THIS IS A SPECIAL CHAPTER
this is not the continuation of the previous chapter loves, it's special chapter about of the nights of the seventh years routine.

This was taken the week before the Switch with Emma and Tom had happened. From the previous chapter, Ginny told Emma a story, ans this was the story she shared.

And this is a long chapter so . . .
Hope ya'll enjoy reading it!

Dinner went by smoothly, and the students of Hogwarts proceeded towards their common rooms. Draco Malfoy walked straight to the library right after he had his dinner, he told his friends and cousins that he'll meet them in the common room afterwards. The blond was excited for the game of Quidditch later but he had to write a letter for his mother first, for he had promised Narcissa Malfoy a reply as soon as possible whenever she owls a letter for her son.

Malfoy walked inside the library, greeted the librarian and swaggered his way towards his and Hermione Granger's favorite spot, their study place - the table near the large window of the Hogwarts library. He and Hermione always study there since they were in their first year, students frequently spot the two, all hooked in their own books or sometimes doing their assignments or even just talking, that's why nobody dared to bother the two smartest students in their age, and no one dared to sit in their table - therefore the spot became theirs.

Malfoy made his way towards his seat, took his quill and parchment from his bag and write. As soon as he finished writing for his Mother, he summoned his Eagle Owl and seconds later, a magnificent owl named, Zeus, landed infront of him, entering from the open window. Draco took the letter for his mother and tied it on his owl's foot.

"Take it to Mother." He muttered, the owl nodded in obedience as he flapped his wings and zoomed away. Draco smirked and stood up, he pointed his wand towards his bag and it disappeared, he was about to leave the table when he bumped into someone. Before he could say something, a pair of eyes were already looking at him - when Malfoy's stormy gray eyes met his cousin's beautiful pitch black orbs, he rolled his eyes and smirked. "You found me." he said, amused.

Phoebe rolled her eyes and copied his Malfoy smirk as she crossed her arms, "It takes an idiot not to find you, Drake." She said, "Of course you'll be here, no one can forget that you, like Granger, live here."

The blond just scoffed playfully and walked away, his cousin walking beside him as he snaked his arms around her shoulders, Phoebe raise a brow in amusement as she looked up to her cousin, "You're in a good mood." she said, Draco just smirked, "But of course, tonight's another Quidditch game, Me and Potter had a bet and I can't wait to make him pay."

Phoebe Lestrange just rolled her eyes, "What were you doing here by the way?" he asked, "I just came by to fetch you, since the library is this floor near the Gryffindor common room, and I just came from there returning Hermione's book." She answered, Draco smiled upon hearing the brunette's name, which Phoebe has noticed, "You're utterly impossible." the blonde girl muttered, as Draco just raised a brow in amusement.

"Just ask her out already!" she smirked, Draco laughed at her as the two descended towards the dungeons, "Be patient cousin, I'll get there, there's no need to rush." he said. Phoebe Lestrange was the only one he could ever trust to share his secrets with, there was no denial needed whenever she asked him about his feelings for his muggle born bestfriend. However Phoebe knew that Draco's still scared to ask her out, still not ready to take their friendship at risk. Even though the Lestrange heiress knew his feelings towards her and even though it was quite obvious that Hermione shared the same - Malfoy was still clueless.

"Yeah, you'll get there, when? When she'll already be swept off in the arms of someone else?" She asked, Draco sighed, "You know it's not that easy. She's a muggle born and I'm a pureblood, my parents will disagree, our family will disagree." he lied. "You know that's not true Draco, our family held no prejudice towards non purebloods, you're just making that as an excuse." She pointed out, and it was true. Draco knew that their family will be very pleased of his choice of woman, because one reason is that they are very fond of Hermione most especially his very own Mother, Narcissa adored her very very much.

Draco just let out a heavy sigh, "I'm just waiting for the perfect moment." He muttered, Phoebe just stared at him and sighed as she embraced him from the side. The Malfoy heir just let out a small smile to his cousin as the two of them muttered the password and stepped inside the Slytherin common room, where Alex, Blaise and Pansy were waiting for them, so as the rest of the seventh years.

"You guys ready?" he said, as the older Slytherins nodded excitedly and followed him towards Salazar Slytherin's portrait. The younger Slytherins were all inside their dormitories when it happened, the seventh years made sure that they can never know, but some of the sixth years especially the prefects knew about it, for they will follow their footsteps when the time comes, that's why they helped them keep the younger ones out of their secret.

Malfoy muttered something to the portrait and soon after, Salazar Slytherin disappeared. The blond smirked and went through the portrait for it is a secret passage, so the rest of them followed him.

With the help of the portraits and ghosts, he and Hermione were able to discover those secret passages, it turns out each and every one of the Hogwart's common rooms had a secret passage behind their founder's portrait. But the tricky part here is that the portrait can only get them outside their common room, not inside, so the challenge here is when they go back.

"Hermione, we're all ready to go." said Harry as he went near the brunette. Hermione Granger was sitting comfortably in the sofa, infront of the warm fire with a book on her hand. "Is it really mecessary that I come with? This chapter is quite interesting already." she said as she stood, the book still on her hand.

Harry was about to say something but Ron cut him off from the other side of the common room, "Oh come on 'mione, just bring that book with you." He said, his arms were circling Lavender's waist as he smirked at the brunette, Hermione rolled her eyes playfully, "Well Ronald, unlike you, I prefer reading in a more peaceful place than the bloody Quidditch Pitch." she said as she walked near the group of seventh year Gryffindors.

Ron laughed as he pulled his arms away away from his girlfriend and went near her and Harry as he threw his arms at each of their shoulders. "Do not deny that you're not excited about this Hermione, we all know that you're excited to see Malfoy riding his broom again." he said. Hermione turned scarlet red as she nudged her elbows at him, Ron let out a groan but laugh nevertheless, Harry also chuckled, "Oh don't be like that 'mione, now come on! I can't wait to beat that Albino's arse."

Ron laughed with that, "I see you and Ferret's bet is still going, huh?" He asked, Harry answered with a chuckle as he gripped his broomstick tightly, "That, you are correct Ron." Hermione stared at the two and raised her brow, "What bet?" She asked, the two exchanged glanced and laughed, "You'll see." they said in chorus.

The brunette just rolled her eyes and went near Godric Gryffindor's portrait, "Are the young ones' inside their dormitories?" she asked at one of the sixth year Gryffindor prefect who were standing near the dorms' stairs, "Yes Hermione, we'll take it from here, don't worry." said the prefect, "Yeah, enjoy and be carefull." said the female prefect.

"Okay, thanks guys." She smiled, she then faced the enchanted portrait, whispered the spell and went through it as the rest of them followed.

The cold October's night greeted the Slytherins as they walked quietly towards the Quidditch Pitch, Bloody Baron, the Slytherin Ghost kept a close eye on the students as he also kept watch for any staff or Professors, Peeves the Poltergeist was at the Entrance of the castle, guarding and keepin a look out for Mrs. Norris and Filch.

Draco Malfoy and Phoebe Lestrange led their fellow classmates until they reached the Quidditch Pitch, they greeted with the sight of Ravenclaws, led by Anthony Goldstein and Padma Patil, and Hufflepuffs were already there, led by Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott.

And lastly, the Gryffindors arrived, led by no other than Hermione Granger and Harry Potter. Ginny and Ron were following them from behind, and like Harry, they too were holding their broomstick. Draco Malfoy smirked as he saw the raven haired wizard, "Ready to loose Potter?" he said. Harry only chuckled, "I could only ask the same thing Malfoy." he retorted.

Hermione just rolled her eyes at the two and went near her blond bestfriend, "Care to join us, Granger?" Draco asked as Blaise Zabini handed him his broomstick and he gladly took it. "I better read Malfoy, and keep an eye on you lot." she sighed, "You're like our Mother if you do that." Alex piped in as he handed Hermione an extra broom, "Come on Granger, just one game. As if you didn't enjoy playing the other time, especially when you beat Malfoy." Blaise said, laughing. Remembering the night when Hermione played seeker in the opposing team and got the snitch first before Malfoy.

"That was priceless!" Alex laughed and Draco just groaned. Hermione rolled her eyes, and smirked, she looked at the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff players gathering around Harry as if they were discussing something. "Looks like their team's already full, sorry." She muttered.

The Slytherin blond raised his brow, "Well, we still got extra, Chang and Goldstein decided not to play tonight, so we still got five players." He said, "Come on Hermione, or else Draco will talk non stop about you rejecting the offer to play, again." Phoebe said as Pansy followed her from behind, laughing. The blond on the other hand glared at his cousin. "Oh please Draco, you're really indenial." laughed Pansy.

"Oh just shut up you two." Draco said wearily, "Come on Hermione, don't leave me hanging here." said Alex as he held an extra broom with his hand, "It's quite heavy you know." He continued, a smirk plastering on his adoring face.

Hermione sighed, "Fine," she said as she took the broomstick from Alex, noticing the smirks and smug looks of the Slytherins, "On one condition -" and with that, Draco raise a brow at her, "- One of you gets to play too." She said smugly, pointing a finger at Pansy and Phoebe. Pansy immediately backed away and held both her hands up, "Pass." She said, laughing.

Phoebe just crossed her arms, faced the brunette and smirked in amusement, "Fine. I'll play Hermione Granger." she said. The brunette laugh at her for saying her complete name, "Good Phoebe Lestrange, now let's go, we've got some dorks to kick!" and with that, the brunette rushed towards the other team mates with a laughing Alex and Blaise saying, "That's the spirit Granger!". Pansy also laughed then went towards the benches, joining her other friends, leaving Draco and Phoebe glued to their spot.

Phoebe faced her cousin with a teasing smirked, whilst Draco just raised a brow at her, "What?" he asked. "I really adore Hermione, just look at her!" she giggled, jerking her thumb at the brunette who was chatting with some Ravenclaw and Slytherin players, "She'll make a good captain, might be as good as you." She said, smug.

Draco just rolled his eyes but couldn't contain his smile and watched Hermione, "She really is something." he muttered silently but Phoebe caught it as she shook her head and started to walk towards her teammates, "I'll be damned if you won't marry that witch Draco." She laughed.

Draco just smirked and followed, "I'll be damned too." He said to himself.

"Playing for the ballet, Malfoy?" snickerd Harry as he flew towards Draco, who was busy looking for the snitch - or busy looking at the brunette playing.

Draco glared at the raven haired boy, "Oi that's my line, Potter!" he exclaimed whilst Harry laughed and eyed at the direction where he was looking. He noticed Draco staring at the Gryffindor bookworm, Hermione was riding fast in her broom as she took grab of the Quaffle and threw it on the ring earning their team another point.

Harry smirked, "You're not going to find the Snitch if you'll just gawk at Hermione all throughout the game." Draco shoved him playfully, "I am not gawking at her, I'm looking for the snitch."

The raven haired wizard raise a brow, amused, "Doesn't seem like it though. You're gonna loose the bet, I can tell." he laughed as Draco rolled his eyes, "Shut up Potter."

Harry laughed in response as he flew away, continued to search for the snitch, Draco let out a sigh in frustration, What's wrong with him? He was so distracted. Just look at her eyes, full of concentration but he can see she was enjoying the game from the smirk that's playing on her lips, as she shot another point. Hermione played very well, he was so impressed. "Oi Malfoy!" He heard someone cried below him, "What?" he yelled back at Blaise, "Are you gonna find the snitch and win or are you gonna let Granger there earn all our points and win for us." He snickered, "You're gonna loose that silly bet of yours with Potter over there if you won't stop gazing at her." he continued as he pointed his finger at the laughing brunette below flying towards Phoebe as both of the Slytherin girls high-fived.

Draco just sent glares at his Italian friend who zoomed out of his sight laughing while slamming a bludger right towards Ginny Weasley who was the opposing team's chaser, Blaise Zabini was one of the beaters that night. "I'm gonna kill you Zabini!" the youngest Weasley exclaimed, even though laughter was evident on her voice.

Draco furrowed his brows, where was that snitch? The air was chilling, good thing he was wearing his Slytherin jumper, "Draco!" he heard someone shout, he looked at the direction where it came from catching the look of Alex's voice as he shouted, "The Snitch!" he cried as he pointed his finger towards the other side. Draco froze as he finally spotted the golden winged ball flying peacefully at the other side of the pitch, his eyes widened as he saw Harry Potter flying towards the snitch laughing, Ron Weasley stopped chasing the quaffle from Hermione as he shouted, "Too late Malfoy!" He laughed.

Draco immediately zoomed towards Harry Potter as both of them tried to catch the golden winged ball both arms stretched.

He can't believe his doing this, he can't believe he's actually going to do this. "Stupid Potter and his stupid bet! Stupid golden snitch, stupid bushy hair always distracting me! Stupid -" Draco Malfoy stopped ranting at his thoughts as he heard Harry and Ron yell, "Get on with it Malfoy!" they said in chorus. Draco scowled as he marched his way towards the Gryffindors.

Hermione was talking to the house elves and thanking them for bringing some hot cocoa and other snacks for them to munch on soon after the game ended. Hagrid was talking with the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws and the Slytherins gathered around with the Gryffindors all interested at Potter and Malfoy's little bet. "I will not do it." He hissed.

Ron Weasley laughed, "Oh no you have to," he said. Harry crossed his arms, "We had a deal Malfoy." He smirked. Draco rolled his eyes, caught sight of Hermione, Phoebe and Pansy walking towars them, "What's going on here? What bet are you boys talking about?" Pansy asked, clearly interested at the topic they were just discussing, "I'd like to hear that too, what was it?" followed Blaise, Alex and other Slytherin boys. Hermione just raise a brow and crossed her arms.

Draco flushed, he was so stupid.
His team had lost. He lost to Potter. And right now, he knows he'll loose his dignity too. He instantly regret accepting Harry's bet, 'Stupid Potter'.

"Fine." he huffed, crossing his arms. Harry Potter smiled with delight and mischievous eyes as he called, "Gorg!" He said and seconds later, his house elf appeared right infront of them. "The guitar please." He ordered, the Potter's house elf obediently nodded and disappeared, soon after he came back bringing along with him the guitar and handed it to his master. "Thanks, you can go now. Say Hi to Mum and Dad for me." Harry said and later the elf nodded and vanished.

"It was my Mum's, so handle this with care." He said as he handed the blond the muggle instrument. Draco scoffed and took the guitar from his hands, he soften a bit as he took hold of the contraption. "Wait," said Hermione curiously, "You're playing? I didn't know you could play." She pointed out.

Malfoy smirked and face the bushy haired girl, "Surprise Granger?" He said. Phoebe smirked - copying Draco's look and said, "He's got a thing for guitars ever since we went to Paris last summer, he practiced a lot. Keeps on playing the same song over and over again, I heard it was released this year too. I think that song was sang by an American muggle actor, Adam Sandler was it? " She pointed out as Alex nodded in agreement, "Yep, he plays good too, he had one in his house but never get to played very much because of school, am I right Draco?" he smirked, Draco just nodded.

"I didn't know that." muttered Hermione.

"Well Me and Ron knew." Harry began, "Alex accidentaly told us about it. That's why I came up with the idea of this bet." He laughed as Draco glared at his cousin just as Alex rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

From the group of Ravenclaws a voice said, "Why are you here again?" asked Cho Chang whilst pointing at the Slytherin, Alex just smirked and shrugged, "I'm their cousin, I'm an exception." he wiggled his brow as Hermione just rolled her eyes. All of the seventh years knew that Alex had found out about their little secret, decided to follow them one night and until he joined them every saturday, no one seemed to care too, Alex was a social guy, he knew how to fit in everytime.

"Now, can we get on with it, Malfoy?" said Harry, a teasing smile played on his lips while Draco groaned as he sat down the grass and began to play.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." He muttered. Everyone gathered around, even Hagrid who was curious, went near the students. Some sat at the ground like Malfoy while others just stood silent, all never dared to make a sound as they waited Draco to make a move. Hermione froze to the ground, still can't believe her bestfriend could play a guitar, it was a little detail that maybe Draco forgot to share to her, or maybe Draco doesn't even have the plan on telling the muggle born his hidden talent.

Harry and Ron eyed the blond with interest exhanging their sight between Draco and the brunette. Draco exhadle sharply as he started to strum the guitars with his long pale fingers and began to play and started to . . . Sing.

"I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad . . . " The students froze and listened to Draco, it was the very first time they had heard him ever to sing. Phoebe and Alex smiled proudly and so as their friends, Hermione on the other hand had her jaw dropped and eyes wide. " . . . carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you"

Draco continued to sing, he just had his eyes locked on his fingers not daring to look up and see everybody.

"I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches. Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you" but then out of boldness, he looked up and stared at Hermione right infront of him,

"I'll miss you, kiss you, give you my coat when you are cold. Need you, feed you . . . Even let you hold the remote control . . . "

"So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink. Put you to bed if when you had too much to drink, I could be the man who grows old with you." He stared at her brown beautiful eyes as she locked hers on his very own gray orbs. He can feel his heart beating uncontrollably, the brunette also felt the very same.

"I wanna grow old with you . . ."

The silence broke into a sound of applauses and cheers, some girls were squealing, the other looked very impressed, wondering why on earth will the Slytherin prince hide such talent, but Draco didn't noticed any of them.

Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy's eyes were still staring at each other, minding nothing but their own hearts beating.