Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling has still not called to give me the rights to Harry Potter... I am sad.

A/N: Alright, enough is enough. This story has taken longer to finish than I ever wanted it to. School has gotten in the way (hence why generally, if you've stuck around long enough, you'll see me update during the Summer) I'm out of school and I am determined to finish this story before I head back. Anyways, onward we go...

Chapter Thirty-One

"Is this a Death Eater thing? Because it's really stupid." Hermione commented as she sat on the couch of Draco's home with a bowl of popcorn. She watched the two grown men, Blaise and Draco, play a game of ''Who-can-eat-the-most-chocolate-frogs'', the catch being even if you ate more, if you threw up, you lost.

"You know, normal people don't do this." she added.

Blaise who was currently at 6 frogs, opened his mouth to try and respond but wound up loosing one as it jumped out of his mouth. Unfortunately it jumped into Hermione's popcorn. Making a face, she put the bowl on the side table seeing as the coffee table was filled with chocolate frog packages and two buckets.

Draco, at 8 frogs, just pointed at her and nodded feverishly. The hard part of the game was keeping the frogs in your mouth, the more you had, the easier it was for them to escape.

As their cheeks expanded and wiggled due to the frogs Hermione tried her best to not turn green, "You two are going to make me hurl." she said, holding onto her stomach.

At the mention of hurl, Blaise got a look on his face and threw up all the frogs in a bucket. Soon after Draco spit his frogs into his own bucket. "Fifteen."

Blaise sighed, "Fourteen." he dragged out.

"Yes, double win!" Draco said triumphantly.

"Not fair, Hermione made me sick by saying 'hurl' it doesn't count!" Blaise said, he wasn't a very good looser. Even if Hermione hadn't said 'hurl' he would have problem blamed her by saying that her eating the popcorn had made him sick, or something of the sort.

"If you two don't mind, I have a life to attend to." Hermione said getting off the couch and heading towards the door.

"Not even going to kiss the love of your life goodbye?" Draco called out as she starting walking away to leave.

Hermione stopped and looked around as she turned and faced him, "I don't see him anywhere." she shrugged.

"Ha ha, very funny." Draco was not amused. It had been a month since they started seeing each other and things were moving pretty fast, considering she officially moved in all her things into Draco's home an hour after they starting dating.

"Where you going?" asked Blaise.

"I'm going to visit Ginny."

"Ooo, the Weaselette, is she still single?" Blaise wagged his eyebrows.

Draco hit Blaise on the arm, "She's widowed from her best friend you oaf."

"Yeah, have some sympathy." she glared at Blaise and kissed Draco. She wasn't going to, just for fun, but he was being nice and having at least an ounce of sympathy for her friend... either that or because he knew it would bother her.

"Ugh, get a room." Blaise made an 'I'm throwing up' sound.

"There's plenty of rooms in your house, why don't you go in one of those." Draco said breaking his lips from hers and holding Hermione close around the waist.

"You love me here, I'm great company." Blaise defended.

"Hey look Draco, he almost has a bigger ego than you." Hermione laughed.

"You're just full of jokes today aren't you?" he kissed her on the forehead and let her go on her way.

Hermione thought it was best to knock instead of just apparating into the middle of the living room. On her fourth knock, Ginny opened the door.

"Hermione! We've been worried sick, where have you been? Ron has this crazy idea that-"

As if on cue, Ron pulled the door open all the way with a look that could kill on his face, "WHERE IN BLOODY HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?"

"Oh Ronald," Hermione glared and shoved him out of the way so she could go inside.

"Answer me!" he yelled following her inside.

"Is it true? Were you with Malfoy?" Ginny asked, closing the door and following them into the living room.

Hermione sat down on the couch, making herself comfortable because she knew it would be awhile.

"I told you I wanted to know where you were at all times, AND who you were with. Remember, you said fine! You agreed!" Ron ranted, "Malfoy is not someone you should be around. Why the bloody hell was Malfoy with you? I swear Hermione I'm gonna loose it if you don't say you were chocking him to death!" he paced back and forth, "If he was choking you to death, I'm gonna kill him!"

Hermione looked up at Ron and gave him a look, "Ronald, don't you think that if he was choking me to death, I would be dead right now?"

"So you admit it! You were with him, I'm gonna fucking kill him! You better explain yourself young lady," Ron put his hands on his hips, it was scary how much he resembled Molly at this moment.

"Shut up and sit." Ginny said pushing him into the chair behind him and went to sit next to Hermione.

Hermione took a deep breath as all eyes were on her, waiting for her story. "Well, you see, I was... I was sorta wanted by the Death Eaters and Malfoy, he... he um, saved me."

Ron scoffed, "As if he didn't order them to himself."

"He says he didn't and I believe him. He kept me at his place, he had plenty of times to kill me and he didn't. He's not that bad, honestly. So, I've been in hide out, that's why I couldn't really talk to anyone or the Death Eaters would know; And well, Draco-"

Ron interrupted, "First name basis are you now?" he sneered.

"She'll never finish if you don't shut up!" Ginny yelled to Ron.

"Thanks Gin," Hermione smiled at her friend and continued. "Draco, and his friend Blaise, didn't want to be Death Eaters so we came up with a plan and got the Ministry on board. Draco led all the Death Eaters into a trap and turned them into the Ministry. All the Death Eaters, besides Draco and Blaise, are getting obliviated as we speak. Families and everything, they're going to be completely new people."

"I thought the Ministry was behind that?" Ginny asked, "It was all over the papers."

"That was part of the plan," Hermione nodded, "Let the ministry take the glory. It's how we got them to accept. What good would it have done to say Draco and Blaise were behind it, no one would believe them and besides, everyone's going to think they're obliviated anyway." Hermione looked at Ron, "See Ron, he's not that bad. He's actually nice when he's not a git."

"What are you trying to say?" his lips were pressed tightly together.

He knew her too well and knew she was trying to get at something. "We're sort of... dating."

"WHAT! That's it," Ron stood up, "Where does this bastard live! I want an address, I'm gonna rip his head off!"

"Always with the dramatics Ronald," Ginny rolled her eyes.

"You can't possibly be okay with this!" he yelled at Ginny then turned to Hermione, "He's a liar 'Mione!"

"I'm not sure what to make of it but if she's okay with it and trusts him, I mean, she's not stupid." Ginny shrugged.

Ron grabbed the memo pad Ginny kept on the coffee table and held it in front of Hermione's face. "Address, now." he demanded.

"Absolutely not!" Hermione shoved the pad out of her face, "Besides, it's heavily guarded, you couldn't just show up on the doorstep even if you wanted to."

"'Mione, for the love of Merlin, he's a Death Eater! The golden trio does not date Death Eaters," Ron bellowed, "Do you know how stupid that sounds?" he was aggravated that his best friend wouldn't see reason. All those years of Malfoy making fun of them, and being mean to them, can't just be swept under the rug.

"Ex-Death Eater it sounds," Ginny piped up, "Besides, he's hot."

Ron's eyes nearly popped out of his head, "Great, my sister and best friend are against me. Am I the only sane one in this bloody room?"

"It sounds like he's changed. You've gotta give him credit for not killing her-"

"Not too late for him to try!" he interrupted his sister. "I bet that's his plan, get her to like him and then," he made a motion on his neck that meant he would kill her. "You," Ron pointed at Hermione "Have lost your mind." he made his way towards the door, "Owl me when you've come to your senses."

As the door shut behind him, Hermione looked at Ginny.

"Is it true?" Ginny asked, "All those Death Eaters I mean, obliviated? That sounds... hard." she laughed lightly.

"I tried to help but Draco was all 'you don't know what you're doing'" Hermione said, relaxing into the couch. "They say it will take two months in the least."

"Malfoy's really changed hasn't he?" Ginny said, grabbing a pillow from behind her and hugging it in front of her chest. Hermione nodded, "Are you in love?" Ginny asked.

"Gin, we only just started dating, how in the world am I supposed to know-"

"That's a yes." Ginny grinned.

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Anyway, I see you're not manically scrubbing the floors, is that because you've been entertained, or are you not you know-"

"A freak?" Ginny giggled. "No, I'm better now. I've come to terms," she took a deep breath and sighed, "Cleaning everything wasn't a good way to find closure, it just took my mind off things. I didn't have to sit and think about it if I was busy." she shrugged "I've learned to deal with my problems in a better way. Harry and I loved flying so I'm working with little kids and teaching them how to fly."

Hermione smiled, "That's great Ginny! Harry would be so proud."

"I think he would be. Every time I fly, I feel... close to him somehow. It's a shame we didn't have kids though, every time I see the little kids in the flying class, I just want to take them home with me." Ginny laughed.

"Oh Merlin Gin, you aren't hiding any kids in your closet are you?" Hermione asked, afraid she'd say yes.

"No!" Ginny laughed harder. "So... is Malfoy a good kisser?" she grinned.

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"I'm home!" Hermione called out, closing the door behind her. "Draco, where are you?" she called out, going up the stairs.

"I'm here!" he called out. As she reached the top of the stairs he came out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Honestly," Hermione rolled her eyes "Put on a shirt!"

"Don't pretend, I know you like what you see," Draco said as he started flexing his biceps.

Hermione laughed and walked towards him, "At least put on pants."

"Think of the towel as a kilt," he said playfully, grabbing her and forcefully pulling her against him and kissed her. "How was it at Ginny's?" he asked, lips inches away from hers.

"Good, I saw Ron. Long story short, Ginny is okay with us being together, Ron on the other hand..."

"Well he's just going to have to get used to it," he kissed her once more before letting go of her. "I'm going to go put on some pants because someone feels so offended." he grinned making his way back towards the bathroom.

As the door was closing, Hermione, feeling devious, quickly reached in and pulled the towel before the door shut, getting a nice, but quick view of his bum.

"Hey!" he shouted from inside the bathroom.

"I'm borrowing your kilt," Hermione laughed, "By the way, nice arse."

A/N: Finally! I'm elated I finally finished this chapter; Only a few chapters left I would say.