PensieveTears

You guys I'm so so so soooo sorry I haven't updated. I had a tragedy occur recently. I Senior at my high school died Saturday January 28, 2012... Entire school has been depressed and cried endlessly. I'll definitely try to get this done by Friday. Again, I'm so sorry. One small request. If you could please, please search in your hearts, pray for this kid's family. I don't feel obligated to say his name, but he went by "Marshmallow" Or "Chucky".(silly insiders) Please pray he's with God, and his family will be alright. Thank you all. So so much. =)

** I do NOT own ANYTHING Harry Potter, that belongs to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros.** Chapter 4 The next morning, Draco walked downstairs to see a sleeping Hermione on the couch. She still had her uniform on, and a book opened on top of her stomach. Draco chuckled to himself and went to wake her. He thought she looked so beautiful. Her curls fell lazily around her sleeping figure. Her hands looked very slim and beautiful, one was against her forehead in a very sexy looking pose. He walked to the front of the couch and nudged her with his knee, "Granger. Up, breakfast time. We gotta deliver our ideas to McGonagall. Come on. UP!" He clapped

**I do NOt own ANYTHING Harry Potter, that  belongs to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros.** Chapter 3 Hermione's eyes jerked open. Something woke her, she turned to see what time it was. "Ugh, it's 3:00am." She groaned. Suddenly, she heard muffled sobs. Quickly she sat up and listened carefully. Hermione slowly got up and walked out of her room in her pajamas. She followed the cries to Draco's door. "M-Malfoy's crying?" She thought to herself, astonished. Hermione quietly knocked on the door, the crying continued, but nobody came to the door. "Alohamora," she whispered, hearing the clicking of the door unlocking. Slowly she turned the knob,

**I do NOT own anything Harry Potter, that all belongs to The Goddess of Literacy J.K. Rowling.** Chapter 2 Hermione, Malfoy, and McGonagall came to a stop in the corridors at the painting of two lovers in a row boat that sat in the middle of lake during sunset. The two lovers were staring into each others eyes and smiling deeply. They leaned in for a kiss, but were interupted when McGonagall cleared her throat. They looked at her and asked for the password. "Missa Contra Mundum." She spoke with a slight smirk on her face. Hermione and Draco were puzzled as to what it meant. "I'll have to look that up later," Hermione thought to herself.

Disclaimer:  I do NOT own ANYTHING Harry Potter, that all belongs to the Goddess of Writing J.K. Rowling. :) **This is my first fan-fic, so I'm begging for any sort of harsh criticism. I'd love your advice on how to improve. It starts out as R/Hr but slowly becomes D/Hr.** Chapter 1 Hermione never liked thunder storms. Even if she was a Gryffindor, they made her jump and have a hard time sleeping. Though she never admitted it, they down right terrified her. The booming of thunder sounded far too similar to the sounds of spells blasting around her like in the war. Although Voldemort was defeated, she felt she could sense his evil in the sto