Perfect Two...

Chapter Forty Two: An Invitation From Hogwarts

The next week was great for Hermione, she was in a good relationship with Draco. They were meeting almost every day after their big night. Hermione just knew he was the one, for twelve years she only loved him and only him, and she believed that if he wasn't hers she'd never be for anyone else.
The way he looked at her like if they were the only one in the universe, the way he touched her, his lips on hers only made Hermione fall more and more in love with him. Both were meant to be.
Hermione manged to make any excuse to leave Eleanor with her mum, Hyldey, Ron and Ginny who no matter what Hermione said wouldn't believe her and just knew she was going to meet him. She loved spending time with him, the man who she spent her life time loving him and no one but him. Draco never stopped visiting Helena who was still pretending to be tired and sad just to be with him, and Draco in somehow believed that he was the reason why Helena tried to suicide, which made Hermione feel only more disgusted. Whenecer she saw Helena touching Draco she felt that her blood was boiling and she was about to explode, slap her and tell her to stay away from him. To Hermione Draco'd been always hers, he was the one who helped her along in her life, in school and after. He was supporting her in every way possible, he had her back, and was there for her whenever she needed him. But seeing him with Helena made her going mad, Helena was the drama queen in the group, she had nothing to do buy acting up, she was trying to take every one Hermione loved away from her.

Couple days ago..

Hermione was running in one of the parks, doing her usual sports in the fresh air. Wearing a grey jogging pants, a white top and a purple jacket, her hair in a high pony tail. She had her white earphones in her ears, listening to Muggles songs. She was grinning every now and then, thinking of Draco had always draw a smiles and grins on her face. She remembered their previous night in his place, when he was wearing a black apron shirtless, cooking dinner for her. The way he kissed her gently then deeply and roughly, the way his hands traveled over her skin, his warm tongue licking her neck. Hermione bit her lip with a soft smile trying, thinking about him made her ran faster with joy. Hermione spotted the tall frame of Helena, standing next to a wooden bench, her arms crossed and she had a fake smile. Hermione slowed down and stopped when she was next to Helena
"Hello Hermione." Said Helena still having the fake smile

"I see -- you -- still alive." Said Hermione panting

Helena let a soft chuckle "Let's talk Hermione."

"What do -- you want?" her hands on her hips

"Come on, let's sit and talk, girl to girl." she sat down, Hermione frowned and copied her action, sitting next to her waiting for her to speak "What are you trying to do?" she asked

"I don't know, you tell me."

"Stop acting so innocent! I know what you're up to!"

"Oh really? What am I up to?" Hermione grinned

"To take the one I love away from me," the grin slowly faded from Hermione's face "First Hyldey.. And now, Draco"

"What rubbish is that?"

"Look, I happened to find this." Helena pulled a roll of parchment off her bag and handed it to Hermione, Hermione almost rolled her eyes, grabbing the roll and wondering what kind if silly thing did Helena bring to her. Hermione let the roll scroll down and the first thing her eyes landed on was the Hogwarts crest,

'Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry is celebrating the knew generation!
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... All professors were expecting Hermione Granger to be in first place, but never Draco Malfoy in second! The young man seemed to be hiding his skills to his last year' Hermione read in her mind