Unofficial Portkey Archive

Chapter 16

At 7:45 Harry got back to is room and changed into a tuxedo suit and tried to tame his hair. He liked muggle mirrors better because when he was trying to tame his hair the mirror didn't say 'Give it up dear' to him all the time.

At eight he knocked on the adjoining door to Hermione's room.

Lizzie answered the door and motioned for him to come in.

He saw Hermione dressed in a baby blue dress that brought out every curve of her body. It was square cut neck line that showed ample cleavage. The bodice was tight and showed off how skinny she really was. He looked at her hair. It was the same beautiful brown that it always was. It was up in a ponytail in tight ringlets and two ringlets framing her face.

"God you're beautiful." Harry walked up and kissed Hermione softly.

"Thank you. I wouldn't let Lizzie die my hair this time. My mother can complain about it all she wants. I know you love my hair color, so I didn't have the heart to change it."

Harry smiled at her. "Thank you. I love it and you look so beautiful."

Hermione smiled. "You said that already."

"Well, it's worth repeating," Harry told her with a smile of his own.

"We don't have to go down stair until 8:30. It's another one of my mother's stupid rules. She says I have to make a grand appearance and I can't do that unless I come in when everyone is already assembled." Hermione said bitterly. "I wish I could be like a normal girl, just having to worry about make-up, clothes, shoes, and accessories."

Harry decided to change the subject. "Do you know who will be here tonight?"

"Everyone from the ton." Hermione said sarcastically to Harry. "Or so my mother has told me for the past hour and a half." Hermione mimicked her mothers voice. "Every Duke, Earl, Marquess, Viscount, and Baron is going to be here tonight Hermione. You must make an effort to impress them if you ever want to become their wife." Hermione rolled her eyes in disgust and started to pace. "What if I don't want to marry in the ton. What if I want to marry for love? What if I want to marry y-" she broke off her sentence as soon as she knew what she was saying. Oh my god. I was just about to confess that I wanted to marry Harry, and right to is face too. What the hell was I thinking. He must think I am a love sick fool. Just because he loves me and makes love to me doesn't mean he wants to marry me.

Harry interrupted her thoughts. "What were you going to say, Hermione, I would very much like to know,"

"N-Nothing, I was just rambling on about what my mother said." Hermione blushed and turned away. She was about to walk out the door but Harry caught her arm and stopped her from going.

"You were going to say something Hermione and I want to know what you were going to say. I love you and you know that you don't have to hide anything from me." When he waited and got no response to is question he started to speak again. "You were going to say you wanted to marry me weren't you?"

Hermione looked startled and then laughed. "Of course not. How could I be thinking that." Hermione's eyes were glassy with unshed tears. "Why would any man want to marry me?"

"If he loves you. If he can't live his life with out you. If he knows that you are the women that he wants to spend the rest of your life with. If he knows you are the last thing he wants to see when he goes to sleep, and the first thing that he sees when he wakes up in the morning. If you are the women he know that will be the mother of is children. For me Hermione, that women is you."

When Harry was finished Hermione was sobbing. She threw her arms around is neck and pressed her body against his. "I love you too," she said.

"I know," whispered Harry into her ear. He kissed her air and then pulled back.

Hermione looked into his eyes and smiled. "We better get down stairs. I'm sure all the guest are here already and my mother is waiting to introduce me to some fat baron or an ugly duke."

"I have a surprise for you when we get down stairs. I hope you like it because I owe a lot of people favors for doing this for me." Harry's eyes twinkled and is smile was mischievous.

"Potter, what have you done?"

"Ouch Harry, what have you done know. She called you Potter, you must have been a really bad boy," said a very familiar voice from the door way.

Hermione turned around and saw Ron leaning in the door frame. "Ron!" she exclaimed and rushed over to him and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, hands off my boyfriend." Someone called from the door way that connected Hermione's to Harry's room.

Hermione turned around again and then yelled "Livvie!" She ran over to Livvie and hugged her friend.

She looked between Ron and Livvie. "How did you two get here?" Then she looked over at Harry and her eyes teared over again. She walked over to him and flung herself into his arms and kissed him soundly on the lips. The kiss lasted longer than she planned because Harry had decided to slip is tongue in her open mouth.

A clearing of the throat and a coughing sound came from the door way where Ron stood.
"If you two love birds will stop sucking face the whole crew and a bunch of other people are waiting down stairs for her royal highness Hermione."

Harry broke off the kiss and glared at Ron "Shut it Ron, I will kiss my girlfriend any time I damn well please."

Hermione arched an eyebrow. "You will?" She asked sarcastically. And then she turned to Ron and glared at him too. "And what do you mean my the 'whole crew'?"

Harry opened his mouth to explain but Hermione was already out the door. He ran after her and caught up with her just as she was descending the stairs to go to the ball room. "May I escort you to the ball milady?" as he offered her is elbow.

Hermione looked up and him and smiled slightly. She put her and threw the crook in his arm and said, "Why thank you kind sir."

As they walked into the ball room a hush fell over the crowd. Mr. Grangers voice sounded clear in the hall and said. "Lords and Ladies, may I present my daughter, Hermione Granger. The man standing next to her is her best friend Harry Potter and he was polite enough to escort her to her debut into society tonight." Applause sounded around the room and whispers followed Hermione and Harry as they walked further into the ball room.

Hermione looked around the room stunned into silence. In the middle of the ball room stood Dean, Neville, Seamus, Lavender, Pavarti, and Ginny, George, and Fred Weasley.

She looked back at Harry and beamed at him. If only I could do things everyday that would make her smile like that. Harry throughout to himself.

All of a sudden her father's voice sounded again. "Lord and Ladies, know that my daughter has decided to grace us with her presents," he was cut off by laughter that filled the ball room. "We will start the dancing and dinner will be served around eleven. Now, many of you gentlemen know this if my daughters official introduction in the ton as well as her coming out ball I warn you my daughter has a mind of her own, and that is not always a good thing mind you. Anyway, she will spend exactly one dance per gentlemen, then move on." He glared at Hermione. "Everyone of you will have a chance with the guest of honor tonight. Everyone enjoy their time here at Crestfield Manor, and if you need anything just let a servant know and they will contact my wife or myself immediately. Now since this is my daughter's party after all I will take the honor of the first dance."

Hermione's breath caught in her throat. "Harry. Oh God what am I going to do? I can't waltz with strange men, that I don't even know their names."

Harry laid a hand discretely on her stomach. "I have everything worked out. Remember you said there are so many dances, but they never involved holding each other. Well for every waltz someone you know will be dancing with you."

Hermione smiled weakly at Harry. "Thank you my love." She was about to kiss him when she saw her father coming toward them.

"You can do this Hermione. If you get scarred or if he hurts you, look over at me and nod."

"I love you." Hermione murmured softly as her father came upon them.

"Harry," her father said. "May I steal my daughter away from you? She need to dance with her dear old dad, and then she need to make an appearance in the marriage market, and she can't do that with you hanging all over her all evening."

"I had no intention if hanging on to her sir, I just thought Hermione might be more conformable dancing with me then some strange man."

Hermione's eyes widened and she stepped behind her father and shook her head frantically. What the hell is he doing. He is going to get himself killed that stupid git. No one gets away with talking to my father disrespectfully.

To her surprise and relief her father laughed. "Well of course she will be uncomfortable. However she is a women, she needs to learn respect and of that means putting her put in a ball room with strange men then so be it. She has to learn obedience. You wouldn't want your wife to have a spirit like Hermione's she's much to passionate, she's happy to often, she has to learn that I own her until her husband had that nasty affair to handle." Mr. Granger stopped talking for a minute. Harry could barely contain his rage, while he continued.
"For women embarrassment puts them in their place, they learn that they have to do certain things in order to not be embarrassed in public." All of a sudden the orchestra started to play signifying the beginning of the dancing. "Come Hermione, time to introduce you to society."

Hermione went with her father to the dance floor. He dragged her around and brought her to the start of the dancing position.

"You will behave yourself and dance with every eligible bachelor here, or I swear you will get the worst beating of your life. Do I make myself clear Hermione?" His grip around her waste was making her corset dig into her skin.

"Yes." She choked out. His grip didn't loosen though. He kept his hard grip and glared down at her.

The dance lasted longer than Hermione anticipated. She knew she would have to dance with strange men, but that was better than dancing with her father.

As the dance ended, Hermione was passed from her father to a man wo was introduced to her as the Earl of Cancebury. He was tall, blonde hair, gray eyes and about twenty five years old.

"Pleasure to meet you, my lord." She curtsied elegantly and he took her hand.

"The pleasure is mine Miss Granger. Your father has talked often about you."

Hermione managed a smile, "Every good I hope."

"He says you will make an excellent Countess or Duchess even. The one thing he never commented on, is how beautiful you are. He always describes you as obedient and respectful."

Hermione blushed. "Thank you, my lord. You have no idea how much it means to hear you say that."

The music ended. The next song started and she realized it was a waltz. Just as she was stepping away from the Earl, she she felt a hand around her waste and pull her away gently. She looked up to see George Weasley.

"You know Herms you really need to liven up tis dull party."

Hermione laughed. "Please George, what ever you do, don't set off a dung bomb."

"Oh no Herms just wait about five more seconds and you will see what I have done."

Hermione eyes widened in horror. "What have you done?"

All George could do was smile. "Five, four, three, two, one."

All of a sudden huge explosion was heard from one of the bathrooms.

Hermione starred at George and glared at him with hands on her hips. "I thought you learned your lesson and Hogwarts to stop blowing up the bloody toilet lids."

"Now Hermione, mum wanted a souvenir and I thought a toilet lid would be perfect"

"What are you going to do to the rest of my house? Steal all the carpets?"

George thought a minute. "Mums been wanting a new rug for the living room for ages."

Hermione laughed lightly. "You Mr. Weasley are impossible."

The song ended and Hermione was switched again. This seemed to go on forever.

Finally the bell sounded and dinner was served at eleven. Harry escorted Hermione to the table and pulled out her chair. She smiled up at him and winked.

Dinner was uneventful thanks to the looks she gave Fred and George. Around one the dancing started again and Hermione danced with every eligible bachelor in the room.
The last dance she ended up being paired with Simon Heartstone.

"Hi Hermione." Simon smiled at he danced with her.

"Simon, it's good to see you."

"Hermione, we need to talk. You know your father and mine are planning to marry us off to each other right?"

"So I've heard. The question is, how do we stop it? I know you're in love with Eve."

"Yes, and you are in love with Harry." He laughed at Hermione's surprised face. "It's written all over your face. You look at him the way Eve looks at me."

"Yes, I do love Harry." Hermione sighed. "Oh god Simon, I can't marry these men, and I can't marry you."

"Hermione I need to ask you a personal question, but the rest of our lives may depend on it." He took a deep breath and asked "You and Harry have already made love haven't you? Your no longer a virgin?"

Hermione flushed scarlet and nodded. "Yes, I lost my virginity to him on Halloween."

Simon cursed, "If your father decides to marry you off, your husband is going to know a man has already had you."

"No, Simon, he will know that I have given my heart, and soul as well as my body."

"My point Hermione." He stared at her and asked, "Please say you used a contraceptive spell or a potion."

Hermione's head snapped up. "What did you say?"

Simon smiled. "I know your a witch. I happen to know that, because I read The Daily Prophet and because I went to Beaubaxton. I know all about you and Harry."

"How come you never told me you were a wizard?"

"I had my reasons. Now, answer the question, is their a chance you could be pregnant?"

"No, I used a spell. Harry and I both use the spell."

"Are you sure? Hermione, I know what your father does to you. If he found out you were with child, he could kill you, or at least beat you into miscarrying. I love you like a sister Hermione, if you have a child I would love him like he was my nephew."

"Well, you know positions are not always effective and a spell can go wrong if you don't say it right but the chances are slim to none."

"So you could be pregnant. You could be carrying Harry's child.

"It's possible, but very unlikely." Suddenly she smiled and asked
"Simon, have you meet Harry?"

Simon smiled. "No, I was just going to chat with him after this dance."

The song ended and Harry came up behind Hermione. He stared at Simon.

"Heartstone." He said coolly.

"Potter." Simon said in an equal tone.

"Down boys. I can feel the testosterone radiating off you. You will be nice to each other. Come on up to my room so we can discuss this in privet."

As they entered her room, Hermione shut the door.

She started to walk and winced. She hoped no one had noticed.

She was wrong. "Hermione." Harry said. "What's wrong?"

She could feel tears coming to her eyes as she tried to hold them back. "I need to get this dress off."

Harry and Simon ran to her and started to unlace the back of the dress.

"How the hell do you get these bloody things off?" Harry said in frustration.

"Pull the tabs and unlace the laces at the same time." Simon told him.

"Have you done this before?"

Simon clenched his jaw. "I've had to do this a couple of times for Eve because she was in too much pain to do it herself. Have you seen what they do to a women's skin when they have worn them for hours?"

When Harry shook his head Simon answered. "They leave indents in the skin if lucky, Eve had to wear hers for so long they cut into her skin, she still as the scars. Her father makes her wear one because he thinks it makes her look better, but all it does is scar her."

When they were finished unlacing the dress and corset Simon turned around.

"What are you doing?"

Simon arched an eyebrow. "You do realize she is topless under that don't you?"

Harry blushed. "Of course" He helped Hermione pull the dress and corset off. He looked at her sides and back and saw deep scrapes along her back. "Shit." He pulled Hermione to his chest so her breasts were flat against his chest. "Heartstone turn around I need you to heal this, my wand is in the top drawer."

Simon turned and ground his back teeth. "Bloody hell. Damn it Hermione how many times have you done this? How many times have you had to heal your self from the beating your father gives you, and from covering these up?" He said as he healed some of her cuts.

Hermione was trembling in Harry's arms as she wrapped her arms around his neck and arched closer to his warmth. She was so cold and tired, as she felt her knees buckle.

Harry held on to her tightly as Simon healed the rest of her wounds.

"Thanks, could you wait outside as I get Hermione into bed? She's tired and needs to rest."

Simon nodded and walked out of the room silently. Harry stripped Hermione, picked her up, and carried her to the bed. He drew back the covers, laid Hermione down, and pulled them over her shoulders. As he pulled back, she grabbed his wrist. "Harry, I need you. Please. I'm so cold." She whimpered.

"I know, I'll be right back, I just need to go talk to Heartstone for a minute." He kissed her lightly and pushed her shoulders back down to the bed.

He talked out the door and came face to face with Simon Heartstone.

"Look, say what you came to say, Hermione's really upset right know, and she needs me."

Simon looked at him. "Do you love her?"

"Of course I do. I love her more than my own life. I would freely give it knowing
she would be okay." Harry answered.

"Good," Simon nodded. "I love Hermione like a sister. She'd helped Eve and I countless times. She is a wonderful women," He cut off and glared at Harry. "And if you crush her spirit, I will kill you. Her parents have done enough to her to last her a life time."

Harry glared back at him. "I know exactly what her parents do. They have the gall to do it right in front of me. I've seen the bruises on Hermione's body."

"Good, then we have reached an understanding." Simon walked away with out a second glance.

Harry shook his head and went back into the bedroom. He saw Hermione curled up into a ball and trembling visibly. He stripped quickly and got into the bed behind her. He spooned her back against is chest and wrapped his arm around her waist. He kissed her temple and whispered, "I love you."

He kissed down her chin to her neck and stared to suckle on the sensitive spot where her neck and shoulders met.

Hermione whimpered and tried to shift so she was facing Harry, but he wouldn't let her.
"Harry, let me turn around. I need you so much, please."

"Mione." Harry gently bit her neck. He moved his hand form her stomach to her breasts.

Hermione turned around and rolled on to her back taking him with her. She grabbed his hair and slammed his lips down on hers.

When the need for air became an issue they broke apart "Harry, I love you, and I trust you. Tonight I don't want to make love slowly and gently. I want you to fuck me as hard as you can."

Harry crashed his lips down on hers again and settled between her thighs. He thrust into her as hard as he could.

"Oh god." Hermione arched her back and gasped out.

Harry rocked his hips back and forth, not thrusting yet. He pulled out of her and thrust back in. Hard.

"Mione?" He pulled out and thrust back on again.

Hermione bit her lip from crying out. "What? God Harry," she said as she felt another thrust.

Harry was trusting hard but not very fast. He would pull out , and thrust back into her, as hard as he could. He then would rock his hips back and fourth to make the sensations last longer for Hermione. He knew her body, and what she liked better then he knew his own. He knew that gentle thrusting made her come faster hard and fast. He knew it would take a while to fall over the edge so he had to maintain control over his body.

*****

Livvie and Ron were making their way back into town in a limo, and where discussing the events of the party.

Livvie went to sit on Ron's lap and kissed im tenderly. "I had a wonderful time tonight. I'm so glad you and Harry thought to ask me."

Ron looked at Livvie and smiled. "You know Hermione likes you to. We may have known each other longer than we have known you, but we all trust you wit our lives."

Livvie started to cry. Ron looked at her. He could tell something was wrong. "Livvie, tell me what's wrong."

Livvie looked at Ron. "Before I tell you, I have to say one thing. I love you, by the time I'm done explaining this, you will hate me, but know that I do love you, and I'm telling you this now before it's too late."

She leaned down and kissed him. She climbed off his lap and sat down next to him. Se took a deep breath and started to explain. "I told you I moved here because my father got a new job right?"

"Yes." Ron said while he nodded.

"Well, that wasn't exactly a lie. My father did get a new job. He was promoted. His boss said he was doing a wonderful job, and he was rewarded."

Ron smiled. "Why are you crying about that? That's good."

Livvie look him straight in the eye. "Not when your father is a Death Eater."

"WHAT?" Ron looked at her wit shock. "I-" He was cut off.

"I need to finish before you say anything." She took a deep breath and contented. "My father has been a Death Eater since he was young. He was forced to marry my mother, and they had me. She loved me more than life. She taught me to love everything. She taught me tolerance. Se taught me that muggle born wizards and witches were as good as anyone." Livvie was crying now. "However, my father taught me the exact opposite. He taught me to hate life, and to hate muggles and muggle borns. He taught me it was okay to kill, and to hate. I didn't know who was right. I kept thinking why would they teach me the opposite of what each other thought. I was so confused." Livvie composed her self and tried to stop crying.

"After I started to side with my mother, my father decided he couldn't stand it. He murdered my mother, and I was never taught about her views again. My father taught me to fight, fence, duel, everything. He taught me high tolerance of pain. My mother died when I was four delivering my baby sister, but my father forgot to call a doctor. I was raised to be a death eater."

Livvie broke down crying again. "My father was promoted this year, making an opening for me. I was brought into a room and was given the Crusiatus curse. I have never felt pain like when that spell hit me."

Livvie looked back and stared into Ron's eyes. "The worst part of it was that the wizard holding the wand that was causing the pain, was my father. Just when I was about to pass out, my father said, 'Welcome to the world of a Death Eater Olivia. Congratulations, you can know meet the dark lord.' And that is exactly what I did."

Livvie shook her head and took a shaky breath. "Voldemort gave me a mission. I was to meet Harry and seduce him and make him break up with Hermione. It was easy at first. The only reason I was going this was because if I didn't I knew I would have to go under the curse again."

Livvie sniffed and went on. "I thought it was going to be easy. I thought all I would have to do was get close to him, and make him trust me. Then I started to get to know you, and everything changed. I felt as though I could do anything. When you kissed me I feel as thought I could be given a hundred curses and survive with out a scratch on me. I fell in love with you." Livvie broke down into gut wrenching sobs.

Ron pulled her into his arms and held her up against his chest. "I love you too."

The limo stopped, signifying they were at the hotel. Ron pulled her out of the car and carried her to their room. He set her down on the bed and started to kiss her. She was still sobbing and it wasn't getting any weaker.

Ron did the only thing he could do. He kissed her, laid her down on the bed and crawled on top of her.

"What are you doing?" Livvie asked as he slipped his hand under her shirt, to her flat stomach.

"We can continue this conversation later, right know I have to make you mine, show you how much I love you and know that you love me equally."

Livvie threaded her fingers through is red hair. "I love you, please you have to believe me, I love you so damn much."
And she let him so her exactly how much he loved her.

*****

Ginny walked down the hallway of the Hogwarts' dungeons. She was thinking about Hermione's party and how beautiful everything looked. As she walked she didn't notice Draco Malfoy lurking the shadows.

Ginny walked down the hallway, and Draco stepped out of the shadows.

"Hello Weasley."

Ginny jumped and then scowled. "Malfoy."

"What is little sixth year doing out of her bed this time of night?"

"Non of your bloody business Malfoy."

Draco made a tisking sound. "Such language, Virginia. What would your brother say?"

Ginny's eyes flashed. "Do not call me Virginia!" Then her anger changed to a smirk. "What would my brother say about my language you ask? He is the one that taught me that word Malfoy." At the look on his face she laughed. "What? Are your virginal ears to sensitive for my language?"

At that Draco laughed. "Ginny, my love, I am far from virginal. Although from the roomers going around school, you are."

"I am not." Ginny said, her cheeks flushing red.

"I can spot a virgin a mile away Virginia." He walked over to her and stroked her cheek, his eyes filled with desire. "And you are defiantly a virgin."

"I told you to stop calling me Virginia. Only my mother calls me that when I'm trouble."

"You do know Virginia means virginal don't you? Now tell me Ginny why are you denying you are a virgin?"

"Malfoy, if my brother knew we were having this conversation, he would kill you." Ginny looked in his eyes. "Ever since Halloween, things have been different with you. You no longer torment my brother, you leave Harry alone, and you don't call Hermione names. Ever since that night we danced in each other's arms you have been different." She leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear. "What happened Draco? What changed you into a human being?"

Draco grabbed her and backed her against the wall of the dungeon. "You, Ginny. I fell in love with you that night we danced. Damn you. My father wants me to kill people that have beliefs like you. He think love is an emotion that causes weakness and can never amount to anything."

Ginny watched as his eyes burned with emotion. She reached up and stroked his cheek. "Oh no Draco, your father may be a very powerful and feared man, but he is very wrong. Love is an emotion that is stronger that any other. Love can conquer anything and everything. All you have to do is believe."

His lips crashed own on hers. He wrapped his arms around her and ground his hips into hers. He broke off the kiss and looked into Ginny's eyes.

"Do you trust me Ginny?"

"Yes," was her simple answer that spoke a thousand words.

"Come with me."

He led her around the dungeons to a statue of a serpent. "Quiddich." Draco said and it moved aside.

The Slytherin common room was decorated in Green and silver and was dark and damp.

He led her to his room. Since he was a prefect he had a room all to himself. He led her into the room, shut the door, and cast a locking and silencing spell on it.

Ginny looked around the room and saw the fire place was not lit. "You never let your room be cozy and warm before have you? You let it be cold because that is the way you feel."

"Yes, I hate how a fire makes everything feel all peaceful and homelike."

Ginny turned and looked at the fire place. It was right near the bed. If she lit the fire, and laid down on the bed, she would be able to feel the warmth coming from it.

She took her wand and pointed it at the fireplace. "Incendio." She said firmly. A fire roared to life.

Draco looked at the Ginny, then turned to the fire, and then turned back to look at her. "I told you I hate fire's."

She walked up to him and cupped his cheek and brushed her lips against his. She moved her hand down and reached under his shirt. "Take this off." She ordered quietly.

He reached down at the edge of his shirt and pulled it over his head before he could think about the scars that covered his torso. He heard her gasp.

Ginny had never seen a more beautiful man. His arms were muscular and his torso was covered with ridged muscles. His abs formed a perfect six pack. His chest would have looked like a perfectly shaped sculpture, except it was covered in many inch long scars.

Draco looked into Ginny's eyes, expecting to find revoltion and disgusted. Instead he found tears in her eyes, and anger.

She touched his chest and the muscles rippled under her touch. "What happened? Who did this to you?"

"Ginny." His voice filled with anguish. "I'm sorry you had to see this." He reached to put his shirt on when Ginny caught his hands in hers and made him drop the shirt.

"No, Draco, please. I love you. Please let me see. Let me help you forget. Let me help you love. I know your family has never taught that emotion, but please, let me show you that love is not a weak emotion. Give up control and let passion and love take over." She leaned forward and kissed him. She reached for his hands. She guided him over to the bed and laid down against the pillows. "I know you have had sex before Draco. The difference between having sex, and making love is so different. Making love is something that is done for more than pleasure. It takes emotion in order to make love. You have to let your heart rule your body and not your head."

Draco laughed bitterly. "Love Ginny? I'm incapable in loving someone."

Ginny sat up on the bed and pulled Draco down. He fell on top of her and before he could move she was passionately kissing him. "Don't ever say that Draco." She said when she broke the kiss. She reached down for his and put it on her breast. "Touch me like you would many other women. Move inside me like you would with any other women, but damn you let your emotions go. It is the same act as you have done countless times before, but this time you will melt that ice that covers your heart and give into the feelings. Please Draco, make love to me, and let me help you. I can't teach you how to love, but I can guide you in the right direction."

Draco stripped off their clothes so they lay naked on his bed. He kissed her and moved his thumbs over the tips of her breasts. He bent his head and captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked gently.

Ginny arched her back and gasped softly. She entwined her fingers in his blonde hair and writhed under him.

He slipped his other hand between her thighs. "Open your legs for me, Ginny." As her legs fell open, he slipped his fingers between her lips and touched her bundle of nerves gently. "Draco." Ginny gasped. He slide a finger inside her. He could feel how tight she was and new she had never been with a man before. He slipped his finger out and then plunged it back in.

"What are you doing to me? I've never felt this way before." She said with awe as she felt him add another finger inside her.

"I love you." He said softy.

He withdrew his fingers and she murmured in protest. He positioned himself outside her entrance. "This is going to hurt Ginny."

"I know." Ginny said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I love you, and I trust you."

He slid inside her. It felt like liquid velvet heat. She gasped as he slid further inside her slowly. He felt her maiden head, and gently broke through. "I'm so sorry baby" He murmured into her ear. "Does it hurt? Do you need me to stop?"

Ginny laid silent for a minute, letting her body get used to Draco being inside her.

"Ginny?" Draco asked gently.

"I'm fine Draco." She murmured against his ear. "Please, move."

He pulled out and thrust back in quickly. He was about to do it again when Ginny stopped him.

"No, Draco." She moved back so he could look into her eyes. "Slowly. Making love is slow and passionate. When you thrust make the feelings last. We have all night, my love, let this take hours. Hold back until the feelings are so intense you can't hold back anymore and you need to hold on to something when you fall off the edge."

"Ginny," He murmured. He with drew slowly and thrust back in slowly, but firmly. Ginny's eyes fluttered closed and she arched into Draco.

*****
Six hours later Harry was starting to loosing control of his body. He slowed his thrusts and kissed Hermione.

"Harry, please. I can't hold on anymore."

Harry reached down between their bodied and touched her little bundle of nerves.

Hermione arched her hips and back off the bed. Her release slammed like a blugger.

Harry felt her inner muscle contractions. He made one more long, hard thrust and fell off the edge too. "I love you." They both whispered in each other's ear.

*****

Six hours later, Ginny still cradled Draco with her legs. With every thrust he made the closer she could feel his heart melting. She could almost reach his soul. If only he would stop thinking and let go. The sensations were getting to be to much for her and she needed Draco to be right behind her as the came.

"Now, Draco. Let go everything your father taught you. Let go of the pain. Let everything go."

He kissed the place where her shoulder and neck met. "I love you,Ginny."

"I love you too, Draco. Let go, for me."

Ginny let go of everything. She arched into him and dug her nails into his biceps. She whimpered his name and went still beneath him.

He felt her muscles spams rhythmically and he let go. He went ridged above her and thrust in one last time. "Ginny." He whispered into her ear.

*****
The Order of the Phoenix meeting was just about over when the jewel that was on the wall lit up.

Professor McGonagall looked wide eyed at the jewel and then at Dumbledore.

"Albus? Does think mean that the prophecy is fulfilled?"

Snape looked at Dumbledore. "Headmaster? Aren't they a little young to fulfill the prophecy. I mean they are only seventeen."

"Ah Severus. Young love is the most powerful. If anyone can fulfill their destinies is these three couples."

Moody sat a cross the table and looked at Dumbledore. "I know Potter and Granger are part of this thing, Dumbledore, but you said there is three couples. That means six people and we only know of two. Care to fill us in?"

"Of course Alastor." Dumbledore turned to the other members. "The other two couples are Olivia Bennett and Ron Weasley, and Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy. Once all three couples have consummated their unions at the same time, the prophecy is only half way complete."

"Malfoy and Bennett?" Snape stood up. "Those are Voldemort's right hand men." When Dumbledore nodded Snape continued. "Your saying that their children are traitors and are helping the light side instead?"

"Yes Severus. But they don't know it. The only thing they know they are doing is consummating their relationships."

"But we know for a fact that Potter and Granger have been sleeping together since Halloween. Why didn't it kick in then?"

Dumbledore nodded. "I taught about that too. I think all three couples have to be together at the same time in order for it to work. If this jewel means what the prophecy says, it will defeat Voldemort forever."

Chapter 17

The days passed by and soon it was Christmas.

Hermione awoke with her head on the pillow and felt Harry's hard body against her back. She turned over and kissed him awake.

Harry opened his eyes and smiled at Hermione. "Good Morning. Merry Christmas Mione."

Hermione smiled up at him. "Come on Harry, it's Christmas, time to open presents."

Hermione climbed out of bed and walked over to the end. She saw Harry's and hers presents piled along the board.

Harry climbed out of bed and joined Hermione on the floor. They opened presents together, and drank some apple cider.

Hermione was cleaning up the wrapping paper when Harry stopped her.

"You forgot one Mione." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a square velvet box.

Hermione smiled and asked, "What's this Harry?"

"Open it."

She reached for the box and opened it. She gasped in awe and looked at Harry with tears in her eyes. Inside the box was a princess cut, diamond ring with a white gold band.

"Is this what I think it is?"

Harry walked up to Hermione and took the ring out of the box. He picked up her left hand and slid the ring on. "Hermione Granger, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Hermione broke down in sobs. "Oh God, Harry." She threw her arms around him and kissed him hard.

"I'll take that as a yes." Harry smiled and kissed her back.

"Yes, Yes Harry I'll marry you." Hermione whispered into his ear.

They laughed together and fell onto the bed. Hermione was the one who sobered first. "My parents are going to kill me. I'm betrothed to Simon. Even though he loves Eve, I'm expected to marry him."

" I'll talk to your parents. Please Hermione trust me."

She reached up to touch his cheek. "My father will never allow us to marry. Please, don't tell him. As soon we graduate we'll marry. My parents will never know until it's too late."

"Hermione-" He was cut off before he could continue.

She took the ring off and placed it in his palm. "Keep this safe for me, and when we are on the train, put it back on my finger. We leave today anyway. Please."

Harry nodded and leaned down to kiss her.

*****

Ron and Livvie awoke in each other's arms. Livvie smiled and remembered last night.

Ron looked down at her and kissed her. "Morning love, Merry Christmas."

Livvie looked at him and smiled again. "I love you. Merry Christmas"

Ron sat up and looked around. Their presents were laying at the foot of their bed of their hotel room.

Livvie jumped up and yelled, "Come on Ron, lets opened our presents." Her black hair was covering her breast and her blue eyes her sparkling with mischief.

Ron and Livvie spent the next hour opening presents and throwing wrapping paper at each other. They were about to go back to bed, when and owl tapped at the window.

"Livvie, is that your owl?"

Livvie looked pale as the death. "No, it's my father's owl."

"What would your father send you an owl for at Christmas. I thought you two don't communicate very often?"

"We don't" Livvie took the letter and began to read.

Dear Ms. Bennett,

You are hear by summoned to appear at your country home in Sussex the week after you graduate from Hogwarts to join the ranks of the Death Eaters. As you are aware, your father has nominated you for this high honor of serving the Dark Lord. We are looking forward to seeing what you are capable of. You will go through a series of test to see if you qualify. Please remember to be on time. Congratulations.

Lucius Malfoy

Livvie finished reading the letter and looked over at Ron. "My God. I've just been summoned to the ranks of a Death Eater. I'm not even eighteen yet. They are recruiting people this young?"

Ron looked wide eyed at her and took the letter. "I can't let you do this Livvie."

Livvie looked over at Ron angrily. "Do you think I want to become a Death Eater? Do you think I want to bow and beg before Voldemort. Do you honestly believe I want to serve under him and what he stands for?"

"No, Oh God Livvie No. That's not what I meant. I just thought you would do something drastic like telling your father to go to hell or something that would kill you."

"I'm never becoming a Death Eater. I'll die first."

*****

Ginny woke up felling Draco kiss down her chin and neck. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled his hair so his lips found hers.

Draco moved his hands under the covers to cup her breasts. He brushed his thumb against her nipple and felt it tighten. "Draco." Ginny breathed into his mouth.

He moved his hand down to he juncture of her thighs and spread her folds. He slowly slid a finger into her and felt her tighten around it. He with drew slowly, and added another finger.

Ginny couldn't believe how good this felt. She had finally made love with Draco, and know he wanted more.

He kissed her ear lobe. "I love you." He whispered into her ear.

He with drew his fingers and shifted them so he was right out side her entrance. He slowly slid into her.

Her breath caught and she arched into him. He moved in and out of her at an agonizingly slow pace. She tried to speed things up, but he held her hips and moved.

One of Ginny's hands rested at the base of his spine and the other was threaded in his hair. Her legs were wrapped around his calves and her thighs were closing tightly around his hips.

He thrust again, slowly but firmly. Her nails dug into his spine and tightened in his hair. "Draco, please."

He began to speed up his thrusts. "Oh God." Ginny arched her back as she felt her release coming on. "I'm so close. Please Draco."

"I love you Ginny" He thrust one more time and spilled himself inside her.

Chapter 18

Christmas vacations was over. Harry and Hermione said goodbye to her parents and bordered the Hogwarts express.

"Well," said Hermione, "That went better than I expected."

"Oh yeah Mione," Harry said sarcastically, "It went real well. If the looks your father were shooting me could kill, I would be a very dead man."

"Oh Harry, you are being overly dramatic, besides, at least he ignored me most of the time, usually he is screaming at me because I did something wrong."

"I guess your right. Besides I think it's time you put something on." He took the ring out of his pocket and slipped it on Hermione's left hand.

"I can't believe we are getting married." Hermione squealed. "By the way Harry, when did you pick out this ring? We were together almost every day since Halloween."

Harry flushed a little. "I actually have had this ring since the middle of sixth year."

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him. "What?"

"I've had thins ring since sixth year."

"I heard what you said," Hermione snapped. "I just wanted to know what the bloody hell took you so long to ask me out if you already new you wanted to marry me."

"I have loved you since I saved you from that bloody troll in first year. I don't know, everyone I Iove has died and I was afraid that was going to happen to you too."

Hermione smiled. "Well, you know I do love the ring. You have excellent taste Harry.'

Harry grinned back. "I'm glad you approve Mione." He leaned in and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

Just as they were about to deepen the kiss Ron and Livvie talked into the compartment.
Harry and Hermione broke the kiss when they heard them clear their throats.

Hermione smiled and looked at Livvie. "Hey, I haven't seen your since the party. How are you?"

"I'm fine, and it seem you are just fine too," winked Livvie.

"Oh hush," said Hermione flushing. She got up and gave Livvie and hug and kissed Ron on the cheek. She stepped out of Ron's arms and asked, " How was your holiday?"

Livvie looked at Hermione and grinned. "It was absolutely fantastic. We had such a great time. I love England."

Harry snickered and looked at Ron. "You managed to get out of the hotel room did you?"

Hermione glared at Harry. "What an awful thing to say in front of Livvie, you should be ashamed of yourself."

Ron and Livvie looked at the floor.

Harry started laughing. "Well I'll be damned. Livvie actually tamed the rogue."

"Harry!" Livvie and Hermione screamed at the same time.

"I'll get you for that one Potter," Ron growled at him.

Livvie took Hermione hands and sat down. "We did have the greatest time through. I think I fell in love with him all over again. I-" Livvie stopped talking when she noticed the ring on Hermione's third finger. She looked up and smiled. "Does this mean what I think it means?"

Hermione grinned. "Yes."

Livvie started yelling "Oh my God! I can't believe it. how did he do it? Was it romantic? what did you say?"

Ron looked over and saw the two girls jumping up and down squealing. "Clam down Livvie. What's wrong?"

Livvie looked at him as though he was insane. "Wrong? Nothings wrong. Harry and Hermione are getting married!"

Ron raised one eyebrow questioning Harry.

Harry laughed at walked over behind Hermione. He wrapped his arms around her waist. "Yes Ron, I asked Mione to marry me, and she said yes. We are getting married as soon as we graduate."

Ron snickered and said. "Well I guess you two didn't leave the bedroom either. Congratulations Potter, you finally had the guts to ask her. You've had that damn ring since sixth year.'

Hermione glared at Ron. "You knew he had this and you didn't tell me?"

Ron paled. He hated it went Hermione gave him that look. The last time she looked at him that way was in sixth year when she hexed him. "Now Mione, don't get your knickers in a twist." He looked up and grinned at Harry. "That is, if you are wearing any." He ducked when Hermione chucked a pillow at him. "Okay, so I knew about the damned ring. He's been on love with you since first year you know."

Livvie glared at Ron and Harry. "I don't know who to hex first. Harry for the comment about the hotel room or you," she jabbed her ringer into Ron's chest, "For the comment about the knickers. Will you both stop thinking about sex so we can have a normal conversation."

Ron and Harry grinned at each other. "Of course," they said at the same time.

Hermione and Livvie looked at each other and sighed.

*****

They arrived at Hogwarts just before dinner. Hermione and Livvie wrapped in Harry and Ron's arms. They were about to sit down when a Hermione noticed something very odd.

Ginny was sitting at the Slytherin table with Malfoy. Hermione elbowed Harry.

"What?" Harry whispered into her ear.

"If Ron looks over at the Slytherin table World War III is going to break out in Hogwarts Dining Hall."

"What?" Harry looked over at the Slytherin table and saw Ginny and Malfoy. "Oh God! Hermione if Ron sees them together-" Before he could finish Ron started yelling at Malfoy.

"Too late." Hermione moaned.

"Malfoy, what the hell are you doing to my sister?" Ron ran over to Ginny and yanked her out of Malfoy's arms. "You touch my sister again and I will kill you."

Draco looked at Ginny and apologized with is eyes. "Well if isn't the little Weasel come back to school form the holidays."

Ron saw red. He charged at Malfoy and tackled him. "Ron!" Yelled Hermione, Ginny and Livvie at the same time.

Malfoy and Ron rolling around the Great Hall punching and kicking each other ignoring the girl's protests.

"Harry," Hermione screamed. "Do something."

"What do you want me to do, get in the middle of it?" Harry asked sarcastically.

"Yes," said Hermione, Livvie, and Ginny at the same time.

Before Harry could answer, they heard a voice yell from behind them, "Weasley, Malfoy!" Professor McGonnagal called to them.

"What do you think you are doing? The rules specifically state that fighting is prohibited."

"But Professor, Malfoy was forcing himself on my sister."

"In the middle of the great hall?" McGonnagal asked skeptically.

"I was not. Ginny and I were eating at the table and Weasel-" He stopped when he saw Ginny's glare. "Sorry, Weasley, came over and tackled me."

"He was touching my sister."

"So what, she's sixteen, in case you haven't noticed Weasley, she's not a baby anymore."

Ron was about to jump on Malfoy again when Harry held him back.

Professor McGonnagal interrupted the feud. "That still does not give you two the right to fight." She looked over at Hermione. "Ms. Granger, what do you think their punishment should be?

Hermione's head snapped up and she looked flushed. "Um, Ah, you are the Professor, Professor, and I think you will make a wise punishment accordingly."

"Very well spoken Ms. Granger, but asked you what you think, not what I would do."

"Well Professor, I think they both deserve detention."

Ron smiled. "Yeah Herms, that is a good punishment."

Hermione smirked at him. "Just for calling me Herms, you and Malfoy both have detention, together."

The smiles on Draco and Ron's faces vanished. "What?" They said at the same time.

Harry grinned at them both, "Together, it means at the same time, place, and date, as the other.

"Potter-" Draco stared, but when he saw the looked on Ginny's face, he stopped. "Come on Gin, just because I love you, doesn't mean I am going to like your brother and Potter here," He jerked his thumb behind him and pointed to Harry and Ron.

"Draco,"

Before she could say anything else., they were interrupted by Hermione. "You each will clean half the the trophy room. With out magic."

Harry snorted with laughter and when he received a glare from Hermione, he hid his smirk behind his hand.

"Excellent choice Ms. Granger."

Hermione beamed. "Thank you Professor."

McGonnagal looked at Ron and Draco, "You will meet Filch in the great hall at eight tomorrow night." She turned and was bout to walk away when something caught her eye.

"Ms. Granger, are congratulations in order?" she asked as she looked at Hermione's left hand.

Hermione looked down at her hand and then looked back to the Professor. "Yes."

Her lips twitched. "Then congratulations Ms. Granger, Mr. Potter. I wish you all the best." She turned again and then stopped. "You will need to speak to the Head Master about this, there are some things that you need to know." She looked at the three couples, and said. "You all need to speak to the Head Master, there are some things that you must be aware of." With that. she turned and walked away.

"Your getting married?" Ginny smiled and grabbed Hermione's hand. "Wow," she looked over ay Harry. "So this is the ring you bought last year, its about damned time you gave it to her."

"Yeah Potter, what the hell took you so long?"

Hermione glared at all of them. "You all knew about the ring? What was I, the only person at Hogwarts who didn't know?"

"Oh Hermione, you have to tell us how he did it." Livvie pleaded.

"I bet it was so romantic," sighed Ginny.

"Oh God," Draco and Ron said, as they rolled their eyes.

"Do we have to listen to this?" Draco complained to Ginny.

Ginny walked over to Draco and smiled. "You don't want to here what Hermione and Harry do in their spare time?"

Ron and Draco both blanched. "No," they said at the same time. Harry just blushed.

The girls started laughing at the guys' expressions. Hermione walked over to Harry and whispered in his ear. "I promise I won't kiss and tell Harry, well at least not what we do in bed, but what he do in other places is fair game."

"Oh my god, I just thought of the bachlorette party," Livvie said with surprise, "I totally forgot to ask when he should have it."

"Your right," Ginny agreed. "We have to know when the wedding is first.

Hermione's smile faded. "Livvie, Gin, we need to keep quiet about the wedding."

"Why," they both asked at the same time.

"Ginny, I know you don't believe parents can do things that make their children unhappy, but believe me, some parents can, and will. I can not have my parents finding out about this, or they will kill me."

Ginny laughed, "Well, I don't think they would go that far, but why would they be unhappy, your marrying one of the most respected, wealthy, and popular wizards in the world" When she saw the looks that passed between Livvie, Ron, Hermione, and Harry, she asked, "Is there something I'm missing here?"

Hermione drew a shaky breath, "Ginny, my parents would do anything that helped them socially and politically advance, that includes killing their only child," she said threw tears.

"What Granger, do they hit you or something," Draco joked trying to lighten the mood.

Hermione looked at him threw pain filled eyes, "You know Draco, you and I are not that much different, we both were the only ones that gave a damn about our selves before we found the ones we loved. I was so afraid and alone, until I meet Harry, I learned to love. We both hate our parents with a passion, mine because they don't give a damn about what happens to me as long as it doesn't hurt their status among the ton. You hate your parents because they want you to go against the one thing that you truly love." Hermione said looking a Ginny.

Ron interrupted. "Woah, wait a minute, Draco and my sister are in love, when the bloody hell did this happen and why wasn't I informed?"

"Shut up Ron," they all told him.

Hermione smiled, then looked back at Draco, "You hate your father because he tortures you, physically, mentally, and emotionally. I hate my father, because he does the same damn thing." She stopped and swallowed a lump in her throat. "I may be muggle born, Malfoy, but we are alike in so many ways. Until I met Harry, I had no idea what love was, I thought it was an emotion that made everyone weak. Until you met Ginny, your heart was made of stone. They changed us, we owe them everything." Hermione stared at Draco with tears streaming down her face.

Harry wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead. "Gin, we can have an engagement party, you just need to keep it small and quiet."

Ginny nodded and looked over at Livvie, "Well, it looks like we have our work cut out for us." She turned to Hermione. "Do you know what you want for the wedding, do you wan to be a spring or summer bride?"

Hermione smiled. "I was hoping to be spring. I love the way all the flowers look, and the way everything is in bloom."

Draco and Ron groaned. "Oh Jesus," said Draco. "Come on Gin, do we have to listen to this. This is their bloody wedding."

Ginny looked at him. "Well your coming aren't you?" She slithered next to him, "As my date?"
Ron looked absolutely livid. "You are not dating my sister."

Ginny looked angrily over at Ron. 'Just who the hell do you think you are. You may be my big brother, but this is my life and I will date who ever I bloody well please."

"Yes, you can date who ever you bloody well please, except Malfoy." Ron said.

"Ron," Livvie interjected. "I want to talk to you." She looked over at the rest of the group. "We're going to bed. Hermione we can still use your room right?"

Hermione nodded. "Of course. All my stuff is in Harry's room anyway. Why don't you just move Ron's and your stuff in. I won't be using it, so you both can have it."

Livvie smiled. " Thanks." She nodded to everyone. "See you all in the morning."

Ginny looked at Draco. "I want to go eat, I'm still hungary. Harry, Hermione congratulations again. Hermione tell me when a good time is to plan the wedding and bridal shower." She grasped Draco's arm, and pulled him into the Great Hall.

Hermione exhaled loudly. She took a step, but fell against Harry. "Mione, are you okay?" Harry asked in concern.

"I'm fine," she said. "I just want to go lay down, I'm so tired."

"Come on, I'll go with you."

"No, Harry, go get something to eat. I just really want to be alone for a little while," Hermione said softly.

"Sure," he said with a puzzled expression. He watched her walk off to their bedroom."

Chapter 19

"Ron, come to bed," Livvie said as she patted the bed.

"Just a minute, I need to think," Ron turned to look at her. "I can't think about anything other than Malfoy and my sister right now. What was she thinking? She's only a baby," he said with disbelief.

"Ronald Weasley, you are not your sisters keeper, nor are you her baby sitter. She is sixteen, and is old enough to make her own decisions. Besides, do you really think this relationship is going to last long when his father finds out about them."

"That's just it Livvie, what if Draco is doing the same thing that your father asked you to do."

She stared at him in shock. "You think I'm in this relationship because my father wants information. You think I could make love with you like this and not mean it. " Tears were starting to form in her eyes. She got out of bed and reached for her silk robe.

Ron whirled around and looked at her. "No, Livvie, Oh God, No that' s not what I meant."

"I put my heart, body, and soul into making love to you. Sometimes, I can't breath, knowing what happens when you're inside me."

Ron walked over to Livvie, and pulled her into his arms. "Liv, please that's not what I meant. How could I think that when you are going to pull my skin off as you come. I can feel every emotion in your body, I can see every emotion in your eyes, how could I possibly think you are doing this because your father told you to?"

"I don't know. But for a moment I though that you thought that I was capable of faking these emotions."
He slipped his hand inside her silk robe and cupped her breast. "Come back to bed," he urged. He untied the knot and pushed the silk off her shoulders. The robe pooled and the bottom of her feet and he pulled her back onto the bed.

*****
The next evening Ron and Draco made their way down to the trophy room. "Weasley, this is all your fault. We have to clean this entire bloody room, because you just had to tackle me in front of the teacher."

"You were all over my sister Malfoy, what the hell was I supposed to do stand by and watch?"

"Your sister is old enough to make her own decisions. For christ sakes Weasley, she is sixteen years old. She's not the little sis that she once was. She is a grown women."

"You're Lucius Malfoy's son, what could you want from my sister than to use her to help you little plans for You-Know -Who."

Draco looked over at Ron and glared. "Did you hear anything that Granger said last night. You know she wasn't far off her mark either." He grimaced and told Ron. "I hate my father, for al the reasons Granger told us and more. The last thing I want to do is be Voldemort's lap dog like my father."

They made there way into the trophy room and started to clean in silence. They would glare at each other now and then but they never said a word. By the time they were done it was almost eleven and they were exhausted.

Ron looked over at Draco and asked. "Do you love my sister?"

Draco looked over at him sincerely. "With all my heart."

"Do you even have one?"

Draco stared at Ron. "You know, the reason I hated you? I thought you had the perfect life. You had parents that loved you, people that believed in you, and people you could trust. Until your sister, I had no idea what it was like to love, hell, I didn't even know what love was. Your sister has taught me, and I love her. You may not believe this, and god knows you have no reason to trust me, or even like me, but I will never let anyone hurt your sister. I will die for her, if I need to." He turned at left.

Ron stood in the middle of the hallway staring after Draco. "You better not hurt my sister Malfoy," he mumbled to himself."

Chapter 20

January passed quickly. February was passing, and before anyone new it, it was Valentine's Day.

Harry woke up to find Hermione looking out the window.
"Hey," he asked. "What's wrong?"

Hermione turned around at him and smiled. "Nothing, couldn't sleep. You know I have trouble sometimes."

He looked over at her concerned. "Are you sure you're okay?" He got up and walked over to her. She was standing in one of her silk night gowns, the one that she wore the first night they made love. He remembered that night gown, and that night vividly.

He wrapped his arms around her and he felt her lean back against him. "Happy Valentine's Day, Mione," he whispered into her ear."
She smiled and looked up at him. "Hmm. You know, before today I always though Valentine's Day was just a cheep ploy to get people to buy flowers and chocolate. But, now since I have you, it doesn't seem like a waste anymore."

"Well, I'm glad I could restore your faith in the human race." he joked. He reached into the pocket of his robe and pulled out a long, rectangular box. "Open it," he told her.

She looked at him with curiosity. She pulled off the rapping paper and opened the velvet box. Inside was a gold, heart shaped locket. On the front was inscribed. "To my love." On the back read, "Forever, Harry" Inside, lay a picture of Harry and Hermione holding each other, laughing. The other side that was supposed to hold a second picture was blank.

Hermione looked up at Harry with tears in her eyes. "I love it, and I love you." She wrapped her arms around his neck. Then she broke to hug and turned around. "Put it on me."

He clasped the clasp around her neck and kissed it.

"Harry, I would love to make with you right know, but if we aren't down stairs in twenty minutes, we will be late for breakfast.

He reluctantly stopped kissing her neck, and let her go. They both dressed quickly, did their morning routine in the bathroom and went down to breakfast.

As they were walking down to breakfast they saw Ginny and Draco.

Hermione smiled at Harry. "They really are in love with each other."

"Hey, and Ron is actually taking it very well."

"I know, ever since they had detention together they have reached an understanding." Hermione pulled Harry on the sleeve. "Come on for some reason I am starving all the time, I need something to eat."

"What," Harry snickered. "Did I drain all your energy last night?"

"Harry James Potter! How dare you say that in the middle of the Great Hall," Hermione said indignantly.
"Yes, Harry how could you be talking about that in the Great Hall," said Ginny from behind them.

"You decided to actually to come in and eat breakfast instead of sucking face with lover boy in the hall?" Harry asked her. When Hermione smacked him on the arm he winced. "Sorry."

Draco smirked at Harry. "Well Potter-" when he saw Ginny's face he rolled his eyes. "Harry, I am amazed you two made it out of the bedroom. After all it is lover's day isn't it?"

"Is sex all that guys think about?" Hermione asked them.

"Yes," said Harry, Draco, and Ron from behind her.

"Oh Hermione, by the way, he were going shopping at Hogsmeade this weekend and we need to go pick out your dress. We also need brides maid dresses." Livvie interrupted.

"Of course, I forgot. I wonder what color would look good on me," said Ginny thoughtfully.

Draco, Ron, and Harry looked at each other and then at the girls. Draco was the first to speak, "Don't worry love, you look beautiful in everything."

"Nice save Malfoy," mumbled Ron.

"Oh come on, I need to find my wedding gown! I have no idea what I want, how I want my hair, or even where I want the wedding. I haven't even begun to plan it. I have no idea how many people are going to be there. I mean the famous Harry Potter is getting married. Do we go small or big? Do we have it in a church or hear at Hogwarts? What am I going to tell my parents? 'Oh by the dad, I am getting married to the man I love, not the one you choose.' I could always tell them I have no choice but then they would kill me, literally. I have no idea-" Hermione was cut off by Harry's finger.

"Breath Mione, we will figure this all out together. I promise. Just have a fun time out with the girls buying the dress of your dreams."

Hermione took a deep breath and nodded.

"Come on Hermione, we are going to have so much fun," said Ginny. They walked out of the Great Hall and into one of the carriages headed for Hogsmeade.

Ron looked over at Harry. "Is she okay? She seams a little stressed."

Draco snorted. "A little?"

"She hasn't been sleeping well lately. I know she pretends she's okay for my sake,all she'll tell me is that she's tired." He shrugged his shoulders and walked off.

*****

"Yes master?" Wormtail asked.

"Where is the mudblood?"

"She is back as school sir. She is heading to Hogsmeade.

"Very good Wormtail. Put the plan into motion. I want the mudblood and the two muggle lovers with her alive."

"Yes master."

*****

Hermione, Livvie and Ginny were inside the shop looking and dresses. She pulled Livvie aside. "Liv, I know we have only been friends for a few months, but would you be my maid of honor at the wedding?"

Livvie beamed at her, "Of course I will," She said while hugging Hermione.

"Good, know what do you think of this dress? Does it make me look to poofy?"

"No, not at all, if you want to look like a cream puff."

"Oh shut up," Hermione smacked Livvie.

"Hermione," yelled Ginny, "I think I found the perfect dress. It was ivory silk that was strappless. Instead of a vail, their was a silver tiarra that went with in it.

Livvie and Hermione gasped. "I love it," Hermione told Ginny. She took the dress and tried it on. The bodice stuck to Hermione like a second skin. "Do you think Harry will like this?"

"He'll love it," Livvie told her.

"You'll knock 'em dead kiddo," said Ginny with a laugh.

*****
After two more hours of shopping, Hermione was getting sick. She had barley slept the pasted few night and it was starting to catch up with her.

"Hermione, are you okay? You look like a ghost."

"I'm just tired. I haven't been feeling well lately."

Livvie looked concerned. "Does Harry know?"

"No!" Hermione said a little to loudly. "I mean, no, it would only worry him over nothing."

They just nodded and went back to Hogwarts.

When they walked through the doors, Hermione stopped dead in her tracks and fainted. "Hermione!" Livvie and Ginny exclaimed.

"I'll get her to the hospital wing, you go get Harry," Livvie told Ginny.

Ginny nodded and ran up to the common room. Ron and Harry were playing chess. "Harry!" Ginny came running through the portrait hole. "Hermione... she just fell... she.. she... we were just looking at gowns and she said she was tired... and wanted to go back to school," she explained through gasps of air.

"Where is she?"

"Livvie took her to the hospital wing."

Ron, Ginny, and Harry ran down to the hospital wing. They saw Livvie standing in the waiting room.
"Livvie," Ron ran up to her and hugged her. "What going on?"

"I got her here as fast as I could and Madam Pomfrey took her away."

They waited for another ten minutes when Madam Pomfrey came in. "Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger would like to see you." Before he could ask, she held up her hand. "She's fine, justs needs a good night sleep. I am putting her on bed rest for a day or two. She can go back to her room when ever she is ready."

Harry nodded and walked over to Hermione. "Hey," he whispered. "You scared me you know."

"Hey to you too. I'm sorry, I was just so tired," she smiled faintly.

Ron, Livvie and Ginny all walked in and smiled. "Hey, are you okay, you nearly gave me a heart attack when you fellin the hall," Livvie told her.

"I'm fine, really. I just want to go up to our room and go to sleep." she stared to get up, but fell right back down.

"Come on," Harry whispered and picked her up.

"I can walk you know," Hermione argued.

"Right, and have you fall right back down, fat chance."

Hermione put up no futher argument as harry carried her back to their bedroom. She was almost asleep when he put her down on the bed. "Stay with me," she whispered. "I don't want to be alone."
Harry nodded and slipped under the covers. He wrapped his arms around her, and she fell asleep in his arms.

He woke up a few hours later by the sound of someone being sick from the bathroom. He got up and found Hermione kneeling on the floor of the bathroom, leaning over the toilet bowl.

She flushed the toilet, got up brushed her teeth, and got a cold cloth and put it on the back of her neck.

"Mione?" Harry asked.

She twirled aroound and stared wide eyed at him "Harry, what are you doing up? You are supposed to be asleep." She was leaning a little to heavily on the sink, and was about to slid to the floor, when she felt Harry's strong arms around he waist. "Come on, lets get you back to bed." All Hermione did was nod.

"Are you okay? Do you need to go back to the hospital wing?"

"No, I'm fine Harry, I just want to go back to sleep."

He layed them down on the bed and pulled up the covers.

*****
A few days later, Hermione, Harry, Livvie, Ron, Ginny and Draco were called into the Headmasters office.

"Please, won't you all sit down. We have much to discuss." Dumbledore told them.

They all sat down and looked at him.
"Professor, I presume this has to do with the living arrangment we have going here." Hermione started.

"Actully Miss Granger, that is precisly what I was going to talk to you all about. As you know Voldemort has grown back to full power and we are battling him everyday in our own way. You six, however are the key to stopping him"

"What?" They all said at the same time.

He laughed at their reaction. "Well perhaps this will help you." He passed out a scroll of parchment to each of them. "What you are reading is a prophecy written by Merlin himself. I will leave you alone to look over these in private, please fell free to ask me ant questions you may have.

Harry looked down at his parchment and stared to read.

The Lovers:
Two years have passed from the first kiss,
Two hours pass in order to miss.
Love each other for years to come,
It takes passion to come undone.
She lets her guard down for true love,
The seeker of the world above.
Love conqures all, even hate,
In order to win you must have fate.

The Visonairies:
Black and red the colors of danger,
You thought as much until you met that stranger.
Her eyes like sapires they are so blue,
It took her years to realize her heart was true.
It took her forever to trust,
And even then she tought it was lust.

The Advesaries:
Have known each other for seven years,
You learned to conqure all your fears.
The enemy of the dark and light,
Will help each side in day and night.
The lover keeps you on good,
Like no other person could.
The father keeps you in the dark,
Until your lover lit a spark.
A double agent you must play,
In order for light to seek their way.

A mother's love protected you,
your son will have that protection too.
Christmas Day it all started,
September is when it will be departed.

When dark and light must fight,
It will take all your might.
You must fight together,
In order for light to conqure forever.
If you choose a different way,
Darkness will seek his order and stay.
When all three couples are together,
Light will turn for the better.

He looked over at everyone who was staring at him.

"Do any of you know what this means?" he asked them.

"Well, it obviosly about us," Hermione said. "About all of us. The lovers, are Harry and I, the visionaries are Ron and Livvie, and the advesaries are Ginny and Draco. What supposed to happen is pretty clear, we just don't know when. Merlin talks about a son, and Christmas Day, does he mean Jesus?"

Draco snorted. "Merlin was a wizard, I don't think he cared about Jesus."

"Shut up Malfoy," they all said simultaniously.

Everyone was confused, but Hermione was thinking that all hope may not be lost after all.