Hp fanfic Draco Hermione
This is my first I have done four chapters so far in advance. This is post war. I am not a Ronald fan, so warning. I am approaching this by how my logic works. I am also not a Ginny fan so she wont be in this other then mentioning. Hermione is in an abusive relationship with Ron. Draco is a counter intelligence spy sort to speak. The darkness does not leave the wizarding world and leave others to wonder is Voldemort alive or did he leave something behind. I never watched the cursed child so if I am ripping it off it is not on purpose. Snape is not dead, Lupin is not dead.
The dark road
It was a long night for Draco, most nights he was hunting down dark magic users and death eaters. Draco work as a counter agent for the defense against the dark arts department of the ministry of magic. He had wanted to be a healer since he had real high Elf blood in his family, no not the house elf which was a misconception of Halflings or hobbits, real Elven lineage. But he was tainted, his Elven ancestor Ethriel lady of the eternal forest had said. Being forced by Voldemort to become a death eater had sullied his once pure magic. So he would only be able to kill. It was another cruel act from a insane dead wizard that curse his life. Now he hunted those who he would have been like. Funny it was Snape's idea, the last kind magic he used, his last healing magic had been to save the professor. In return Snape gave him focus, he even counseled him with his PTSD. He hadn't married despite his parents hopes for children. Too many flash backs. His father made the biggest change. Death eater turned coexistence activist, seeing true hell he said changed him. It was funny Draco thought that only true evil could show you who you really were.
Draco stopped outside a seedy pub as he took another puff of his herbs to ease his PTSD. Another gift from Snape, the man should in the ministry of magic for Merlin's sake. But, he wanted to reach young witches and wizards before they became another Voldemort. Draco tapped out his long pipe of Ash wood and scraped out the ashes with the 3 in 1 pipe tool and pocketed both the pipe and the tool. He let out a deep breath and look down when he heard a small soft voice call to him, "Do you have need? I can keep you company tonight."
Draco frowned and thought, 'How sad is it that witches are reduced to this to survive?' Against his better judgement he looked over toward the woman. He was shocked to see a frail and deathly skinny Hermione Granger wearing harlot's clothes of Red with white lace. Her eyes were scared yet held no hope in them. They were hollow. He knew she couldn't see his face while he stood there in the shadows. He looked down with his hood drawn over his long blonde hair he kept braided. Draco was sad that he could see relief in her eyes that he was walking towards her. That meant she had been doing this awhile. But, what the bloody hell happened to her.
"I'm glad you changed your mind. You won't regret it." Hermione said as she ran her small fingers along his chest of his cloak.
"I regret everything I have ever done Granger." Draco said as he looked down at her tragic face.
Hermione frowned and looked scared and asked, "How do you know that name?"
"I have a better question Hermione. What happened to you?" Draco asked her.
Hermione panicked and backed up saying, "I have to go. If I don't get enough, I'll be in trouble."
Draco saw bruises appear on her skin. Her illusion spell wore off. Draco took a sharp intake of breath and walked up to her. He cupped her bruised face in his hands and said, "I can't let you go with these bruises." He dug deep inside himself and spoke words of healing. Hermione gasped in relief from the pain being gone. Hermione asked, "Who are you?"
Draco released her face and removed his cloak and said, "Oh Hermione what did you get yourself into you bloody foolish bird."
Hermione gasped and covered her mouth in shock. It was a sad and tired Draco Malfoy. She never thought she'd see anyone from her year in Hogwarts. She started to cry and said, "You can be alive. Ron said you killed yourself. That you were gone just like Harry is."
Draco frowned and asked, "What do you mean I was supposed to be dead? And what happened to Potter? Why are you out here work a corner like some bloody Ladybird, instead of work in the ministry of magic like I do?"
"You work there? Ron won't let me. After Harry lost his mind Ron became dangerous. I have make enough to get his liquor or he'll punish me. I have to work. Please don't tell him." Hermione said and started to panic.
Draco schooled his face and hid his outrage at what Ronald had become. He took Hermione by the hand and said as he walked toward a walk and casted a spell, "I can't leave you here with that monster. I'm taking you home. My mother works with abused women. She'll know what to do"