I couldn't believe that he would just up and leave me here. I just couldn't. But the evidence begged to differ. I look down at the note again.
Dear Hermione,
By the time you read this I will be gone. I would say I am sorry, but I would be lying. This is for the best. When I am around you nothing goes right, everything crumbles. And we both know it's true. When we got together you lost your job, your friends, your family and when we married we lost our house and our money. Nothing good comes out of this.
I hope life treats you kindly now.
Goodbye,
Draco Malfoy.
Tears stream down, dropping on the parchment. I wipe my eyes with my sleeve, sniffing. In the next room, I hear the distinct pop of flooing. I stiffen. "Hermione? Where are you?" the traitors calls out.
I stay silent, praying to Merlin that they will leave. Footsteps echo in the hallway. " 'Mione? We know your here. Please come out." They say again. But I make no sound, just sit on the lonely bed that I once shared with my husband.
Ou- my bedroom door open and blue lights fill the room. "Hermione! What are you doing?" Potter askes as he flips on the lights. All of them are here, every single one of them. I look at them with hateful eyes because they were the reason he left. They MADE him leave.
The youngest Weasley, now a Potter, rushes towards me, hugging me. I flinch from her and scoot back. A small frown forms on all of their faces, not expecting my reaction to her. "Are you okay?"
No I'm fine. I think sarcasticly, My fucking husband left me and I'm doing great...Bitch. "Of course she's fine. The ferret is gone. Now everything can go back to the way it was before." the idiot pronounces happily. And I snap.
"YOU IDIOT!" I yell, "NOTHING WILL EVER BE THE SAME! I CERTAINLY WON'T BE!" All stare in shock at me.
"Dear, what is wrong with you? Arn't you happy to see us?" the woman who I loved as if she was my own mum questions.
I round on her. "WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? ARE YOU THAT IGNORANT? MY HUSBAND JUST LEFT ME! AND IT'S YOUR FAULT! SO I AM SO SORRY," I say with sarcasm," THAT I AM PISSED OFF AND ANGRY. AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION I AM , WITHOUT A DOUBT, NOT HAPPY TO SEE ANY OF YOU!"
I take a deep breath, "Just get out. Go." I say softly.
A firm hand grabbes my shoulder, "You don't mean that-"
"GET OUT!" I scream, " LEAVE ME ALONE!"
They all take a step back, their heads down. "We're sorry." The twins say somberly. And they leave.
The second they do, I fall. Heavy sobs rack my body, I wrap my arms around my legs and hug them to my chest. The same thought replays over and over again. Come back to me, Draco. Come back to us, love.
Hours later sleep finally takes over...
6 years later...
"Scorpious? Where is are you?" I call out.
"In here, mummy," my darling son yells back. I walk up the staires and into my bedroom. When I walk through I see him. A small body dressed in green pj's sit next to my bed.
"And what are you doing," I ask as I sit next to him, pulling him into my lap. He restes his head in the crook of my neck. He looks up, with the warm brown eyes that he has. He shruggs his shoulders.
"Who is this with you?" he holds up a picture. A dull pain stabs at my heart when I see what it is. I swallow tightly before I answer.
"That, Scorpious Alexander Malfoy, is your father..."
Finished.
A/n: everything except plot belongs to JKR. Sorry for any mistakes. R&R please.
