OMG, the next chapter of Star-Crossed Lovers... I can write again!! Woo hoo!! I am so sorry I kept all of you waiting for so long. Major writers block... but I think I am over it now!! Well, I am sure you are eager to read on so without any more delay... Chapter 8!
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"Hermione… Hermione… where the hell is she?" Draco muttered, pacing up and down the back of the library, earning himself some odd looks. However, he was beyond noticing. The only thing that mattered was a certain Gryffindor girl carrying a certain message from a certain Gryffindor boy.
"Ugh," he groaned, running his fingers through his hair (a very un-Malfoy thing to do but counting the present circumstances everything was allowed), "never trust a Gryffindor when you need them to be fast. She was supposed to meet him at least an hour ago… what's happened?"
Then… footsteps approached and Hermione hurtled around the corner, panting for breath. She skidded to a halt in front of the blonde, bent double over a stitch. "About bloody time!"
"What… do… you mean?" she puffed.
"You were supposed to meet him ages ago!"
"Do… you… have… any… idea… how big… Hogwarts is?"
"Yes but-"
"And are you aware of a certain annoying poltergeist by the name of Peeves?" By now Hermione had recovered and was standing up, looking indignant.
Draco groaned. "That little… it doesn't matter. You're here now so tell me?"
"Wait a little, wait a little. Let me catch my breath." Hermione actually enjoyed stringing out the Slytherin, have him hanging on to every word. It's good for him, she thought.
Draco sighed. "Hurry up."
Two minutes later, "Well?"
"Well what?"
"You know damn well what!"
"Do you have Charms next period?"
"Charms? Is that all you can think about? Here I am waiting for probably the most important news of my life and you start talking about Charms?!"
"Well, don't answer. Some thanks I get for running all over Hogwarts for you. Next time run your own messages!" and she turned to go but Draco caught her arm.
"I'm sorry. It's just… what did Harry say?"
Hermione's face softened and she smiled. "Do you have Charms next period?"
"I do."
"Well, don't go to Flitwick. Instead, go to the Room of Requirement. There you will meet a young man, waiting to marry you."
Seeing the spread of joy come across Draco's face was probably one of the most beautiful sights Hermione had ever seen. He silently hugged her and ran off, almost floating a foot off the ground. He seemed to glow in his happiness. Such a change had come over Draco Malfoy that it turned heads. Hermione watched him go, grinning. So this is what true love looks like she thought.
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