Truce (A Dramione Fanfiction)
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 3m
Ongoing, First published Jan 16, 2017
Set After the Battle at Hogwarts. 
EXCERPT:

"You were lonely," Hermione realized. When she said, Draco's shoulders slumped, as if he carried a great weight on them.
"Yes," he said in resignation. "It is incredibly lonely to be Draco Malfoy, and it is your...closeness, your friendship, that I shall always be jealous of."
Hermione edged closer to him, "We're friends now," she said. Were they? Hermione didn't know what they were. Two people bound together by a mutual restlessness.
"Is that what we are?" Draco inquired with amusement.
"We're having a civil conversation so I assume that's what we are.
Draco studied her. His expression no longer held its death-like blankness. He looked thoughtful. Then he stuck a pale hand out, "Hello, my name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
Hermione laughed, "Hermione Granger," she said, taking his hand. Draco folded his hand around his hers and shook it. Hermione stared at their clasped hands, "What is this, Draco?" she asked.
Draco met her eyes, "A fresh start."
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Breathing out, Hermione took his hand and said, "Valet in lucem." Draco wrinkled his nose, looking up at her confused. "Was that an insult?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "No Draco, it's an old saying in Latin." "Well I don't speak Latin 'Mione." She huffed. "I said, Light Prevails Malfoy, because it always does." Hermione thought he might try to argue with her again, make her red in the face with anger but Draco paused when he opened his mouth. She waited in anticipation. His features seemed to soften a little as he stared at the ground. When his eyes came back up to meet her, she thought she might get lost in his gaze. "Light prevails." Leaning in slowly, Draco kissed her on the lips and Hermionie pulled him in. -x- Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are far from friends, they're barely even acquaintances and if the two of them had their way, they would not be spending their final year at Hogwarts as Head Boy and Head Girl together. But as fate would have it, or rather McGonagoll, they are the top picks to keep the students at Hogwarts in check and out of harms way. Though the two of them might have something to say about that. Regardless, both Draco and Hermione accept their positions and try to move on from their old rivalry, close old wounds, and try to form some sort of friendship. But sometimes the past can't stay buried and old grudges die hard and despite not having to defeat a Dark Lord, their seventh year at Hogwarts may prove to be the hardest one yet. Dramione Fanfic Harry Potter Fanfic *Updates Every Tuesday AND Thursday* Highest Ranking: #59 in Dramione #93 in Dramione Fanfiction
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"Finally, leaving, Potter?" Draco sneers, taking another step forward. "Drop it!" says Hermione, also taking a step forward to the eying duo. Draco's gaze turns to Hermione. His sneer got uglier. He starts to walk over to her, his hand reaching in his pocket to take out his wand. He lifted the wand to face the girl, but she already had hers out. Before Draco could yell a spell, Hermione does it for him. "Depulso!" He grunts and stumbles back abruptly. But not just abruptly. He grunts and stumbles back into Harry, the sneer on his face becoming wider but then curious to know who he bumped into. He immediately turned around, and the position they were in made Ron snigger even more. Both of the Slytherin's hands were on the bookshelf on either side of Harry, basically trapping him against it. Harry's hands were down to his sides, gripping a part of the lower shelf. Both of their eyes were wide, staring at each other in heavy pants and shocked faces.