I'm back for chapter 11! Yeah! I know the last few chapters have been kinda heavy, but it'll get better. I promise. It can only get better after this right? Well, on to the story.

Disclaimer: Yeah, I know, I don't own Harry Potter. Stop asking! Gosh do you really have to rub it in?

"Are you ready Hermione?" Draco asked, after a while.

Hermione nodded and turned to the gargoyles blocking entrance to Dumbledore's office. Standing there, draped in a purple robe, was Dumbledore.

"Headmaster! Sir, Travis… Hermione was…" Draco fumbled his words, not knowing where to begin with the terrible story.

"Don't worry Mr. Malfoy. The monk in the portrait of Kissington lane just came in and told me what he saw. Hermione, please follow me. Draco, will you please bring Mr. Selestus with you to my office?"

Dumbledore turned and led the young adults up the spiraling staircase, and into his office. Hermione sat down in a comfortable chair, and grabbed Draco's hand as sat next to her.

"Now I know this has been very traumatic to the both of you, so I will not ask you what has happened. I can only apologize for not realizing the danger that Mr. Selestus presented." The headmaster began.

"No, Professor Dumbledore. Please, it was my fault. I let him get close; I let him do this to me. I am sorry for all of this. If only I had been paying better attention." Hermione began.

"It's okay Hermione. It's no one's fault. Well, Travis' for sure." said Draco, as he cradled Hermione close. "I'm sorry professor, but may I take Hermione back to our room? I think she just needs to rest."

"Of course. Come to me if you need anything. My door is always open." Dumbledore said as the couple left the office.

Draco took hold of Hermione's hand, and led her through the hallways to their room. When Draco opened the door he saw all of his party attendees sitting around, waiting for their appearance.

"We just wanted to make sure you were okay." said Harry, upon seeing Draco's surprised face.

Hermione looked up at the faces surrounding the room. She could see their emotions, and knew that every person in that cared for her for one reason or another. Except Rebecca, who seemed to busy examining her nails to look at Hermione.

"Thank you all for being here. You have no idea how much it means to me." She said to everyone.

"Now, if you'll all excuse us, I must be getting my wife to bed." said Draco with a pointed look.

The other attendants stood up and made their way to the exit, wishing the two good nights. Hermione smiled at them all, and curled into Draco's embrace. She watched the last person leave, and sunk against his chest.

"I'm so tired Draco." She said.

"I know honey. Let's get to bed." He said, as he guided her to their room.

Draco made sure that Hermione was changed into warm pajamas before he lay her down. As he climbed into bed next to her, Hermione crept closer to him, until their bodies lay flush. She looked up at him, smiled, and fell asleep against his chest.

The next morning Hermione found herself waking up in the arms of Draco, and feeling the most secure she had felt in a long time. She stared up into his face, and marveled at his beauty. Hermione would be the first person to admit that Draco was attractive, but she had never seen him this vulnerable before. She smiled as she thought of Draco Malfoy vulnerable.

"Hey! Good morning." Draco whispered.

"Good morning." She replied.

"How are you feeling today?" he asked.

"Better. We better get out of bed, or we are going to be late."

"Love, don't you remember? We have the day off."

"Oh yeah." Hermione said, looking crestfallen.

She stood up, and pulled the blankets with her. She wrapped herself in one and left the rest on the ground. She walked through the rooms to stand in front of the bay window. She looked out at the grounds and gasped. The whole country side had been changed. Everything was bright white, the snow blanketing everything in sight. Hermione smiled at the beautiful sight, and leaned into Draco. He had come to stand behind her, and wrapped his arms round her chest.

"Do you want to go out there?" he asked.

"Oh, would you? Draco please can we? I promise I won't tell anyone." She begged.

Draco looked at her and smiled. He slowly nodded his head, and Hermione squealed her pleasure. She raced to the bathroom to take a hot shower before getting dressed in her warmest clothes.

"Draco lets go! Before all the snow melts." Hermione called.

Draco walked out of the bedroom, and Hermione couldn't help but giggle at his outfit.

"What is so funny?" asked Draco.

"No, it isn't really funny, It's just that you are so charming. Here you walk out in nice jeans, a black shirt, and that gorgeous slate twill trench. You look like a GQ model or something?"

"GQ? What's that?"

"It's a magazine filled with the hottest men on the planet."

"Oh well, then I fit right in!"

"Ha ha. Let's go. Did you bring your gloves?" Hermione asked.

Draco nodded, and they walked out to the Great Hall, and went I to enjoy a peaceful breakfast.

"Hey 'Mione!" Ron called.

"Good morning guys." Hermione said to everyone as she sat down.

Breakfast went quickly, and as everyone made their way deeper into the school Hermione and Draco walked out to the Grounds.

"So, what do you want to do first?" asked Draco.

"Let's build a snowman!" Hermione said.

So, the young couple piled snow, and soon had a snowman as tall as Draco. Hermione went around and gathered rocks for the face. She diligently put each rock in its place, and stood back to look at her handiwork.

"You know, this is the best looking snowman I've ever seen." Hermione said.

"Snowwoman you mean." Said Draco as he placed two mounds of snow on the snowman's chest.

Hermione laughed, and hit Draco in the shoulder. She ran away as Draco turned to grab her.

"So, what do you want to do now?" asked Draco again.

"This." Said Hermione as she picked up a small amount of snow and threw it at Draco.

The snow hit him square in the chest, and Draco wasted no time in retaliating. Soon they had a full war on their hands. Hermione sat on the ground behind her fort and waited for the best time to attack.

"Give up Hermione. You are toast!" Draco laughed.

"Never!" Hermione shouted over her shoulder.

She felt a barrage of snowballs hit her fort, and sprung up to catch him unaware. She was surprised to not see Draco anywhere. She looked all around and couldn't find him.

"Draco! Get back here you coward!" she yelled.

"I'm right here." He whispered as he tackled her to the ground.

Hermione let out a shriek and let him tackle her. She felt the soft snow beneath her. she reached up and placed her hands on either side of his face.

"You know what the best thing about playing in the snow is Draco?" she asked.

"No, what?" he replied.

"Making snow angels." She said as she pulled him onto the ground next to her.

She slowly started fanning out her arms and legs, creating the image in the snow.

"But the hardest thing to do is get out of it." She continued. "Because, every time you get out by yourself, you leave an elbow dent, or a hand print. It works best when you have someone help."

She reached out her hands, but Draco was already pulling her up. She looked down at the angel.

"Perfect." She said.

"Perfect." He said, looking at her.

"Thank you Draco." She said.

"No problem. I was more than happy to pull you out."

"No, I meant about last night. But I guess you pulled me out of there too."

Her dark eyes met his pale ones, and she took a step closer. His arms circled her, and he hugged her close.

"I don't even want to think about what would have happened if you hadn't shown up when you did." She said into his chest.

"I was so scared when I found you. I was so worried you were hurt. But I am glad I didn't get there any later."

"I am glad you are here now. I never want to think about that night. I just wish I could forget about it."

"I would help you if I could." He said, pulling her closer.

"You can Draco. Kiss me, and make me forget." She whispered into his ear.

He responded by pulling her mouth to his, and laying a beautiful kiss on her lips. She responded, deepening the kiss, and poring all her love and passion into it. He kissed her more passionately than he had ever kissed before..

Hermione pulled back slightly, and pointed to the snowwoman.

"I think we should name her. How about Augustus?" she asked.

Draco tipped his head back and laughed. Hermione pulled his head down and kissed him again.

As husband and wife kissed, snow began to fall gently to the ground. Soon the couple was lost in the perfect swirl of snow.

Okay guys, that's it! Thanks for sticking with it. I know it was a little heavy, but it ended happily. Hope you liked it. Don't forget to Read&Review. It helps me know what you liked, didn't like, wanted. Thank you again.

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