A Dramione FanFiction

Chapter Twenty

I scanned the Great Hall the minute we entered. Hoping for a glimpse of that brown bushy hair. I searched every corner. She was nowhere to be seen.

It wasn't really a surprise. I sat down with a thud in my usual place at the Slytherin table.

"You alright mate?" Blaise asked, sitting next to me.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I asked, rather rudely.

"No need to bite my head off." He replied in a huff and turned away to talk to Millicent. I let out a loud sigh and looked over to the Gryffindor table. I don't know what I was expecting to see anyway. She was clearly not here… and even if she was, why would she be interested in being with me anyway? I was pretty sure Theo had ruined any chance of me converting her to Slytherin. I took one last look at the Gryffindor table. My eyes scanned up the long pews.

My heart skipped a beat.

There she was.

In her usual seat.

Directly across from me.

A discreet smile on her face.

I couldn't help but burst into a huge smile like an idiot. She let out a huge laugh at my stupidity. I could feel myself blush as Harry looked over to give me a disapproving look.

Who would have thought I, a Malfoy, would be blushing because of a Muggle Born…

Wait… Did I just think Muggle Born?

I snorted into my food at the thought.

As our meal was finished the Hall began to empty. I procrastinated as much as possible, but was finding it hard to make excuses to stay. Eventually there were only a few of us left.

"You coming?" Blaise asked.

"Uh, I'm – "

I looked around the room and saw Hermione dallying around the entrance by herself. My eyes lingered longer than necessary.

Blaise gave me a knowing look.

"Completely understand mate. See ya later on." He gave me a wink and turned to leave with Astoria.

I stood there awkwardly. Should I be the one to approach her? I rubbed my sweaty palms discreetly on my pants and took a deep breath before beginning to walk towards her.

"Granger! What are you doing skulking around here?" I called out in my harshest voice as I took great strides towards her. Her face snapped around to stare at me, her mouth open with shock. I moved closer to her, doing my best intimidation act. I was so close I could feel the heat emitting from her body.

"How dare you talk to me like that? Don't you know who I am? Father shall here of this!" She replied with mock horror, a smirk playing across her face.

"What? Mocking me now Granger? How original." I said sarcastically. Hermione fell into a fit of giggles.

"Want to come for a walk?" She asked as she recovered. I looked at her face; it was flushed from laughter, her smile wide.

"As if I could say no to that face." I replied quietly.

Hermione took my hand and led me outside to the lake. As we approached, Hermione dropped my hand and walked to the waters edge. I stood behind her a little way, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. I still wasn't 100% sure where I stood. I mean, this was all positive stuff, but it could just lead to her saying "You're really sweet, but I'm going to have to say no. I'm in love with a great big fat headed ranga."

Hermione turned around to face me.

"I never said thank you for that night." She said shyly.

"I did what anyone would do in that situation." I said briskly.

"I know, but you didn't need to never leave my side. If I was you, I would have left me to my fate."

I took a step closer to her.

"No one deserves a fate like that." I said, taking her hands in mine.

"Draco, I understand if you don't want –"

I silenced her, by placing a finger to her lip.

"Hermione, if I wasn't interested do you think I'd be here?" I asked.

"But what if you're – "

I quietened her again.

"This isn't some cruel prank, I'm not going to leave you for Pansy Parkinson and I am definitely never ever letting some other man have you."

Hermione blushed. I took her face in my hands, making her look me in the eye.

"What do I have to do to make you realise I am hopelessly and utterly in love with you?"

Hermione smiled playfully.

"Draco are you saying you're in love with me? Me? A common muggle born, with no title or connections?" She asked with a giggle.

"I know right? I think you may have bewitched me." I said with an eye roll. Hermione placed her hands around my neck.

"I've missed you." She said in a whisper as she moved her lips to mine, placing the softest of kisses upon them. I kept my eyes shut as she pulled back.

"What are you doing?" she asked in my ear.

"I don't want to loose this moment is all. I am memorising it, so in years to come when I'm old and senile I can remember the beauty of this simple moment."

I kissed her forehead and linked my hand in hers.

"Come on," She said with a smile, "I've got a lot of convincing to do to Harry and Ron."

"Ugh, don't tell me I have to start being nice to Pothead and Weasel."

Hermione hit my chest.


I laughed.

"I guess that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. Come on, race you there."

So with misty breath we raced to the castle. For the first time in my life a feeling of peace came over me, because I knew as long as I had Hermione by my side, everything would be ok.


To Dear Mong,

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You have enriched my life and I thank you for introducing me to fanfiction.

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