Hello Everyone! By popular demand, I have removed this story as complete and will write the reunions between soul mates. I am more of a reader then a writer, so bare with me, the time it will take in between chapters may be long. I want to keep writing as a hobby and will not force myself to do so. :) I hope you enjoy this chapter. Much love xx

Draco Malfoy didn't sleep well that night. He kept thinking of who might be at the other end of his gold and silver line. The possibilities scared him.

The war had been over for a year now, he'd been cleared from all charges at his trial and had went back to Hogwarts for his 8th year as it was a condition to his clearance. He had mostly kept to himself, studied every night… but what did that matter really? Who would hire an ex death eater?

He'd been brooding in Malfoy Manor since the end of the school year. He didn't want to go out in public. He didn't want to see the look on people's face when they would see him. He was ashamed of what he had done but mostly mad at his parents to have had put him through the most horrible childhood one could dream of.

Draco Malfoy was tossing and turning in his bed when his bedroom door flew open.

'A Gryffindor! I'm matched with a Gryffindor! Can you believe it?' Theodore Nott said as he barged into the room.

'Get out.' Malfoy murmured from between his pillows.

'Dean Thomas … remember him?' Malfoy finally sat up to listen.

'Well last night, I couldn't wait to see who it was, it was eating me up inside. I seriously can't believe you've been waiting. Anyways, so I followed my purple line, right? And I really didn't have to go too far. I kind of just apparated to places in that general direction … and it so happens that he was doing the same thing. I ended up apparating right beside him.' He had Malfoy's full attention at this point.

'And then what happened?' he said.

'Well, we didn't say anything really, he walked towards me and held out his hands.' Malfoy then grabbed his hand to take a look at the ring.

'So, it's true?' he gaped. 'What is on your ring anyways?' He was examining Nott's ring very closely. Nott yanked his hand back to look at it himself.

'Well, I kind of like that it's got a purple hint to it, looks kind of nice. The design on it is a bit hard to see. I'm going to guess that those are runes.' As he pointed to the intricate lines on the side.

'Why are you not with him now?' Malfoy asked as he laid back down on his bed.

'He said he had to go to work. I don't even know what he does! We're supposed to meet up later tonight. I don't even know what to say to him! We never talked before. I didn't even know he liked blokes.'

'Who do you figure is at the other end of my line?' Malfoy asked. 'I mean, who could be so messed up that they could be matched to me?'

'Man, don't say that. Who knows!? Maybe she's from out of country and don't even know who you are.'

'Doubt that.' Malfoy looked pensive. 'I mean, I would go out and look for her, but I don't want to go out in public. Why can't she just find me?'

'Malfoy, you know that if she did, she's be stuck at the wards now?'

Malfoy shot straight out of bed. 'I didn't even think about that!' He was rummaging to find some clothes, and ran straight out the door with Nott on his tail.

'Slow down mate!' Nott cried after Malfoy.

'What if she's been waiting there all night?' He looked a bit frantic.

By the time they got to where the line was crossing the wards they knew no one was waiting on the other side of it.

Malfoy started to walk back towards the manor. 'What are you doing? Aren't you going to go after her?'

Malfoy looked conflicted. 'I do.' He grabbed his hair to pull on it. 'But I really don't want to go out there. I'm not ready.'

Nott looked at his friend. 'Ok. You know what? I'm going to follow your line and see where it takes me. Hopefully she wont move for a while or I'll have to start all over again starting at you. I'll figure out who she is, then you can figure out how you want to contact her.'

'I can't even say how much that would mean to me. Are you sure?' Malfoy looked like a mess, he had so many conflicted emotions going on.

'Sure. I'll do it. Just one thing. You'll owe me one.'

Malfoy smirked back at Nott, 'Yeah, yeah, wouldn't have it any other way.' With that being said, Nott apparated away.

Hermione was just making herself a tea while going through all her pamphlets. They were to get their NEWTs today and she couldn't wait to start applying on internships. She already had a couple lined up in different fields but she really wanted to see her NEWT results before making any decision. She was trying to read her letter from one of the best potion's Masters in front of her but her gold and silver line was so bright that she was unable to read it. This was a real nuisance. She'd really have to find her match before she started on any job or it would be distracting.

She had just put her tea down and tried bringing the letter higher so she could read over her line that she heard a knock at the door.

She had just got up from her seat that she heard it knocked again. She hoped for a moment that it would be her match, but that thought quickly went away as she realized her line was shooting straight from her to another wall, and nowhere near the door.

She opened her door and saw Theodore Nott standing in her entry way.

'Granger?!' And he just burst out laughing. 'I can't believe it! Oh, HE won't believe it!'

Hermione looked a bit offended at this. 'Nott? What are you doing here?'

Nott couldn't stop laughing. 'This is great! Absolutely great! I should've guessed!'

'It's Malfoy, isn't it?' She sat down on the nearest chair. 'Oh, for Merlin's sake Nott! Calm down already.' She pulled him down on a chair.

'Gryffindor's … we're being invaded by Gryffindors!' He managed to choke out in between his laughter.

'Who did you get matched with?' As she'd just seen his ring.

He shot her a look, but then shrugged. 'Whatever, you'll know soon enough. Dean Thomas.'

Hermione smiled, 'that's good.' It barely left her mouth before she realized what she had just said.

Nott looked up at her, suddenly very serious. 'What do you mean?'

'Doesn't matter. Would you go get Malfoy for me? I want to get this over with, if you don't mind.' She really didn't want to see Malfoy at the moment, but it was the only thing she could think of that would change the topic.

Theo Nott smirked. 'Be right back golden girl! Oh, I can't wait to see this!'

Draco Malfoy was nervous. Nott had been gone for 2 hours. What was taking so long! Did she live that far away? He'd been pacing the gardens since Nott had left. He was about to do another loop as he saw Nott come through the wards.

Malfoy bolted towards him. 'Did you find her?! Who is she?! Where was she?! What took you so long?!'

'Yep! I found her alright and she's waiting for you right now! Come one, I'll side apparate us to her.' Nott was trying to hide his excitement, didn't want to give anything away. He wanted to see his reaction. Malfoy was so eager to go that he never noticed the faint smile that couldn't leave Nott's face.

'You ready mate?' Nott was having a hard time hiding his smile at this point. Malfoy, not thinking anything of it gave a quick nod.

Malfoy was standing on a porch in front of the open door to a house next to Theo Nott. His gold and silver line shooting straight to the person standing inside the house. His mouth opened wide, no sound coming out of him. Nott had a really hard time keeping it together as he was trying to hold in a chuckle.

'You look like a mess, Malfoy. Nott, you may go now.'

Malfoy looked over with a pleading look at Nott. 'Hey, you wanted me to find her, its done. Now you owe me.' Hermione was sure she could still hear his laugh as he disaparated away.

She looked over at Malfoy who hadn't moved. He looked transfixed. She pulled him into her house and closed the door.

'Want some tea, Malfoy?'

'How are you OK with this?'

'Couldve been worse, if im being honest.'

'Did you forget everything that I've done to you?' He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe he'd been matched with Hermione Granger. He couldn't believe she'd be matched with a guy like him.

'I mean, I didn't forget the insults, and how much of a git you used to be. Do you still think of me as a mudblood? Do you still think I'm ugly? My teeth? My hair? I don't think you do, or we wouldn't have soul mate lines, would we?' Hermione half smiled.

'Of course, I don't think of blood status anymore. I was raised to believe it was the utmost importance, but look at where that brought me. And I've seen your blood, it's the same as mine, just as muggles. The insults? They weren't true at all, it was the only way I could convince myself that I didn't think that I found you really pretty.' He had whispered that last part, he had gotten carried away in his monologue and somehow it made its way out. He stayed silent after that.

Hermione made her way over to him. 'Give me your hands.'

'Are you sure?' He was keeping his hands to his sides. 'We could find a way to break it if that's what you want. I wouldn't blame you. If I were you, I wouldn't want to be associated with someone like me.'

'Oh, everything is not about you, you know. Just give me your hands already.' She reached down for his hands and immediately a silver and gold light surrounded their hands. It was hot and cold at the same time. They could see identical rings appear on their fingers. As soon as the rings were materialized, the light dissipated.

The ring was a twisted and knotty design of gold and silver lines, there seemed to be multiple runes on the inside edge of the ring. Hermione was already analyzing what kind of runes they could be.

'I'm glad it's not purple of pink.' Malfoy let out, sounding relieved.

'I think the colour of our lines is very revealing on what colour our ring is going to turn out to be.' Hermione presumed.

'Goyle's line was pink.' Malfoy sneered.

'Tough luck.' Hermione said as she was still examining the runes.