Sakura Lisel: Yeah, there are some flaws in this story That's what happens when one tries to alternate the reality. But to reply to your comment: If I'm not mistaken the Slytherin dormitories were never really described by JKR, therefore I took the liberty of creative spitit to form them to my liking. So in this story, Slytherin dorms are not separated into the boy's and girl's like in Gryffindor. Slytherins each have their own room and share only bathrooms (those are separated onto girl's and guy's Hehe) and in that case Hermione could as well have Draco's "old" room. LOL And she did not noticed the wand because she had the fake "memories" of getting it with her Malfoy parents, but yes the lie about switching wands Draco used was quite pathetic LOL Thanks for pointing that out. Hahaha this story is little..well maybe a lot- crazy I know

AnimexXxGoddess: I actually might take you up on the idea of 2 alternative endings..That is if I have time. Also, Im glad you liked it and I know this story has very little details I will try to do better in the epilogue chapters :D

AN: So I hope you enjoyed this story just as much as I did and thank you all for the support and criticism So here comes the happy ending


"Since Miss Malfoy seems to care so much about this mudblood's life, maybe we should switch their roles in this game." he growled with a smirk.

"Avada Kedavra" he screamed and the bright green light left his wand, inevitably making its way towards Hermione.

Draco had no idea how it came about, but he found himself jumping in the path of the spell and wrapping his arm tightly around Hermione's small frame. This must have been the craziest idea in his life. Lest thing he could see was Hermione's horrified look, bright silver light and then everything went black.

Epilogue: The Happy Ending

Thump thump…thump thump… thump thump

The familiar noise loudly resonated in his ears and it was making his head burn in pain. Couldn't it just stop? Aghh! How annoying, thought Draco and instinctively tried to cover his ears with his hands to get rid of the unpleasant sound, but there is was again…

Thump thump…thump thump…thump thump

"Err" growled Draco and pushed harder on his ears.

"Mr. Malfoy." a cheery voice spoke over the thumping sound.

Mr. Malfoy

Draco forced his eyes open in shock. His vision was very blurry but he was able to recognize two things with absolute certainty; the bleached white ceiling of Hogwards' hospital wing and tall figure of Albus Dumbledore.

"What happened?" Draco asked quietly, his voice sounding worse than he one of a whole-life smoker(Smokers don't get offended- I smoke myself). Not a second later Dumbledore popped into his view more clearly, leisurely leaning on the chair next to Draco's sickbed, with light smile and the legendary sparkle behind the half-moon glasses. Headmaster clasped his hands together in a relaxing gesture: "Let's say I and the aurors got there just on time, Mr. Malfoy." He smiled his typical mysterious smile.

"Where is Hermione?" Draco frowned, as he was unable to focus his eyes enough to see other beds in the infirmary. He unsuccessfully tried to pull himself up into siting position, hoping to improve his line of sight and make his headache go away, but headmaster swiftly pushed him back in the soft clean sheets.

"Oh, don't worry. Miss Granger is now probably at the dormitory with her friends; save and sound." Dumbledore said reassuringly.

"Miss Granger? So everything is back to normal?" asked Draco, not quite sure how to formulate his question. Yeah, talking about the ancient dark curse, I attempted to use on her, messed up and was unable to fix…

"Ah, the Lerichartanae Lanar curse…It was quite a work to find a counter-curse, but to answer your question; Yes, everything is back to normal and nobody has any memory of it, so you don't have to worry." He paused there: "All your secrets are still yours."

Draco reached for couple strands of his hair and pulled them closer to his eyes for a color-check. They were in deed back to blond. He slowly nodded, not sure whether he should be happy or not. He was glad that Malfoy family secrets were safe, but still he felt this strange regret about losing Hermione. In past month, with her being a pureblood princess, they have become close and if she doesn't remember, their relationship will return back to where they started.

Draco nodded one more time and closed his eyes.

"Well, I suggest you get some rest. Poppy said that you should be ready to join your classmates in couple days. If you need something else, don't hesitate to ask. " with this said, the old wizard got up from the wooden chair and turn towards the exit.

"Professor" called Draco after him: "How did you know where to find us?" Draco guessed that Malfoy Manor was probably the number one on the list of suspicious places, but the timing still seemed little too perfect to be just a wild guess.

Dumbledore paused for a second, smile never leaving his face: "I have to admit, I was very surprised when your father came to my office in the middle of the night, expressing the great fear for his daughter and asked me for help…"

Draco's eyes blinked couple times in disbelief. "My father, Lucius Malfoy, ?" To say that this was unexpected would be an understatement of the year. Lucius never cared for anything else than himself, so him risking Dark Lord's wrath, just to save Hermione, even though his daughter at the time, was very …well, surprising.

Draco turned his gaze back at the ceiling, losing himself so deep in a thought that he did not even noticed a small wink headmaster sent his way before leaving the sterile environment of the infirmary.


Draco pulled his cloak tighter around his body, as soon as the small brown owl left his hand. He hated to be out when the weather reminded more of a disaster movie than a normal Scottish winter. The wind was blowing with such a force that he occasionally had to pull his hat tighter on his head, so it doesn't get carried away. Every normal person was hidden behind the safety of castle's sturdy walls, but he really needed to write his mother, that his arrival will be postponed a little. He did not have anything special to do. He just did not feel like going home for Christmas just yet. It was only two days since he woke up in the hospital wing after barely avoiding death and he had a lot on his mind and did not need his family questioning him about it. Poppy's order to come for check-up fitted perfectly as an excuse.

He stared at the vanishing dot, which would be his owl hurrying into the snowstorm, until somebody tapped his shoulder. He turned to find Hermione Granger looking at him cautiously, with a nervous smile on her lips.

She was wrapped up in heavy brown coat and a matching hat and scarf set of Gryffindor colors, reviling only her nose, eyes and couple stands of thick brown hair.

"Hi" she whispered, folding her arm in front of herself to keep the cold out.

"Herm-… Granger" he said, his heart threatening to jump out of his chest and hands shaking. This was the first time he saw her since the Malfoy Manor and he had no idea what to do or say, for that matter. What do you say in the case like this?

She straddled and looked the direction he was looking just seconds ago.

"It cold today." She said in attempt to kill the awkward moment, but soon realized what a stupid idea it was and chuckled under her breath.

Then she let out a quick sigh and turned back to him: "I don't remember it, but…" she made a small pause to catch another breath and continued: "Dumbledore- he told me what you have done…for me…and I wanted to thank you." She finished quietly.

How ironic, thought Draco. The Miss Perfect was thanking him for something, he should be apologizing for.

"Considering that it was all my fault to begin with, let's call it even. " he grinned back at her, slowly offering her his hand to shake.

For a split second she opened her mouth to protest, but then closed it and shook his hand anyway. It was a deal.

"Huh," voiced Hermione after a while, checking her wrist watch: "Looks like we've missed the lunch. Care to join me on my way to kitchens? "

Draco had to chuckle at the idea of them two walking side by side around the school like the best of friends. He was pretty sure Weasel would have a heart attack if he saw them and he wouldn't be a good Slytherin if he did not grab such a great opportunity. And maybe they can be friends after all.

"Sure" he answered and followed Hermione out of the owlery.


The End