I slowly sat back down.

Draco sat beside me, about six inches away.

We both sat in silence, as we stared blankly into the morning sky.

"You shouldn't be here, Draco." I whispered to him.

Oh, how it pained me to say it.

Draco licked his lips slowly.

"I-I just.... wanted to make sure you were okay." Draco stumbled over his words, as he spoke.

"I'm beaten and bloody. I got torchered with the cruciatus curse. Do you think I'm ok?" I asked him.

"I never meant for that to happen. I never meant for you to get hurt." Draco whispered.

His voice shook as he spoke.

"I know, Draco. If you wanted to hurt me, you wouldn't have begged her to stop. If you wanted to hurt me, you wouldn't have picked me up off that floor." I reassured him.

Draco turned his head toward me, his eyes were filled with pain and sorrow.

"How did you get that bruise on your face?" I asked him.

"My father, because I stopped Bellatrix. And because Dobby helped you guys. " Draco whispered.

He took a deep breath, to collect himself, before speaking again.

"I want to thank Dobby, for getting you guys out of there." Draco said.

Oh, Dobby.

"Draco...." I began to say, "Dobby died. Bellatrix's dagger got him."

Draco closed his eyes, taking deep breaths to prevent him from crying.

I moved closer to Draco.

He quickly wrapped his arms around me, as we rested our heads on one another.

"I like that elf, he was rather kind. My father would get mad at me, because I wouldn't hit Dobby. I just couldn't bring myself to do it." Draco cried quietly.

"I'm sorry, Draco. We buried him properly, we even gave him a head stone." I comforted Draco.

Draco looked up at me.

His eyes blinked slowly.

"Can we run away together? Just leave everyone and everything behind us? We can go anywhere you want and not have to look back. I don't care, as long as I'm with you." Draco begged softly.

He ran his hand through my hair slowly.

I wanted to, but I know I couldn't.

"I wish it was that easy. You know if we both leave, they would come after us. They would kill us in a matter of days. " I replied.

"I know." Draco sighed.

Draco and I held each other, as the sun began rising in the sky.

We just took in the short moment we had together.

In that moment, the worries of the world were pushed aside.

It was just us.

"You know, that's now how I wanted you to see my house." Draco chuckled.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, it was rather messy.... and I was gonna bring you there for the holidays. To spend Christmas with my mother and I. She's rather fond of you." Draco gave me a soft smile, as he kissed my forehead.

"I would have came. Your mother seems lovely. Did you tell her about when I punched you in the face?" I giggled.

Draco rolled his eyes playfully.

"Yes." Draco groaned at the memory.

"What did she say about that?"

"Well, she laughed. She said...I shouldn't have done that. I told her I was flirting, and she said I was doing it all wrong." Draco laughed.

"Well, it seemed to work didn't it? I mean, here we are. Even after punching you in the face, you still crawled back to me? I'm nothing but trouble. " I laughed, as I looked him in the eyes.

The specks of blue grew, as Draco smiled back at me.

"Trouble never looked so God damn fine. And do you really think I care about anything other than you?" Draco let out a sigh of relief as he spoke.

"I care about you too, Mr ferret." I chuckled.

"Shut up and kiss me, darling." Draco said, grabbing the sides of my face.

Our lips smashed together, loving bliss filled both of our bodies.

We both slowly pulled away from each other.

The sun was nearly up, and over the horizon.

"I have to go." Draco sighed.

"Promise, you'll see me again?" I asked, as he stood up.

"I promise." Draco said, before vanishing into thin air.

And just like that, Draco was again gone from my touch.

Though he was gone from my touch, he was forever on my mind.

I quickly crawled back into the window.

There sat Hermione and Luna, mixing together the polyjuice potion.

Their plan was to take polyjuice potion to sneak into Bellatrix valt, to see if there is a Horcrux in there.

"I heard talking." Hermione quickly said.

"In my defense, I was left unsupervised." I nervously joked.

Why didn't you come and stop me then?

"Because he's no danger." Luna replied to my thoughts.

Hermione shook her head.

"You've got hair on your shirt." Luna spoke.

I looked over at my shoulder to see a platinum blonde hair.

Hermione quickly picked the hair off, and smiled.

"I have an idea." Hermione spoke proudly.