So here's the last chapter of True Love's Mask.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the plot that also came from Charmed, which gave me the idea for this story.
Wrecked- Buffy The Vampire Slayer season 6
"Harry, who could it be?" Ron asked as they both walked out of the infirmary.
"I don't know, but I'd like to find out."
"What was she doing snogging someone anyways?" Ron asked angrily. "Nothing good comes from people who go around snogging all the time." Harry frowned at his friend, knowing that Ron was jealous.
"Mr. Potter!" Harry and Ron stopped and watched as McGonagall followed behind them.
"Professor?" Harry asked.
"I don't know if this will help you." She said coming up to them. "But Miss Granger recently came to me asking about a certain apple that showed her something."
"You mean the one she ate?" Ron asked.
"No, Mr. Weasley a different one."
"You're not talking about the one that has a missing skin in it are you?" Harry asked her.
"Yes I am, Mr. Potter."
"And what did this apple tell her?" Ron asked curiously.
"This apple peel showed her true love's first initial."
"And how did it do that?" Harry said.
"At the festival. It's older magic. Very simply done. First you fill your thoughts only of love and blow on the apple peel and drop it into water. The peel will form the shape of your true love's first initial." McGonagall stated.
"Wicked." Ron smiled.
"Yes, and it seemed to have Miss Granger on edge." Harry and Ron exchanged a look. "I don't think she liked the answer it gave her."
"Hermione never told us anything about this." Ron said, looking hurt.
"What letter did it form?" Harry asked.
"I'm not sure, Mr. Potter. But if you want, Miss Lovegood was in charge of that in the festival. You can ask her." McGonagall turned to leave. "Good luck boys." She said not turning back to look at them.
"Aright," Harry looked at Ron. "Let's find Luna."
Luna wasn't too hard to find. She had been standing in the middle of a hallway looking up at the roof of the ceiling. "Luna?" Harry asked, hoping not to startle her. Luna smiled.
"Luna, Ron and I have a question." Luna looked at him.
"The other day at the festival what form of letter did Hermione's apple peel make?" Luna thought back.
"I'm pretty sure it was a D." She said in her soft voice.
"Pretty sure?" Ron looked at Harry then back at Luna. "We can't go off of a pretty sure."
"But it's a start." Harry grabbed Ron's wrist. "Thanks Luna," He pulled him away from her.
"Anytime, Harry!" Luna waved them off.
"You're going off of a guess?" Ron asked him.
"We have to start somewhere." He stopped Ron. "Okay think. Whose name starts with a D?"
"Dumbledore." Ron stated proudly being able to think of one so fast.
"Okay, fine, but how about somebody that Hermione's true love could be!" Ron frowned.
"Yes, let's find this bloody bastard."
"Ron, this is no time to get jealous."
"You know how I feel about her, Harry!" Ron exclaimed.
"Alright, than you would be helping me think of names!" Harry yelled back, not wanting to waste anymore time.
"Okay, how about…"
"Don't say a Death Eater." Harry shook his head.
"I wasn't! What about Dean Thomas?" Harry considered this.
"Maybe, everyone is still in the Great Hall for lunch."
"Then let's check there." Ron and Harry ran off to the Great Hall. Once they got in there they spotted Dean sitting with Neville, Ginny, Seamus, George, and Fred. They both ran over to them. "Dean!" Ron yelled. Dean looked up to see them coming.
"Hey guys, what's up?"
"Did you kiss Hermione?" Ron grabbed him by the collar.
"Whoa man!" He said, trying to get out of Ron's grip. "Take it easy!"
"Ron," Harry pulled him back. "Dean did you or did you not?"
"Not," Dean shook his head. "I swear." Harry and Ron exchanged a look.
"I don't believe him." Ron said angrily, crossing his arms.
"Damnit!" Harry slammed his hand down on the table. "We need to find someone here whose name starts with a D."
"Hey Harry," George piped up.
"Did you ever think," Fred chimed in after him.
"That the choice you didn't think could be true,"
"Was the one?" Fred finished.
"Dumbledore?" Ron asked in horror.
"No!" Fred and George threw pieces of bread at him.
"Look harder." Fred smirked. Ron's eyes scanned the people in the Great Hall.
"I don't know. There are too many people."
"I know," Harry stated staring down somebody. His hands went into a fist.
"Who?" Ron asked.
"Him." Harry nodded towards the Slytherin table. Ron squinted his eyes.
"Malfoy, of course!" George said.
"No bloody way!" Ron shot at his brother. "Hermione would never touch him!"
"You'd be surprised." Ginny said. Harry looked at her and she quickly looked down at her plate of food.
"He probably poisoned her too!" Ron threw in. "So it probably would have been easier to kill her! Well, I'll kill him!" Harry grabbed Ron by the shoulder before he could walk over to Malfoy.
"I'm mad too, Ron. But we can't jump to conclusions that Malfoy did this."
"Why not? You heard Snape! If anyone ever did that potion they would be in serious consequences. Let him take the blame!" Harry shook his head.
"We just need to see if he kissed her first."
"I'll kill him." Ron cracked his knuckles.
"No time for that." Harry walked around to the Slytherin table and stopped in front of his group of friends.
"What do you want, Potter?" Malfoy spat at him.
"I need to talk to you." Harry said seriously.
"Oh yeah? About what?" Malfoy asked sarcastically.
"It has to do with a certain peel." Malfoy stared at him.
"Come again, Potter?"
"If you want me to just say it in front of everybody!"
"Hey!" Malfoy stood up from the table. "Come with me." He told Harry. Ron stood by the entrance in to the Great Hall. Once Malfoy and Harry got up there Ron quickly grabbed Malfoy by the collar and spun them around so they ended up outside on the wall that was next to the Great Hall. Ron pressed Malfoy's back into the wall.
"You little shit!" Ron yelled. Harry watched them, unsure if he should stop Ron in case this was the only way to make Malfoy talk. "You kissed Hermione!"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Weasel." Ron pushed Malfoy back harder.
"Bloody liar!" Malfoy shoved him back.
"Get off of me!"
"Tell us the truth!" Ron grabbed his wand from his pocket and stuck it up to Malfoy's neck. "Did you kiss Hermione and then poison her? Yes or no?" Ron shouted.
"What?" Malfoy asked defensively. "I didn't poison anybody!" Ron jutted the wand into Malfoy's neck. "Alright! We kissed!" Ron lowered his wand. "But in my defense- oof!" Malfoy fell to the floor as Ron punched him in the stomach.
"Ron!" Harry said pulling him away from Malfoy.
"You heard what that pussy said! Are you going to sit there and cry all day Malfoy or get up and fight me!" Ron yelled at him.
"Ron!" Harry yelled to quiet him down. "Why did you kiss her, Malfoy?" Malfoy quickly got to his feet.
"She kissed me first, alright! She grabbed me and kissed me!"
"Hermione would never do that!" Ron yelled defensively.
"She obviously felt that I was her true love." Malfoy smirked.
"How do you know about the apple peel?" Harry asked him.
"I was there with her." Ron glared at him.
"Well then you heard?"
"Heard what, Potter?" Malfoy asked clearly growing impatient.
"That she was poisoned." Ron threw in.
"Yeah, what does that have to do with me?" He shot at them.
"You kissed her last Malfoy, the only way she'll live is if you kiss her again!"
"No!" He yelled at them. "I don't give a bloody damn what happens to that mud blood!"
"Don't call her that!" Ron said, shoving him back against the wall.
"I don't want to kiss her! Ever. Again." He glared at the both of them.
"Neither do I but you have to or she'll die!" Ron yelled at him. "Come on." Ron grabbed one side of Malfoy's robe and Harry grabbed the other.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let me go!" Malfoy protested.
"Not until you kiss Hermione." Harry told Malfoy as they dragged him to the infirmary. Once they got there they shoved Malfoy to the bed an unconscious Hermione occupied. He stared down at her.
"Well get it over with. Don't have all day." Ron said impatiently.
"When exactly did you two even kiss?" Harry asked him.
"After Snape let us go from holding us after class." He said still staring down at Hermione. Harry looked over at Ron.
"Where are we going?" Ron said, not wanting to leave Malfoy with Hermione.
"I think I know who poisoned her." Malfoy looked at them. "And you. If we don't come back and she's not awake. They'll be hell to pay." Harry pulled Ron out of the room. Malfoy looked back down at Hermione. He felt disgusted to even think about kissing her again. But something did change when she kissed him. He truly did care enough to not have her die though.
He breathed in and looked around the room. No one was there. He just had to think about the first time they both really connected without knowing who the other was. He slowly made his way down to Hermione's lips and hovered above them. Just close your eyes Draco, and this will all be over soon. He did exactly what he told himself and finally closed the gap between him and Hermione.
But this time he felt something. Not like the last time, that was too unexpected and forced. This was almost natural. Not considering that one of them was unconscious. Hermione's eyes slowly fluttered open as Draco held his lips to hers. Finally he pulled back, a grin almost appearing on his face. Hermione squeezed her eyes shut and reopened them. But when she did Malfoy was already out the door.
"Miss Granger!" Madam Pomfrey came out from a room and ran over to her. "But how?"
"The Poisoned Kiss potion someone slipped in your apple." Madam Pomfrey picked it up.
"Pansy," Hermione spat.
"Parkinson?" Madam Pomfrey asked shocked.
"Yes, excuse me but I have to go." Hermione got up from her bed and ran out of the infirmary.
Draco Malfoy made his way down the corridor from just leaving the infirmary. After what had just happened with that kiss he needed time to think. "Malfoy!" He rolled his eyes. Didn't girls ever get the hint about leaving guys alone when they walk away? He kept on going. "Draco." He stopped. He heard footsteps as Hermione came up from behind him. "Thank you." She said softly. He turned around to face her.
"Yeah," He shrugged.
"I'm sorry for jumping on you like that. We would have never been in this position if I kissed you."
"It's okay." He was giving in to her. What was happening to him? Hermione smiled at him.
"You're like my prince in shining armor."
"What?" He asked. Hermione slowly approached him and leaned over to kiss his cheek. She quickly pulled back and blushed
"I just wanted to let you know how thankful I am. That's the second time you saved my life." He gave her a small smile. Hermione smiled back at him and turned around.
"Wait!" He stopped her.
"Yeah?" She asked. He didn't know what he was doing but something told him to reach out and grab her hand like the first time at the festival. They stared into each other's eyes. Hermione finally broke off the gaze and he dropped her hand.
"The offer is still up." Draco said.
"What?" Hermione asked, confused.
"To buy you a drink… Hermione." A slow smiled spread across Hermione's face.
"Yeah." He grabbed her hand again as they slowly made there way together through the halls. Not caring who was watching.
To Hermione's surprise, the apple peel was right. Even if it came in the form of a Slytherin. She had finally revealed her true love's mask.
Thanks for reading, this story was definitely more of a sweet one, I guess. My next one is probably more serious. I've done a good couple of chapters but I'm not going to post it until I've gotten a good dent in it. I'll probably post it in hopefully less than two weeks. I have finals coming up so I might wait till after that, which are next week following on Monday and Tuesday. Anyways please let me know your final thoughts, I would very much appreciate it.