Tangled Up in You

by Snuffleslover

Draco Malfoy along with the other survivors of the Battle of Hogwarts are trying to get on with their lives. Most of last years 7th year students have returned to Hogwarts to sit their NEWT's. Everything is slowly returning to normal until attacks and disappearances start to happen again. Draco finds friendship and possibly love where he never imagined. Rated M for later chapters.

1. Prologue

Prologue

"This is the beginning of the end," Draco thought to himself as he dodged some type of curse that was thrown his way. Draco sent a stunning spell at one of their many opponents. He didn't want to kill anyone. Sure, during his time as a death eater he had tortured people, something he was still coming to terms with and trying to make amends for, but he had never killed another person and did not want to start now.

Draco glanced around quickly before charging back into battle. He wasn't sure if he was on the winning side, there seemed to be a lot of casualties, but at least he knew he was on the right side this time. He was no longer a coward hiding behind his parents and their ridiculous beliefs. He winced as he felt a sting on his left shoulder. "Stupefy," he shouted as he turned and faced the masked figure behind him who had shot the curse. His opponent dodged it, but just barely. He easily blocked another curse the person shot his way.

He wondered who the person was. This person clearly did not want to kill him. None of the curses thrown at him were deadly, unlike the green sparks he saw flying around him. He quickly shouted "expelliarmus," and pocketed the person wand as soon as it flew to him. The person tried to flee, but he quickly stunned them. He walked over to the person and removed their mask. Pansy Parkinson. Draco shook his head feeling almost sorry for the girl. She just couldn't get over the blood supremacy nonsense that was indoctrinated into them since birth. He cast a spell and ropes bound her legs and arms together.

He turned away from Pansy and thought about her. Where was she? He hadn't seen her since they arrived at the battle. He hadn't heard her, but that wasn't surprising. You couldn't hear much with the sound of battle raging on. He shot a quick stunning spell at the figure Dean Thomas was dueling and they gave each other a curt nod before both heading back into the action to help their fellow comrades.

That's when he heard her scream. He had promised himself that she would never be hurt again, not if he could help it. He darted between bodies and broken glass pushing forward trying to find her. Whoever caused her pain would pay for it. He thought about his earlier sentiment, about not wanting to kill anyone, but didn't know if that would still ring true when he found the person who had harmed her.

"How had it come to this," he pondered "how do you go from detesting a person's very existence to not knowing how you can live without them?" When Draco finally made it through the throng of people and saw her his heart stopped in his chest. She was twitching on the ground about 20 meters away. Hermione. His eyes traveled to the man holding the wand pointed at her, he would recognize that blonde hair anywhere, it was his father, Lucius.