Sorry this chapter is a bit shorter then the other two. I had it written already so I decided to update today. I'm never this fast normally this is just a fluck lol. This chapter is a tiny bit different. It's similar to the other's it's just from Draco's point of view, because I needed to do one of these. It will probably switch back and forth from now on.

Draco Malfoy sat in his study in just a few hours he would be in America for his wedding. He looked around angrily. Somewhere deep inside him this still didn't feel right. Pansy was great. She had really become a different person then the selfish girl he went to school with she considerate and tolerant. She didn't hate people because of who they were anymore. She had grown into a beautiful, sweet person. He loved her, he had never questioned that. She just wasn't Hermione. He couldn't find Hermione anyway, and it wasn't as if she loved him. He would marry Pansy and he would be happy. But, a tiny piece of his heart would always belong to Hermione.

"Earth to Draco?" Pansy said her voice drifting into his dazed mind he stared at her.

"What, baby?" He said strangely looking up at her, he felt as if he'd been asleep."

"If we are going to make our port key we need to get going." Pansy said. "Have you finished packing?"

"Yeah, everything I need is in my trunk, go ahead I will be down in just a minute." Draco said. Pansy leaned and kissed him softly then walked to the door.

"hurry up we don't have much time." Pansy reminded then was out the door again.

It definitely hadn't been Draco's idea to go to America for the wedding. He had never been there and really had little interest in going. Pansy's grandmother however had moved to Colorado Springs, Colorado 6 years earlier and had told Pansy all about the beautiful Broadmoor Hotel. It was the only place on the planet Pansy actually wanted to get married now. A wedding was really about the bride so Draco had agreed. Money was no object to him so he was able to put up all the guests in the hotel for 2 weeks, they wouldn't be getting married for another 15 days. Harry Potter, Draco's, former mortal enemy turned best friend, was the best man. He and his wife Ginny were reluctant to go as Ginny was due to have a baby any day. They found a great doctor in the America that was willing to take over if anything happened while they were away from England. Draco walked to the desk drawer and pulled out something he had hidden from the world. I small framed picture of he and Hermione. It had been taken with a muggle camera when they were on Holiday in France with Hermione's parents he cherished it above all things. He looked at it one last time and then tossed it into the trash can. He never cried but this was the closest he came. He thought back to his favorite memory of his relationship with Hermione and smiled a sad and longing smile.

It was before they were even dating he had been in love with her for months. He was longing to touch her. She, of course, had still been crazy about Ron then. He had been desperately trying to win her over.

"Hermione?" Draco said walking in on her in the kitchen she was sobbing slightly. He frowned. "What's the matter?"

"nothing." Hermione insisted quickly wiping her eyes. Draco stared at her.

"Come on Hermione you can talk to me ok?" Draco said Hermione rolled her eyes at him skeptically. "For your information I have changed. I like to think I can be a good listener when I want to be."

"All you ever do is talk about yourself." Hermione reminded.

"That's not true, talking about myself is just a hobby." He teased. Hermione laughed lightly. "Seriously Granger, what is it?"

"You didn't hear then?" Hermione said. Draco just looked at her confused. "Ron and Riley, they are getting married."

"That doesn't surprise me I mean they have been dating for over a… oh." Malfoy said. "You and Weasley right?"

"Everyone knows I've been in love with Ron since I was 11 years old, it's pathetic actually. I guess I never realized how serious he was about Riley until he announced that they were engaged tonight at dinner."

"Look Hermione, maybe Weasley just isn't the one for you." Draco said hopeful but trying not show it.

"Then who is?" Hermione said angrily. "What do you know about me anyway?"

"Quiet a lot actually, you forget I've known since you were 11 years old too."

"Yeah, but that's different, until recently we hated each other."

"Well, yes, but sometimes enemies know people better then friends. I know that when you read a book you get this funny scrunched look about your face, and I know that you twirl and strand of hair when you really concentration on something, and that when you are angry you let everyone know it." Draco explained Hermione looked slightly shocked.

"Point taken." Hermione agreed she still looked a little surprised.

"All I'm saying Granger is that you should really think about your options before you decide that your life has ended all because that idiot Weasley can't see how great you are." At this Draco grabbed her and pulled her close running his hands up her arms his eyes locked with hers and he stared at her. He could feel sparks flying all the way to his toes, he wondered if she could feel it too. His eyes locked with hers and they leaned toward each other. He could smell the intoxicating sent of pansies on her and wondered if she always smelled like that. There lips were less then an inch apart they were just about to brush when they heard the kitchen door open and they both looked over. It was Harry Potter. He stood before them a slightly shocked look on his face.

"Hullo." He managed.

"This wasn't what it looked like. Hermione's ah-ah eye hurts and I was looking to see if I could see anything." Draco lied. Hermione looked at him. She was obviously a little shocked and didn't know what to say.

"Yeah…" she finally managed vaguely.

"I was just coming to check on you, Hermione." Harry admitted. He smiled strangely at Draco "But you seem just fine."

"Yeah, I'm ok now, um tell everyone I'll be out there in just a minute." Hermione managed.

"So." Draco said she stared at him strangely. "I'm really sorry about that I don't know what came over me." He smiled. "I will leave you all alone then."

"No!" Hermione said. "Why don't you come have some desert with us."

"Come on 'Mione, Ron and Harry hate me."

"Well, maybe, but you could change there minds. Come on please." Hermione gave him a funny puppy dog look her large brown eyes pools of pity.

"All right, but I'm not going to stay to long. It's not like they want me there." Draco said. But he had stayed it had been hours of hanging out, and celebrating. That was the night he could truly say he became friends with his worst enemies, and it was all thanks to Hermione.

"I'll always love you Hermione." He said more to himself. As he stared down at the picture now sitting in the trash can. He was about to leave but instead he picked it up pulled it out and stuck back into the drawer. "I should throw that away, but I can't because it's all that's left of you and I just can't let you go completely. You will always be with me." At this Draco bewitched his trunk to follow him down the stairs and then headed out. The door. As he stood with Pansy in hall making sure he had everything for his wedding he found himself wondering if this was really the right thing to do.