The Epilogue- Part Two
The train horn blared, signaling that it was time to board and go. Harry and Ron helped me drag my trunks onto the train and into an empty compartment all the way in the back. It's really sad... who knows how long I would be able to see the familiar Hogwarts grounds again? A salty drop of tear ran down my cheek as I took one last, longing, look at the castle and hoped that I would be able to see it again.
So many events had happened, whether good or bad, I will remember them all. My first date, Viktor Krum and the Yule Ball, the countless times I let Harry and Ron drag me into trouble, the adventures we had sneaking throughout the castle at night, Malfoy turning into a ferret, Malfoy in a dress... seven years of memorable memories.
I comfortably situated myself onto the train seats and sighed. Well, I was bound to leave sometime. I couldn't possibly live in Hogwarts all my life, but it's absolutely dreadful to tear myself way. Perhaps I could come back as a teacher... Perhaps...
My mind faded back to the kiss Malfoy had given me midst of our Valedictorian speech.
FLASHBACK
Why is there a flutter in my heart? Why does it feel like there are butterflies in my stomach? I'm kissing Draco Malfoy... infront of the entire graduating class and staff... once again... I wanted to pull apart, yet there was a part of me that wanted to hold on and never let go. I mustered up all the strength I had and pulled away, my lips still slightly on his. I opened my eyes and looked into deep pools of gray. Malfoy stood back, smiling.
I looked at the audience; there were students standing up and practically clapping their arse off. McGonagall, Sprout, and Flitwick seemed to be drying their eyes. Goodness, it must be a miracle they were praying to happen... to see the two houses together.
I stepped away from the podium and forced on a smile, walking back to my seat. Some girls gave me a look of awe, others glaring at me as if I did the most vile thing. Which I think I did...?
END OF FLASHBACK
My fingers lingered on my lips. I could still taste him. Have I missed him already? Nonsense! I told myself. I haven't even left Hogwarts ground yet!
I felt a slight tug and the train's horn blared loudly. Seconds later, its wheel rolled and my journey home had officially begun. The doors to my compartment opened and Harry and Ron stepped in. I smiled and gave a nod.
They took a seat infront of me.
"What a way to end the year, huh Hermione?" Harry said, laughing.
"Yeah," I sighed heavily, leaning back into the cushioned seat. "I think I'll miss him."
The corners of Ron's lips stretched into a small frown. "Miss that bloody git? I'm happy never to see him again."
"I got used to him." I told them. "Living with him for a year, after all."
I stood up. "I think I'm going to walk around a bit."
I left the compartment and strolled away, peeking into random compartments of others. I met Lavender and Parvarti in one of them. They stood up, enveloping me into big hugs.
"We'll miss you so much Hermione!" Lavender gushed, wiping her eyes. "This year was the best!"
"The dares, Malfoy, the drama, the excitement, the fun... everything!" said Parvarti.
"It was a crazy year... VERY crazy." I said.
"I have to say, my favorite part was when you dressed Malfoy in that toga with unicorn boxers. It was so adorable!" Lavender gave a huge grin.
Parvarti nodded her head quickly. "Hmm-hmm. I bet this year wouldn't go the way it did without us."
"I bet the year would have been sane."
"That's dreadfully boring." Lavender said.
Our conversation was not very long and I soon left them. My feet unknowingly led me to a particular compartment. I stood outside, wondering if I should go in. My hand was only a few centimeters away from the wooden door and I almost knocked.
The door slide opened before I got the chance. I stood face to face with Draco Malfoy.
"Granger..." He said slowly, a smirk at his lips. Why do I keep thinking about his lips? Did I develop an obsession with them?
"Malfoy." I swallowed the hard lump in my throat. "I-I just wanted—wanted to..."
"Come in." He stepped aside.
I gave him a queer look and walked in.
"I been thinking, Malfoy," I said, turning to him.
"Are you ever going to call me Draco?" He asked.
Draco?
"Umm..." There was another hard lump in my throat. "D-Draco, I've been thinking about our... situation..."
"Our situation?" He said slowly, his words smooth. There was something in his eyes that caused bumps to cascade down my back.
I did not realized how close we were. My skin pricked and the hairs on my neck pricked. One would think I had gotten used to him! It's like I could not stand close to him without my skin getting so tingly.
He stepped back. "You know the song you sang to me? The one that you declared your love?"
My face scrunched up with distaste. "My love? Oh please, don't get your hopes so high Malfoy."
"Well, I did some researching about the muggle world. If this doesn't get you back, then oh-the-hell-with-you Granger." Then he cleared his throat.
When his mouth opened the words that flowed out of his mouth filled me with absolute shock.
"It's early in the morning
And my heart is really moaning
Just thinkin' bout you baby
Got me twisted into things
And I don't know how to take it...
But it's driving me so crazy
I don't know if it's right
I'm tossin' turning in my bed
Its 5 o'clock in the morning
And I still can't sleep
Thinkin' bout your beauty it makes me
Weak...
I'm feeling hopeless at home
I don't know what to do but I think I'm in love..."
"Draco..." I said, wondering whether I should laugh or cry.
"Shut up, Granger. I can't sing to save my fuckin' life, but I'm doing this shit. Now I'm wishing someone would hex me to oblivion, so be quiet and let me finish before someone hears me and I'll have to fucking murder them."
"Amor, no es amor... (If this isn't love)
Then what am I feeling... What am I doing wrong
Amor, no es amor...
It's just an illusion that I have in my heart...
I don't know what to do but I think I'm in love..."
By the time he was finished, my mouth hung wide open, practically touching the ground. "Draco... I—I... didn't know you could sing in Spanish."
He looked at me, eyes as big as saucers. "I didn't know either." He said. "See how my accent is perfect?" I knew he was being sarcastic.
I laughed, tears streamed out of my eyes. How many times have I dreamed and wished that a guy would sing to me, no matter how terrible he sounds... and that guy is right infront of me...
Oh the hell with it. I jumped into his arms and held on to him tightly.
He may not be my shining prince in armor, but he is the dark lord that captured my heart...
You may have been wondering whether or not Malfoy and I ended up together. After all, such a heart-warming scene as the one I described can only conclude that we were a couple.
We were so young, only eighteen. What did we know about love? Even though my heart practically melted when he sang that song to me, I couldn't help but feel that there was something missing. Were we together? Or were we just friends with benefits? It did not feel like we were a couple.
Right after I left the train with my trunks and belongings, I met up with my parents to prepare for my departure. In the corner of my eyes, Draco's manservant was placing his things into a muggle car. Draco saw me and I gave him a little smile. He turned to say something to the manservant and nodded. Then he headed towards me.
I didn't know what he was planning or what he was up to, but from the smirk upon his face, my heart leaped.
"Mr. and Mrs. Granger, I presume?" He asked suavely as he swung his arm over my shoulders. I eyed him, demanding to know what he was doing.
My father stared at him blankly at first, probably wondering what in the blazing hell this boy was doing...wrapping his arms around his daughter like that.
"Yes, who are you?" My father cleared his throat and he held his hand out. Draco took it and they shook.
"My name is Draco Malfoy, sir."
"Draco Malfoy?" A look of puzzlement crossed my mother's face. "Didn't you tell me about him Hermione?"
"Oh really now?" Draco said smugly. "Did she also tell you that we are currently seeing each other?"
My mother's face contorted into confusion. "I-I thought Hermione... Hermione, I thought you said he didn't like—"
"But that's all in the past, Mrs. Granger." Draco cut in quickly. "Our feelings have changed, haven't they Hermione?"
I plastered on a big smile. "Of course, Mum."
"Hermione is my girlfriend, Mr. and Mrs. Granger, and I was wondering if I would be able to have the pleasure of taking her out for dinner sometime."
I was shocked. Was Draco really this courteous? He sure had fooled me!
My parents looked nervously at each other. "Sure," My father said finally.
"Draco, so you finally found a girlfriend?"
We quickly spun around and faced the smiling face of Narcissa Malfoy. True to the rumors, Narcissa Malfoy was beautiful—in an aristocratic, high-class sort of way. I was in awe as I stared at her, her blonde hair delicately fixed in a bun, her classical high nose, and the stormy gray eyes that seemed to be transfixed on Draco.
"Mother!" Draco quickly exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"Why, I came to pick up my son. I know I haven't done that in years. I wanted to welcome you home." She said pleasantly. Her eyes fell on me. "And you must be Hermione Granger. Draco has told me much about you."
I could feel eyes scanning me up and down, possibly grading me to see if I was worth something for her son.
"Smart, always beating him in subjects and a sharp tongue."
Oh boy. Oh boy. Oh boy. I knew it.
I smiled sheepishly, out of embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, she added. "Good, then you can keep Draco on his toes."
I broke into a grin. "Thank you."
She turned to Draco and said casually. "It's about time you found a girlfriend. I've been waiting for so long, I was beginning to assume that my son likes other men."
"Mother!" Draco gasped in shock, his cheeks tinting an adorable pink. I did not know Draco had the ability to blush. For his sake, I kept in my laughter.
I had forgotten my parents were standing there. "Mrs. Malfoy," I said. "These are my parents. Mr. and Mrs. Granger."
After they had greeted each other, Draco pulled me to one side and whispered into my ear. "Now that we're official, Granger, I'll push aside my dignity and swing by to pick you up for dinner tonight at eight."
I looked up to his amused eyes. "That's a demand?"
"Of course." He said, smirking. "You're mine."
"We'll see about that Malfoy." I stood on my toes and planted my lips on top of his.
... And how about it...
After all those thoughts I had that Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger would never in a million years end up together...
How wrong we were for each other...
How all the odds were against us...
How our friends and families would never accept any relationships between us...
How he was a Slytherin to the core and I was very much Gryffindor at heart...
How he was a pureblooded wizard of a high-class family and I was just a middle-class Muggle...
How a simple dare turned into an atrocious, degrading turn of events...
And how it all brought us together...
Never in a million years would I think that. Not in my lifetime... EVER... but you know what? Always expect the unexpected because it will hit you in the face or it might make you kiss your worse enemy.
I think there is a lesson to be learned. The lesson might be different for everyone, but this is the one I learned here.
'Truth or dare' is a humiliating a game that I shall never play again!
It brings unpleasant consequences and who knows... you might end up with someone you don't like... because for me...
... this is how I ended up...
... Ten years later, a small boy with silver-blonde hair and caramel eyes was running about in the Malfoy Mansion...
THE END
Author's Note: Whoo! I'm done with the story. I know you all have waited centuries for me to finish and I'm very happy to say that I have finally did. I had a hard time trying to end it because I didn't want to leave you guys with a cliffhanger or something of that sort.
This was my first Draco/Hermione story, my first Harry Potter story. I know I have plenty of mistakes-concerning character development and grammers, typos and stuff, as I didn't work as much as I wanted on this story.
The song that Draco had sang was, "Obssession" By Frankie ft. Baby Bash. I thought that since I had their previous song in one of my chapters, I should end it with another one of their songs.
I hope that you are all very satisfied with the story and without your comments and reviews, I wouldn't have been able to finish it. Hell, I would've gave up months ago.
I can't possibly name all of you, but you know who you are. Thank you!
P.S I'll be working on "Arousing The Known", my next project-better written and more thought out. So go ahead and start on that if you haven't! Thanks again!
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