A/N1: ello poppets! Ok, as Angela (from ttyl, ttfn and l8r, g8r), I will be the hopeless romantic and I don't care. I was thinking about this last night before I fell asleep---omg. I had such a crazy/scary dream! ---anyway…..romance. Alright. Here it goes…

Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter-verse. I am just playing in it…like a giant sandbox! P

Hermione was in a pool at night; all the lights were turned off except for the pool lights, which were a faded and tinted blue. That made the stars pop out more than usual. She wasn't alone in the pool, because with her was her significant other, Draco. She looked up to the stars, soaking in the beauty with wonder. Draco snuck up behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

She turned around, still in his arms and whispered, "I love you." Just like the way that Jamie first said it to Landon in Hermione's favorite muggle movie: A Walk to Remember. He whispered back, "I love you too." They both swam to the steps and sat, while his arms were lying on her waist still, as if he thought that if he let go, she might leave him forever.

After awhile of looking at the stars, Draco leaned in for a kiss, and Hermione gladly obliged. For some reason, that kiss felt to them that it held more meaning and love than all the others combined. They spent the rest of the night closely together, watching and waiting for shooting stars to seal their future together.

Soon it started to get colder, and Hermione shivered. Draco took notice of this and led her to the hot tub, sliding in together, and not letting go of the tender embrace they shared. The rest of the night wore to a close with the stars and moon being replaced by the rising sun. The scene took Hermione's breath away with the mixing hues of purple, orange and pink slowly rising over the horizon.

Draco tenderly rubbed Hermione's bare shoulders and kissed the top of her head, pausing to whisper, "The sunrise is beautiful." She nodded in agreement. "But," Draco finished, "I can think of one thing far more beautiful." Hermione blushed at his compliment and turned to face him. She got lost in his wondrous silver orbs and she once more fell prisoner to a passionate kiss; a prison she never wanted to leave.

A/N2: Oh my gosh, do you see what Spanish does to me? I totally wrote all of this in Spanish class yesterday. rawr. Please review!!

lovelove, erica