Ok well... I'm kinda bored (yeah, I'm on the 5th chapter of my other story, but I'm bored).
And TECHNICALLY it's tomorrow... (here it is at least, it's 1:10am).
So yeah, I'M POSTING! Next post=next chapter (I need to find something to occupy my time... 0_o)

Ok, well here's the next chapter :P

Chapter 12
Outcomes of a Ring

Hermione’s mouth dropped, and she gasped. She couldn’t believe what Draco just asked. He opened the box, but she didn’t see the ring inside. She fell to the ground in front of him, eyes watering again.
“Yes!”
She hugged him, and they kneeled their in that way for nearly five minutes. Hermione was so happy now, she didn’t even think about how Ron would react to this. Draco pulled away, took out the flawless diamond ring, took Hermione’s right hand gently and slipped it onto her ring finger. Before he let go of her hand, he kissed it.

At dinner that night, all the core members from the Order showed up. Lupin, Tonks, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Ron, Fred and George (taking time away from Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes), Mad-Eye Moody, Bill Weasley (Fleur came along with him, much to Ginny’s dismay), Kingsley Shacklebolt, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco of course, Neville Longbottom, who joined officially just before the Final Battle, and Mundungus Fletcher tagged along as well. Dezi ate upstairs in her room, since she never liked being in such a large group. The dinner went along smoothly, Hermione nor Draco said nothing about their engagement.
“Oi, ‘ermione, wut’s that ye got on ye fist?” Mundungus asked, noticing the flawless diamond on Hermione’s finger as she ate.
Draco looked at Hermione out of the corner of his eye, both with mischievous and mysterious grins. Hermione held her right hand up, revealing the ring to everyone around the table. They all gasped at the sight of the flawless, shining diamond.
When Harry saw this, his face darkened. Ginny had to kick him hard in the calf as a reminder that she was sitting right next to him. Ron couldn’t have looked any angrier in his life. Molly had to shoot her son a warning glare, yet he still didn’t care, Ron hated Malfoy more than ever now.
“Who’s the lucky man, dearie?” Molly asked. She still didn’t know about Hermione and Draco. She actually didn’t even know about Dezi, no one ever told Mrs. Weasley anything about the relationship in any way, including children of course.
“Yeah, who’s your man, Hermione?” Ron asked in a cold, mocking way.
“Ronald Bilius Weasley!” Molly nearly shrieked. “How dare you speak to your friend that!”
Draco resisted laughing by chuckling. He never knew Ron’s middle name, and now he knew why.
Before Mrs. Weasley could ask again, Hermione responded.
“It’s Draco,” Hermione responded. She saw Neville attempt to keep his mouth from dropping. Hermione understood him completely though, Draco was always the one going after Neville for his inabilities in certain magical areas, and his clumsiness. Tonks looked like she was hit by a rogue bludger right in the stomach, she looked even worse than Neville, since Draco is her cousin (despite how she hates to admit it, they loathe each other still), Lupin was the one that had to remind her, silently, to at least look happy for the two. Everyone else seemed to try and look like they were happy, but Hermione knew they could’ve been happier, they all never really liked Draco.
Draco found everyone’s reaction rather amusing, but he kept a straight face without any problems. The rest of the dinner, everyone chatted quietly amongst those near to them, but other than that, it was really quiet. It seemed the ‘news’ surprised, and probably disturbed, many people.
(outta story: part after this is dedicated to everyone that suggested it, which is like... everyone! Added it on recently, love it, love it :P)
The table cleared after everyone finished, and the people milled out. All the visitors of the Headquarters seemed to leave automatically after saying goodbye, leaving the house to Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco and Ginny who was staying the night.
“Oh, cut it Ron!” Ginny snapped when she saw the glare her brother was giving Draco as they all stood in the main hallway. Ron’s glare dropped immediately, looking normal for a moment.
“What?” he asked in an innocent way.
Ginny scowled. She pulled away from the arm around her waist, Harry’s, and stormed upstairs. Rolling his eyes at the drama, Harry followed a few moments later. Ron didn’t move, his eyes were glued to the floor.
“Get a life, Ronald,” Hermione snapped as she followed behind Harry a few moments after he left. Draco and Ron were the only ones in the main hallway now.
“Put her under it, didn’t you?” Ron asked as soon as he didn’t hear any footsteps. Draco raised an eyebrow. “So your days of putting people under the Imperius have improved, I assume,” Ron added with a smug look.
“And your days of witty comebacks have drawn to a close awhile back, I assume,” Draco shot back at Ron in a calm way, smirking. His fingers toyed with the wand in his pocket.
“You’ll just never be happy until we’re gone, out of the way, aren’t you, Malfoy? Just taking a little bit more from our lives.”
“Our?” Draco asked mockingly. “You more likely. Potter is actually smart for once, because he knows acceptance.”
“Acceptance or force, Malfoy?” Draco noticed Ron’s hand had slipped into the pocket of his clothes. A split second later, in synchronization, Ron and Draco’s wands were drawn at one another.
“Potter accepted. I can force you easily though,” Draco retorted, wand aimed at Ron’s chest threateningly.
“I’d love to see you try,” Ron scoffed. His wand matched Draco’s.
“Coming from one that couldn’t magically produce fire, that isn’t much of a threat,” Draco sneered.
“Sectum...”
Before Ron could even finish the hex the Half-Blood Prince had invented, he was thrown back a few feet in the hallway. His hand dropped his wand, and went to his face, which was breaking out in boils.
“You’re acting just as ugly as you look, Weasley,” Draco sneered as he walked by Ron, putting his wand away and going upstairs.

ZOMG! Yoo Posted! I'm so Happy! She said Yes, She Said Yes! That twas an amazing postie =D

One second please *Snatches Ron* RIGHT! Yoo Back off and Get over her..she doesn't fancy yoo! See Harry accepted it..in his own twisted little way! If yoo dont behave I shall be forced to use extreme measures!

Post when yoo can!
<3 Elle

Ok, I redid the last few chapters and OMG, I never cry during my own F.Fs, but I changed the ending a bit and it's just...
It'll surprise everyone, let's just put it at that. Mainly cause when I wrote it, it was like... well, I'll tell ya when it's posted.
Since I kinda feel like posting quickly cause I love the ending in a sad way, when I get back on after sleeping, I'll PROBABLY post the next chapter. Probably kinda fast but it seems everyone here likes fast :D

:lol:

Oookies! I hope yoo do..
*Remembers That I haff A Fic and Haff not Posted* Ooopsy Gots To Run!
Hope Yoo haff a Nice Sleep!
<3 Elle

:lol:
-goes upstairs cause ish gotta wake up at 9:00pmish and it's already 2:05am here-
Will be thinking of ideas for me other Dramione F.F... can't believe I'm halwayf through chapter 5 and it's barely been 12 hours! :gasp:
Anyways, byez!
Sarah

Hewwo!
Wowie! Its...10:45 Am here! XD
Aww haff a nice sweep! =]
Wow...yoo write fast, To be honest I used to write my stories in a book, But I lost it. So now I use my head!
A NEW fic! Girl yoo are on a roll! Need any ideas? Just PM me...and i'll try and help!
<3 Elle

:lol: I have a lot of time on my hands... :P And I type really fast, and that always helps I find :) I prefer typing over handwriting things... and it takes longer to put handwritten stuff onto the computer cause you'd be copying everything you did previously and yeah...
Anyways, if I feel like it, I might post (again :gasp:) tonight, but it depends...

dang what a post!!! I LOVED it!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!! PAMSOiD!!!!!!!!!! :]

Yea! Posts rock! Darn you Ron! Knock it off! Stop being so stupid! PAMS!

my favourite scene with Ron is one that has to do with the wedding...
That's all I'm saying :P You'll know what I mean when I post the chapter, and that chapter is like, many chapters away!
Ok, I'm soooo bored, I'm gonna post the next chapter within the next hour! Any time within the next hour, my next post'll be the chapter.
And I WILL FORCE MYSELF NOT TO POST NO MORE UNTIL TOMORROW! :) Like, three chapters in barely two days, that's bad man... just bad! :P

OMG!! it has been 1 hour and 7 minutes and you haven't posted!!! lol j/k post when you can

Lol, sorry, I was editing the first post of my NEW F.F!
Yeah, if neone wants to know, it's called Fallen (duh, it's Dramione! It's the one I was talking about b4), and it'll be up... sometime later :P I'll post the next chapter... soon :) (gotta go over it)

Ok, this is like, the shortest chapter of all time of mine... but just cause it's short it doesn't mean I'm gonna post chapter 14! To many chapters within 2 days if I did...
I was having a creative writing block at the time of writing this, so this is THE shortest chapter ever... might not even need it really... :gasp: No wait, I do... considering a chapter a fair ways after this one kinda mentions what this is about.
So yeah, here'ye go! :)
Uh... i was gonna say something and I... oh ya! THIS CHAPTER IS THE HALFWAY MARK TO THE END OF THIS F.F SEQUEL BTW!

Chapter 13
Tea Time

“So, what are you going to do about the offer of Potions teacher?” Ginny asked Hermione casually over their tea time a few weeks after the announcement of Hermione’s engagement.
“I... really don’t know, Gin,” Hermione responded honestly. With everything happening lately, she had no idea what to do anymore. For a long time now, she’d wanted to get a legitimate job, like working at the Ministry in one of the departments if she had to, but she really wanted to be a teacher at Hogwarts, or one of the other schools if she had the choice.
“Well you’re going to have to decide soon, it’s already early August, and school starts up in two weeks...”
“I know!” Hermione exclaimed in frustration. Ginny looked surprised and taken aback for a moment, but then dropped the subject and expression a moment later.
“So have you decided to start making any wedding plans?” Ginny asked in a similar casual tone.
“No place or anything yet if that’s what you mean,” Hermione responded in a blunt way. “Just been thinking of bridesmaids and who would be the maid of honour...”
Ginny tried to look indifferent, but Hermione knew she was hopeful.
“So who do you have so far?” Ginny asked as she took a sip of tea.
“So far... I was thinking of owling Parvati and Lavender...”
“Aren’t you supposed to have 3 bridesmaids, traditionally?” Ginny pointed out. The hint was so obvious, Hermione resisted the urge to burst out laughing.
“Well one of them has to be Maid of Honour, but if you don’t want to be...”
“No!” Ginny squeaked. “I’d be an honour!”
Hermione smiled as she finished her tea.
“So I was beginning to think about dresses for bridesmaid and our maid of honour...”

kool post!! cant wait 4 the rest!!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!!! :]

OMG, third time reading the last three chapters and I'm crying!
I'm just gonna say right now, if someone says they didn't cry when they read the ending, I'll be utterly, completely, and totally shocked. -covers mouth and bites lips together-
Yeah, I'll post first thing tomorrow when I can get on :)

omg i didn't check this over the weekend and come back to two or three posts well i love them all they are very good i hope you bring Dezi back and have her talk to Draco...
-sarah

Well, I'm just gonna say that Dezi doesn't really talk to Draco (like, it's not shown but its implied), but she is a help in the end :P -bites tongue before the whole ending to the F.F happens to slip out along with even more hints-
OMG, I got this PM from one of the mods saying they weren't sure if they should validate 'my' F.F cause it was about teen pregnancy and if I could change the plot and stuff, and I was like, 'what... how did the triwizard tournament turn into THAT?', then I though, 'Wait, if Hermione looking back on her pregnancy with Dezi is a problem... how is it such a big deal?'
I saw two mesages, so I hoped that it was saying 'sorry, wrong person', and guess what, IT WAS! Apparently it was a mix-up...
Got me worried I'd be having to change this whole thing for at least an hour! :)
Yeah, I'm gonna post in a few mins now, so yeah...

Ok, this chapter is KINDA short, but I kinda like it. Not a lot of dialogue, but when it comes in... well you'll see. I'm considering posting in like, 5 hours, cause it's debatable on my part, cause it's also another 'kinda short' chapter (about this length), and it's another cliffie-ish thing :) To many cliffies in a day and yeah.
Ya, enjoy reading!
Sarah
P.S: My other F.F iis up as well, my other Dramione one. It's called Fallen (on the 2nd page, don't have the link so I'm not posting it yet), and yeah, just came up today, so the first chapter of 'Fallen' is... up! -notices slight corny pun-

Chapter 14
Draco’s Disappearance

Every day, Hermione got more and more enthusiastic about the wedding. She had it all planned now, it was going to be a few days after her birthday, on September 24th (out of story, I love the 24th of September... mainly cause it’s my birthday, but still :P), in a garden that had the dying, fall-looking leaves year around. They never fell, but they were always a beautiful golden yellow, red, some with a tinge of green still in them, all in large, tall trees.
It was now the 22nd, and Hermione just got back from shopping for a dress with Dezi, for her, for when she was going to be flower girl the day before. Her dress was different from the bridesmaids (she managed to get Parvati and Lavender to be bridesmaids), it was a very pale pink, almost impossible to tell it was really pink, but it didn’t look exactly white either. It had a lace bottom, and the trim was silk.
Hermione woke up tired, she spent nearly all day debating with Dezi the day before about the dress, causing a day-long shopping trip, all inside Madam Malkins, and of course they had to stop at Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes after finishing. She was looking forward to a day with her feet up, book at hand.
She wandered down the stairs, still in her pajamas, and into the kitchen. She had breakfast, and she ran upstairs to get her book, and ran back down. She spent a full four hours reading, managing to finish the book she had within that amount of time. Draco still hadn’t come down the stairs.
She had lunch, found another book and read for another five hours, finishing the book at the end of it. Draco still hadn’t come down. Dezi had come downstairs once, but she was taught, and learned quick, that when Hermione was reading a book, she should go to Harry, or Draco.
Sighing at the end of five hours, Hermione went back up the stairs and found yet another book. She finished half of it by the time it was dinner, and she knew something was wrong. Draco hadn’t shown up all day, and he never said anything about going anywhere. She went to the dinner table alone, eating slowly. Halfway through her food, which at the time was already half an hour, Harry, Ron, and Ginny even showed up, joined her. They all ate in silence.
“Something’s wrong here...” Ginny commented. “Hermione, what’s up?”
She looked up and chuckled.
“Just because I’m quiet it means something’s wrong?”
“Well it wouldn’t be the first,” Ron sneered as he shoved a forkful of fried chicken in his mouth. Hermione ignored the comment.
“Yeah, where’s Malfoy?” Ginny realized.
“Actually Gin, I have no idea,” Hermione responded truthfully. “I haven’t seen him all day. His bedroom door is shut, but I opened it an hour ago and he wasn’t there, just his window was wide open.”
“And he never said anything about going out?” Harry asked curiously. He honestly didn’t care one bit about where Malfoy went, but even he knew it was out of the ordinary for Malfoy to leave without notice.
“Nothing.”
“Something’s wrong all right, but it isn’t you...”
Hermione grinned as she swallowed a bit of her food. Not even a moment later, an owl flew into the kitchen and skidded down the table. It stopped in front of Harry and stuck his leg out at him. Eyebrow raised, Harry untied the letter from the owl’s foot and quickly read it to himself.
“What’s that?” Ginny asked.
“The Ministry,” Harry responded simply. He didn’t move, only his eyes went back and forth along the sheet of paper.
“What’ve they got to say?”
“They’ve found something they want me to investigate... now.”
“Did they say what?”
“They believe the surviving Death Eaters have formed an alliance, and word reached them they have a captive, and they want me to go.”
“And they remarkably ask you but say nothing to me?” Ron exclaimed, annoyed that he, also being an Auror with Harry, hadn’t been sent a letter.
“Who’s the captive?” Hermione asked curiously.
“They don’t know.”

OMG ITS DRACO!!! OMG i loved the post!! plez post more soon!! and keep my little Drackie-Poo safe in time 4 his wedding!!! PAMS!! PAMSOiD!!! PLEZ POST 2NITE!!

ah, yes, since you decided to say who it was, I'll admit it IS Draco...
Kinda ruined the 'cliffie' about two chapters away, but I guess that means two posts when that one comes up (1-2 days most likely :P).
Least the next chapter isn't about Draco...
Oh, and... he'll be... safe... *cackles evilly and walks away from thread*

^ OK! You seem to be in an evil mood =)! Anywhooo AWESOME POST!!! BUT Oh plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz keep Draco safe! PLZ. PLZ.PLZ.

LOVE
Myself me,me,me,me, and ME.

oh oh oh i loved it i hope you post more soon because your such a great writer and your really good.
-sarah-<3

they better not have kidnapped Draco! *hexes everything in sight*

You'll see what's in store for Draco in about... 3 chapters (including the one I'm gonna post next/in a moment).

^^^^kool beans!! cant wait 2 get my grubby little paws on that post!! lol

This chapter is in Harry’s POV just so ya know! :P So yeah... Harry's POV, I MIGHT feel like posting the 16th chapter -bites tongue to keep in the hintie that nearly came out-
So yeah, enjoy :P
Sarah

Chapter 15
Return to Godric’s Hollow

A few minutes after the letter came, Harry left, Ron following as well. Annoyed with the Ministry, he said he wouldn’t allow them to push him aside while his best friend got all the glory... again. The two Apparated into their office, met by a group of fellow Aurors waiting.
“What...?”
“We’re told to wait for you and be of assistance,” one of the Aurors, Anthony Ganzeveld said quickly, spitting the word ‘assistance’, since he never liked to be under someone else’s authority while on a mission.
The five Aurors surrounding him, one of the including Tonks with her normal bubble-gum pink hair, waited momentarily. Just before Harry was about to tell the group something, a memo flew into his face. A few of the Aurors chuckled as Harry pulled it off his face.
We have received news of the whereabouts of the Death Eaters. They are at Godric’s Hollow.
Harry was surprised by all the help he was getting, usually he figured everything out himself with past missions he had been set out to do, with help of others of course since he was younger then. He also found it somewhat amusing the Death Eaters were reportedly in Godric’s Hollow, he had been there long months before.
“Ok we’re going to Godric’s Hollow!” Harry announced with a superior tone. “Met me by the former house of my parents... if you know where that is.” And with a pop, he was gone. He appeared by the gate in front of his first home.
He waited there, knowing all the Aurors would have to go through it to get into the house. Ron appeared behind him not even a moment later, and Tonks.
“Do you have plan by any chance?” she whispered.
“Not a clue,” Harry responded just as quietly.
Normally, Tonks would’ve chuckled at Harry’s lack of pre-planning, but the situation made her do otherwise. The three of them waited in silence for another ten minutes. The Aurors, all grouped together, finally found the gate.
“Great place for a house, couldn’t have thought better,” Anthony mumbled sarcastically.
“Now’s not the time, Ganzeveld!” Tonks snapped under her breath. Anthony just rolled his eyes.
“So what’re we going to do, Potter?” another Auror, Jackson Bradford, asked. (outta story: hehehe, I looked at a last name site and used Bradford, but I found out it’s a city in England...)
Harry realized he still hadn’t thought of a good plan.
“Um... sneak in...?”
“What are we, girls?” Anthony shot at him.
Tonks glared warningly.
“We can bust down the door, not that hard to do...” Anthony suggested.
“Yeah, just beckon our deaths even more while you’re at it, Ganzeveld,” Harry snapped.
“Well it’s better than your idea, Potty.”
“Do you have any good ideas, girly Ganzeveld?” Ron practically snarled. He wasn’t in the mood for Anthony’s attitude at the moment, like everyone else. Anthony glared coldly.
“Someone can climb up a tree beside the house and either get in or look through a window,” Tonks suggested. There were more than enough possible trees to climb.
“You can easily...”
“That sounds good,” Harry cut off Anthony’s pessimistic response. Bradford agreed to climbing the tree and looking in through a window to see if there was anyone in the room. He signaled to the other Aurors that there was no one inside there and that he was going in. Everyone followed suit until Ron came up last.
They entered what looked to be Harry’s old room from when he was one, the crib was still in it surprisingly. The group decided on walking out of the room quietly and looking into each room until they found the Death Eaters they were after and disarm them. They went down the hallways carefully for a few minutes until they found a room with three Death Eaters.
Just as they were about to disarm all of them, their wands flew out of their hands, and they were flung to the edge of the stairs.
Their wands flew away from their position on the floor, and into the hands of two Death Eaters, three others behind them.

OMG HOW SCARY!! AND its at Harry's old house!! OMG does Harry know that that house is his old house??? PAMS!! PAMSOiD!! :]

Yeah, otherwise he wouldn't have said 'meet me by the former house of my parents'. He knows the story... :P (and I don't see why he would've said he wanted to go to Godric's Hollow and miss 7th year in the 6th book, cause he said he knew it was the house his parents were hiding out at last before being killed, and he would've HAD to be alive then cause that's when he got his scar...)
So yeah, he knows :P His house was also the house where the Final Battle took place in the 1st chapter if you forgot.
Yeah, I think I will post later today (like, later tho... like, I dunno, 4ish hours, not long, maybe longer, but yeah... I feel like it!)

oh i 4got

yeah, well, I totally had to look all that up cause I forgot myself :lol: So it's not like, horrible to forget the small things like that :)

Wow!
 

I love it!!! :val3: PAMS!!! and try to be a little less mean to Ron...he is just trying to hold on to hs best friend...and I can't wait for the wedding chapter though!!!

I told you I'd be a little harsh on him tho. I've seen worse with how ppl treated him in their F.Fs actually :P
Oh that's an... interesting chapter :) -can't wait for the post-day for the wedding-
Yeah, I think I might post later on... cause I feel like it I guess

So.....
 

So how long have you been writing for??? You really have a way too pull people into stories that they wouldn't usually read...I still can't believe that I am reading this and actually rooting for Draco and Hermione...but I really like it...

I love it! I'm a D/HR shipper all the way! PAMS!

can't wait for it because you posted a good chapter.

AWESOME Post!!! I Hope that you post sooooooooooooooooon!

Lol, sry about not posting, but busy day, was at the barn for two hrs cause I went to another barn to look at another horse then I waited for this other lady to come to the barn with her horse I was gonna try out and yeah, overall took about 2.5ish hours and since I gotta get this stupid math thing done, I HAVE to post like, NOW! :P
I'll be a minute to post, and if I really really feel like it, I'l post a 2nd chapter

Well I started doing F.Fs in late-August really, actually more early-September, not all that long. I've been doing other short stories and my (attempts) at a book (fantasy... never realized how difficult it can be :P). I just hooked on writing stories when I was 7 and wrote my first ever story about a horse and I got top marks in the class for it and yeah... :)

Still Harry’s POV :P I might post the chapter after this later if I have time, but don't have high hopes, it just might not happen depending on homework stuffs.
I probably will though, since there will be NO post tomorrow at ALL because after school I'm automatically going downtown to volunteer for this thing from 3pm-10pm and when I get back I'll be asleep. So I'll make up the lost post tomorrow by posting tonight.
If we're lucky, I might post in a few mins, depends on how fast replied are... if any...
Kinda short chapter, but the other just might be shorter.
Enjoy!
Sarah

Chapter 16
Battles

“Look what we have here,” one of them sneered. “Poor, pathetically defenseless blood traitors and mudbloods.”
Bradford’s face looked as thought it was screwed in pain as he tried summoning his wand, but the Death Eater fought it. His face screwed into even more pain as he crumpled to the floor under the wrath of a silent Cruciatus Curse. The Death Eaters cackled darkly as Bradford started screaming in pain.
“Accio wand!” the rest of the Aurors, including Harry, said at the same time. Their wands flew out of the Death Eater’s grip and into their hands.
“Expelliarmus!” Ron and Harry yelled together. The two Death Eaters were flung back and disarmed. Their wands flung towards Tonks and she grabbed them.
“Sectumsempra!”
Anthony fell to the floor under the effects of the spell the Half-Blood prince had made (outta story: to bad you can’t describe it here... the effects of Sectumsempra I mean, I had it all in my head then I remembered the rule). The remaining Aurors noticed two other Death Eaters coming out of the room they had been standing outside of moments before.
“Crucio!”
Ron crumpled to the ground, howling in crushing pain. Bradford was getting up slowly as Ron fell to the ground. As he got up slowly, he revived Anthony. They both got up, Anthony looking paler than before because of the loss of blood.
The battle went on, Tonks accidentally killing one of the Death Eaters with a backfired hex. The other four were stupefied, mentally taken away from the world around them. The group had walked over and past the five Death Eaters and into the room. Inside was one lone Death Eater in front of a person lying on the ground. Harry couldn’t get a good look at the captive.
“You honestly think you can win against us again?”
The voice sounded eerily familiar. It took Harry a few moments to realize who it was. Tonks recognized it immediately, it was the voice of her mental aunt (as she put it), Bellatrix Lestrange. Bellatrix slowly turned around and faced the group of Aurors.
“And such a small group? Ego flying high again with you, isn’t it, Potter?” she commented in a dark, cool way.
“All alone, Bellatrix? Your overly-confident ego is a bit higher than you think of mine,” Harry retorted as he raised his wand. Bellatrix’s eyes flashed angrily at the response. A wave of red light emanated the room, but it merely missed Harry by a hair.
“You might need a better aim than that,” Tonks shot at her aunt.
“Ah, yet another mudblood with high hopes.”
“Unfortunately related to you,” Tonks retorted. “Maybe I inherited it...” Before she knew it, she was on the ground, withering and screaming in pain. Bellatrix laughed coldly. She stepped forwards, and Harry got a good look at the captive’s face.
He looked into the lifeless face of Draco Malfoy.

OMG IM GOING TO HEX YOU!!! NOT MY DRACO! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!*cries forever*

Why on earth would you hex me? :gasp: Just bring the F.F right to an end, only 2/3rds of the way through...
Here's the next chapter, since I feel nice and DON'T WANNA BE HEXED! The answer to what happened to Draco lies in the text below.... -echoes 'lies in the text below'-
This is the last chapter in Harry’s POV! It’s relatively short, but it’s cool! :P
Enjoy!
Sarah

Chapter 17
Tonks’ Strength

Harry might’ve loathed Malfoy for as long as he had known him, but he couldn’t help but feel saddened by the expression Draco had. He looked dead, killed by one of the Death Eaters.
“Impedimenta!” Bradford yelled. Bellatrix laughed as she fell over. She seemed to be getting a kick out of this battle more so than taking it seriously.
After waiting a few moments, Bellatrix got up again, and Tonks couldn’t take it.
“Avada Kedavra!” she yelled, aiming her spell at her so-called aunt. Bellatrix looked horrified, but it turned into a lifeless expression similar to Draco’s.
Tonks had wanted to do that all of her life, she had hated Bellatrix with all her body. She had caused her grief and misery all her life, and she was finally getting revenge for it. The group of Aurors walked up and circled Draco, all except for Tonks, who didn’t even care ‘the Malfoy boy’ was the captive at all.
As they bent down to look at Draco, their wands, yet again, flew out of their hands. Turning around, they faced the three Death Eaters they had stupefied a long while ago.
“Crucio!” all three of them chanted at the same time.
The crushing pain on all the Aurors, including Tonks who was closer to them, increased by about three times because of its power. Harry tried to fight it to the best of his abilities, but the pain slowly destroying him was too great.
Suddenly, after minutes of torture, and Harry on the brink of going insane like the Longbottoms had many long years before, the curse was lifted, and the three Death Eaters were out of sight, all running away. It seemed Tonks was able to fight the curse just enough to scare the Death Eaters away by shooting off a threatening Cruciatus Curse herself, which hit none of them obviously.
Harry sighed, happy to feel normal again, and got onto his knees. He spun around and looked down at Draco. To Harry’s utter surprise, Draco’s eyelids fluttered opened.
“What... where...?”
“Malfoy?”
Draco looked up, and a loathsome expression filled his face.
“What are doing here, Pot-Head?”
Harry knew something was wrong, very wrong indeed. Malfoy had dropped the nickname ‘Pot-Head’ many months, technically years, before, even notifying Harry about it in his own way, but calling him ‘Pot-Head’ again, something was different. It took Harry a moment to realize it.
Malfoy was under the Imperius Curse.

*TAKES BACK THE HEX* DRACO'S NOT DEAD! *REALIZES HE'S UNDER THE IMPERIOUS CURSE* NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! * hexes again* Leave my Draco alone! *snarls* PAMS! lol

omg loved it!! pams!! pamsoid!

It was like totally AWESOME! PAMSOID!! Wait is bellatrix dead now? And draco is under the imperius OMG!! POST SOOOOOOON!

Dun dun dun...so basically I want to know how they got Draco in the first place...and I love that Harry is starting to feel sympathetic toward Draco...PAMS!!!!! I Love it!!! :loved:

no no no he can't be i hope he gets better oh my gosh i hope he gets better well i love it.
-sarah

Yeah, if that part was.... confuzzling, Bellatrix is DEFINITELY DEAD!
Yeah, I would've posted like, 3 hours earlier but I was too lazy to get up from the reclining/rocking chair thingy a few feet away from my computer so yeah... and T.V being there didn't help.
I'll post now, so here ya go! :P This is a kinda short chapter, so that means I MIGHT post the next one today (I just noticed how close it is to the end... :gasp: But yeah, most likely will post in a bit)
Sarah

Chapter 18
Disgust

“Why am I here?” Draco snapped. Harry practically had to drag Malfoy into Number 12 Grimmauld Place.
“You live here, incidentally,” Harry responded with a bitter edge. He dragged Malfoy into the kitchen, where Hermione was waiting. Draco’s expression turned into a look of disgust when he saw her.
“What’s the mudblood doing here?” he asked bluntly. Hermione looked confused yet insulted.
“Hey Malfoy, there’s a bed upstairs with your things on it, why don’t you go up there for a good night’s sleep?” Harry offered.
Malfoy pulled away from Harry and walked away. He slammed the kitchen door behind him.
“What the hell did you do to him?” Hermione practically exclaimed. Harry looked completely taken off guard.
“Wha... me? Why would I do something like that to him and drag him all the way back here?” he shot back at her.
“Then why’s he the way he is right now?”
“He was captive of the Death Eaters, Three got away, but one of them must’ve put him under the Imperius Curse.”
Hermione’s expression turned into a disgust similar to Malfoy’s earlier and she shook her head slowly.
“Those...”
“I had a suggestion for you,” Harry cut her sentence off, knowing what she was about to say.
“What?” she practically snapped.
“Have you read The Daily Prophet recently?”
Hermione scowled.
“Well since you did apparently, you’d know they’ve found an anti-potion for the Imperius Curse,” Harry said. “But it’s really expensive...”
“How expensive?”
“About two thousand Galleons.”
Hermione’s mouth dropped as she gasped.
“What?” she nearly screamed.
“Well I know you have the money...”
“It’s money for the wedding, Harry!”
“Well you’re not going to have a wedding unless you fix Malfoy.” With that, Harry walked away. Hermione fell into her chair, crying softly.

Oh my gosh!!!
 

That was such a great post!!! What will Hermine do??? She needs to get her Draco back...I can't believe that I am rooting for Draco and Hermione...well...they are kinda growing on me...so what has Ron been up to lately????

omg *gasps* I hope everything turns out OK!! PAMS!! PAMSOiD!!!

don't worry Hermione, I'll buy the potion *runs to gringotts, opens vault, butterflies come out* oops, out of money *runs back to computer to wait for next post*

:lol: Can't help but read the total opposite of your favourite ship? :)
BTW, with Ron, he'll be coming up in about... two chapters. My favourite scene with him too.

Also...
Next post=next chapter

This is a kinda short chapter, so yeah, means I'll probably post later.
The title speaks for itself

Chapter 19
Hermione’s Anti-Imperius Potion

“Come in!”
Hermione opened the door to the office in St. Mungo’s. She sat down in a chair in front of the desk of a doctor.
“So what is it you need?” he asked upfront.
“The anti-potion for the Imperius Curse,” Hermione responded, just as upfront and blunt as the doctor had been. His expression changed drastically.
“What for?”
“To give to my fiancée to rid him of the curse, why else?”
“It’s a very costly potion, and it can have some nasty side effects...”
“Sir, I’m throwing away the money I was supposed to use for my wedding for this single potion. All so I can actually have a wedding that won’t be me walking down the aisle to some guy dropping swears like bombs about getting married to me because I’m a muggle-born and he’s a pureblood. So tell me, can you get me this potion?” Hermione was now standing at the doctor’s desk, gripping the edges forcefully, her face flaming inches away from the doctor’s. Her knuckles went white.
“Do you have two-thousand Galleons?” he asked as he leaned back in his chair, trying to regain his personal space.
Hermione grudgingly pulled out the bag of Galleons in her pocket. She handed it to the St. Mungo’s doctor. He took it gladly, putting it in a drawer. He got up and walked towards what Hermione thought was a filing cabinet. He opened a drawer and went through what seemed to be potions.
“Ah,” he breathed as he pulled out one of them. “This is what you want.”
He handed Hermione a vial.
“Two thousand galleons for that?” she spat, thinking out loud as she took it.
“It’s very powerful, and like I said, can have some nasty side effects. It’ll work like a charm, just put two drops of it in a drink or food and your soon-to-be husband will be back to normal. If nothing happens, which is very rare, just add one drop to a part of his meal a day until he does go back to normal. Put in too much, and the consequences are ghastly...”
“What are some side effect anyways?”
“Boils, extra limbs, claiming to be hearing voices, rapid growing... things out of the ordinary, obviously. If any of that happens, bring him here and all will be fixed. If he’s lucky, nothing bad will happen.”
“Thank you.”
Hermione left St. Mungo’s and Apparated back to the door of Number 12 Grimmauld Place. She went inside and into the kitchen. She saw a few people inside having dinner, the only person missing from the table was Malfoy.
“Where’s Draco?” Hermione asked.
“Upstairs,” Harry responded with a flat tone.
“Has he eaten yet?”
“Nope.”
Hermione smiled and put together a quick plate of food and a drink. Before she went upstairs with it, she added two drops of the potion into the quick sandwich she made him, making his favourite so he wouldn’t be able to resist it. She brought the food upstairs, put it at the floor in front of his door, and knocked on it. She walked away and down the stairs. As she did, she heard his bedroom door open. As she headed downstairs, she realized tomorrow should have been the day she should’ve been married to Draco.

Wow, that was good. Post more soon!!

Cant wait to see if it works...
<3Jenn

BTW, there are 26 chapters in this.
And the next chapter is the 20th. I think the 23rd... yeah, 23rd is the wedding (just so everyone knows).
I'm bored, so I think I'll post the 20th chapter now. It gives the outcome of the Potion, so that's why I feel like posting mainly. I'll be a few (and when it's posted I'll post the chapter with a scene between Draco and Ron :P My favoutire really).
Anyways, here's the next chapter cause I feel like posting it, even if it's only been 2 hrs.

P.S -added at 2.5hrs later-: Yeah, I just submitted a one-shot-song-fic (another Dramione one-shot). Yeah, it'll be up eventually, but if you wanna search, it's titled My Last Breath (the song by Evanescence), and yeah :) I think it's way better than my first one (A Love Lost), and believe me, I surprised myself when I wrote this song-fic-one-shot... I cried myself :gasp: And it's nearly impossible to get me to cry (which is why I'm bad with teary-ish scenes in F.Fs)
Anyways, yeah My Last Breath Sa13+ will be up eventually... kinda long but I used a fair chunk of the song (more than I expected)

Chapter 20
Burning Up

Hermione woke up the next day and felt horrible, both emotionally and physically. It seemed she had caught a nasty cold during the night. She woke up with a plugged, red-tinged nose, eyes resembling a similar red. When she sneezed, her throat burned in agony. Under a down quilt and a top sheet, Hermione still felt freezing cold.
She walked downstairs and into the kitchen to find Harry cooking his breakfast.
“Hermione, you look horrible! What happened?”
Hermione would’ve chuckled but her throat burned too much to do so.
“I sink I gotta cold,” she responded in a rasping, plugged up voice, ‘cold’ sounding more like ‘cod’.
“I can only imagine you in a white dress and walking down the aisle like this...”
Hermione glared as she sat down. He put on a second pot for Hermione’s breakfast, trying to help by making chicken noodle soup. If it can’t cure her, nothing else will, as everyone Harry knew always put it. Besides, Madam Pomfrey gave it to him when he suffered a horrible cold similar to Hermione’s in 7th year during the spring and it really did the trick.
“Soup for breakfast?”
Hermione looked at the kitchen door and saw Ron coming in.
“Not for you,” Harry responded as he stirred it.
“Then who for?” he asked, knowing Hermione was in the room, but he didn’t notice her red face, along with her expression, which was just as horrible as she felt.
“For Hermione, take a look and you’ll know.”
Ron glanced at Hermione momentarily.
“Oh,” he mumbled as he sat down at the end of the table, far away from a sick Hermione.
Ron and Harry talked about the latest Chudley Canons game while breakfast was being made. When it was finished, Harry gave Ron a plate, since he made enough for six people, knowing full well Ron would take enough for two (he was still a pig with food), and took out a bowl and put all the soup he made for Hermione into it. He slid it down the table to her.
“Thanks,” Hermione said as she grabbed the hot bowl. It came out more like ‘sanks’, but Harry knew what she meant.
She cooled it down so she could be able to eat it without burning her throat even more than it already was. She gulped it all down and went back upstairs to grab another book she had. Coming back down with it, she started heading for the door leading outside.
“You shouldn’t be going outside, Mione.”
She stopped.
“Why?”
“Unless you want to go to St. Mungo’s because of ‘just a cold’, go ahead. If not, stay in here.”
Hermione sat down at the head of the table and started reading. After the first two pages, she started feeling dizzy. Her book slowly sank onto the table.
“Want to go back to bed?”
She shot back up. Her head throbbed in response. Apparently she had fallen asleep on the table. She grunted and got onto her feet, walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs like a robot. She fell into her bed, slipped under the covers and fell asleep for the rest of the day. She slept through lunch, not waking up until four in the afternoon to the feeling of something shaking her.
Her eyes fluttered open, and before her, a blurred image of a pale faced blonde was in front of her, sitting on the edge of her bed right by her.
“Draco?” she whispered, barely audible to him. She seemed to have lost her voice even more. He smiled warmly.
“Heard you had a nasty cold, so I just thought I could see how you were doing.”
The potion Hermione got from St. Mungo’s had worked, and she couldn’t have been happier. He didn’t have any signs of side effects, which made everything better.
“Thanks.” It sounded more like ‘sans’ now.
“I can only imagine you saying ‘I do’ in a white dress... more like ‘ah ooh’ really...”
Hermione would’ve whacked him playfully, but when she tried to raise her arm, it dropped back down, it felt like lead two times her own body weight.
“Speaking of which, Potter said you spent about two thousand galleons... that’s all I heard. Where’d you get it all?”
“Wedding money,” Hermione responded in an even worse rasping voice. Draco managed to keep a straight face.
“What for?”
“To get you back to normal.”
“Normal?”
“Imperius Curse... you...” Hermione lost her voice for a moment. “You were under Imperios curse.” She managed to get out a full response that sounded like something before loosing her voice again.
“Well until you feel better, I don’t want to hear you speak,” Draco said in a soft, yet demanding way as his hand caressed her hair. He kissed her cheek and left.

1st to post....poor hermy...feel better! Draco....so caring...and loving....and hot...*melts* wait Draco...I have a cold too! *fakes coughing* Draco, come by my house and make me feel better! PAMS!

:lol:
I'm freezing cold, hold me Draco! :)

I just saw Nacho Libre, REALLY awesome movie, loved it :P
P.S -added 4 hrs later-: Yeah, if anyone wants to read yet another one of my Dramione one-shots, it's a song-fic-one-shot (as I put it :)), and can is based on the song My Last Breath by Evanescence (click on 'My Last Breath' to go to the one-shot).
Personally, I think it's much better than A Love Lost, but that's mainly cause I used Draco's POV more so than Hermione's. Heck, it's Draco's POV in 3rd person really! Go there, read it, and enjoy it I s'pose.
Sarah
P.S: Not updating until I see another comment/post :) I'm ready and waiting, but until I see a post of some1 elses, not posting another chapter :P

Hey i loved your story i hope you post more soon because your such a good wirter and this story is really good and i'm dieing for a post because i didn't get to read any over the weekend then yeah you should post.
love this fic
sarah

I was just waiting til some1 commented (I've been saying that on like, all my threads this week, I mean, for some people there's Rememberance/Memorial Day Weekend, but I don't wanna be posting a heck of a lot and have like, no comments). And thanx of course :)
Next post=next chapter (now :P And finally I guess.... been waiting)

Yeah, this chapter I like the scene with Ron... :P
It's the chapter right before the wedding, so I'll post that as well today and wait a day or two... ;)
Ok, yeah, um... with the ****, the word starts with a P, has an I after it and a double S, but since you can't say it apparently, if you see that anywhere, that's what the star thingies/astrofixes or whatever they are mean.

Chapter 21
Draco’s Problem

It took Hermione nearly two weeks to get over the cold, and by that time Draco had been able to find four thousand Galleons and five hundred sickles that belonged to his parents, which was really his inheritance in the end. He caught a small cold for three days from being around Hermione, but he said she was worth it. He never got any side effects from the Anti-Imperius Curse Potion, which Hermione was very happy about. They managed to re-plan the wedding day, putting it off until the winter. By this time, every had been able to accept the engagement and some of them started feeling happy for the soon-to-be wedded couple, even if they weren’t all that thrilled, they were ok with it.
A few weeks before the wedding, which was re-planned to January 7th (out of story... again, I also like the 7th... it’s my mum’s b-day that day :P), Draco had a problem. He knew Hermione had her bridesmaids and Maid of Honour all together, matching dresses and everything else, but he didn’t even have a Best Man, let alone groomsmen (out of story, or is it groomsmaids? I heard it’s ‘groomsmaids’, but it sounds ridiculous... I have no idea, sounds better the other way to me). Draco had an idea a few weeks before, but pushed it away as soon as it came to mind. Realizing he had no one left, it looked like he had to.
“Potter,” Draco said flatly.
Harry looked up.
“Malfoy,” Harry responded in a similar tone.
Draco sat down in the chair across the kitchen table from him.
“I need your help.”
Harry chuckled. Draco’s eyes narrowed warningly, ever so slightly.
“What would a Malfoy need help with?”
“Apparently a wedding. I need to ask you something.”
Harry waited. He found it rather amusing, yet unimaginable, that Draco Malfoy needed help from him, Harry Potter, the ‘son of a muggle-born and blood traitor’. Draco looked down at his hands, which were on the table.
“Can you be my best man...?”
Harry’s eyes widened slightly. He barely heard what Draco said, but he knew what it was.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” Harry asked with a playful smile.
Draco ground his teeth for a moment. He then looked up.
“Can you be my best man for this wedding?” he asked a bit more clearly.
Harry was still stunned at the question.
“Why do you want me to be your best man?” Harry asked.
“As you might’ve noticed, I don’t exactly have any true friends,” Draco practically snapped. “And I thought since you were bugging me about ‘not paying you back for everything’, this might help ‘pay back’ a bit.”
Harry chuckled and shook his head. He was surprised Malfoy still remembered the row that happened over half a year ago. Heck, Harry was surprised that he himself even forgot, because of all the pain it caused both him and Hermione.
“You really desperate enough to ask me?”
“Basically,” Draco responded with a smirk.
“Fine, but just don’t expect me to take up this type of favour all the time,” Harry responded, grinning mockingly.
Draco nodded curtly, both in acceptance and in thanking him, and left. He knew it was even lower to do what he was about to do, but he had to, he knew no one else left. He would end up having only two groomsmen, one of them being his best man. He stopped in front of the bedroom door, and he knocked. The door suddenly opened on him.
Draco saw Ron about to slam the door right in his face, but he acted quickly.
“I can’t believe I’m here either, Weasley,” he said. “And I can’t believe I’m going to say this to you of all people either, but I need to ask you something.”
Ron seemed to be considering if he should accept Malfoy or slam the door.
“You’ve already taken away enough from me, so why should I even bother doing you a favour?”
As he tried to close his door, Draco stuck his foot in between the door and the wall. It squeezed his foot as Ron pushed harder, but the door opened again.
“What?” Ron snapped.
“I have to ask you something, and closing the door on my face will just waste your time as well as mine.”
Ron scowled and flung the door open farther so he could see outside his bedroom clearly, but he didn’t make any indication to move.
“What type of prat needs help?”
“How like a Weasley to treat one with such hospitality,” Draco sneered sarcastically.
Ron tried to slam the door in Draco’s face, but his foot blocked the way again. He took the crushing pain Ron was trying to inflict upon his foot.
“Out of all the years we’ve known each other, Weasley, I thought you’d know me a bit better,” Draco said in a similar sneering way.
Ron didn’t respond as he let the door go again slightly.
“If I want something, I get it. And to both your surprise as well as mine, I need to talk to you, and I’m not leaving until I get that.”
Ron scowled again as he opened his door, again.
“What the bloody hell do you want?”
“If you’d be my groomsman.”
Ron’s face flared in anger as he tried to slam the door again, this time with all his might. Draco clenched his jaw at the intensity of the door closing, but he didn’t look like he suffered much, let alone any pain.
“Why do you want me?” Ron snapped.
“You’re the last one left more so than me really wanting you to be a groomsman.”
Again, Ron scowled and tried to slam the door. Draco knew he’d be having trouble walking tomorrow after this, but as long as Ron agreed, he wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon.
“Would you just **** off?”
“Not until you’ll accept.”
“I don’t want to be your so-called groomsman anymore than you want me to, so why bother?”
“You’d be missing out on working with Potter, nearly as an equal.”
Ron raised an eyebrow.
“What makes you say I’m not his equal at work?”
“It’s obvious you aren’t, Weasley.”
For the fifth time, Ron tried to slam the door on Draco, but his foot got in the way. The strength of the slam was much more extreme, but this time, Ron kept the strength up for a bit, knowing Draco would have to give up eventually.
He didn’t.
Ron scowled, opening the door once more.
“You’re not going to break me like you did with Harry, Malfoy.”
Draco merely smirked.
“Who said I had to break him? It wasn’t all that hard anyways.”
For the sixth time, Ron tried to slam the door on Draco’s foot, as well as his face. Again, he failed, but he kept it up for a straight five minutes. Draco ended up starting to tense up and wince at the pain, but it was released once more, since he didn’t give up, and he put on his regular, guarded yet cool expression. Ron still looking flaming angry, but he seemed to be debating with himself.
“So I’d need a tux?”
“I’d easily rent one for you, considering how you’d need it that way.”
Ron clenched his jaw, but didn’t slam the door.
“If I accept, you’ll leave me be until you little wedding?” Ron asked through gritted teeth.
Draco nodded.
“Fine,” Ron spat. “I’ll be your bloody groomsman. Now go away.”
Draco removed his foot, and Ron slammed his bedroom door with so much force, Draco knew if that was his foot, it would’ve been shattered completely.

Wow, I love that with ron, its soo...i dunno...whats the word...awesome!!!

Post more soon!!
<3Jenn

Lol. I just had to make a scene where he wasn't shown ALL that bad... (I wrote that awhile back and came to that conclusion :))
Anyways, I can't wait to post the wedding, so next post is THE WEDDING CHAPTER!
And I swear, after that chapter is posted... you'll have a day or two to wait and see... what happens... -cackles-
yeah, next post=next chapter :) As normal

This chapter is kinda short, but you'll enjoy it none-the-less I assume :)
I'm leaving ya at a cliffie... something just HAD to happen, everything was so smooth and perfect...
I wrote this a few minutes after I found out my horse had to be put down (he was only 3), so I kinda got the idea from that... no, no one dies in this chapter! :lol: Just saying overall the rest of this F.F is kinda inspired from the news of my horse kinda being killed... (it was a few weeks back now, fine, October 27th!)

Chapter 22
The Wedding Gone Wrong

For the next few days, Draco was limping around Grimmauld Place slightly, but all he cared about was getting his job done. He was finally able to go through with the second planned wedding without any problems. He might be one groomsman short traditionally, but he didn’t care, not at all. He really just cared about getting it close enough so he could go through with the day without Hermione badgering him about ‘not following tradition’. Of course, Hermione probably still would for only having two groomsmen, but since they were her friends (Ron wasn’t much of a friend, but as long as he got Harry, who was more of a friend than Weasley, it didn’t matter).

“Ready to go, Dezi?” Hermione asked her daughter.
Dezi nodded eagerly.
“You know what to do?”
Dezi nodded again.
“Good. Now go out there and be the best flower girl you can be!”
Dezi beamed and walked to the doors, which opened for her, and she headed for the aisle, which was a red carpet atop the snow of the outdoors. The doors from the building the girls were in closed behind her.
“Do you think I’m ready?” Hermione asked as she turned to Ginny, Lavender and Parvati.
“Of course!” Ginny exclaimed, quietly of course.
“As long as you think you are... you are,” Lavender said.
The girls giggled. Suddenly, the doors started opening slowly.
“Now you guys, go!” Hermione told them.
Ginny chuckled and walked in front of Lavender, who was in front of Parvati. They walked in between the chairs and down the aisle. As Hermione looked out of the closing doors, she couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw Harry’s expression as he watched Ginny. The doors closed completely after a moment, and Hermione waited by herself. She would’ve paced, but with the small train, she didn’t want to risk it. It seemed so sudden that the day had come; it felt like she had no time.
The doors slowly opened, and Hermione didn’t see anything, it was all white to her. She realized that it started snowing. Smiling, she left the building and slowly made her way to the aisle, walking down it at the same pace. The snowflakes met with her hair, making it glimmer white before melting. The extra seats were covered with a glistening white, sparkling like diamonds. By the time Hermione made it to the ‘alter’, her hair also resembled diamonds.
Before she knew it, the priest had started with his stretching speech. She heard the comment that all priests she had seen do a wedding ceremony.
“If anyone has any objections to this union, please speak now or forever hold your peace!”
“I’ve got a problem with it,” a cold voice sneered from the back.
Everyone turned and looked towards the back, and before they knew it, a group of Death Eaters advanced on Draco and Hermione. The group had dragged the couple away, Disapparating before the very eyes of the group.

now I leave you all with that!
I'll post in a day or two... depends on... how I feel :) -is happy there's finally another suspenseful cliffie-
And my new rule is when I feel like posting, I have to see a comment other than mine to post (aka, from now on, which is only like, 4 chapters left here, I have to see someone else having commented, other than me obviously :P, before I post the next chapter).

Wow! Great Post!
 

:flower: OH MY GOSH!!!! I LOVE it!!!! That was such a great post...and a rather inconvenient cliffie! Don't those eaters ever give up??? PAMS!!! oh...by the way I love the chapter before this with Ron...he wasn't that bad for once...Post soon!!!

whatever, it's still a cliffie :P
See, I don't ALWAYS portray Ron as bad :) Just sometimes ;) I think I'll post tomorrow now... :D
P.S: I like meh smilies (can't you tell? :bugeyes:)

Yeah...I can tell... :D I like them too... :eyebrows: but...ohhhh...saddness...the story is almost over :no: so what else am I supposed to read when I get that oh so strange desire for a Draco/Hermione FF...You know how I prefer Ron/Hermione :hermy2: :ron2: So...PAMS!!! :P

Wel, my other Dramione has Ron in it (he's a bit bigger in the story, AND he isn't portrayed as 'bad', I actually tried to make him seem... his normal self) -pokes my other F.F Fallen since I finished a part about Ron and Hermione... awhile back-
So yeah, my other story Fallen is kinda turning into a Dramione+Ron story.
Anyways yeah... I swear I'll post tomorrow (but kinda later cause I don't wanna rush, the next chapter... never mind, it's the one with draco and hermione, my favourite like, of all time with them together neways, so I'll post that later tomorrow
Sarah

*gasp* leave my Draco alone u death eaters! *hexs evrybody in the room*

Hey chicky pooh i loved the post it was really good welp post more soon and i need to find out what happened to my hubbie and his not so beautiful g/f but even thought i love this ship but post more soon.
-sarah

OMG OMG OMG!!! Post more soon!! you cant leave us hanging like that!!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!!!

Ok, I'll post the next chapter (which is my fav with Draco and Hermione together), in a few mins.
So it won't be.... as hangy-ish :P
Few mins, next post, yeah...
Sarah

Ok, for once I actually can’t think of a name for a chapter... so yeah, this chapter’ll be just titled ‘chapter 23’ until I can think of one.
I personally love this chapter the most. I think it shows how caring Draco really is on the inside (and it my best writing in my opinion... you all might think differently on that tho).
Anyways, enjoy :)

Chapter 23
Together in the End

Hermione was thrust back into the dark dungeon, trembling in pain and fear. She had, after being forced into another set of regular, ragged clothes, witnessed the torture of Draco, who was also put into similar robes, and then went through with hers, having him forced to watch hers the way she had with his. (outta story, ok, if that confused you people, don't blame you, just didn't want to have Hermione go through ruining the white wedding dress being all... ya, just tried to make it known they weren't in formal clothes when... tortured I guess).
She curled up against the wall, feeling weak to the stomach. She had not eaten anything since the night before, and now it was well into the evening the next day. She heard the screaming voices of the Death Eaters jeering and calling names to Draco as he had been tortured under the Cruciatus Curse and even some physical beating by the group of four. They all said he was a disgrace, fooling around with a mudblood, lowest of the low for someone such as a Malfoy, all saying the name should be stripped from him.
He tumbled into the room, grunting as he landed on a bunch of bruises, thrown in by one of the Death Eaters. As well as Hermione, his hands and feet had been bound; the cloth covering his eyes had been removed moments before.
The creaking and groaning of the dungeon door shut, leaving Draco and Hermione to themselves in the dark. They couldn’t see a thing, it was no different than having a cloth covering their eyes moments before. It was well into the night, the small windows along the walls were pitch black.
“Mione?” Draco whispered.
“Dr... Draco,” Hermione managed to get out between shaky breaths.
She heard movement, and then she felt something moving up her lower leg. She just assumed it was Draco trying to find his way to her through the darkness. A few moments later, she felt his body pressed slightly against hers.
“I’m so sorry,” he murmured into her ear.
“It’s not your fault,” Hermione said pointedly, just as quiet.
Draco managed to slip the tight binds on his hands and wrists, dropping it onto his lap. He rolled them, the bones cracking in disagreement to the sudden movements after nothing for a day.
“What.. what was that?” Hermione asked warily, her breaths still shaky.
“Don’t worry, it was just me,” Draco responded in a soft, soothing voice.
“What’d you do?”
“Found out how to take my binds off, I can take yours off if you want.”
He felt Hermione shifted, most likely turning around to face him, and she seemed to sit up more. He sat but more as well, pushing up off the ground since he could. He heard slipping, Hermione trying to sit up but unable to do so successfully.
“Need some help?” he couldn’t help but ask in a slight mocking way. He heard Hermione growl. She seemed to try again another few times before giving up.
“However possible you can help, go ahead!” she snapped in an undertone.
She felt Draco’s warm hands and arms run up her arms slowly as he tried to find out what he was touching. Her tensed-up body relaxed automatically, and she let out a sigh at his soft touch. His left hand faltered on her right shoulder as he tried to maneuver it so he could go down Hermione’s side. He found her waist, and he lightly, yet with a strong pull, lifted Hermione into a sitting position.
He mumbled something and his hand found her arms again. They ran down her arms again, and he found the binds. He loosened them enough to slip off Hermione’s wrists, but not so much that she wouldn’t be able to put them back on and tighten it as if nothing was out of the ordinary. He dropped it onto her lap so she could find it later. Hermione angled her body slightly more towards the outline of Draco a bit more. She would’ve moved her body completely, but she was in to much pain as it was.
She scooted forwards more, now completely pressed up into Draco. One of his arms somehow had been able to squeeze in between her and the wall and it wrapped around her back. He managed to find her lips and they had a long, soft yet passionate kiss.
After Hermione pulled away, she rested her head on his chest, and one of her arms around the middle of his back. Draco held her close, fearful of all the possible things that could take her away from him. He felt Hermione’s light breathing upon his body, and it calmed and relaxed him slightly, enough to fall asleep.

ahhh.....1st to post...Draco...so caring....so strong...*goes back for more polyjuice potion*

Lol :P
-bites back what ish was about to say-
I'll post... tomorrow.
Just a warning, 3 more chapters left. Next one (24), is 3rd-to-last chapter of this entire... dramione 'series' (well, this story I guess)

oh...saddness
 

:no: tear drops...don't let it end...*runs into room and cries*...only three more chapters...but it is soooo good!!! PAMS!!!

aww I loved it!! So sweet!! Cant wait 4 more!!! *GASPS* only 3 more chapters left!!!???????? OMG Sarah, plez write another FF to follow this one, plez! *gets down on knees and begs Sarah* plez!! PAMS!! PAMSOiD!!

Oh Sarah your such a meanie i hope by at least in this series that you ment that this is not the last fic for this series but if i know my Sarah she will end it in a way that no one else could end one.
i loved the chapter it was such a good one i mean they were tortured together but yet they were still in love and together in the end, hey that's a chapter title in a way, but that's besides the point i loved the chapter.
-sarah

you'll see my plans within the next... I guess you'll find out in the 26th chapter :) Cause if you haven't figured out the ending, well ya, you'll find out then obviously :P
I would've posted earlier but I had stuff to do at school cause of Leadership and yet another storm came this way and I walked home in pouring rain (I like pouring rain but it's impossible to brush me hair after it gets wet... and it's poofed up frizzy)
Next post'll be the next chapter

Chapter 24: Plans
 

and I MIGHT have another f.f if ideas actually come, but... ya, I can't say without giving the whole ending away.
I MIGHt post the chapter after this (actually, I will. I'll wait for a response and then post it cause I love the ending to the chapter, and this is the thirs-to-last, so next chapter'll be the chapter before it all ends for this F.F)
Anyways, here's the next chapter. It's in Harry's POV btw

Chapter 24
Plans

Harry had just managed to calm Dezi enough to get her to fall asleep. It might’ve taken over an hour, but it was worth it now. He had managed to group together the members of the Order and some of the previous D.A that weren’t official members.
“Ok, it looks like Hermione and Malfoy were taken to who knows where...” Harry stated once he sat down in the kitchen where everyone else was waiting for him.
“And you want us to find them?” Ron interrupted bluntly.
“We all look for them,” Harry nearly snarled. He was getting really sick of Ron’s attitude, he had put up with it for long enough. His friend was starting to toy with his final straw.
Ron looked taken aback, but didn’t responded; smart on his account.
“Where can we look?”
“Dungeons.”
The Order and previous D.A turned to the kitchen and saw Dezi standing by the open door, eyes a bright, pale sky blue.
“Why do you say that?” Harry pushed.
“Daddy talk about Malfoy Manor... in manor, there dungeons,” Dezi responded simply.
Harry didn’t know how to respond to that. It seemed like he didn’t give the four year old enough credit for her intelligence. Of course, she was related to Hermione and Draco, always top students in their year at Hogwarts.
“What’re you doing up?” he asked carefully.
“Hear talking.”
“You should go sleep though.”
“Why?”
“You... can... sleep in... for as long as you want,” Harry offered. He really didn’t know how to persuade a toddler to fall asleep. Dezi just stood where she was, not moving or saying anything. “Well I guess we can’t go to Fred and George’s shop for the rest of the week then...”
At that, Dezi ran off, running up the stairs quietly, and there was no noise. Fred and George were laughing.
“Found another advantage to the shop, eh, Harry?” Fred cracked.
“Another?” Harry asked, pretending he didn’t know any other reasons. Fred and George kept laughing.
“Anyways, she does seem to have a good point,” Harry started, trying to talk over Fred and George’s laughter, which was now dying.
“Yeah, the flower girl does have a valid point,” Mr. Weasley commented. He still didn’t know Dezi’s name, let alone who her parents were.
“So we can start there then,” Harry answered.
“Yeah!” the whole group exclaimed.
“And where is the Malfoy Manor?”
“Wiltshire,” Mr. Weasley responded automatically.
“Ok, so what’s our plan?”
Everyone was silent.
“Well, there were only four Death Eaters there, so we would probably only need eight to twelve people,” Harry pointed out slowly.
“But there could be more,” Ron stated.
Harry scowled.
“Ok, do we have at least eleven other volunteers?” Harry asked the group.
About five people raised their hands.
“Ok, do we have six other volunteers?” he tried again.
No hands went up.
“Oh, come on people!” Harry snapped. “We’re saving Hermione mainly, aren’t you aware of that?”
“But we’d also be saving Malfoy,” Ron spat.
“You didn’t even offer to help at all, Ron, so don’t start saying ‘we’ when you aren’t even part of this,” Harry retorted angrily. Ron just plucked the last straw of Harry’s.
With Harry saying that, he got ten other volunteers.
“Ok, well we’ve got about sixteen people, so we should be fine now.”
Some people in the large mass in the kitchen chuckled.
“So we can Apparate there, those of you who have Invisibility Cloaks use them, and we can just Apparate outside the Malfoy Manor,” Harry said. “I’ll work out a plan... on the way there.” He still got sick at the feeling of Apparition.
The group of people who volunteered shrugged. With a series of pops, they were all gone. Harry Disapparated after he saw his whole group leave, and he ended up in the front of them.
“So, our bright, young leader, what is your plan?”
Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. He didn’t see Fred and George volunteer.
“Well does anyone have an Invisibility Cloak other than me?”
Three people raised their hands; Neville, Luna and Dean. It didn’t surprise Harry all that much that they of all people would have one.
“Ok, slip them on when we go inside, and while the rest of you guide the way, we’ll follow from behind and slip beyond the Death Eaters you all will be battling...”
“Just cause some of us can’t exactly afford or don’t want an Invisibility Cloak...”
“It doesn’t mean we should be punished for it!” George finished for his twin.
“Well you volunteered to help, you were never assigned anything,” Harry shot back at them. “Now, any questions?”
No one said a word.
“Ok, let’s go then.”
The group of 11 people without Invisibility Cloaks got in front of Neville, Luna, Dean and Harry, who were putting on their cloaks.
“Ready?” Fred and George whispered.
“Yeah,” Harry said from under the invisibility cloak.
The twins and a few other volunteers slowly opened the large, creaking oak doors of Malfoy Manor.

Sarah Breaks her own Rule: Chapter 25, Fear
 

Ok fine, I'll post now because I can't hold in the anticipation! -breaks own rule which is somewhat pathetic-
Here you go, now I swear not to post the next chapter for a day at LEAST... well I'll see what I can do :P Since I've been posting a lot, I'll try to stay away from the site all together until I feel it's right to post... that way I won't post the ending quickly and that way it'll be a surprise post time... (and when I want to post, I'll be checking for comments before posting, since I don't wanna break my own rule again).
Enjoy this chapter, I know you will ;)
Sarah
P.S: You might've noticed the change in colour :P Just felt like it...

Chapter 25
Fear

Draco and Hermione woke up the next morning, having fallen asleep cuddled together. The light entering the windows was their alarm. The Death Eaters didn’t come for the next while, but just in case, they both put each other’s binds back on. About an hour after they did so, both were dragged out of the dungeon by a Death Eater, gags put into their mouths.
“The look suits you, Granger,” the Death Eater sneered down at Hermione, who was on the ground with Draco. “Should’ve been done long ago.”
Draco swung his legs around, since they were bound, and tripped the Death Eater. They fell to the ground with a hard, solid thump on the stone.
“You’ll pay for that one, Malfoy,” the Death Eater grunted threateningly.
Draco just smirked. He got pulled viciously by the Death Eater, following suit with doing the same to Hermione. They were brought up some stairs, unwillingly hovered up each flight (Draco started hating the manor because of all the stairs by the third flight of being levitated). They were brought to the main floor and thrown into a room, one Death Eater watching over Hermione and one over Draco, since they knew of the attack being laid upon the manor.
The Death Eater that dragged the two left the room, slamming the door behind themselves. They four of them were in silence, the only movement being the wands of the Death Eaters being taken out and pointed at Hermione and Draco.
After a long while, the door started to creak open. One of the Death Eaters flicked their wand at the door, and an Invisibility Cloak was flung into the air. Standing at the door was Neville Longbottom, the last Draco and Hermione wanted to see.
He screamed and ran, grabbing his Invisibility Cloak at the same time. He ran to another room, leaving the Death Eaters cackling as they slammed the door shut.
Not even a moment later, the door opened again, creaking and groaning slowly. Another Invisibility Cloak was flung off, and ‘Loony’ Luna Lovegood was standing at the doorway. Before she could even raise her wand, she was flung out of the doorway and into the next room three hallways down. The door slammed shut again, leaving the Death Eaters still cackling.
The four were waiting for the next victim to show up. A few minutes after Luna was flung out, the door creaked open again. A third Invisibility Cloak was flung off, and Dean Thomas was found standing at the doorway.
“Where’s Harry?” Hermione tried to say through her gag, but it came out ‘air ’air’rr’rry’.
Dean seemed confused for a moment, but it was a moment to long. He too was sent flying to his doom along with Luna. The door slammed shut again, and the Death Eaters were cackling madly, wands back at Draco and Hermione. They all waited at least half an hour and nothing happened.
Bam! Boom! Crack!
The wall in front of them collapsed and fell to the floor below. Debris hit Hermione, scratching her face, and a few cuts appeared on Draco’s, but the Death Eaters were guarded by their masks. Behind the wall stood Harry and thirteen other members of the Order and previous D.A.
“You can’t beat us,” Harry said smoothly. “You’re outnumbered by at 11.”
The Death Eaters seemed to have rid of at least four group-members with one spell from each of them.
“Make that 7...” Harry mumbled under his breath, rolling his eyes.
“You fools, you can’t beat us. We’re stronger, better, more powerful.”
“Think again,” Harry retorted with a cold edge.
The Death Eater that guarded Hermione stuck their wand into her throat, causing her to gag momentarily as she was thrust to her right, side pressed up against Draco’s. The group’s eyes widened briefly.
“You wouldn’t...” someone said in the group.
“We would,” the second Death Eater said as they jabbed the wand into Draco’s throat. He gagged momentarily as well.
For once in his life, Harry saw a bit of fear shining in Draco’s eyes. Harry looked to Hermione and saw her eyes watering in a deeper fear.
“You walk away, and nothing happens to these two.”
Harry clenched his jaw and looked at the group. They looked just as shell-shocked as he was.
“If we attack?”
“They die.”

DUN DUN DUHHHHHHH...
I leave you all hanging at that. Will they die? Will they be saved and survive at the last possible second? Why am I asking all these questions?
All will be revealed... I'll try to stay away for at least a day, preferably two :)
Your authour truly,
Sarah

Ahhhh!!!!!!! SARAH!!!! That cliffie was most bogus! But please don't go away! PAMS!

bogue as in mean or bogus as in pointless? :)
It's like, 7am here and I'm on the computer... wow! :P (had a morning shower at like, 6 and I've always wanted to get on the computer early in the morning).
I'll post the next chapter tomorrow, or if I'm in an ebil mood, the day after :D Who knows when I'll post... even I dunno when I'll post! It'll be a surprise post I guess...
Sarah

wow wow wow my dear sarah that was not even cool i hope that you post the next chapter like three days away get more readers post more later not now or tomorrow wait and get more readers that want to read and get it really popular.

Ya, well even with supplying the link to the original/first f.f, I've gotten a few new people but none for awhile... :P (not saying I don't appreciate everyone here! Just saying new people are always fun as well).
I'm keeping myself busy with my other f.f Fallen (I can say right now that it'll be LONG! :) I'm on like, chapter 18 and it's not even at the Yule Ball yet :lol:)
But ya, I'm planning on leaving the last chapter here for awhile to see if I get at least one new person...
I just gotta say, I probably won't continue this as a series, since I'd... it's hard to explain, but if there is another... it'd be a long while until its posted. I'll explain why when I post the last chapter of this f.f, since I'll probably have a better explaination by then :D Long wait, long time to think of explaination
Til then... -goes to MS Word and types away-
Sarah

OMG LOVED it!! cant wait 4 the next chapter!!! I wish u'd write another story after this 1 !!! PAMS!! PAMSOiD!!!

It's been so long since I've taken more than one day to update one of my bigger f.fs... :gasp: It's soooo hard for me man! Specially considering I have it all done and everything!
-forces to promise self to stay away from thread as much as possible for next few days-

Good keep your promise i will advertise your FF this one so you can have more readers.! okay okay well i hope you have a good time and DONT POST YET!
-sarah

Oh I'll hold back :) And thanx for advertising (I have a link for the first .f if you wanna link here instead of to the first one and ya).
-never knew how hard it can be to hold off posting-
Ya, I'm off so I don't decide to break my own promise...
Be around later :P
Sarah

I wanna read the last chapter!! Post more soon!!

Can you do me a favor? Check out my fanfic? Spinning in Slow Motion
<3Jenn

Yay! My sig is up...
Might change the colour tho (the magenta, if only there was a better colour that kinda stands out). Couldn't decide with the images... I gotta credit them still (4got to add! OMG... -goes to do that-)
I promise to post when I get at least one new reader :)
And of course -goes to check out Spinnning in Slow Motion-

Ok, I couldn't resist, I'm not posting the chapter, but here's a little teaser (if that's the right word, I"ve obviously never done a foreshadowing-like thing so I think it's a teaser but I'm not sure myself) :P

He was considering using the killing curse on both, but he would have to decide who he would rather save...

Find out who 'he' decides to save... Or if 'he' saves them at all...
You'll find out when I see one new reader! (and if it has been nearly three weeks and no new readers, I'll post. Three weeks and that's it, it's long, but I don't want this f.f to go 'Inactive' on its last chapter... so three weeks MAX! I'll see if I hold out that long tho)
Anyways ya, just thought I could give a part of the chapter, and I never realized how difficult it was to give a teaser and not give away all that much... of course its hard for me cause the chapter itself is hard to find a sentence that has a full sentence that doesn't give away anything that happens in the end.

P.S: Ok, I've decided I MIGHT do another f.f after this one ends. I randomly got an idea for it (seriously, it WAS random! It just popped into my head, so I'll see if it goes anywhere)...

yay we might get a new FF after this one!! yay!! *hugs twin* lol

"knock knock heard off somewhere" * jumps in* I am back and feeling GREAT! sorry I havn't posted, I got really sick and then came all these tests becuase marking period was almost over. Awesome posts! All of them but I cant stand them being tortured!
*runs off to go check out fallen* PAMS!

depends on if it would work out or not... (for a possible continuation). It all depends on how it goes I guess :) I'm not making any promises on another f.f tho, just saying it might happen :D
Anyways, ya, couldn't help but post that teaser, and trust me, it was impossible to find a good sentence that didn't give away anything :P I cut that one in half cause of it, but ya... I could've added names but then it would've been like, way to obvious *stops with itty-bitty hints and shtuffs*
I post in no more than three weeks depending on if I get another new reader or not or sumthin...
Sarah

Yay, been awhile since I've seen ya post half_blood_princess :P Nice to see you back, and it's good to hear you're feeling better

New Reader. God! this is like the most awsome story ever i just can't belive it and it's making me like Dr/H stuff gosh.. u really do write well to make a person that never event thougth about Draco and Hermione ever beeing togheter...and now.. think about that and Really like it!!!you can really change someone's perception of things loool u are just too awsome :worship:
I'm sad it's almost over... :cry: but i'm happy that i got to post before it's over:D well anyhow! i can't wait for the rest of it

Yay, new reader! That means...
LAST CHAPTER TO THIS F.F IS COMING! ZOMG! :P
Ya, I'll post it tomorrow afternoon most likely (more ppl will be on then, and I don't feel like it at the moment).

But wow, thanx Juliana_Potter :P
:)Thanx:)

A video on youtube totally changed my perception of them... mainly cause I wasn't big into HP back then and didn't think of 'ships' back then anyways... and seeing D/Hr at first was crazy, then I loved it! Got into this, it's so much fun to write Dramione (unless of course you get stuck...)
You live in Canada, eh? :P (I love doing that... lived in the States for 3 years, back in Canada). Which provience? (if you don't mind me asking of course :) I'm in B.C right now, used to live in Ontario. Started in B.C, moved to Ontario, went to Washington State in U.S for three years, and two years ago now I moved back to B.C. Crazy...)

Ya, I'd like to say 'tomorrow' is technically two minutes for me here, so ya, just saying :)

BTW, at this time of night, I ramble... MUCH MORE :P
Yeah, I'm bored, it's 'tomorrow' technically... I'll post the last chapter... NOW! Next post cause I already have this prewritten message I just finished and it'd be weird to have this and that in there.
Next post=next/last chapter

gosh, if anyone wants me to change the blue to a different colour cause they can't read it, I'll do it :) (it's just my vision tho, like I said, astigmatism :) it really affects some of my reading, and that blue didn't help to much).
So I don't mind changing it to a different colour, but I'm not unless you want me too cause it's just my sight problems and I don't need to read the chapter (I read it at least 5 times, LONG before ever posting it...) :P Just post and I'll change the colour to Dark Green or sumthin (just trying to get the chapter to stand out a bit more with the blue but I don't mind changing it cause it's like, to stand-outish)

So ya, comments? :)