date Harry," Ginny stated angrily, "so as far as I'm concerned you can piss off!" she knocked the quick quills quote out of the air and pulled Harry into the building.

"You shouldn't have done that", Harry grinned he couldn't help but be proud. "She's going to slaughter you in her tabloid."

"I don't care no one believes that Skeeter crap," she paused, "well no one in their right mind anyway."

_THE GREAT HALL_

The Great hall was decorated with all the house colors. The long tables had disappeared and were replaced by round ones with a dance floor set up in the middle. There was a stage where the head table used to be awaiting to be performed on by the Bent Broomsticks and was currently being occupied by the Classical Goblin Orchestra of Wales.

"Draco why didn't you ask Hermione to come with you," Narcissa asked Draco as they sat at their table in the corner.

Draco gave his mother a funny look, "why would I do that?"

"I thought you liked her," she smiled slightly

"I don't like her, she's a muggle born," he stated defensively, Narcissa smirked at the use of muggle born instead of mudblood. Draco looked away from his mother and his gaze passed the entrance to the Great Hall there was a girl standing there in a gold gown. She looked good and Draco did a double take it was Hermione and she was looking around. Her v-neck gown was fitted at the top and moved down into a full ball gown skirt. She had on white gloves that went up to right below her elbows. Draco was shocked her hair was straight and curled at the bottom with no frizz in sight.

Narcissa looked from Draco to the door, and smirked "Your right you don't like her… you love her," She got up from her seat and walked away. It took Draco a second to process what she said but she was half way across the room to talk to Ms. Zabini and her new perspective husband. He got up from his seat and was going to say hello but as he got closer to the door he saw what she had turned around to do, she was talking to Weasel and Potty so he made a u-turn and joined Goyle by the drinks.

"I can't wait to do the tour," Hermione was practically jumping up and down

"I'm just happy there are no ruffles or lace on my dress robes," Ron was wearing the dress robes that Fred and George had purchased for him.

"I think we should sneak off to the common room," Harry smiled

"Yeah we can sit in front of the fireplace, you and Hermione can come up with an unrealistic plan and I can point out how it won't work," laughed Ron.

"Well at least we were thinking! What were you doing to help?" Hermione snapped

"Excuse me, who reopened the chamber of secrets and saved Harry from drowning! Played a very hard and may I add large game of wizard's chest…" Ron and Hermione started arguing back and forth over who did what and how important it was.

Harry rolled his eyes and thought about how they could sneak off to the common room with a pit stop by the headmistress's office. Ginny was off talking to her friends from school and while he was stuck listening to his two best friends arguing. The doors to the school began to close and everyone in the entrance hall started to move into the Great Hall. Harry grabbed Ron and Hermione by the arms.

"What are you doing?" Asked Ron in confusion

"shhh!" Hissed Harry he pulled them behind a statue, as soon as the last person disappeared into the great hall Harry said, "now's our chance." They ran up the marble staircase and quickly down the corridor, when they were sure they couldn't be seen they stopped running.

"Does anyone know the password to get into the common room," asked Ron as they waited for the staircase to stop moving.

"No, maybe we should go see Dumbledore first, he'll probably tell us," suggested Hermione as they continued down the corridor towards the gargoyle that stood outside the headmistress's office.

"The only problem now is what's the password to get into McGonagall office," pointed out Ron.

"I haven't a clue what she would use as the password," stated Harry running his hand through his hair.

"I should have known," The three turned around to see Professor McGonagall staring at them sternly.

"Professor…" Harry started

"Kitty Litter," she cut him off, the gargoyle jumped out of the way and she turned and hastened down the hall.

"I thought she was going to give us detention," said Ron as they walked up the stair like escalator. They walked the two steps to the office door and pushed it open.

The portraits of the past headmasters were slumbering peacefully on the wall. Dumbledore's portrait was right behind Professor McGonagall's desk his head rested on his hand and he was snoring peacefully. To the right of Dumbledore hung the portrait of Severus Snape, his head was hung and his body moved up and down from his breathing.

"Well if it isn't Harry Potter," They turned around to see Phineas awake in his frame, "enjoying the newly redone house of Black? I would assume so after the things I've seen you doing," he smirked and raised an eyebrow.

Harry's eyes widen as he remembered back to the first room he and Ginny christened.

"What has he seen you doing," asked Ron.

"Nothing," Harry said quickly as Phineas let out a small chuckle.

"I thought I'd be seeing you three tonight" they quickly turned around to look at a smiling Dumbledore, his bright blue eyes dancing as if he was still alive, "You all look wonderful!"

"Professor it's so good to see you," said Harry happily.

"Likewise, come sit," he indicated to the chairs in front of McGonagall's desk, "How have you all been? What's new?" he laughed

The three sat down in the chairs in front of the desk, "things haven't really changed that much," said Harry.

"That's not true," said Hermione, "tell him the big news"

Harry looked at her confused then eyes widened when he realized what she was talking about, "Oh! I'm getting married."

"To Miss. Weasley I presume," he smiled, Harry shook his head yes and could feel his cheeks turning red.

"How sweet," everyone's attention turned to the portrait of Severus Snape who was now awake and glaring at the three.

"Now Severus, be nice," instructed Dumbledore.

"I am being nice, I just wanted to point out how young they are and that it will never work out," he stated simply picking at his nails.

"He's got a point you know," agreed Ron.

Hermione immediately elbowed him, "I thought you got over that," asked Harry heatedly.

"I have no doubts that you'll last but you are a bit young mate," stated Ron.

"You're one of my best people!" Harry stood.

"Which is why I should point out the obvious for you to consider, I'm not saying not to marry my sister, and if I did she would hex the shit out of me? But I just think that your young, that's all but I would be proud to stand by whatever decision you make," he said proudly and his confidence grew as he saw a small smile creep across Hermione's face.

Harry sat back down, "thank you but I am going to marry Ginny and feel that I am old enough and mature enough for this commitment. Like it or not I love your sister."

"Me too, so if you hurt her I'm telling you now that it's not personal when I beat the shit out of, she's my sister and I have to protect her," said Ron seriously.

Harry laughed and Hermione rolled her eyes, "as you can see Professor, things haven't changed at all," Hermione pointed out.

_GREAT HALL_

Draco looked around the packed hall for any sign of Hermione. The Bent Broomsticks were playing and people crowded the dance floor. The first tour group had already left being lead by Nearly Headless Nick and the second was getting ready to leave lead by Professor Flitwick. The tours were taking place according to table number, three tables at a time and Draco was seated at table twenty. He didn't really want to be in the great hall right now and he was quite sure if Hermione wasn't in here she was off wandering of her own accord with Potter and Weasley. Perhaps if I find her I can convince her to leave with me now? She looked absolutely radiant and there is no reason for Ron to get to enjoy her beauty if he's not even with her. Surely no one would mind if I simply tagged along with the next group. It's only long enough for me to sneak away.

The next group was announced to be lead by Professor Aurora Sinistra, Draco slipped into the group of people as they moved out of the grand doors into the entrance hall. The doors closed muffling the sound of the music and Professor Sinistra began to talk about what had been done to the entrance hall, Draco tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for the group to go upstairs so he could escape. When they finally began to move up the marble staircase Draco noticed the future Mrs. Potter trying to pretend as if she was paying attention to what Sinistra was saying. He hoped that she didn't see him because she might follow if she thinks he's up to something, but then again she did invite me to her wedding, I know it was her because Potter would never do that no matter how much I'm around. Maybe she does trust me… but mostly she was being polite.

When everyone descended a set of changing stairs in the stairwell he took his chance and sprinted up a different set. He hastened up the corridor trying to think of where Hermione could possibly be. He turned the corner and Nearly Headless Nick's tour group was walking pass down the hall that connected to the one he was standing in. As the last few members of the group passed Draco smirked as Potter, Weasel, and Hermione came from behind the Gargoyle that lead to the Headmistress's office and joined the end of the line. Draco hurried down the hall. He turned the corner and walked quickly to get to the end of the line. Hermione was walking a little behind Ron and Harry thankfully, Draco slipped one hand over her mouth and the other around her waist.

She gasped slightly, "shhh," he whispered in her ear and pulled her into the nearest classroom.

He released her and she immediately turned around and punched him in his stomach, "how dare you!" she said heatedly and drew her wand and pointed it at the outline of the dark figure.

The classroom they were in was pitch black and Draco said, "You might want to turn on the light before you use that thing."

"Draco? Lumos," light began to radiate from the tip of her wand, "oh… I'm so sorry," she said when she noticed he still had his hand on his stomach.

"It's alright." He grimaced, "that's what I get for trying to steal you away from your date."

"Trying to steal me away? Whatever for?" She smiled devilishly

"Don't get the wrong idea Granger. I just wanted to know if you wanted some cake." He responded with a smirk.

She raised her eyebrows to this, "no thank you, but if they have pudding I'll have some of that," she smiled politely and strutted to the door.

Draco quickly grabbed her arm and spun her around. She smiled up at him, "I knew this wasn't about cake." He smirked down at her and leaned in and kissed her. It was really dignified and perfect. He ran his fingers threw her hair and kept running them down her back, Draco heard Hermione moan softly as his hands explored her body. He let his kisses trail down her neck as she leaned her head back, she moaned a little louder this time as she ran her fingers through Draco's hair.

"Draco" she whispered breathing heavily.

"Hmm," he grunted still placing kisses all over her.

"Draco," she said a bit louder this time, when he didn't respond she pushed him off of her.

"What?" He asked breathing heavily arms still wrapped around her waist.

"Let's get out of here now!" She didn't even have time to react as Draco grabbed her hand pulled her towards the door she only laughed. He opened the door and peered out, the hallway was deserted so they seized the opportunity, "which way should we go. I don't think the main entrance is very smart."

"I should say not," agreed Draco, "I have an idea" still holding her hand he hurried down the hall, he quickly looked both ways and then made a right and continued to hurry. Hermione heard voices coming from around the corner from where they had just come from, and without warning quickly pulled Draco behind a suit of armor. And brought her finger to her lips signaling for him to be quiet, moments later Harry was hurrying down the hall with Ginny.

"I said we only had to stay for an hour, but you decided to go exploring," Ginny pointed out to Harry who was complaining about being here too long and how he just wanted to be alone with her.

When they disappeared around the corner the two came out from behind the armor, "they're probably going down the stairs behind the tapestry and out the back door… so much for that plan."

"We can go through the room of requirement into Hogsmead," Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him back the other way, they ran up the stairs to the seventh floor and Hermione quickly paced back and forth in front of the Barnabas the Barmy tapestry thinking about the hideout that was there last year. The door appeared and she waved Draco to follow her, they walked to the back of the room through all the hammocks and opened the door on the back wall. Hermione went in first and galloped down the stairs when she hit flat grown she walked quickly, turning to look over her shoulder to see if Draco had kept up and he had. She pushed open the door at the end of the tunnel and the portrait swung open over the fireplace in Aberforth's room at the Hogshead.

"What's going on?" Aberforth jumped out of the armchair he was sitting in alarmed at the site of Hermione climbing out of the portrait hole in a ball gown.

"Hello, Mr. Dumbledore," she said politely fixing her dress as Draco climbed out behind her, "I hope you don't mind but we needed a way to get out of Hogwarts without being noticed."

Aberforth raised an eyebrow at this, he looked from Hermione to Draco, "you're that Malfoy kid who knocked out the photographer at the Dirty Boot!"

Draco gave a cut nod, "my finest hour."

Hermione rolled her eyes, and grabbed his hand and headed for the door, "I apologize for the intrusion and if you could please not tell anyone we were here that would be great," she opened the door and pushed Draco into the hall, "I assure you we aren't in any trouble, thank you, Good night." She closed the door and followed Draco down the stairs and out the door into the warm summer night air. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she wrapped her arms around his neck she leaned in and kissed him and felt herself stop breathing as they apparated to the roof of Draco's flat.

_THE GREAT HALL_

Ron scanned the Great Hall looking for Hermione he couldn't find her anywhere. He, Harry, and Hermione had joined the back of a tour group and when he turned around she was gone. Before he could ask Harry if he knew where she went he rushed off down the hall at the sight of Ginny passing in another group. So he wandered back down to the Great Hall hoping she was there.

"Have you seen Hermione," Ron asked Seamus as he pushed through the crowd looking around for her. He shook his head no, and Ron continued on. He asked everyone he knew. No one had seen her. Dean said the last time he saw her she was with him. Ron was beginning to panic, what if something happened to her? Oh my god? What if there's another chamber or something and she's been eaten alive by a basilisk! Beads of sweat began to form on his brow. He jumped when someone touched his shoulder…

"Are you alright," asked Padma looking concerned due to his reaction.

"Have you seen Hermione?" he asked wiping his forehead with the back of his hand.

Padma looked at him curiously, why doesn't he know where Hermione is? After all she is his date. Earlier she heard Narcissa Malfoy asking Ms. Zabini if she seen Draco but concluded he must have ducked out early, he wasn't having a goodtime anyway, a small smile crept on Padma's face.

"Well have you seen her," Ron persisted urgently

"Oh," she shook her head back to reality, "yes, she said she wasn't feeling well and if I saw you to let you know she went home," she finished with a pleasant smile.

"Why didn't she just tell me that herself instead of disappearing," he asked suspiciously.

"She probably wanted you to stay and enjoy yourself… you like the Bent Broomsticks don't you? They sound even better live relax have some fun," she smile, "I think I hear Aidan calling me," she excused herself quickly.

I didn't hear anyone calling her name and Hermione could have just told me she wasn't feeling well herself. Padma wouldn't lie to me about this, what possible reason could she have to make something up? Ron wasn't sure if he completely believed Padma but she would surely say something if Hermione was in danger. Ron shrugged it off grabbed a glass of Champagne from one of the floating trays and went to join Dean and Seamus who were talking at a nearby table.

_DRACO'S BEDROOM_

Hermione's heart was racing, she was quite sure that at any moment it was going to jump out of her chest and sprint away. But it made for all the more excitement as she pulled Draco in closer to her. She knew she wasn't breathing with her lips crushed against his. He ran his hands up and down her sides and she moaned into his mouth. She could feel his lips curl into a smirk against hers and hit him in the back without breaking the kiss. She pulled away when she felt his lips curl even further into a smile.

"Are you smiling," she asked raising an eyebrow.

"You must have been imaging things," he pulled her back in close to him. He stared down into her eyes. He trailed a finger along the outline of her lips.

"Malfoy, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were in love with me," she smiled up at him her brown eyes full of glee and sparking in the soft moonlight coming from the window.

"Good thing you know better Granger," he said walking her backwards towards his bed.

"Yes good thing I know better than to believe that lie," she smirked as she pushed his robe down his shoulders and began to unbutton his shirt.

"Believe what you wish," he said unzipping the back of her dress.

"I will and I choose to believe that you love me," she said completely getting his shirt open and taking it off.

He pushed the straps of her dress down. He stared into her eyes as he let the top of her dress fall completely down. He leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was slow and savored. He took his time so he could fully taste her. He lightly traced her lips with his tongue, she parted her lips and he gently let his tongue enter her mouth. He pushed her dress all the way down and she stepped out of it without breaking the kiss. He moved his hands under her bottom and he picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked them the rest of the way to his bed. He gently lowered them down so he was on top of her and continued the kiss. He broke away from her mouth and trailed kisses to her ear and whispered, "I love you Hermione."

"Everything" Lifehouse