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Hewoo!
I read your other story...it twas reeeeeeeali good...
This has such a great start...I luff it already =o
ITS DRACO! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT! *Zomg..*
Post when yoo can!
<3 Elle

p.S. ZOMG! I'm first Reader! xD

OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!! i LOVE iT!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE POST MORE NOW PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMSOiD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lol, thanx :) I'm on like, the 22nd chapter... but I'm not gonna post for a day or so... I dunno, it depends on my mood, which just drastically changed.
So the rest of chapter one'll be posted in a day or so I guess.
Til then... yeah :)

Oh yeah, you mighta noticed already, but this story/sequel STARTS with Harry/Hermione... I don't mind 'em, like it more than R/Hr really (in my opinion, overall I just don't like Ron all that much anymore), so yeah, it's a lightly-shown relationship, but it's there in the beginning.

Well, All i can say, is that its awesome. I wish I could write mine that fast, I have a hard enough time keeping up with my school, and concentrating on my story.

But I can't wait for the next post, do you have to make us all wait??
<3Jenn

ok kool. cant wait 4 the next post!! :]

Ok, I'll post later today (which'll be tomorrow on my watch :P).
I have OFFICALLY finished the sequel, and because of my mood, it caused me to think of the ending :) I love the ending a lot more than the one I had for the first... overall I like the sequel more :D Can't wait to share the rest of this with every1!
Well it's 2:30am here and I don't wanna get in trouble for being up to late, so yeah...
Post 'tomorrow', promise! (I'm really only doing it cause I finished the F.F and it doesn't matter the speed of my posting now ;))
~Sarah~

YAY WE GET A POST TODAY!!!!!!!! i AM SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!! :]

Yeah, well I guess you can say I'm in a bit of a better mood... not much difference tho :P
Anyways, I feel like posting twice today, so I'll post chapter 2 a little while after posting the short last bit of chapter 1 (cause it's only like, 4-5 kinda bigish paragraphs).
Yeah, the H/Hr is kinda mentioned in the second part of chapter 1 (what I'm about to post).
Anyways, here it is! Gonna post chapter 2 in about 1 and a half hrs, cause I gotta get off the 'Net til then!

Chapter 1
The Final Battle (Part 2):
Memories of her 7th year came back to her as she looked down at him, how he’d been nothing but a pain in the butt for the first little while until their first patrolling, how he kissed her in the dark of the dungeons, how he had changed her for her own good, how he showed her new things about her she never knew she had, how he might act like a tough, smart-alec Slytherin bad-boy but he was actually a bit sensitive, caring, gentle, passionate guy and how he was trying to protect her by their breaking-up...
She dropped to her knees beside his body, clutching the ruby heart on the necklace he gave her four years before. Her tears spilled onto his cheeks. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t seem to move, Hermione couldn’t even tell if he was breathing or not.
“Mione?”
Hermione looked up and saw Ginny standing at the other end of the room.
“What’s wrong?”
Hermione turned away and looked back down at Draco’s calm face. Ginny came up behind Hermione and looked over her should.
“Oh, Hermione...” she left her sentence hanging. Hermione bit her lips together lightly. “What about Harry?” Ginny asked quietly.
Hermione refused to meet Ginny’s gaze. She searched the face of her old love. She wasn’t sure if Draco was alive and unconscious, or dead. If he was alive, she wouldn’t know what to do. For the past year she’s confined to Harry, finally able to get over her loss of Draco. Now that he lay in front of her, she felt lost again.
“I... nothing’s changing, Gin,” Hermione said quietly. “For all I know, he’s not even alive.” She reached out and touched his cheeks lightly with a hand.
She saw him twitch. Carefully pulling away, Hermione watched Draco slowly start moving. She stood up beside Ginny and looked down.
“Great going, Mione,” Ginny mumbled.
Hermione rolled her eyes. She looked back down and she saw his eyes open slowly. He looked just as confused as Hermione felt. He was mumbling something inaudible to her as he looked around. His pale grey eyes seemed to find Hermione.
“Gr... ‘Ermione?”
Hermione smiled weakly. She knew he almost called her by ‘Granger’, and she actually was ready for him to say so.
“Should I...?” Ginny whispered to Hermione. She nodded faintly and Ginny left the room, both for the privacy of her friend and to talk to Lupin.
Draco caught Hermione’s gaze and they locked eyes for a few moments. She noticed how weak he looked, so unguarded compared to how he used to be. It looked like he had given up all life in him, it was all drained. Nothing else was said, all the words were told through their eyes.

dang, it doesn't let you say a-and-r-and-s-and-e... I tried to write it so it would, cause I thought there would be no saying of the actual word...
I'll see if I can fix that, cause I had the astraphixes (can't spell).
Ok, seems kinda corny in my perpective but I changed the word

Sorry about taking awhile to post, but I wanted to read the WHOLE sequel, all 26 chapters, over again... I was kinda busy crying at the end... which I sooo can't wait to post, but it'll be awhile before that, since the sequel is longer.
Anyways, here's chapter 2 (this is the chapter that somewhat explains why Hermione doesn't really have a job...)

Chapter 2
Desiree

Hermione was quiet for a few days after the final battle. Ginny talked to Lupin, who she told about Malfoy, and he let the previous Death Eater stay at Grimmauld Place. Harry was very against this, but let him stay (he could’ve easily kicked Malfoy out, since he officially owns Grimmauld Place, but Hermione kept him from doing so).

Sighing, Draco pulled himself out of bed. He was still sore from the battle days before. It wasn’t his fault he was fighting for the Death Eaters though, he never wanted to. In fact, he was so resistant to it; the Dark Lord himself put Draco under the Imperius Curse to keep him ‘loyal’. The curse was broken as soon as Harry killed Him, and along with that, the Dark Mark had faded, leaving only a faint scar where it used to be.
He slipped on his day’s clothes. Walking out of the bedroom he was offered, he made his way down the stairs.
“MUDBLOODS! BLOOD TRAITORS! SMIRCHING THE HOME OF MY FATHERS...”
Draco nearly tripped in surprise. Where was that voice coming from? Out of all the days he had been through the hallway, he never heard such a shrill, loud voice.
“What the...!” someone yelled.
Someone was running down the stairs. After they landed on the floor, another person was following behind. Harry and Hermione ran in front of Draco and up to a painting. With all of their strength, the two of them shut the curtains.
“What’d you do that for?” Harry demanded. “You’re supposed to be quiet in this hallway for a reason, Malfoy!”
“You never said why,” Draco growled.
“Well it looks like you’ve introduced yourself to Mrs. Black’s portrait,” Hermione said, sighing.
“Black...”
The name clicked in Draco’s mind. It took him a few moments to recall his mother’s maiden name. By the time he did, the two were long gone, most likely in the kitchen. Draco trudged through the hallway quietly. He walked into the kitchen and saw his mudblood cousin Tonks, Harry, Ron and Hermione at the kitchen table. He came in quietly and got some toast. He sat down at the table, a couple chairs’ distance from others, and ate.
“Mommy!”
Curious, Draco turned to look at the door and saw a female toddler that looked to be at least four years old. She ran up to Hermione and hugged her leg.
“I told you not to go down the stairs by yourself,” Hermione said in a firm, yet calm voice.
“Sorry...” the girl mumbled.
Hermione picked her up and set her on her lap. The toddler reached out and grabbed a piece of toast and broke it in half. Draco watched curiously, he’d never seen such a young child so polite. She had dirty blonde hair and green-grey eyes. It surprised him how much different she looked compared to Hermione, except for a similar face shape and nose. Despite how he had been around Grimmauld Place for nearly a week, he had never seen this girl before.
The girl noticed Draco. She recoiled hesitantly and seemed to have a harder grip on Hermione’s arm. Her eyes changed colour, into a pale grey that much reflected Draco’s. He smiled faintly, but that just seemed to scare her even more. She jumped out of Hermione’s lap, toast still at hand, and ran out of the kitchen. Draco looked at Hermione, slightly confused, but she refused to meet his gaze. He noticed her cheeks were a bit more flushed than normal.
Draco finished quickly and left the kitchen, feeling out of place because of the conversations started around him. He went back upstairs so he could brush his teeth. He passed by a door that was open only a crack, and he saw some eyes following him. He passed by, pretending not to notice, and went into the bathroom.
The day progressed, and he felt so cooped up inside the house. He hadn’t been out in nearly a week; he’s begun to miss the air of the outside. It seemed every room he was in throughout the day, the small girl would enter only moments later. As soon as she’d see Draco, she’d run back out. He was beginning to wonder what the child’s problem was with him. He’d come to the conclusion that Hermione and Harry had told her stories (he had assumed the child was Harry’s, since he became aware of their evident relationship, which still hurt him, since he still loves Hermione).
He sat in what seemed to be a sun-room for a few hours, reading The Daily Prophet, he went into the kitchen. He found Hermione inside, alone. He got lunch and sat directly across, and a few chairs away, from her.
The door creaked open. The child’s eyes peered in; still the same pale grey Draco had seen them turn as soon as she looked at him. It looked like she was about to run out again.
“Dezi, come here,” Hermione called to the child. Shaking slightly, the toddler, Dezi, came inside. She went up to Hermione and clutched her leg, digging her face into it. Hermione chuckled and picked up Dezi and put her on a chair next to hers.
“Dezi, this is Draco Malfoy,” Hermione said, pointing to him.
“I know...” Dezi said weakly.
Draco raised an eyebrow. Was that why she kept running from him?
“And Draco, this is Dezi.”
“Hi,” was all that came out from Draco’s mouth.
The child looked like she was near tears. Draco also noticed her dirty blonde hair was a shade lighter that how he saw it before.
“There’s no need to be afraid,” Hermione said with a comforting smile.
Dezi bit her quivering lip. It reminded Draco of how Hermione used to do the same.
“I get down now?” Dezi asked shakily, barely heard by Draco, let alone Hermione (who was right next to her).
Hermione nodded slowly. Dezi spun to the side of her chair, the side facing away from Draco, slid off the chair and bolted from the room.
“Does she love running?” Draco couldn’t help but ask.
Hermione scoffed.
“She usually doesn’t run away from new people,” Hermione said as she picked at her toast.
“So how old is she?”
“Four.”
Draco clued into the fact that it was four years ago they were at Hogwarts.
“When’s her birthday?”
“Why do you want to know?” Hermione asked cautiously.
“Just curious.” Draco shrugged; making his response sound like it was a crime to ask.
“March 15th if you so must know.” (out of story, yeah, 15th is a special day for two reasons, one, that’s the day Julius Caesar was killed, and two it’s my cousin’s b-day :))
“Who’s her father?”
Hermione looked at him square in the eye.
“Dezi isn’t Harry’s daughter if that’s what you’re thinking. He sort of... adopted her in a sense to play role as father, even she knows that.”
“How does she know?”
“I told her,” Hermione responded as if it was obvious.
“Does she know who her real father is?”
Hermione nodded. “She continually asked, so I just told her a few stories and described him.”
“What types of stories?”
Hermione rolled her eyes. She was silent for a moment, but she answered eventually.
“Told her about how I met her father, and what he looked like.”
“So if you’re so unwilling to give a name, what does he look like?”
Hermione sighed.
“That he’s tall, about six feet tall...”
“Like that doesn’t broaden the spectrum,” Draco said sarcastically, smirking.
Hermione gave him a warning glare. He remembered the last time she looked at him like that. It was when he made a comment on how the giant squid on a broom could’ve gotten the snitch faster than Harry in May in the last year of Hogwarts.
“Do you even want me to continue?” she snapped.
“No, no. Go on.”
“I told he was tall, he has pale skin, grey eyes, and light, platinum blonde hair,” she finished, looking Draco straight in the eye, almost hintingly. It took him a moment to realize what she told him.
“So...”
“Yes,” she cut him off. “She is Desiree Hermione Malfoy.”

*gasp* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!! I love this story. PAMS!

Hewwo...
*Picks self off floor*
One second...need to put my jaw back in place...
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!!
ITS...HIS...OMG...I think...I don't know what to say...
I can't believe it...now we know that Mr Malfoy and Miss Granger where up to interesting things...hmmm =P
Post more soon...I beg of you!
<3 Elle

Lol, I didn't bother saying anything about it in Secret Love cause I totally was like, 'Hey, as one of the many twists in my sequel, Hermione should have Draco's child!'. I editted the WHOLE FIRST CHAPTER because I didn't want to start it out with Dezi (I was considering so many names, while I was considering Dezi after Tamsin, I thought I should wait).
Just wait until the sequel gets farther, more twists and turns than like, ever before. Like I say, I love the sequel more than the first F.F :P
I'll post chapter 3 tomorrow, promise :) (I might be posting fast, but it's cause I'm trying to keep my mind off of something that happened to me yesterday, so yeah... I'll be posting kinda fast).

Lol, too true... ;)

Wow, that was really good. Post more soon. I'm still amazed you have the whole thing done. But its really good!!
<3Jenn

OMG! THAT WAS.......... WEiRD AND COOL @ THE SAME TiME!!!! i KNEW THE KiD WAS DRACO'S THE WHOLE TiME!!! AWESOME!!!!!!!!!! PLEZ POST MORE SOON, i BEG OF YOU!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!! PAMSOiD!!!!!!!!!!! :] :] :] :] :]

Lol, I finished Secret Love awhile before I finished posting it. By the time I posted chapter 16/the final chapter of Secret Love, I was halfway through the sequel.
I have a lotta time on my hands... now I do even more cause the one thing I did that took me away from the computer isn't around anymore :cry: So yeah... that and my homework, and I usually type it cause I'm fast that way (since I'm so fast, I get it done quick, and I'm only in 9th grade, not a lot of it yet).
So yeah, gonna post chapter 3 tomorrow, promise!
Sarah

Lol, good thinking ;) Hints gave it away or did you just see the name and think 'It's Draco's girl'? :)

the way the kid looked reminded me of Draco and I knew then :) cant wait 4 2morrow when we get a postie!! :]

Lol, the dirty blonde hair thing you mean? Yeah, was considering if it should be light blonde, but it'd be too obvious that way...
Ok, I can't wait, I'll post in a few mins, cause it'll technically be 'tomorrow' (on my time, it will be).

The POV of this one’ll flick back and forth between Hermione and Draco.
I think I'll start using purples for my stories.. feel like sticking to one colour (either dark orchid or purple really)...
Anyways, enjoy! This chapter is kinda plain (you might think differnently...), but it gets better later on :)

Chapter 3
Dezi’s ‘Fear’

Draco was still in utter shock at what Hermione’s news about Dezi. It seemed every day he saw the girl come down for breakfast, her hair got lighter. It got to the point where it was as blonde as his. One thing he couldn’t get over was her eyes, they were ever-changing. They were usually the same pale grey he has, but other times they’ve been emerald green, sapphire blue, blue-green, blue-grey, green-grey, and a light blue. He found Dezi was still scared around him, which was something he still didn’t understand.
Hermione was still fairly quiet, especially around Draco. She had so much trouble getting over him because she had an everyday reminder of him; Dezi. Harry became close to Hermione because he didn’t want her to suffer with the pains of being a single, yet young, mom. After two years, they officially were boyfriend and girlfriend.
Things changed after the Final Battle though, Hermione found Draco again, and that threw her into a state of confusion. At first, Draco tried acting like nothing was different, but that caused Hermione to push him away. He gave up that approach, watching her and Harry together at a distance. It hurt him deeply, but he never said anything, he had no one to talk to.
A few days after finding out he was Dezi’s father, Draco was looking at the family tree of the Blacks. He never saw it before, he never knew of its existence truthfully, he was just told who he was related to, but he was only told what his mother wanted him to know. He found he was related to Sirius Black because of it (despite how his name had been blown away from the tree), and many other people. He found his name on the tree, below his mother and father’s. Next to his mother’s name, he found his aunt, Bellatrix, and another name blown away, who he assumed was his mudblood cousin’s mother, not worthy enough, to Draco, to be called an aunt.
“If my great-aunt was alive, my name would be as gone as Sirius’s,” Draco mumbled. He only got a glimpse of how she thought of muggle-borns and blood traitors. He found it out in a quick conversation with the painting of her.
Draco was walking down the hall about two days before, apparently a bit too loud. Mrs. Black started shrieking.
“BLOOD TRAITORS! MUDBLOODS! SMIRCHING...”
She stopped when Draco passed by the painting of her and stopped.
“You are the young Malfoy, are you not?”
Draco jumped; he was completely taken aback by the change of her voice.
“Dr... Draco,” he stammered.
“Well at least this home isn’t as filthy,” Mrs. Black commented.
“Filthy?” Draco questioned. He knew full well what she meant, not the fact that it was horribly dusty and gross, but he wanted to ask her views without it being so blunt.
“All the mudbloods and blood traitors living in the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. Roaming around as if it was theirs...”
“Harry Potter technically owns this house now,” Draco commented casually.
“Potter?” Mrs. Black spat. “As in the son of a mudblood and blood traitor?”
“Yes, he is heir to this house.”
“Impossible!”
“He was close with Sirius...”
“Do not dare mention the name of such a traitor in front of me!”
Draco smiled mockingly. “My apologies. I have heard stories of him...”
“He deserved what he got,” Mrs. Black spat at him.
“And I fully agree with that, but...”
“Malfoy!”
Draco turned around and saw Harry coming up to him, looking furious.
“MUDBLOOD! HE WHO CLAIMS THE MOST NOBLE AND MOST ANCIENT HOUSE OF BLACK IS HIS TO OWN! SON OF A BLOOD TRAITOR...”
Harry shut the curtains with a fight.
“What the hell was that about?” he demanded. “Talking to the bloody mental painting...”
Draco only smirked in response, choosing not to respond to Harry. He just walked away.
And now, two days later, he was looking at the tree with the names of those considered pure enough to be known. If you don’t live up to expectation, your name is blown away; you don’t exist to the families of ‘blood purity’. Draco was still surprised to see his name there, considering what he had done. But once he thought about it, how could a painting get rid of something in the real world?
He suddenly had the feeling he was being watched. Turning around, he saw the pale grey eyes of Dezi, watching him intently. Her look of intent changed to a look of fear. He took a small step closer to the adjacent door, and she tensed. He took another step toward, and she slipped her foot behind her. Draco gave up on that, so he crouched down to her height where he stood. She looked at him curiously.
“What’re you afraid of?” he asked.
Dezi looked down.
“Why’re you scared?” he tried again.
“Bad things,” she mumbled.
“What bad things?”
“You hurt mommy,” she mumbled again.
Draco closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them.
“Cause mommy pain,” Dezi added, emphasizing the word pain. Her eyes flashed from their normal pale grey to a deep ocean blue.
“If I didn’t leave your mom, she would’ve had a lot more pain than just emotional,” Draco responded simply.
Dezi’s eyes widened and she ran off. Draco sighed; he didn’t see what he said scared her enough to run.
Dezi ran up to Hermione, who was walking through the hallway with Harry, and hugged her leg.
“What’s wrong, sweetie?” Hermione asked worriedly.
Dezi gave a muffled response; she had buried her face in Hermione’s leg.
“Pardon?”
Dezi pulled her face away from Hermione’s leg slightly.
“Dr... Ma... Daddy,” she stammered. She didn’t know what to call the one her mom claimed to be her father.
“What did he do?”
“Say... scary things...”
Dezi shuddered, and Hermione sighed. She looked at Harry, who seemed to understand what she was silently asking him.
“Hey, Dezi, why don’t we find out what happens when...”
Dezi was already hitched onto Harry’s leg; she knew what was coming when he said that. It always ended up with fun. He chuckled and turned around, letting Dezi get a free ride down the hallway.
Shaking her head, Hermione walked through the kitchen and into the room with the Black Family Tree. Opening the door, she saw Draco’s back turned away from the door, looking like he was reading the tree.
“What did you say?” she demanded.
Draco slowly turned around, facing Hermione, eyebrow raised.
“Don’t play stupid with me,” Hermione growled. “You know full well you said something that scared Dezi. Now what was it?”
Draco just shrugged, looking slightly confused.
“You know what? She enjoys watching you, watching what you do, simple things like just standing here and reading off a tree you’ve probably seen millions of time prior to living here. She enjoys watching you when you don’t notice, you know why? For the past four years, you’ve been nothing but stories for her imagination, but now that you’re really here, she wants to see if the stories were true, to see if it was what she imagined. With you going and scaring her like however you did, you’re really not helping.
“So I ask again, what did you say?”
Hermione was panting angrily now. She was getting really frustrated with Draco, and with him doing whatever he just did really didn’t help her.
“I tried talking to her, what’s wrong with that?”
“Oh great...” Hermione mumbled, rolling her eyes.
“Is everything I do a mistake to you?” he retorted.
Hermione looked straight into his eyes coolly, jaw clenched.
“Do you want me to... apologize about the family I was born into?” he asked sarcastically.
“If this is how you talked to your own daughter, I don’t blame her for being scared,” Hermione said coldly.
“Who says this is ‘how I talked to Dezi’?”
“I do.”
“Well I’m sorry if I actually wanted to get to talk to her after years of nothing,” he responded with bitter sarcasm.
“I’m sorry that I ever believed you were a good person, let alone liked you,” she said venomously.
With that, she stormed out of the room.
“Why me?” Draco sighed as he sat on the ground. Things weren’t going well for him, not at all.

Hewwooo!
You haff got to stop doing that...My jaw can't take anymore Jaw Drops! ZOMGGG!!!! I can't believe it...Oh well at least he's trying *Pokes Hermione* Stop being so mean...I mean wouldn't you be like..Woh...if you found out you just had a Kid! Dearie me! I wonder what is going to happen....hmmm!
Post when yoo can!
<3 Elle

Yea, cus when you become a parent you become all grouchy :P
Kidding.
I'll post the next chapter like, I dunno, in about 10hrs or so... if not, it'll be on Monday!

Well...I guess yooo make a point...
OooO yey! I luff Posties...that reminds me...I gotta go posties on mine! hehehe!!!
Pams Soon!
<3 Elle

posta posta posta! I <3ed it! Can't wait for more!

loved it!!!! cant wait 4 more plez post now plez!!! :] PAMS!!!!!!! PAMSOiD!!!! :]

ok, totally forgot to post...
Gonna go over the next chapter and post it :) Be a few mins

Ok, this chapter is kinda long (not super long, just kinda long). Things kinda start to get kicked into gear now I guess you can say.

Chapter 4
Personal Owl

Hermione didn’t say a word to Draco, let alone look at him for the next few weeks. She was mad. He’s been nothing but problems ever since he came to Grimmauld Place. She couldn’t help but think that it just might be easier if they were together again, but upon thinking that, Hermione pushed it away and remembered Harry, the one that was there for her when she needed it the most, the time when Draco wasn’t. She had suffered nine months of pregnancy with Dezi after making the mistake of going into Draco’s bedroom near the end of 7th year. While he was out torturing innocent wizards, Hermione was at home with the aid of everyone, especially Harry. Harry was there to help her roll out of bed when she couldn’t even get up, he was there to hold the bucket when Hermione couldn’t make it to the bathroom to vomit, he was there when Dezi was born, having to fight to stay, he was always there. Harry even took the role of adoptive father for Dezi, and he did a great job. He took the place of where Draco should’ve been. And now that Draco knew he had a daughter, that he had a child, he wasn’t even close to acting like a true father should. Hermione wasn’t sure if it was because of his father, Lucius, or if it was something else. Sure, Lucius was cold, had no heart, and even beat up his son physically and verbally, but Draco doesn’t need to be that way, he could be his own person, at least try.
“Is anyone free?”
Everyone at the table looked up at Hermione, Dezi semi-hiding behind her.
“What for and how long?” Ron and Harry asked at the same time.
“Just a few hours,” Hermione responded, shrugging.
“Well I’m going into work in a few minutes,” Harry stated as he shoved the last bit of his toast in him mouth.
“And I got pulled into babysitting Fred,” Ron responded airily as he reached across the table to grab the butter.
“Fred?” Hermione asked, stifling a giggle.
“What about him?” Ron looked up. He didn’t pay attention to what he just said.
“How can you baby-sit your older brother?”
“I said I was babysitting Heath...”
“You said Fred,” Hermione responded flatly.
“Fred, Fred’s son, same difference,” Ron responded as if it was nothing, shrugging.
Hermione looked at Tonks.
“Sorry, I’m going into work as well,” she responded.
Hermione looked at Ginny hopefully.
“Ron’s pulling me along with looking after Heath as well. He’s just as bad as Fred and George were when at Hogwarts, honestly... even four eyes watching isn’t enough.”
Now getting desperate, she turned to Lupin.
“I’m meeting with Molly and Arthur in a few minutes as well.”
Starting to panic, she looked at Mad-Eye Moody, who just Disapparated as she looked at him.
“Hey, Draco, you’ve been complaining about not being able to go outside. Why don’t you go?” Ron shot at Draco, who was sitting at the far end of the table.
Harry kicked Ron as soon as the suggestion came out.
“Oi!” Ron yelped.
“I’d rather wait,” Hermione said icily, refusing to return Draco’s glance.
“No...” Dezi whimpered as she tugged Hermione’s pants lightly, lower lip quivering.
Hermione felt slightly torn. It was either have a screaming four year old that really wants to go out, or suffer for a few hours with Draco there.
“Fine,” Hermione spat. She knew sacrifices would come with Dezi, and it looks like putting up with Malfoy for her daughter’s sake would be one of them.
“So where are you planning on going?” Draco asked, a small mocking smile flickering on his mouth.
“Shopping.”

Draco thought he went crazy by taking up the offer. He had spent three hours lugging all of Dezi’s bags, and even some of Hermione’s, going from store to store in Diagon Alley. Just when he thought there were no stores left, he got pulled into another.
“D’ya want to go and see Fred and George?” Hermione asked Dezi.
Oh God, no... Draco thought.
“Yay!” Dezi exclaimed, clapping happily. Hermione turned to Draco.
“One last stop,” she said in a cool manner.
“You said that last time,” Draco mumbled under his breath as Hermione Disapparated with Dezi. He considered skipping Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes and just going back to Grimmauld Place. He thought it was a good idea actually; no one was there, so he wouldn’t have to endure being yelled at or hexed. So that’s what he did, and with a small pop, he was back in the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place. As soon as he put the bags on the counter, he heard another pop.
“I knew it...”
Draco looked up and saw Hermione smirking.
“Haven’t changed, have you Malfoy?” she asked, still smirking.
“Neither have you, Granger,” he responded with a mocking smile. “Or should I call you Potter as well?”
“Can’t stand a few hours of being outside?” She chose to ignore the Potter question.
“I said I wanted fresh air, not inhaling the smell of another cramped room,” he shot back.
“In between those times you got ‘out’.”
“Yeah, only to be dragged into another store,” he sneered. “There’s a difference between stretching your legs and fresh air.”
“This is why I didn’t even want you to come along in the first place!” she yelled.
“Then why did you string me along?” he yelled back.
“You’ve never heard your child scream before apparently,” she said bitterly. “But then again, there’s a lot of things you don’t know about her.”
“Like her existence!” he pointed out.
“You said yourself that you didn’t think we should be together, and part of that came with no correspondence. Don’t blame me for your not-knowing, because you had your chance, and you pushed it away.”
“What chance?” he exclaimed, slightly frustrated.
“I remember things clearly, Malfoy. I remember the second-to-last day before the end of 7th year, how you said you couldn’t fight your father anymore. I gave you the chance to come here, but you didn’t. If you did come here, you wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place!”
“Well you don’t know my parents then,” Draco sneered. “They have their sources, and your little Kreacher? He came to my mum before, he could do it again. My family has sources unimaginable to you; all would’ve been too easy for them to find me here.”
“Well you’re here now, yet you’re not found.”
“That’s because my parents are dead.”
Hermione was taken aback. She knew his dad was a Death Eater obviously, but she didn’t think he would be one to get killed. She didn’t know anything about his mother, other than how she looked down on muggle-borns, making that clear to her in the summer of going into 6th year.
“Both?” she asked quietly.
“Mother is at St. Mungo’s really...” Draco responded, just a bit quieter.
“What for?”
“A couple too many hits from Father.”
“You mean he... abused her?”
“Just before the battle he got really angry and took it out on her. She’s been in there since. He would... always take his anger out on her and me.”
Hermione was slightly shocked. She remembered him saying how Lucius had physically abused him a few times, but Draco made it sound like it more than she thought.
“Can’t believe I’m even telling you this, myself,” Draco added.
Hermione, looking down, smiled weakly. She never saw the side he portrayed for the first six years at Hogwarts after her 7th year, but it was coming back slightly, just not as horrible.
There was a faint pop. Hermione looked towards the kitchen door and saw Harry. Her smile expanded.
“Hey,” Harry said. Draco turned and looked at Harry with a cold, guarded expression. Harry returned it with a glare.
“Where’s Dezi?” Harry asked.
“Fred and George...”
“You trust them enough?” Harry sounded astounded. He knew how she disliked the twins’ ability to do things responsibly, like spending 1000 Galleons on a joke shop (in her opinion).
“Well I had a feeling my assistant would abandon me,” Hermione glared at Draco. “So I left her with the two to check.”
Harry turned his attention to Draco.
“You left?” he asked in a blunt, angry tone.
Draco just shrugged in response.
“I let you stay in my house, eat my food, have your own room and this is how you repay me?” Harry stormed up to Draco and pushed him back in anger. Draco stumbled backwards. “One simple thing and you can’t even do it!” He pushed Draco back harder. “Don’t you Malfoys even know of common courtesy? By the look of it, you don’t, considering you broke into innocent people’s homes and torture them!”
Harry pulled his wand out and held it right under Draco’s jaw, making his head go up. Draco didn’t even look afraid, compared to how Hermione did the same in 3rd year and back then he had a fearful expression, but he was fourteen then. Draco kept his guarded, cold expression, despite the threat Harry was attempting to pose.
“I knew it was a mistake to let a Malfoy stay here...” Harry muttered darkly.
“I’m not only a Malfoy,” Draco started with a mocking expression. “But a Black as well. You should pay attention to what’s inside ‘your’ house, Potter.”
Harry had a loathsome expression on his face. Draco was deliberately reminding him he is related to Sirius, that the two were both on the Black family tree.
“I don’t care about your family origins, Malfoy. You’re just dirtying up this house more.”
“People like you smirch the House of Black, Potter,” Draco spat.
Harry jutted his wand into Draco’s throat, making him gag momentarily.
“Stop it!” Hermione cried out before Harry could do anything else. “Just stop it!” Tears flowing out of her eyes, she Disapparated, Apparating into the store of Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, wiping away tears. She walked through the sections of muggle tricks and saw Dezi sitting on a chair behind the main desk.
“Mommy...?” she asked, sounding somewhat worried and scared.
“Good afternoon! Welcome to... oh Hermione, hi.”
Hermione looked up and saw who she assumed was Fred coming out to greet her.
“What’s wrong?” he asked worriedly.
“Harry... Malfoy... horrible row...” she managed to get out. She didn’t want to get into details with Dezi watching.
“Hey Dezi, want to see the back room?” Verity asked in a cheerful way as she came up to the desk. Dezi smiled broadly and nodded. The shop assistant helped Dezi onto the ground and led her out of the room, closing the door behind her.
“Really? Been awhile since they had a row...” Fred commented as soon as the door was shut.
Hermione scowled.
“What happened?” he asked intently.
“Malfoy was supposed to... follow me here...”
“Personally I’d only let ‘im in here if he was gonna buy something other than the Instant Darkness Powder...”
Hermione glared warningly. It wasn’t as menacing considering she was sniffling.
“But if he was here with you as your personal owl, then he’d be fine,” Fred finished quickly, smiling in a quick, innocent way. “Anyways, what else happened?”
“He Disapparated to the Headquarters instead.... I left Dezi here to check if he was there and he was. We had a quick row, but it turned into a short-lived conversation when Harry got back from the Ministry... found out Malfoy abandoned me and he started threatening Malfoy with his stay at the Headquarters and wand... nearly choked him when I left.”
“Boy that would be the day... just tell me when that happens and I’ll...”
“Fred!”
He chuckled.
“He deserves anything that flies his way, and if it’s a wand through the throat...”
He stopped when Hermione’s eyes watered up.
“So... we’ve got a new batch of Skiving Snackboxes, stronger doses now. You can faint for up to ten minutes now...”
He kept rambling on about new products, attempting to keep Hermione distracted from the row she witnessed and no awkward silence. There was a small pop a distance behind them.
“Oi, Harry, haven’t seen you here in awhile!” Fred exclaimed.
“Welcome back Harry!”
George closed the door Verity led Dezi through minutes before.
“Is Dezi still back there?” Hermione asked, ignoring the sound of Harry’s footsteps getting louder as he got closer. George nodded.
“She should come back more, loves sorting everything back there,” he commented.
“Great memory for a first job, eh?” Fred added.
“Yeah...” Hermione said as she went around the twins and into the back room. She quickly got Dezi and Apparated home before Harry could even get into the room.

Omigosh...Amazing Post...STOP making mah jaw drop!
Poor Draco *Snuggles Him*
AND AS FOR YOOO MR POTTER *Pokies Him* Yeah thats right Mr! Yooo Run away! Leave mah Dracie Alone! ....Oooo Hermione! *Huggles Her* She began to understand him...OH christ sake..Why does Harry have to Butt in! GRR!
Post when Yoo can!
<3 Elle

P.S. Don't kill Dracie!

Lol, your jaw drops EASY, geez! :lol:
Yeah, well if ya don't wanna read jaw-dropper stuff, don't read the last... 2 chapters or so of this sequel, major jaw-droppage :P (I guess that was a hint for the ending... I dunno ;))

HEY GIRLLLLLLLL
sorry i didn't get here sooner but now i'm here and reading all your posts and speak of which i just finished them i loved them alll
DRACO HAS A DAUGHTER
that's super cute and i think it's wonderful yet it's kind of sad hermione didn't even bother to contact him *grrr hermione* but i can't wait for the next post my wonderful writer sarah.
love always.
-sarah.

yeah well, if she did contact Draco since he was under the Imperius Curse it'd be... horrible :gasp: That and he's always moving, but why didn't Draco contact Hermione?
Wait, both redunant... :P
Anyways, I'm gonna post tomorrow, so yeah... maybe if I'm super super bored, within the next twoish hours, but yeah, depends. Most likely will get bored... but maybe not :)

Well I just asumed that you didn't get bored because there is NO POST HERE! but i still got to find out what happens next honey......
come on post post post post..... just kidding but i think Dezi is the cutest thing alive she was so great to be added for the sequal. but how do you pronounce her name De-zee or like dezera shortened?
Just trying to get my basic info-
-Sarah-<3

It's not Draco's fault Harry! Leave Him ALONE!!! *takes out her wand and hexes Harry* Honestly...some people...I don't think I've ever been this mad over a post...I hope Harry get's it...PAMS!!!

I loved the last post. I REALLY HATE Harry at the moment. He is ruining everthing!!! make him and hermione break up over something stupid!!! hehe post soon plez!!! :] PAMS!! PAMSOiD!!!!!

http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n...usHermione.gif :malfoy:+:hermy:+True Love 4 Eva

^^^Me does agree! *Takes out a spork!* Oi POTTER *Throws it at his head* oopsy =P
Post when yoo can!
*Luffs*
<3

I'll post in a few mins.
I woulda posted earlier but I had Jazz Band after school and I had to set up the gym for gym blast thingy and that started late and ended later... so yeah :P
I promise to post in a few mins :P -goes to look over next chapter-
P.S: Dezi= Dez (the only other word I can think of that rhymes AIN'T EXACTLY a good one... just replace the D with an L and you get what I mean), and e (like the letter E) together, so like Dez-e really... I knew a girl named Desiree but had the nickname Dezi and I kinda like it :) I dunno how to explain really... but that's the best I can do.

cant wait 4 the post!!! aww dang i 4got 2 post in my FF!!! *runs off to post in my FF becuz I 4got!!*

Ok, well here you go, next chapter :P Depending on how I feel... I might post the chapter after that.
Actually, I think I will cause it relates to Draco and Hermione... plus Harry slightly, I dunno, you'll have to find out ;)

Chapter 6
Dezi’s Discussion

Hermione stayed away from everyone after watching Harry’s row with Malfoy, the only person she talked to was Ginny. Harry was worried about Hermione’s withdrawal from everyone except for Ginny and Dezi, who was still watching her father from distance.
Draco was trying to figure out Hermione, she changed a lot since he was last around her. He was also trying to understand why Dezi’s eye colour kept changing, she seemed to come downstairs every morning with different-coloured eyes, always a normal eye colour, shades of brown, blue, green, and occasionally she’s come downstairs with her normal pale grey eyes, but that was only twice or three times. He knew his mudblood cousin was a Metamorphmagus, but he only saw her hair and on the rare occasion, her nose, change, but never her eyes. With knowing that, he wasn’t sure if Dezi was a Metamorphmagi or not.
When he sat down with a plate full of what he was about to have for a late dinner, he was automatically met with a cold expression from Harry. Draco ignored it and ate in silence. Halfway through his food, he heard the kitchen door open. Draco looked up and saw Hermione coming up to the kitchen table with Dezi following close behind, eyes a blue-grey colour. She sat down next to Harry and, suddenly, a plate of dinner appeared in front of her. She ate it in complete quietness.
“How’ve you been?” Harry asked slowly after a long, awkward silence.
As soon as he did, Hermione got up and left the room, plate empty. Dezi stayed behind, enjoying the meal before her. Draco went back to his food. He heard Harry mumble something about ‘just having to do it’.
“What was that, Potter?”
Dezi jumped out of the chair and ran out of the room, knowing what was going to happen next.
“You just had to do it, didn’t you Malfoy?”
“And what exactly did I do?” he said in a sarcastic way.
“Always putting you over others.”
“It’s what I do,” Draco responded mockingly.
“Can’t you at least care enough to help? You haven’t done anything around here, and once you were asked to, all this happened.”
“If you weren’t such a self-centred prat, you would notice it isn’t all my fault,” Draco retorted, smirking. With unnaturally fast speed, Draco dodged a long, sharp knife Harry flung at Draco.
“Those reflexes won against the Dark Lord?” Draco jeered as he stood up. Harry’s face flamed in anger as he got up from his chair.
“I thought you were forced into the life you lived the past four years,” Harry retorted as he pulled his wand out.
“Looks like someone’s been paying attention for once,” Draco responded as he pulled out his wand.
“For goodness sake, can’t you two go a moment without a row?!”
Draco and Harry looked at the door and saw Hermione’s angry and upset face.
“Mione...”
She shook her head and left the room. Harry glared at Draco and left the kitchen. Draco heard Harry stomping up the stairs, and then some faint yelling. He left the kitchen and went outside where the Black Family Tree was. There was a spare bench and he sat down in it. He realized that this was the first time he ever let Harry actually get to him as he rested his face in his hands.
“Mommy mad.”
Draco looked up and saw Dezi standing at the door.
“Mad at you.”
Draco bit back his response.
“And da.”
Draco dropped his head on one of his hands, sighing when Dezi called Harry ‘da’.
“You mad?” she asked, quiet yet curious as to why Draco seemed slightly upset.
“Not exactly mad,” Draco responded, trying to sound calm for Dezi’s sake.
“Sad?”
Draco slowly looked up at his daughter.
“Not exactly.”
“You feel anything?”
Draco chuckled.
“You confused?” Dezi asked.
“Are you confused?” Draco asked her. She appeared to be in thought.
“Kinda,” she finally responded. Her eyes changed suddenly from blue-grey to a Slytherin green.
“What are you confused about?”
“You.”
Draco wasn’t completely surprised at her response.
“What about me confuses you?” he asked, slightly curious, even if he attempted to hide it.
“You not around before... now you here, cause bad things, confuse mommy. She lost in feelings or... someting... like tat,” Dezi responded, pausing momentarily on her words.
“Has she told you this?”
“I hear things,” she responded, smirking. It was uncanny how alike she was to him, Draco realized.
“Well... you’re smart enough to understand all of this,” Draco commented.
“Mommy says I get that from you as well as her.”
Draco chuckled again. He found it typical of Hermione to incorporate herself in something like intellect. Dezi still kept her distance from him, but Draco had a feeling he was starting to get closer to her than before.

Yay! Please post more soon! PAMS!

yeah, in my opinion, that was a short chapter, so I'll post more, since the next chapter you guys will like (I know you all will :)). I'll post in a few hrs I guess

AWW!!! sorry it took me so long to respond, but I too had to update my FF. sorry!! but I LOVED THAT POST!!!! IT WAS AMAZiNGLYAWESOME!!! PLEZ POST LIKE MORE LIKE NOW!!! PLEZ!!!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!!! :]

awwww dezi's so cute...and duh, she definetly got it from Draco...PAMS!

I don't get it... I PMed like, two mods last week about moving Secret Love to the Finished Fan Fic section (well, two by accident really, meant to do one but I just wasn't thinking the second time), and it hasn't been moved.
This one-shot (which I love), was up like, for three days and it was moved a few hrs ago.
Why aren't the mods moving my F.F? I gave them the link and asked if they could, but NOOOOO they aren't. Just... I don't get why.
Anyways, I'm gonna post the next chapter cause I'm bored. I just thought of a totally cool Dramione one-shot that I wrote (it's my first attempt at being kinda 'sappy' as it's put... I'm not too good at it but heck, it's the best I've ever done actually).
Just posted it now (9:00pm by the time I edit this), and it'll be called 'A Love Lost Sa13+' (dunno why I felt like putting the rating there, but I did).
Anyways, next post=next chapter
Sarah

Kinda short (I think :)), but I know every1'll love it cause it's about Draco and Hermione :P (well, duh it is, but content-wise. Just read and find out :D)

Chapter 6
Hermione’s Anger

Hermione was even quieter after Draco and Harry’s second fight. She didn’t even speak when in a group of people while eating, not even Ginny when she came to visit. Everyone was getting worried about her, and they all suspected it was Draco’s fault somehow. They might’ve been a little quiet around him, but now when he was in the room, the group wouldn’t say a word, and when they were forced to look in his direction, they had a cold expression. Draco became accustomed to getting his food and going back upstairs to his room to eat, the only person visiting was Dezi, and that was occasional.

Sighing, Draco left his room. He found that living at Grimmauld Place was worse than when he was at Malfoy Manor, at least he had something to do when he lived there. He wasn’t even sure if his mum was back there yet, and if she was, word would probably reach her about how he’s living at Number 12 Grimmauld Place.
He closed the door to his bedroom and walked to the bathroom, Brushing his teeth for bed quickly; he left his things inside and walked back out. The hallway was pitch black, so he didn’t see anyone in front of him. He ran into someone. Stumbling backwards in surprise, he managed to stay on his feet. He heard the dull thump of the person falling to the ground.
“Wha...?”
After days of nothing, he heard Hermione’s voice.
“Sorry,” he mumbled.
A light illuminated the hallway suddenly, and he saw Hermione trying to get up off the ground, putting her wand away at the same time, having trouble getting up because of the darkness she was cloaked in before. He dropped a helping hand, and to his slight surprise, Hermione grabbed it and he helped pull her up. As soon as she was up, she jerked her hand away quickly. Draco nearly stumbled.
“Woah,” he mumbled under his breath as Hermione started to walk away.
“What... did you say?” she said slowly.
“Nothing,” Draco responded, rooted to the spot.
“What did you say?” Hermione repeated more assertively.
“I just said there’s no need to be so grouchy after getting help,” Draco snapped, turning around to face Hermione. He ended up having to look down a bit because she was still fairly close.
“And you wonder why I’m grouchy?” she retorted.
“Yeah, go ahead. Why the bloody hell are you so grouchy?”
“Because you just pop back into my life after I finally figured things out and it’s like you expect everything to be the same...”
“No, I didn’t,” Draco mumbled.
“And when you complained about not being able to go outside, you’re offered something to do that gets you outside. Of course, since it didn’t meet your expectations, it’s suddenly stupid and to low for you to waste your oh-so-precious time on, spending weeks mooching off of the food and things Harry actually works hard for while you sit around like a pathetic lumpy git. Since it didn’t fill your requirements, you abandon me again!”
“Sorry,” Draco muttered.
“And then you... what?”
“I said I’m sorry, Mione,” Draco said louder.
Hermione looked down for a moment, and up at Draco, square in the eyes.
“It’s just... I finally get over everything and you came back. It’s not your fault, but...” Hermione trailed off, unsure of how to finish.
“Hermione... even if I was under the Imperius Curse, I still remembered everything, I never stopped missing you... loving you.”
She let out a shuddering breath, trying to hold back a sob. Unable to fight it, she wrapped her arms around Draco in a tight hug, feeling a few tears escape her eyes. Draco was slightly surprised at what Hermione just did, yet he hugged her back, after four long years he was able to hold her in his arms again, a feeling he longed to have until this moment granted it.
After a long while, Hermione loosened her embrace of Draco and found him looking down at her. She couldn’t contain it anymore, unable to resist it. She pulled his head down and they kissed.

*Faints*....And I'm Back...
ZOMG ZOMG ZOMG!! She-...Awwwwwwww She luffs him toooo! *Hugs Draco*

Right Thats It Potter *Takes out wand and Stuns him* LEAVE him alone...before I shall have to kill you...
God Harry is so annoying! Argh! I mean..for once Harry isn't the nice little boy..well actually this is like the second story...but in this...I feel like smacking him...ALL the time! =o

Post when Yoo Can!
<3 Elle

*faints* wow *revives* still wow *faints again* omg so wow *revives* please...POST!! *dies from the goodness of the post*

SUPER GOOD i loved it but dezi is my fave along with draco only because draco is super hott but you know you write marvolously and i can't wait for you to write another chapter ecause i love it and want to read more. but once again Draco it's about dang time, Hermione way to except his applogy. and whoot whoot Dezi for talking to your biological dad.
-i'm out for now
-sarah

AWW that was the sweetest post ever!!!! I loved it!!!! PAMS!!!! PAMSOiD!!!!! PLEZ POST 2DAY!!! I want to see what happens next!!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!!! :]

K, I'll post in a few mins most likely, just saw my F.F was moved to the Finished Fan Fic section (Secret Love, after a week or so finally moved :)), and I wanted to see if my one-shot was posting (and it was, called 'A Love Lost'... Dramione one-shot BTW :))
So yeah, give me a few mins. If I totally forget (I had a really busy day! I was doing work in the Gym ALL school day and never got to sit down, then i had to walk home and walk back with my dad to pay for the yearbook which was supposed to be the last day of payment and then I had to come back home... yeah, REALLY busy, kinda forgetful when busy).
SO if I don't post within... an hour really, ya, I forgot and I won't be able to post til like... my time would be 5:30pm (two hrs from now), and with trick-or-treaters (gonna hand out candy :P), yeah...
Anyways, I'll try and edit stuffs now and then postie!
Sarah

hehe Im handing out candy as we speak!! hehe cant wait 4 a post! :]

:lol: Cool, you dressed up while handing it out?
I'm gonna put on my Santa hat and hand out candy in that :P
It's not even dark yet cause here it's only like, 3:45pm...
And it got dark at like, 5:20pm last night! It's crazy... it never got this dark this fast last year...
But I editted the next post and everything, but I think I might put it off for a bit (like, mins-hrs put off, not like, a day)

its ok, i kno its halloween and every1 will wanna have fun! santa hat, wow thats so lol.hehe yea, I dressed up as Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz becuz everyone says I look so much like her lol

I know, it's just, under two months until Christmas!
IF I can find the hat I'll wear it. If not, whatever, I won't bother. It'd probably require moving and digging out stuffs...
Awesome tho :P Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, just need Toto to come home and it'd be even more perfect :)

Ok, I'm bored... if I wanted to continue writing in my No Matter What story, I'd have to look up the map of England... again... so since I"m to bored to do that, I'm super bored cause I got nothing to do... and I have like, no ideas for another F.F... well, that's a Dramione, cause I lub 'em!
Anyways, here's the next chapter.

Chapter 7
Hermione’s Choice

Hermione was left just as confused as before. She found her old flame for Draco, but she couldn’t forget how Harry had always been there. She didn’t know what to do with him, how to let him down but still have him as a friend. She was still silent around everyone when in a group, but she had started talking with Draco during the night for a bit now, after putting Dezi to sleep (with Harry).
“I don’t know what I’m going to do...” Hermione whispered. She and Draco sat on a bench outside by the Black Family Tree (the only place no one would ever think to look, and it was dark). Her head rested on his shoulder, his head leaning on Hermione’s. He had his arm around her, hand resting on her opposite shoulder.
For the past while she’s secretly been back together with Draco, Hermione had come to a realization. For the past year she had been with Harry, she had honestly never felt as happy when she was with him, she’d never truly loved him the way she should have, and she felt guilty for leading him on that way.
“As long as you set your mind to something you can do it.”
Hermione rolled her eyes.
“What a great help...” she said derisively.
“I know,” Draco responded with a smug, sarcastic tone, smirking.
Hermione yawned lightly, and Draco saw her toy with something around her neck. He saw the silver chain, but not what she was holding. He saw whatever she was holding glimmer off of a bit of light around them, and it was red. He recalled where he last saw it.
“You still have it?” he asked softly, slightly surprised she still wore the ruby heart necklace he got for her four years before.
“Is that a bad thing?” Hermione asked innocently. Draco couldn’t help but smile lightly.

Hermione dropped her act of being quiet, trying to act a bit more cheerful than how she had been before. Harry seemed happy about the change, couldn’t shake off the feeling there was something wrong with her again. Every time he tried to talk to her, let alone say anything, she would have something else to do that was just a bit more important. After she did this three times, Harry was sure something was wrong, especially since Draco actually chuckled the third time, and when that happens, there’s just something out of the ordinary, as Harry thinks.
When Hermione said something about forgetting to mark a book upstairs in her room, causing Draco to chuckle, Harry followed her out after a few moments after the kitchen door closed. He tip-toed past the crazy painting of Mrs. Black and up the stairs. He heard Hermione slam her bedroom door shut. He waited outside her bedroom door for a few minutes, and then knocked.
“Yeah?”
“Can I come in?”
Hermione didn’t respond.
“Please?”
There was silence.
“Did I do something wrong to make you not talk to me?” Harry started banging on the door again. He would’ve opened the door himself, but he didn’t want to force Hermione into anything.
Hermione couldn’t take it; he was starting to sound desperate. She got up off her bed, putting down the book she claimed to have left open (which she did for a reason), and went up to the door and opened it.
“If I did something...”
“It’s not what you did,” Hermione cut him off. She didn’t want to get into the rows he had with Draco, since it was awhile back and she finally got over it.
“Then why are you...”
“Come in.”
Harry stepped into Hermione’s bedroom and she shut the door behind her, sighing inwardly. She turned around and faced Harry.
“Lately... I’ve come to realize something.”
Harry looked curious, yet ever so slightly worried (which he tried to hide).
“Ok, I don’t mean this in a mean way, but it’s the only way to say it. You really don’t deserve me. Just let me explain!” Hermione saw the look coming onto Harry’s face. “I’ve lately realized that I haven’t really loved you the way you ought to have, it’s just... you deserve better... than me.”
Harry was taken aback. This wasn’t how he pictured this conversation to go. It took him a few moments to realize what Hermione just told him, and when he did, he felt like he just got punched emotionally. His face hardened slightly.
“But please... I just think it’d be easier to be friends.”
Harry’s expression was flat; he showed no form of emotion at all.
“It was Malfoy, wasn’t it?”
Hermione’s eyebrow rose.
“What does this have to do with Malfoy?”
“You still love the prat, don’t you?”
“Harry...”
“No! I understand if you want to get back with him, I mean, since he’s the most superlative out there,” he said in a sarcastic way. He started to head for Hermione’s door, but she blocked his exit.
“Harry, please... don’t shut me out,” Hermione begged, putting herself in front of the door as a human shield. “It was hard enough the first time.”
Harry’s jaw tightened.
“Dezi loves you,” Hermione added. “If you were to abandon her... it’s even worse than what I’m trying to do right now. It’d affect her as much as it would me.”
Out of all the times he had yet never cried before, Harry felt a stinging sensation at his eyes. He kept on loosing the ones he loved one way or another; his parents, Sirius, Seamus, and now Hermione, again.
“So... can it be just friends?” Hermione asked, eyes noticeably watering. To her surprise, Harry nodded. He bent down for one last hug, and left. As soon as he did, Hermione let the tears fall once more, her eyes stinging.

AMAZiNGLYAWESOME!!!!!!!!! i loved it and cant wait 4 more!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!!! :] =]

Well Hermione, it's about time! Hermione and Draco Forever!!

oh my gosh you know how good that was i'm crying myself. i think you can to write the sad stuff but you know i will wait for the next post because your a great writer. love it.
-me

I have this ability to make sad things sound almost dark...
Yet I can't get into sappy/mushy stuff :lol:
Anyways, I'll post the next chapter soon, cause I won't be on later or this evening or anything...
So yeah, next post=next chapter

Chapter 8: Draco's Visit
 

Oh yeah, chapter 8... thought I made this chapter 7 or sumthin, guess not... Weird. Anyways, another chapter in Draco's POV (it kinda has to, but anyways, yeah, read on;))
Enjoy! One of my favourite chapters... kinda :P Next to like, most of the sequel :)
Sarah

Chapter 8
Draco’s Visit

Draco walked up the stairs to the last floor of St. Mungo’s, being told to not Apparate around the hospital. He had decided to take initiative and see if his mother was still in the hospital. Apparently she still was, after nearly three months of being sent. As he passed one of the nurses, she eyed him curiously, suspicion starting to slip, but didn’t bother to stop. He rolled his eyes and kept going.
Standing outside the door, he nearly pushed it open, but stopped momentarily. He couldn’t believe he was really going through with this, but then again, it was his mother he was seeing, the one that was actually kind to him, yet blind to how her husband truly acted when out of the house. When Draco was beaten physically by his father, his mom would be the one there to attempt to help, half the time from when he was fourteen and older he tried to help himself before going to his mother. For the first time in his life, Draco felt different, something he had never known before. He felt guilt. Guilt for how he treated his mum in the past, guilt for having her put in St. Mungo’s, guilt for everything bad that had happened to someone as kind as she was, even if he didn’t inflict that much harm upon her.
Sighing, Draco reached out to push the door open, but someone opened it from inside. They passed by Draco without a word, letting the door swing closed. Trying again, he got the door open. He saw his mom at the far end, reading a book. It didn’t surprise him, almost every time he had entered a room she was in, there was a book in her hands, or right beside her.
Draco slowly walked up to her bed and placed the pink roses, her favourite flower, he got for her. She didn’t seem to notice him; she was too enthralled in her book. He summoned a chair, making it hover in the air and zoom towards him, and he put it by her beside and sat down. She still didn’t notice he was there. He got a good look at her now, she changed within the last three months he hadn’t been able to see her, let alone the last four years he had seen her clearly before he was put under the Imperius Curse. She looked fragile now, rather small and pale... paler for a Malfoy really, and her light blonde hair that matched his and Lucius’s hung lifelessly over her shoulders.
“Can I get another glass of water?” Narcissa asked as she flipped the page in her book.
“I made the mistake of being a servant before, I’m not making it again,” Draco responded, grinning.
Her book slipped out of her hands, landing on her lap.
“Hello, mother.”
She turned and looked at him. She hadn’t seen her only son in what felt like a lifetime, and now he was sitting by her bed as if it was nothing, smiling! She hadn’t seen him smile without even a hint of mockery in five years now.
“You... when... how?” she was speechless. She thought he had died in the Final Battle. He pulled up the sleeve covering his left arm, and revealed the faint scar of where his Dark Mark used to be.
“The Order won, as you might know,” Draco responded, trying to phrase it so it didn’t sound like a big deal to the few others around the room.
“Then how’d you survive?” she whispered.
“It’s a long story...”
“We’ve got time, dear.”
“Before I start, I have a question for you.”
“What?”
“How long do you have to stay here?”
Narcissa shrugged, she really didn’t know. She then remembered what she had wondered for such a long time now; she lived in fear because of it.
“Is you... father still alive?” she asked slowly, trying to hide the fear behind the question.
Draco shook his head no. And thank God for that, he couldn’t help but think. He knew she was trying to hide it, but his mother was relieved. She had been in St. Mungo’s before because of what Lucius has done in the past, she didn’t want to go through with it for the rest of her life, which if it kept up would’ve been frightfully short.
“So you wanted to hear my story?”
Narcissa smiled, and Draco started explaining the battle and how he was living in the House of Black because he was saved by Hermione (which he noticed his mother’s expression turn into pure hate at the thought).
“And there’s also something else I wanted to talk to you about,” Draco said calmly once he finished.
“What is it?”
“It’s about... the Granger girl,” he responded, trying not to sound like something was different by using her first name. Narcissa sighed slightly.
“What about the mudblood?”
Draco clenched his fists at the name his mum had called his love. Narcissa didn’t even notice.
“I love her.”
Narcissa looked like she got a punch from Lucius again.
“Draco...”
“I know what I’m doing, and I’ve been doing this for some time, mother,” Draco cut her off, knowing what she was going to say. “And it’s not new either; I’ve had these feelings since second year at Hogwarts almost ten years ago now. Everything happened in my last year, and then it got taken away. Nothing will change my love for her, because I know she feels the same way, and that’s all that matters.”
“Do you realize what you’re doing?” Narcissa practically spat.
“Yes, I did for if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have had such an enjoyable final year at Hogwarts,” Draco responded sharply. “I made a mistake then, but it wasn’t being with Hermione.”
“You...” she started to snarl.
“If you really care about me, mother, you would accept this.”
Narcissa’s face was stone hard, she was angry. But her son was right... her expression softened ever so slightly.
“Don’t blame me if anything bad happens because of this,” she responded, jaw clenched. Draco’s weak smile reappeared.
“Thanks.”
The two didn’t say a word to one another for a few moments, not a sound echoed around the lank room.
“There’s one other thing...” Draco realized he forgot to tell his mother about one important thing.
“What?” she practically sighed.
“You... well, apparently for the past four years you’ve been a grandmother.”
The blow took Narcissa a few moments to grasp. Once she realized what Draco had said, she shuddered.
“You’ve had four years to tell me and you never a said a thing?” she exclaimed.
“I’ve only known for three months,” Draco nearly whispered, his voice dropped.
Narcissa shook her head slowly, still in shock. The thought of a mudblood with her son seemed ridiculous, but that they had a child? Four years ago! It was just outrageous to her. She picked her book back up and continued reading, silently indicating she was finished talking with Draco.
“You said you’d accept it,” Draco muttered.
“I said I’d accept the relationship with the mudblood, I never said anything about children!”
Draco stormed out of the hospital wing, ran down the stairs to the main floor so he could Apparate back to Grimmauld Place, not making any plans to come back to St. Mungo’s anytime soon.

*gasp* *gasp* and *gasp* again!! Mommy doesn't like Dezi?? I will hex her!!! stupid purebloods!

omg she is so evil!!! kill her!!! lol anyways, PAMS!!!! PAMSOiD!!! :]

That was so sad that's really sad because of what she said i hope that draco goes and tries to be with his daughter now because she is the sweetest thing it kind of reminds me of me becuase i had some of those skiills but hurry and post so i can know what happens.
-S.S-</3

Grammie doesn't like Dezi technically :P
So sorry I haven't posted, I just haven't been able to get on long enough to post (got home kinda late, had to go shopping for p.js for pj day at school tomorrow and get sweatpants for P.E cause of stupid soccer. By the time I got back, I was adding to my Draco/Demetria story No Matter What on MS Word and yeah...)
Anyways, I'm going over the next chapter, then I'll post it in a few minutes!
Next post=next chapter :D
Sarah

Ooh... this chapter. As every1 might know, I'm not the best with the tear-tear scenes, but in this one I really tried... (best I've ever tried really... :P)
Anyways, here's the next chapter :) Those that don't like Ron/hate him... you'll lub this chapter!

Chapter 9
Overprotective

The next few days went by, and Hermione noticed how different Harry was acting, especially when Ginny came to visit. She had begun to figure that he had gotten over her enough to go out and find another woman, and the woman was Ginny. Hermione didn’t care though, she was actually happy for Harry, like she told him, he deserved better, and Ginny was perfect, especially considering the two were together before in his 6th year and her 5th year. She wasn’t surprised to look out her bedroom window and outside at the Black Family Tree and see Harry and Ginny kissing.
The day after seeing that sight, Hermione finally got to see Ron at the kitchen table, he had always been out at work when she was up. He was alone at the table, so she joined him by sitting directly across the table from him.
“G’mornin,” Hermione mumbled, still half asleep.
Ron mumbled something inaudible to Hermione. She found some extra pancakes Ron had made up (she checked them before eating, knowing how bad Ron could be at cooking things completely so it’s edible enough to eat without poisoning), and started eating two of them. An awkward silence filled the room.
“So... been busy lately I presume,” Hermione said as she cut into a pancake.
Ron didn’t respond, he just sat at the table, picking at the last bits of pancake left.
“Get enough sleep?” Hermione tried again as she started eating the pancake. She had to credit Ron on his pancake-making, it was the only food of his she tried that actually tasted good.
Ron was still silent. Hermione was wondering if she somehow did something wrong to him.
“Something wrong?” Hermione asked, unable to contain the question after Ron’s silence.
“Malfoy? Again?” Ron spat as he ate the last of his pancake. Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes.
“Honestly, Ron...”
“No, you did this before. You say he’s-so-perfect and he breaks up with you after pulling you away from us!”
“Me?! You were the one that pulled away from me!”
Ron scoffed. “How many times were you in Gryffindor Common Room in 7th year?”
“I was busy, Ronald!”
“Yeah, snogging Malfoy, no doubt.”
“Can’t you just accept my choices?”
“I did last time, and he ended up breaking everything off! That alone caused three years of misery from you.”
“Did I make you miserable then, Ronald?” Hermione asked, eyes flashing angrily.
“No, I’m just saying Malfoy caused you misery for so long. I’ve been wanted to pound him hard since then.”
“It’s not his fault,” Hermione snapped as she bit into another piece of pancake, eating it quickly.
“Oh yeah, it’s not his fault he called it quits. It’s not his fault he lead you on for a year. Nothing is the prat’s fault, is it?.”
“Stop it! Just stop it!” Hermione screamed, unable to take it. “You’ve been so overprotective for so long I haven’t even been able to live my own life ever since I’ve known you! Quit being so childish about how I want to run my life and let me live the way I want because it’s my life, not yours!” Tears streaming down her cheeks, she ran out of the kitchen and back up into her room. She let a sob escape as she slammed her door closed. The wall shook wearily.
“MUDBLOODS! BLOOD TRAITORS! LIVING IN THE HOME OF MY FATHERS! MUDBLOOD CLAIMING THE MOST NOBLE AND MOST ANCIENT HOUSE OF BLACK AS HIS OWN! DIRTY BLOOD SMIRCHING THE HOME OF THOSE WHO ARE PURE!”
The portrait of Mrs. Black rambled on, screaming shrilly for a few minutes until it was quiet. When it was, there was a light knocking on the door to Hermione’s room. Hermione didn’t respond, not wanting to face another fight again, even if she didn’t know who it was.
“Mione?” There was a knocking on the door again.
Hermione rubbed her eyes clear of any tears, but they wouldn’t go away no matter what she did, instead they came down harder. Ron had been too overprotective for too long, she was forced into a corner for years because of it.
“Hermione!” The rapping on the door persisted, sounding louder and more assertive.
She bit her lip, realizing it was Draco behind the door.
“Not now!” she managed to get out, trying to sound calm. No matter what, her voice quavered.
“What happened?”
“Go away!” she cried out, letting out the sob she had tried to keep in. Draco’s regular, pushy tapping turned into banging on the door, he was determined.
Distantly, Hermione heard Dezi screaming in terror, scared because of the noise she was causing. That just made Hermione cry harder. Her legs collapsed under her, and she fell to her knees. The floor trembled, feeling her pain.
The door flew open, and Draco ran inside, slamming the door behind him. He pulled a resistant Hermione to her feet. She tried going back to the ground again, but he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, keeping her up on her feet.
Blind and oblivious to what was going on around her, Hermione tried fighting, pushing, and even punching her way out of Draco’s grip, but he was still strong from his Quidditch days, and she was weaker because of being upset. He felt her shaking as she tried to fight her way out. He’d never seen or heard her loose control, but it pained him deeply to see her this way.
She gave up fighting and collapsed into Draco’s arms, face buried in his chest, muffling her sobs and using his shirt as a towel for her tears. He held her close for a long while, not wanting to let go. Hermione clung onto him, eventually calm enough to breathe normally, the occasional shaky breath coming out. Draco was stroking her hair for a few minutes until he felt her relax completely. His grip on her loosened a bit, and as soon as he did, Hermione started to do the same, assuming he was going to break off.
“Don’t let go,” he whispered into her ear. “I love you.”

OOOOO i loved it i was on the verg of tears but your really good i like that chapter ron was over protective oh and i wish a guy would say that about me because you know no one likes me like that well i'm going to wait for the next post but remeber i love this fic.
-S.s.S

Draco should hex Ron. STOP BEING OVERPROTECTIVE OF HERMIONE!! PAMS! That was really good.

aww!!! how sweet!!!!! i loved it!!!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!! :]

Hewwo!
Wowsies...They where some gud posts! Awww Dracie Luffs Hermione...You know what *Shoves Harry, Ginny and Ron in A Closet* Right stay in there...your ruining everything *Pokies Them*
Post when yoo can!
<3 Elle

Ok, I'm posting now cause if I don't, it'd be left til like, tomorrow :P Anyways, I kinda hadto change some things (cause I just finished HBP again yesterday morning and I totally, totally completely and utterly forgot about the H/G in the end, so I had to change some things...)
Anyways, here's the next chapter :) (not my shortest, but this is where it gets shorts and shorter kinda until it hits a certain point... creative block at this time).
Enjoy I guess :D
Sarah

Chapter 10
Lunch and a Letter

“Hey, Gin. Want to go out for lunch?” Hermione asked her friend.
“Sure,” Ginny responded, grinning. They grabbed their cloaks, since it was noon.
“Where to?” she asked Hermione.
“Uh... you pick,” Hermione responded.
“For old time’s sake, Florean Fortescue’s,” Ginny said. Before Hermione could say it wasn’t much of a lunch, Ginny was gone with a pop. Chuckling and rolling her eyes, Hermione followed. With the faintest pop, she Disapparated from the front door of Number 12 Grimmauld Place and was now standing at the front entrance of Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour.
“Took you long enough!” Ginny stated with a broad smile. They entered the ice cream parlour and saw Mr. Fortescue waiting behind the counter. They haven’t seen him since Hermione’s 5th year and Ginny’s 4th year, since he was ‘dragged off’ in their 6th and 5th years.
“Good afternoon, ladies!” the parlour owner exclaimed. “What would you like today?”
Ginny picked out some chocolate ice cream, and Hermione picked mint chocolate chip (out of story, couldn’t resist, it’s my favourite flavour :P Been so long now...). They went outside and took a seat, eating their ice cream and talking about what’s happened with each other lately.
“So last I heard, you and Malfoy are back together,” Ginny said with a hint of teasing in her voice, reminding Hermione about her 7th year.
“And last I saw, you and Harry are together... again,” Hermione shot back with a triumphant grin.
“Again?” Ginny seemed to have completely forgotten about her 4th year. Hermione started laughing. “What?” Ginny asked, slightly confused.
“I can’t believe you forgot...”
“Forgot what?”
“Your 5th year... Harry’s 6th...?”
Ginny’s face lit up in realization. She started laughing, finding it amusing that she herself forgot when she was the one in the relationship, yet Hermione remembered and she had nearly nothing to do with it. Especially considering Harry was the one that broke up with her, and that never happened, Ginny always broke up with the guy.
“So how’d you and Malfoy get back together anyways?” Ginny asked as she bit into her cone.
Hermione told the quick story of how she was thrown to the floor in the middle of the night by Draco and her yelling at him angrily turned into a passionate kiss.
“So what’s your story? I mean, I just saw you and Harry kiss in the back, but how’d that come about? Was it your first with him, or were you already with him before then?”
Ginny started explaining how she was trying to help Harry out of mourning over his loss of Hermione, and how it seemed while she was helping him, they grew onto each other, eventually showing it for one another that one day Hermione was looking out her window.
“And I heard you and Ickle-Ronnie-kins had a horrible row,” Ginny commented casually as she finished the last bit of her ice cream. Hermione’s face darkened slightly.
“I’ve been wanting to tell what I did for so many years...” she muttered as she shook her head slowly. It took her until the day she was out of control in her room after the row to realize how overprotective Ron had been and how it caused her to miss out on a fair amount of chances.
“What did you tell him, then?”
“That he was being childishly overprotective for the past nine or so years...” she trailed off, trying to push away the memory.
“How’d that come around?”
“Ron being his usual self, up front and bluntly annoying.”
Ginny chuckled, Hermione said it correctly. They chatted, asking questions about everything they could think of. They ended up buying three ice creams, their conversation was that long. They made a quick stop at Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes.
“G’day Hermione, Gin-Gin,” Fred announced when he saw his sister and her friend come into the store. To both Ginny and Hermione’s surprise, George, who was next to him, didn’t say it at the same time, or finish his twin’s sentence.
“Freddy-Weddy-Kins,” Ginny responded, smirking. Fred mock scowled.
“Decided against bring our top sorter, eh?” George asked with a grin.
“Sorry, your free help didn’t come this time,” Hermione said, a sarcastic smile creeping onto her face.
“Aw, too bad,” Fred and George commented together, a smirk equal to Ginny’s on both of their faces.
“So what’s this news about Harry, Gin-Gin?” George asked, turning to look at his sister.
“How’d you know?” Ginny asked, amazed at their finding-out.
“Mum,” Fred and George responded.
“She knows?”
“Obviously,” the twins said.
“I never told her...” Ginny said slowly
“Harry might’ve...
“Slipped word,” Fred finished.
Ginny rolled her eyes. They left the two and wandered around the store. Ginny got a replacement Pygmy Puff for the loss of Arnold, and Hermione just followed her, not wanting to buy anything.
When the two got home, Hermione was greeted by an owl. She recognized it immediately; it was from Hogwarts.

awesome post cant wait 4 more!!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!!! :]

Oh my gosh! I am a new reader,but i read your other FF...I am a die-hard Ron/Hermione fan...but I absolutely LOVE your ff:val3: ...PAMS!!!!!!
Keep up the amazing writing!!!

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I loved that post oh oh oh so post more soon i love it and want to read more because it was so good.
love for this fic.
-sarah-<3

well Ron+Hermione=Forever, just so ya know I'm not a big R/Hr fan so I'm kinda harsh on Ron (just warning ya, but I'm not horrible! Just took some advice and the chapter after next, chapter 12, is 'the worst' really).
But yay! Welcome my new readers!
I shall be posting the next chapter in a few mins or so, so yeah... (gotta look over it again, and yeah, kinda big cliffie on that one, just thought you all should know! :P)

Here ya go :) I'm NOT posting until sometime tomorow (and I have homework, so it'd probably be put off, and if I get back and see no posts from anyone other than me posting this, it'll just be a longer wait cause I don't wanna post 2 chapters in a row). Besides, with the cliffie I leave at the end, you know, obviously I don't wanna be posting two chapters in a row! :)
Anyways, as I always say...
ENJOY!
Sarah

Chapter 11
Surprises

Hermione sat down in the kitchen by the owl and ripped open the letter, curious.
Dear Miss Granger,
We don’t mean to impose, but we short one staff member at Hogwarts. We were curious as to if you wish to take up the position of our Potions master. If you wish to take up the offer, please owl us back.
Headmistress Professor Minerva McGonagall and Hogwarts Staff
Hermione’s eyes widened. She had always dreamed of becoming a teacher at Hogwarts, become a staff member and teacher, teaching those that don’t understand or wish to learn. She had hated Snape for obvious reasons, but since he left apparently, she would’ve loved to take his position and make learning how to brew potions and their various ingredients fun yet educational for students, but there were problems; Dezi and Draco.
“Oh my...” Ginny breathed, reading the letter over Hermione’s shoulder. “What about...”
“Mommy!”
Hermione looked towards the kitchen door and saw Dezi running up to her. She hugged Hermione's leg tightly.
“Hey, sweetie,” Hermione said with a smile. “How had your day been?”
“Fun! Daddy and me go to Hog-me!”
“Hogsmeade.”
Hermione saw Draco joining the small group as he corrected Dezi.
“Yeah, that place!”
Hermione chuckled. Ginny grabbed the letter her friend receives from Hogwarts and pretended to read it. Dezi let go of Hermione’s leg after a few moments and ran out of the kitchen happily.
“Hogsmeade, eh?” Hermione asked with a smug grin.
“Might as well get her used to the sight of Hogwarts now,” Draco responded with a smirk as he sat next to Hermione.
Ginny put the paper into Hermione’s hand, and she gripped it, crumpling it accidentally. As soon as she did, she left the room. When she did, Draco pulled his chair closer next to Hermione’s, and they kissed.
While doing so, Draco reached around Hermione’s back and quickly pulled the paper Ginny gave her out of her hand. Hermione pulled away.
“’Ey!” she exclaimed. “Can’t I have my own privacy?”
Draco gave her his million dollar innocent smile and slowly opened up the paper.
“What is it?” he asked before he fully opened it.
“A letter,” Hermione responded with an alluring smirk.
“Can I read it?”
Hermione seemed to be in thought. Draco leaned over and gave her his best, soft, gentle kiss.
“Fine,” Hermione said when Draco pulled away again. He smirked and opened up the letter. His face fell immediately. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the owl, so he knew it hadn’t been long since Hermione got the letter. He looked back up at her.
“Are you planning on it?” he asked calmly.
“I just got the letter, Draco,” she responded, shrugging.
Draco’s old guarded expression appeared on his face, and then a stiff look added to it. Hermione sighed when she saw this, she knew when he did this; it wasn’t worth bothering.
“If it’s such a bother to you, I won’t go at all,” Hermione snapped. “I never even said if I was going or not anyways, so don’t jump to conclusions already!”
Draco didn’t respond.
“Forget it...”
Just as Hermione got up, she stopped and sat back down. She saw Draco push his chair away, and get onto the floor, down on one knee. His guarded expression was long gone, Hermione’s annoyance gone as well. He reached into a pocket and pulled out a small, red velvet box.
“Hermione Granger, love of my life... will you marry me?”

ZOMG! YOU CANT LEAVE IT HANGING THERE!
*Trys To Breathe AGAIN*
PAMS!
<3 Elle

Lol, I'm ebil that way.
Gonna have to wait about a day to know what happens tho :P (Depends on when I decide to do my stupid science stuff... need to do it cause I put off this stupid notebook check and need like, 4 chapters-worth of notes and review questions :lol: All tomorrow is all I have to do it, so either during or after I'll post chapter 12).
So until then I s'pose you can just guess what'll happen and see if you're right! ;) I recently lengthened it cause I took some advice like, every1 here was giving me so yeah (hint hint ;)), it's now a fair bit longer than b4, so it'll be more enjoyable...
Sarah

*Crys* I can't believe it! Yooo better not be eviL! They need to get married! XD And have more babies! =P
Post when yoo Can
<3 Elle

That.... yeah no comment :D.
You'll find out in chapter... 22 I think, about the wedding and stuff and what happens... after it I guess. I soooo wish I could say something but I keep spoiling everything with hints as it is! So ya, chapter 22 you find it all out.
I will not post AT ALL until tomorrow... or later tonight. Depends on if I'm bored or not (or how bored).
Til then.
Au Reviour. Ciao. Tschüs. Sianara (can't spell). Ya, you get it. Bye for now!
Sarah
P.S: If you get really bored and haven't read my Dramione one-shot yet, it's called A Love Lost and is found Here :P
I love adding stuff to my posties after I post it... that's why I have the 'last editted' thing after like, nearly all of my posts! I love rambling on and on and on and on...

Oookies then!
I shall wait =D!
Au Reviour, Adios, Ciao, uhmm...Dont remember XD! Byee!
<3 Elle

Adios! I was trying ot remember the Spanish way of saying goodbye! :P
Yeah, just looked up the German one (Tschüs) instead...
Gah! I posted again! -forces self to not come back here until tomorrow or sometime after 10pmish here-

New reader!!!!!! I just caught up and this story is AWSOME!! post soon ^.^

Those were awesome, I missed alot, and thats evil, leaving us like that. That would mean that he could go with her if she takes the potions position.

post more soon!!
<3Jenn

Idea for new Dramione Story
 

just wait and see -tries to bite tongue too keep another flow of hints coming out-

And welcome half_blood_princess to the F.F full of twists :D

Anyways, I had this idea for a Dramione F.F for SOOO long now, and I saw this vid on youtube and it inspired me! I'll most likely be putting it up when I can think of a title for it... (it's so hard when it comes to that. Like for example, I wanted to change the ending for this sequel, but you know, since I picked the title 'choices', I can change it cause just how I wrote the ending made it work so awesomely. Titles really have to work with the story, duh, so it's difficult).
So yeah, I got a cool new Dramione story coming up soon. If anyone wants me to tell them when it's up, I can (by posting here), if not, whatever I guess :P It's so cool tho... it's been on my mind for like, ever, and I finally got the beginning of the story planned out and everything...
But not enough planned out for a title. :hairpull:
I'm not posting what my idea is, you'd have to find out by reading the 'summary' :P Which would probably lead to reading the story cause it's cool :)

Ok, I just HAD to share that, now... -leaves thread again-

A new story? A new idea, inspired by youtube :huh: :gasp: *extremely shocked...JK Cant wait for it!!:bouncep:*sulks when finds out that we have to wait for the summary. Why cant you post it here?:mad:
anyhoo...POST POST POSt

the summary? The WHOLE summary?
Too long :P
Besides, I can if you want me too (the summary thing... shortened to the best of my abilities, but NOT the whole entire story obviously)
If you mean the story, it doesn't even relate to any of this story cause it's kinda a different version of 7th year...
And I promise I'm gonna post the next chapter TOMORROW :P I love it cause of what happens to Ron :)

Not exactly really... more that I actually had the story IDEA IN MY HEAD...
But watching this R/Hr (it was the song I was listening to really), vid, well, it gave me the idea somehow to actually write it.
But yeah, it wasn't really the vid, it was the song (Incomplete by Backstreet Boys. Yes, the Backstreet Boys. I love that song now, it's a new one, used to love 'em, don't like their music anymore except for the one song Incomplete. It's a Scipio/Hermione vid, and it's also used in a Ron/Hermione, but not a Draco/Hermione vid. Really, it's the perfect song too!)

YEA!!! Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream! PAMS!!!

Lol, mint chocolate chip is like, THE BEST ICE CREAM EVER IN THE UNIVERSE!
If anyone contradicts this, you're crazy and must be from another alternate universe :P

Cries, so beautiful.....please post and have hermy say yes!

I keep getting randomly logged out. It's annoyingly frustrating! Within 6 hours I've been logged out randomly at LEAST 30 times! -is angry-

^^^^^^^^I kno!!! that happens to me, too!! And PLEASE tell me when your new Dramione FF comes out!!! cant wait 4 it!! :]

I promise : Once I get a title idea, I'll post it, and when I see it's up, I'll post the link here (and PM those that ask).
But it might be awhile until I get a title idea, so does like, anyone have any ideas? Cause I can post what the story is gonna be about (or if it's just one person, PM), and if you have any ideas for a title, I'd love to hear them!
Because I have no freaking clue what to do for a title... I'm already on the 4th chapter and NOTHING! It's crazy...

If you PM it to me, I'd be MORE than happy 2 help u with the title!!! plus, can u send me the link to the youtube video that inspired ur new FF?? I'd love to see it

K, the PM is kinda long cause of the story explanation, but yeah...
If you have no ideas, I understand :P I'll dig into an idea for the story's ending and see if that does anything to my ideas for a title.
But if you do, that's great of course! :)

sent ya the PM *waits for reply*

Ya, unless I hear some other ideas or think of a few somehow myself that I already didn't hear, Brains and Beauty it'd be :P
But yeah, -responded to PM-

kool!