It's not easy to explain, but . . .

Chapter 43

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"Why didn't you say something?!" Ginny hissed at Hermione.

"Why didn't you?!"  Hermione shot back.

"Because, if anybody said anything, she'd have known we'd seen Draco and her," Luna concluded, logically.  The other two knew she was right.

"Let's just not say anything; if they bring it up, fine, but otherwise, it really isn't any of our business," Tonks added.

The four women continued down the stairs to the Common Room, brows furrowed, wondering what the real story was.

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Draco walked into the dorm room he had been assigned to share with Tom, George, Fred and Teddy, fully dressed, having transfigured his clothes on the way.  Four heads swiveled to look at him as he came through the door.

"Ah, there you are, Draco.  Where you been, then? " Tom asked.

"Couldn't sleep, took a walk and wound up on the sofa down in the Common Room.  Just too strange sleeping in the Gryffindor dorm room, I guess," he added, shrugging.  "You lot ready to go down to breakfast?"

"Yeah."  "Sure"  "I'm starved!"  "Yes, indeed."

"Well, then let's get this show on the road, as they say . . . isn't that the right expression, Tom?"  Draco smiled.

"Right on the money!  Let's hurry down before Ron and Rupert get there, or there'll be nothing left!"

Draco stood aside, and bowed, waving the others out the door before him.  He was grinning from ear to ear as he followed them down the steps.

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Harry, Dan, Ron, Rupert, Neville, Sirius and Remus were lounging around the Common Room when the ladies arrived, followed by Emma.  Good mornings were exchanged, and then a silence settled over everyone, as they waited for the last group to join them.  It wasn't a minute later that Fred, George, Tom and Teddy came clattering down the stairs, Draco calmly walking behind them.

As Draco took the last step off the stairs, he looked up and spotted Emma.  He froze, everyone else watching from him to Emma and back, like a tennis match . . . who would move first, what would they do or say?  The suspense was killing them.  Then Draco grinned and Emma took off, running the length of the room and leapt into his outstretched arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, kissing him as he spun them around.

"DRACO! "  "EMMA!"

As they stopped spinning and snogging, Emma dropped her legs and stood there, Draco's arm around her waist, hers around his, looking puzzled.

"What?"

"Never mind." Tonks said, turning away from them and facing the group of open mouthed onlookers, pointing to the door.  "Breakfast, now!"

With much shaking of heads and a few snickers, they obeyed her, with Draco and Emma bringing up the rear, holding hands.

"You'd think they'd never seen two people snogging!" Draco exclaimed, loud enough for all of them to hear.

"Of course they have, Draco . . . they were watching us for a good five minutes earlier this morning,"  Emma replied, in an equally loud voice.

Tom exploded in laughter, followed by Fred and George, then the rest, as they made their way down the main staircase to the Great Hall.