Dracos POV
I lay awake not having been able to sleep we arrived back at 12:00 exactly it is now 3:45 i know I should sleep I have classes blah blah blah but to be honest I can't get her out of my head, everything about her remains engraved the way her hair falls on her face or her smirk shows her sassiness for the world to see or the fact that she is mine. I love her is the only simple way to put it, I always have to be honest and when she was taken away (or rather when she had to become a muggle) she took a peace of me with her they say you will forget that you won't remember her on you wedding day.....there wrong you never forget the one you love . No matter what you do or what they do they always find a way to crawl into you're consciousness......knok,knok.knok
'Come in' I say and that very women walks in......hermione
' got dammit hermione it's like three something'
' err Drake it's actually six' I had not realised I had fallen asleep
' oh damn I can't be botherd to go to classes'
' you think I can but if we don't mcgonagall will go all bitch on us'
' god we dont want that where is my robes'
' draco hun we dont wear robes anymore'
' right you are hun' i stand up and pick out my black suit hermione comes in minutes later in that stunning black floor lengh gown with her hair in a bun kind of thing and we walk out the portrait togeather
' mr. malfoy and ms. err granger you had a visitor that i counldnt quite get rid of ' the portrait of professer snape says as his gaze lifts to a figure in the corner as me and hermione turn the figure come out and it turnns out as ron oh great
' no its fine snape we cant ignore ugly forever'
' i'd speak for yourself hermione'
' i'd shut my trap and get the hell out of here if i were you weasel'
' this does not concern you malfoy'
' oh i believe it does ron he's my boyfriend and if its my buissness its his to if you have a problem with that then you can go ahead and leave because quite frankly i am sick of the sight of you'
'i do have a problem yes but i shall not leave you see i wont stand around to watch the girl i love waste her time on a pathetic low-life scum'
' aww you love me ron for real' she says and walks up to him
' yes hermione of course i cant beliveve you care'
' i dont ' she says slaps him and returns to my side
' now if you excuse me weasel i must leave i have to go wash your ugly face of my hand ' she says and we walk of me and hermione arent hungry so we go out on to the grounds and sit by the black lake we lie there for what seems like 5 minutes when in reality classes started 10 minutes ago me and hermione walk towards potions and enter to one of slughorns boring speaches
' ahh ms.granger mr.malfoy nice of you to join us may i ask why you are so late'
' ahh whatever your name is i wish i could say the feeling is mutual just to let you know its not'
' and the reason we are late is because we could not be arsed to get up this morining'
' had a tireing night did you were you up late'
' we did yes zabini quite tiering this one is arnt you hermione'
' you should know you can barley talk though'
