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Draco's Release and Bella's Wand
“It says that Malfoy’s dad has been sent to Azkaban but he and his mum have been let off thanks to Harry’s and Hermione’s statement,” Ginny said, not taking her eyes off the paper.
Flourish and Blotts
The Daily Prophet
I wouldn’t know if there were reporters camped outside the Manor because I haven’t been back there since the war. Voldemort nearly destroyed it, I moved into an apartment in London, where there are reporters camped outside. Don’t worry Granger I put them right and they will be printing it tomorrow. You don’t have to get your big bushy mudblood head in a stress Granger, I won’t be contacting you again. I know where I stand.
The Golden Trio...and Ginny
"Malfoy?" she said, her voice both quieter and higher than she had wanted it. Her looked around, saw her and then looked back.
Being Head Girl
Hermione was surprised to find that Griffindor was the only house in which all seventh year students had returned. From Slytherin there were four; Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Daphne Greengrass and Pansy Parkinson. From Ravenclaw there were only three; Terry Boot, Michael Corner and Padma Patel. Hermione was disappointed to see that only Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbot had returned from Hufflepuff.
She had known Astoria was pretty from the pictures in the paper but it was nothing to how she looked up close. Her big almond eyes sparkled a lovely green and her long black eyelashes brushed her slightly pink cheeks when she blinked. Her smile was both sweet and seductive. Her face was perfectly symmetrical and her long auburn hair, five times darker than Ginnys shade, had been curled framing her face. It wasn’t a surprise that she was on Malfoy’s arm.
Over the first two months that her and Ron spent at the castle she found that he had begun to distance himself from her. He would spend hours outside of the common room apparently just walking around. Hermione took it upon herself to trust him and not question his strange behaviour but even Harry and Ginny had started to notice a change in him and it started to niggle at her brain.
The Stunning Spell
“Hermione?” she was so shocked that the familiar voice had used her first name she stopped crying and stared at him. His steal grey eyes bored into her own, full of worry and concern. She immediately felt safe. Immediately she knew he would protect her. It was the same as the train. Time stopped and in the moment they were the only two people in the world. She didn’t understand it but she knew it was true.
A Hundred Letters or The Howler
“Yes, well…” Astoria said, “you know everyone’s talking about her today about how they all feel so sorry for her. If you asked me I would say that it’s a good thing that weasel cheated on her.” Hermione heart stopped as she listened to the conversation. She stopped writing trying to catch her breath. “He may be a blood traitor but he is a pure-blood and we don’t want his blood to be tainted with a mudbloods. You never know, this might bring her down a few notches."
The Dusty Pink Mask
Ginny glanced into the moneybag.
The Real Draco Malfoy
The question that played in her mind as she tossed and turned was a simple one to look at but very difficult to answer. Had she seen the real Draco Malfoy?
Slughorn reached Draco and smiled.
Harry was now eyeing the ex death eater suspiciously. That was what he was now, at this moment, an ex death eater. Every Griffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff in their group looked at him as if he were about to whip out his wand and kill them all. Hermione looked at Blaise who didn’t look surprised or shocked but was whispering to both Pansy and Daphne. He must know what was going on then. He must know how Draco’s father was keeping tabs on him.
“I know, I just have to say it and…and well Hermione, what I did was a mistake, a big mistake and I regret it more than anything…and well Hermione I can’t do it without you anymore, I want you to take me back, I need you to take me back. I can’t live without you. These past two months have been torture and I love you, you know I love you. I know you can’t forgive me straight the way but I need you Mione."
I Can Be Your Romeo
And then she remembered what she had heard that morning, how he was being watched, not only by the ministry but by some dark wizard who wanted to bring him back into his old life and how they would kill Hermione if they found out.
Staying on the Right Path
This was all Malfoy’s fault! This was his entire fault! He had led her to the stupid courtyard and he had stupidly kissed her! Why did he have to kiss her! If he hadn’t this would have all been fine! There would have been no paper report and not stupid guilt and not stupid feelings!
Ron couldn’t seem to hold it any longer over dinner. He had seen the way Hermione pushed her food around her plate and had decided to blame it on Blaise. Truth be told it was because of Blaise but it was because of what he said about Draco and not for the reason Ron thought. Ron was sitting opposite with Harry and Hermione sat next to Ginny who was babbling away to her boyfriend about the quidditch match that was going to take place in two and a half weeks’ time on the 22nd of January against Slytherin and the tactics she thought they should use.
Harry Potters Enlightenment
“Please tell me that what I’m thinking isn’t true,” he said, obviously trying to control his temper.
Draco stood in the centre, complete with dark hair and this time a plain black mask, holding a pink calla lily in his hands. She walked into the gazebo and he took her into his arms kissing her passionately. She broke away and closed her eyes taking in everything about this moment.
THE Quiddich Match
“We are doomed,” Draco groaned as he sat down next to her. Hermione popped her bubbled and closed her book.
“Draco really was attacked by wolf in the forest and they are covering it up from the ministry.”
A Muggles Idea of Food
A loud laughing and bustle of noise attracted Draco's attention before he could reply. A group of children were laughing and pointing at an owl that was tapping gently on the window. Hermione recognised it instantly. It was Hettie.
Miss Brown's Secret
“I hope he realises that the press are going to have a field day with this!” she snapped, “and what is that going to look like and of course I’m going to be involved and mobbed by them even more than I am now! Oh that boy does not think sometimes!”
He leaned in and kissed her gently and Hermione couldn't help but blush. She had been seeing Draco for four months and yet she had never felt so nervous to be with him. Her heart was doing 110mph and she felt her hands shaking as she took the flower he gave to her.
George is Right
“Draco did you sleep with Astoria?” Draco looked at her.
Ron Finds Out
“Hermione?” Ginny called from Draco’s room.
The Ministry Intervenes
“It is okay, I will answer any questions that they have for me,” Draco said walking up to Hermione but almost collapsing on her as he did. He was too weak for this and Hermione knew it.
The Death of Ronald Weasley
Hermione was going to fail her N.E.W.T.S she knew it. She was going to fail and then she wouldn’t be able to get a job and then she was going to be destitute and no better than a dog on the street.
She figured that it must be the time of year. It had only just passed the year anniversary of the great battle and most people in the castle were still shaken. So she gave him his space like she guessed he wanted and he did not come to her.
Love is Just a Word
“Maybe people will stop asking me questions,” Harry said gazing into the bottom of his cup and draining the last few drops, “What exactly was the last thing Dumbledore said to you Harry, do you think he was wrong to keep things from you for so long, how many times in your life have you survived him… It gets old.”
Dean had sat with her when Ginny had left. Sat and talked about normal muggle stuff while Hermione had been wrapped in a blanket on her bed drinking hot chocolate. He had even managed to make her laugh
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