The Stroke of Midnight

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Draco's POV

Present day


"Fuck," I said out loud looking at all the people around me.

How will I ever find her in this sea of people? The next question why in earth would people gather to just watch a ball drop. I mean come on it's just a freaking ball. This is why I'm here in this mess. Then again I was supposed to be here with the one person I loved more than anything. Something happened about a week ago and she won't let me explain. So that's why I'm here looking for her.

"It started with a whisper," the band on stage was singing. How these muggles listened to this I'll never know.

This is going to take forever trying to find her. So I did the next best thing and started texting.

Love please let me explain. At least tell me that you are okay?

No answer! If it wasn't for her then I don't know where I would be today. We've been only been together for a couple of months, but she was my everything. I've loved her for I don't know how long.

Five months ago

"Draco," my mother said walking into my bedroom at the manor. I had been home for a little over a month now. I pretty much stayed in my room reading her book over and over. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," I answered her putting the book on the nightstand. She walked over to the bed and sat down on the bed. "What's wrong mother?"

"Nothing dear," she answered reaching over and picking picking up the book. I adjusted myself so that I could sit beside her. "Where did you get this book?"

"Hermione," I said thinking back to that last night at Hogswart. "We gave each other something to remember each other by the last night we were at Hogswarts."

"So," she said looking over at me with a smile. "That's where your captain's jacket walked off to. I think that was a lovely idea that you both did that. Why the book?"

"Easy," I said with a smile. "That is her favorite book. When I would come in from patrols I would find her sleeping on the couch in the common's room. That book was always laying across her stomach everytime."

"You love her," she said looking over at me and placing her hand on my knee. "So why on earth are you up here in your room. You should be with her and telling her how you feel."

"Yes," I replied looking down at the floor. "I don't know how she feels."

"Really," she said with a small laugh. "You don't know how she feels. She's in love with you too. I could tell back at Christmas when I came to visit."

"How," I said taking a deep breath trying to take in everything she was saying.

"Her eyes," she said looking back at the book. "She couldn't take her eyes off of you when we were all together in the common room. It was also funny to watch the two of you stare at each other when the other wasn't looking."

"That bad," I said with a small laugh.

"Once more," she said clearing her throat. "Why aren't you going after her?"

"Well," I said taking a deep breath trying to form the best answer. "I want her to be happy, cherished, and loved everyday. I don't know if I can give her all that."

"Draco," she said wrapping an arm around me. "Don't be like Heathcliff son. He waited to long, and the girl ended up marrying someone else."

"How," I said shaking my head. How in the world did she know what one part of the book was.

"Easy," she said placing the book back on the nightstand. "Your father almost made the same mistake all those years ago when we were young. Hermione is right about that being her favorite book. That was also my favorite book growing up."

I couldn't help but think about what she had just said. I knew in my heart that Hermione was the only one for me. I needed to do a few things before I told her the truth. First I needed to find a source of income besides my trust fund. Second I needed to find my own place to live.

"If you talk to your friend Blaise," she said breaking me out of my thoughts. "I'm sure that his father could find you a place at his office."

"Thanks," I said leaning over kissing her cheek. She stood up from the bed and walked out of my room.

Present Day


"One hour until midnight," some guy said out loud. Great I'll never find her now. This was going to be our first New Year's together. I had been waiting for this night since the first time I kissed her. Looking down at my phone I noticed that she still hadn't answered me. I should be used to this by now. I mean she hasn't answered any of my calls or texts since Christmas Eve night. I got out her picture and was going to ask around. I couldn't use magic because it just would have caused more probelms.

"Excuse me," I asked the couple in front of me. "Have you seen this girl?"

"I think," the girl said looking at the picture closer. "She is up near the front of this section. Let me ask my boyfriend."

"Ok," I replied as she turned to her boyfriend.

"Danny," I heard her say. Shit this better not be the same asshole from the university. "Have you seen this girl?"

"Yeah up front," he said turning around with a smirk. "Figures you wouldn't be able to keep her. Did she finally realize that you were nothing but scum."

"Shut it," I said taking a step forward pissed off now. "I will hex your ass into the next century. I'm not going to since there are all these people."

"Danny," his girlfriend said getting worried. "Leave Draco alone. You don't know what he can really do?"

"How do you," Danny said looking over at her with a questioning look. Looking closer at the girl I realised that it was Cho from Hogswart. She could do a whole lot better than this ass. At one time she was with Cedric before he past away during our fourth year. Then I heard that she was once linked to Potter during our fifth year.

"Cho," I said and she just nodded her head. I moved closer to her and whispered to her. "You can do a whole lot better than this ass."

She didn't say anything to me at all except nod her head. I looked back over at him and shook my head. The first time that I had ever met that ass was the day I decided to talk to Hermione.

Two months ago

It's been three months since that talk with mother. She was right about me talking to Blaise's dad he hired me right on the spot. I now had a steady job, and my own apartment. I hated to leave mother at the manor alone, but she understood my reasons. I got to the Univesity early this morning just to see if I could see her. I got a lot of stares from people as they walked by. I didn't care as I sat in front of the potions building. I didn't care how long I sat here. I just wanted to see her. I just wanted to talk to her. More importantly I wanted the weight of the world off my shoulders. I was about to give up when I saw her come out of the building. I noticed that she was talking to someone who looked like an ass. I got up and started to walked closer to them.

"No," I heard her say as she was walking away from him. I could tell that she was getting pissed because her ears turned bright red on the ends.

"Oh no," he said grabbing grabbing her arm. Now I was getting pissed because no one put a hand on what was mine."I am so sick of your little games. You have been pulling me along for long enough."

"Let go," she said trying to pull away. I was moving faster than before because I was going to kill this guy. Who did he think he was laying a hand on a woman? More importantly someone close to me.

"I believe," I said right behind him. Looking over his shoulder at her. She looked as if she had just seen a ghost. "I believe that the lady said no."

"Who are you," the guy said turning around and eyeing me. I thought to myself if you only knew who you were dealing with. "Your nothing so bug off."

"Malfoy," she said a little louder and paniced as he was pulling her away. Once she spoke my name the guy stopped cold in his spot.

"Malfoy," he said taking a deep breath and an evil smirk came across my face. I looked over at him and noticed that he was pale white and looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"As in the Malfoy's who were death eaters?" he said almost with a whisper. He still had her in his grasp but the grip wasn't as tight as before.

"Yes," I responded with a evil smirk. I was running as many hex's as I could in my head. Which ones would do the most dangerous? Which ones would have the longest effect? With just that answer he let her go and he went running in the opposite direction. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," she answered me somewhat in shock. She still couldn't believe that I was here. "I can't believe that you are here."

"I am," I said as we started walking away from there. I glanced over at her bag noticed that my jacket was hanging from it. I knew then that I wanted to confess everything to her. "Can we go somewhere and talk? You know somewhere private."

"Sure," she said as we made it to the front of the building next door. "Here we go."

"Figures," I said with a small laugh. "Leave it to you to get the closest dorms to your classes. You always were the early type to class."

"Very funny," she said as she unlocked the door. If we were going to her room then what about her roommate. I ddn't want to confess my feelings to her if there is someone else in there. "Don't worry my roomate is in class until late tonight."

"Ok," I said as she set her bag down. I took a deep breath and knew that I needed to say it now "I made a mistake that last night at Hogswart. I."

"Oh," she said in a disappointed voice. Shit that wasn't supposed to come out like that. She bent down to her bag and pulled the jacket from it. "Here's your jacket back."

"No," I said quickly not taking the jacket. I thought back to what mother said and I didn't want to be like Heathcliff. "That's not what I meant. I read your book and came to a conclusion that I was very much like Heathcliff."

"You're not," she said confused.

"Yes," I said moving a little closer to her. Here goes nothing. "I ran away before I could tell you my feelings. Hermione I have fallen in love with you. I don't know how or when. All I know is that I love you. Please tell me that I am not to late."

"Draco," she said as a tear fell down my cheek. I moved just a little closer so that I could wipe the tear off of her face. "You are not late."

"Good," I said before attacking her lips. They were so soft and silent at first. I guess that I had taken her by surprise, because I could her arms snaking around my waist. After a couple of minutes we both came up for air. I could feel the weight being lifted off of my shoulders."I love you Hermione."

"I love you too," she told me smiling. We both fell onto the couch and stayed there the rest of the day in each others arms catching up.

Present Day


I only have thirty minutes left to find her. I know that it sounds ironic to think that but this is all my fault. She wouldn't be here alone if I hadn't have done what I did. I mean I thought that it was her and not Pansy.

"I knew you were trouble when you walked in," everyone around me was singing. I knew who was singing this. This was that muggle Swift who sang country. Hermione loved her music because each song had a different feeling about relationships. So why did I have the feeling that this song was about me. Coud it be that I was trouble? I was along time ago but I'm not that person anymore. I just wanted to get through this crowd so that I could make it to her. I couldn't help but think back to that fateful night.

Christmas Eve

I had come home early from the office because she was coming over to celebrate Christmas. We were going to exchange gifts from each other tonight. That way we could spend the morning with my mother and the rest of the day was going to be a surprise. She didn't know it but her parents came home today. We were going to have Christmas dinner with them. Walking into my apartment I noticed that there were candles everywhere.

"Hermione," I said following the path. There sitting on my couch in a very sexy red teddy was my girl. Happy Christmas to me.

To tell you the truth I can't remember what happened from the time I saw her on the couch to the bed. I was running my hands down her sides as she was riding me. With every thrust I was thanking Merlin for this wonderful witch. We were close when I heard footsteps at the door. Who on the fuck could that be? Second why in the hell were they here?

"Draco," I heard a familiar voice say. No it couldn't be Hermione there standing at the door. I looked over at the door and there she was standing. I could feel my heart fall to the bottom of my stomach, and felt like throwing up. I looked over beside of me and noticed that the person that I just basically fucked was Pansy. "You said that you once compared yourself to Heathcliff. Guess what he broke Cathy's heart and that it exactly what you have just done to me."

"Hermione," I said sitting up. She looked as if she was going to cry. I knew her better and she would hold it in. I just needed to watch for flying hexes.

"Draco," Pansy said before I could say anything else and wrapping herself around me. "Go on and tell her that you want me and not her."

"You leave," I told her before turning my attention back to Hermione. She shook her head and stormed off. I jumped up and started following her "Hermione."

"No," she said standing at the floo. I fell to my knees with tears running down my face. I just wanted to explain to her. I wanted her to hear my side. I thought that it was her. It I had known that it was Pansy I would have tossed her ass to the curb. "Grimwald's Place."

With that she was gone. I sank down to the floor and allowed the tears to fall more freely. I ran back to my room and grabbed my phone. Pansy was still in my bed covered up in the sheets.

"I told you out," I said dialing her number. I hoped that she would answer, but that was a long shot. I am surprised that she didn't hex me right there and then. Pansy was still not moving fast enough. "So help me if you don't leave I will make you."

That got her ass moving. Her phone was still ringing. That was a good sign because it could be worse. I mean she could hit ignore or even better turn the phone off all together. I ended the call and dialed it again. My heart still hadn't left my stomach. I thought back to what she said earlier when she called my name. Since we got together I hadn't compaired myself to Heathcliff at all. When I was with her I saw the world in a different light. I saw it for all the hope and love that it had to offer. I would have never believed it until she opened my eyes. She was right I was exactly like Heathcliff. He ran off and married another woman. I slept with another woman and she had to see it. I was the monster known as Heathcliff. It was going to be my mission not to have the same fate as him.

Present Day


I was close to her now, because I could feel her. Getting my phone out I decided to send Potter a text. I know that we had never gotten along when we first started at Hogwarts. If it wasn't for him then my mother and myself would have ended up like my father. It was also him that came to me and told me that she was going to New York.

Have you told her yet?

That's what I sent him. I didn't have to wait to long for a response.

Just told her. Don't worry it will all work out.


Looking around in front of me I spotted something. I noticed something very familiar to me. It was her. There were only three people standing between us now. I thought back to a couple of days ago when there was a knock on my door.

Four days ago

"Draco," I heard a familiar voice say.

Since Christmas Eve I've not left my apartment nor moved from the couch. I ended up telling mother that I had fallen ill. She wished me well even though I knew that she knew something else was wrong. She wasn't answering any of my calls and texts weren't getting a response. To tell you the truth it is killing me inside.

"Drac," another voice said. The second voice was a female's voice and I knew who it was. Looking up I saw Astoria and Harry standing at the doorway. "You look like shit."

"And," I said taking another swig of fire whiskey.

"See," Harry said to her making a gesture towards me. "I told you he would be just as bad as her."

"True," she said coming closer to me. "I didn't get to see Hermione because she had already left for the airport."

"What," I said sitting up. "What in the hell do you mean? Why in the hell is she going to the airport?"

"Oops," Astoria siad sitting down beside me. "I wasn't supposed to say anything yet."

"Draco," Harry said before I could say anything else. "We'll tell you everything. First you have to tell us what happened on Christmas Eve night."

"Ok," I said setting the fire whiskey down. I told them everything from walking into the door to when Hermione ran out of the room. "I swear Harry I would have never hurt her like that. I would have kicked Pansy's ass to the curb first thing."

"I know," Harry said handing me a napkin. While I was telling them everything I couldn't help but let the emotions come into the light again. "If I didn't want to believe you I would have already hexed your ass. After we calmed Hermione down that night Ginny and myself got to talking. We both concluded that you would rather be without her then to hurt you. Then Astoria came over this morning and gave us some information."

"Drac," she said turning around and facing me. She took my hands into hers and took a deep breath. "We have been friends for what seems like forever. If I had known that Pansy was that mental I would have stopped her myself."

"Okay," I answered her with a questioning look.

"That night," she started to say as a shivered went down my spine. Before she started to say anymore she took another deep breath. "After you kicked her out of your apartment. She showed up our house. I overheard her and Blaise talking about what happened."

"What do you mean," I said starting to get pissed. He was supposed to be my best friend. Not only that but he was Astoria's husband for Merlin's sake. "You overheard them talking about what happened? How did he know anything?"

"It was all a plan," she said trying not to cry. "They thought that if your were with Pansy then both our families would be powerful. One day if we both produced childern then no one would ever mess with them. Because both sets of parents would be true pruebloods. It was Blaise that made the poly juice potion. He made it in our house, in his study, and gave it to Pansy."

"How did they get her hair," I asked now pacing the living room floor. The only way to make a successful poly juice potion is to have a strand of the persons hair.

"That night at dinner a few nights ago," she said with a sniffle as the tears started to flow. "When he was hugging her goodbye. That's when he took a strand of her hair."

"That no good son of a bitch," I said with such anger. "If I ever see him again. What about you Astoria? What are you going to do?"

"Left him," she said quietly.

"She's going to stay with us," Harry said handing her a tissue. "Ginny wouldn't have it any other way. Since she had no where else to go, and we have plenty of room."

"Its not your fault," I said kneeling down in front of her. "You couldn't have known why he would do this. Now why in the hell is my girl going to the airport."

"Your Christmas present," Harry said handing me a folder. "This is why she went to the airport."

Taking the folder from his hands I started looking through the papers. Eight days and eight nights at the Plaza Hotel on the edge of Central Park, broadway tickets, and entire schedule of events for New Year's Eve. My girl had planned out this entire trip for us. We had both talked about going one day. She had really outdone herself with this gift.

"This is where she is going," I asked Harry looking up from the papers.

"Yes," he answered and I was heading to the bedroom. "Hold your horses Draco. If you show up right now she won't talk to you. You need to really plan this out."

"How," I said trying to come up with a plan. "Do you have know how many people are going to be there?"

"Yes," he answered me.

"New Year's Eve," Astoria said catching both of our attentions. "Think about it for a second. Besides Valentine's Day what other day do we consider to be romantic. New Year's Eve because you kiss your love at midnight."

"You know," Harry said speaking up before I could raise hell. There were going to be over a million people in this one area for one night. How in the hell would I be able to find her. "Draco she has a really good idea. Plus Hermione would never expect it from you."

"It might work," I said thinking it through a little bit more. Harry was right about one thing. She would never expect to see me there. Once again it crossed my mind about how many people were going to be there.

"Here is your ticket," he said handing me another piece of paper. Looking at the paper I noticed that it was a plane ticket. There was just one problem. It wasn't departing until New Year's Eve at three in the morning. "This will give her some breathing room. She still wants to hex your ass."

Present Day


My phone was going off bringing me out of the memory. Looking down at it I noticed that it was a message from her. My heart jumped up into my throat as I opened it. I couldn't fathom what she had written but wanted to know. Fuck I needed to know what she wrote.

Harry told me everything. I'm sorry for not letting you explain. I love you. Please tell me I'm not to late.

I couldn't respond to her text. I didn't know what to say. Of course there were so many things I wanted to say, but at this very moment. I couldn't feel anything but hope. For the first time since that dreadful night my heart felt almost whole. I couldn't help but watch her. She looked defeated. She looked lost and helpless.

"Everyone get ready," they announced on stage and they pushed a button. Looking up at tha ball I noticed that the ball was starting to come down. "60,59,..."

I made my way up to right behind her. She was still looking down at her phone. She wanted a response, but it wasn't going to be in a text. Then everyone started to count down.


The warmth of her embrace in the hug that we shared that last night at Hogswart.


Saving her from that asshole Danny at the University


The feeling of confusing my love to her


The softness of her lips againist mine


The feeling of home when she is in my arms


The heartbreak that we both endured becuase of someone's games


Being so close to her at this moment


"I guess I am to late," she said out loud defeated. Boy was my girl wrong.


"Hermione," I said turning her around to face me.

"Draco," she said with tears running down her face.


"You're not to late," I said pulling her into my arms.


Happy New Year

At the stroke of midnight I kissed her. It wasn't a gentle kiss at all. There was passion and fever felt on both ends. It felt so good to have her in mt arms again. We still have a lot to talk about but that can wait until later. Right now I just want to ring in the new year with my girl.

"I'm sorry," she said as we both came up for air.

"It's okay," I replied smiling at her. "All that matters is that you are here with me now. Just stinks that my Christmas present is almost over."

"Who," she said surprised. I really didn't want to tell her that Harry had told me. Looking into her eyes I couldn't help but think that I had almost lost her. While I was wiping that tears off of her face a smile crept onto it. "I can always add a few extra days."

"Really," I said with excitement. I could think of a lot of things that I wanted to do with her. Now with the extra days if they were added we could do it all.

"Yes," she said before giving me a quick kiss. "Happy New Year Draco."

"Happy New Year love," I said pulling her closer to me.