Hey everyone.

I know i should be working on M or S? more but this story has been on my mind for awhile. It is a pretty set plot so it won't be terribly long.

I also plan on writing a Cedric/Hermione/Harry called "Monster" after an amazing video that has been made on youtube with the makers permission. Still in progress but it might be out soon. Please check it out. Just type in "Monster Cedric Hermione Harry" it is made by futurefilmmaker14. its really good and i think everyone should like it.

Anyway heres the next fanfiction.

Enjoy.

The sun was setting as someone laid a bouquet of flowers down. School had started like every other year, but it ended like nothing before. Autumn had been a time of honesty. With Winter it brought a love, and Spring came… Spring is a time to grow, a time of rebirth…but a death struck it hard. She died that spring, not making it to see the last day of the calendar that she had checked off. He felt different though. He felt he was a better person, because of a love that never died.

The castle was hot and bright in the morning. It was the Saturday after school started, the Golden trios last year. Harry and Ron threw butterbeer and sweets among each other while Hermione sat under the shade reading a book. Ron scoffed when she first pulled it from her small carry bag.

"Honestly 'Mione! It's one of the hottest days ever! Put the book away!" he yelled with a mouth full of chocolate.

"Unlike you Ron I have many N.E.W.T classes and I plan on passing it this year." Hermione covered her face from view with the book.

"Hermione.." Harry said putting a finger on the top of the book and lowering it so he could see her face. Large streams of tears dripped down her pink cheeks. She looked at him lost and Ron uttered his sorry repeatedly. Harry pulled her into a tight hug, she felt so tiny to him, like a child.

"Oh, what's this, the golden trio finally taking turns with each other in public." Malfoy snickered and the goons laughed.

"How's your dearest father, Malfoy?" Harry said in retort and Malfoy's face contorted in anger. He examined each of them, their faces, until he noticed something rare. Hermione was crying.

"What's with you mudblood, finally have someone put you in your place?"

Hermione stood up, he face still wet with the tears she had been crying. Malfoy towered over her as she glared up at him. "Get lost Malfoy!"

"Or what, the ginger will attack me with his broken wand?"

"No, I will." She had nothing to lose at this point in her life. The war was over, and those who had been against them were not to be tolerated.

"Right Mudblood. You couldn't…" a loud smack eminated from them. Hermione stood tall were Malfoy was now clutching his face. Blood trickled down his cheek and he moved quickly away from them. Muttering that she was going to pay for what she did.

"Hermione, you could be expelled."

"Dumbledore has already talked to me, I'm welcome to go to all the classes, but he knows about everything. I can't be expelled when I'm no longer an actual student."

She walked away from them leaving Ron to pick up her book. He started to walk behind her before Harry caught his arm.

"Give her time."

"She doesn't have time to spare."

Draco sat in the hospital wing as Madame Pomfrey put a brownish paste on him for the swelling and stopped his bleeding.

"What caused this Mr. Malfoy?"

"I was pushed and hit my cheek against the wall."

"Wall must be shaped like a hand." She said and he just ignored her. "All better." She said and then walked away. He stood and left the room annoyed with the horrible paste on his face as he walked to the heads dormitories.

He walked in to see her there. Sitting on the balcony. It was the first time since the first night he saw her in their quarters, and he had revenge on his mind. He was going to wait and calculate his attack. During the night would be the best, when she had her guard down and her wand elsewhere.

Draco sat in his room. His eyes still had a hard time dealing with the sunlight pouring into his room. Slytherin was dark with a green pale light from the black lake. He turned and looked through the bright window. His eyes following the people walking along the grounds. Everything seemed so happy now. Everyone is moving back into their normal lives as though the war never happened. So much changed. His father is in Azkaban and soon to receive the kiss, his mother under house arrest pending the investigation.

His mother was detained by Granger. He knew it. He knew all about Granger taking out his mother and father like it was simple. He hated how the mudblood ripped his family apart. He wanted to kill her, but his mother begged him not to.

The sun started to set and Draco walked to the bathroom that adjoined their rooms. He held his wand still in his hands as he opened approached her room. He tried the knob and to his surprise it was open. He opened it slowly and looked around the room expecting her to jump and hex him. Instead she was asleep on her desk. He walked in and stepped above her. Her face was slightly covered in curly brown hair, her skin blindingly white. He grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her upward by it. She didn't even flinch.

"I'm tired Ron, I can't do your work." She muttered and he let her face back down the desk. He looked at the books scattered around the room.

The titles varied from thinks like, Stage III; NSCLC; Squamus Cell Carcinomas, Lung Cancer, Potions that might have effect on muggle diseases.

He moved some books looking at the titles. All dealt with a condition known as cancer. Most of the lungs. Is it about astronomy? How could it effect the lungs? His head pounded.

"Granger!" he shouted and the girl stirred and lifted her head slowly, then shook it and laid it back down. He grabbed her hair again and yanked her back. She howled and her eyes jolted open to meet his. They grew wide at seeing him above her.

"Malfoy!" she said in a raspy voice as he glared at her.

"What the hell is lung cancer?!" he yelled as she managed to get her hair out of his grasp

She started to pull her books into a pile and them turn angrily at him. "GET OUT!" she screamed, her heart racing, her breath was shallow as if she had ran ten miles.

She lifted a pile from the floor and Draco pointed his wand at her. "I want to pay you back for everything mudblood."

"Malfoy." She muttered between a staggered breath. Her eyes looked at him and she seemed to freeze, her body growing rigid until it came crashing forward at him. Her books fell around him as she collided against him. He tripped over a book and she landed right on his chest.

"GET OFF OF ME! YOU FILTHY MUDBLOOD!" he screamed and pushed the limp body from him. Her cheeks were a firey red, but she didn't seem to be breathing well other than short raspy gasps. "Granger?" he shook her and her eyes fluttered, but then snapped closed.

He lifted her up in a split decision and started to move briskly towards the hospital wing. He didn't know why, but Granger wasn't healthy.

He laid her down and within moments Madame Pomfrey appeared from her office. She ran to Hermione's side and started summoning potions like crazy.

"Mr. Malfoy, unless you plan to become a piece of the wall, go back to your common room!" He watched her pour several different potions down Granger's throat. He didn't notice until now how skinney and sickly she looked. "Mr. Malfoy please! Leave!"

just the beginning i hope you all read the next chapter when it comes out and because of my sporatic updates you might want to have chapter alert.

Thank you for reading

Trich