Back at school after the Holiday.

Hermione's POV

The last few weeks had been like walking on air. Draco and I had been officially boyfriends and girlfriend for about 2 weeks. It ha caused quite a stir with the Slytherins and the Gryffindors but the best thing was that neither of us cared. Draco had been discriminated against for a while, probably because Daphne Greengrass had spread the whole story around school before we had even arrived back at Hogwarts.

We both just ignored people's prejudiced opinions. They didn't get it we were well in love and I have never been happier. I had Ron to thank for all of this of course because I would have never had enough courage to tell Draco how I felt. Ron was still slightly awkward when he was around me but I didn't mind he was aloud to feel uncomfortable. Ron sadly still hadn't forgiven Harry completely, they were on speaking terms but they didn't have the same 'best mate' thing going on.

I knew I should have been much more concerned about the whole situation but when I was with Draco the whole World seemed to disappear. I was sitting at breakfast, next to Ginny. The Great Hall was filled with hundreds of excited people about the looming quidditch match, Gryffindor against Slytherin. I was looking forward to it as well actually especially because it was raining and Draco always looked ruggedly handsome when wet. I shook myself from my dreamy stance when Ginny struck up conversation with with me.

"So Hermione, who are you supporting, Gryffindor or Slytherin?"

She had a rather cheeky grin on her face knowing that I wouldn't appreciate her question.

"I may be dating a Slytherin, but I am a Gryffindor girl through and through!"

She nodded with a rather inquisitive expression on her face as she turned to talk to Neville about something. Breakfast was over considerably quickly seeing as everyone was keen to get down to the quidditch pitch to get a good seat. The sea of bobbing heads heading down to the pitch were pushing and shoving, getting absolutely soaked in torrential rain hammering down on them. Ginny and I decided to wait until the crowds had dispersed before we headed down there, knowing that we would get soaked if we stood in the inevitable ques.

About ten minutes later we had manage to get ourselves some ok seats after fighting through a stampeed of pushing and shoving people. The seats didn't provide much shelter from the rain but I didn't suppose any of them did. As the whistle blew and the players darted into action I lifted my hood over my head trying to prevent myself from getting completely soaked.

I couldn't really depict Draco from the rest of the Slytherin players until I saw a blur of his platinum hair billowing through the gale force winds. A few minutes later I noticed Harry and Draco chasing after the snitch up around one of the goal posts. Unfortunately Harry hadn't caught it. I felt a small wave of guilt wash through my mind as I felt slightly dissapointed that Draco hadn't caught it.

The game had been going on for what seemed like forever and I was beginning to feel cold, as the weather had gotten worse. Luckily a few moments later after a battle between Harry and Draco one of them caught it. To be honest I was so cold I didn't really care which one of them had caught it.

It was actually Harry that had caught the snitch in the end and I was relieved that Gryffindor had won after my slight disappointment earlier, not that it really mattered. The cheering and chants of Gryffindors and most of the other houses, apart from Slytherin, of course eventually died down and I got up and went to go and find Draco.

I managed to get out of the stand reasonably quickly this time seeing as most people were still celebrating by shouting insulting things over at the Slytherin's plontoon. I swiftly walked over to the Slytherin's tent and was grateful that Draco was the only member of his team still inside. I pulled the curtain of material back and entered.

"Draco?"

He turned and my heart skipped a beat when I saw that he was no longer wearing his shirt. He looked at me with a warm expression on his face.

"Are you ok?"

I knew he would be a bit upset about the fact that they hadn't won the game.

"I'm feeling a lot better now that you're here."

His signature smirk crept across his lips as I laughed at his pretentious response. He stepped over to me and lightly pressed his lips against mine. I could feel his bare chest against my body and I could feel the drops of water dripping down his muscular torso. I pulled away reluctantly, knowing that Ginny would be wondering where I had got to.

"I have to go."

"That is a shame, I was hoping you would stay a bit longer."

I pecked him on the lips quickly before I left.

"I'll see you later."

"I'll hold you to that!"

He called after me, jokily. I had sat with Draco at dinner that evening seeing as I hadn't really seen him all day. I had felt slightly uncomfortable in the presence of all the other Slytherin's that seemed to be shooting me filthy looks every now and again. When Draco saw them doing it, he shot them a look one hundred times worse. He made me feel so special. He would rest his hand on my leg from time to time as well. I loved the feeling of his skin on mine even if he did try to snake his hand a little too far up my leg.

I wandered back up to my room after an hour or two, feeling rather sleepy. I flicked on the light and walked over to my bed. As I approached the soft haven, that was my bed, I noticed something. There was a small box with a small white ribbon tied around the middle of it. I carefully untied the ribbon and open the box to reveal what was inside. There was a small silver locket resting in the silk lining of the box. I opened the small silver oval to find a picture of me and Draco when we had been together on the holiday in France.

I suddenly felt as though as was melting to the floor, no one had ever done anything like this for me before. I did up the clasp around my neck and I held it tightly against my neck. If I loved him as much as I did now, forever, I was never going to take it off.

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Alternate ending for Citrusobsessed.

10 years later.

I loved him with all my heart and I was 3 months pregnant with his child. Every day was an adventure with him, no day was the same when I was with him. This afternoon I had an appointment at the hospital for an ultrasound.

Draco had insisted that I took time off work as soon as he found out I was pregnant. I would have normally protested but I had been wotking really hard recently and appreciated the break. The day went by quickly and before I knew it I was sitting in the waiting room at the hospital. The clinical colours or the walls and the smell that always seemed to occupy hospitals made me nervous, as Draco was well aware.

My breathing was getting slightly uneven, I was frightened about the examination in case anything was wrong. He slipped his hand into mine and held onto it tightly, then bringing it up to his lips and kissing it lightly.

A few minutes later my name was called and I followed the woman inside, with Draco close behind me. I lay down on the bed, which bore an uncanny resemblance to a dentists chair. The woman was friendly and she reassured me that it was perfectly normal to be nervous.

She then lifted up my loose jumper and squirted some of the cold gel onto my slightly swollen stomach. She ran what looked like a bar code scanner over my stomach and a blurry image emerged on the black screen.

She bore a confused expression on her face for a few moments as she moved the device back and forth.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yes everything is perfectly normal apart from one thing..."

All of a sudden a felt really sick and Draco stoked his palm across my forhead trying to calm my nerves.

"What is it?"

The woman turned to look at me before she replied.

"You seem to be pregnant with 52 babies!"

A/N: Lol I know the alternate ending was weird but I thought it was funny, so hey. Well I hope you all enjoys it! Please please review whether it is good or bad your opinion is much appreciated.