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"Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood?
Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas incarnadine,
Making the green one red." -Macbeth
Screaming filled the air, bodies lay all around her, and she could see his blond hair above everything running off. Hermione couldn't stop to go after Draco, she wanted to but she was following Harry and Ron. She wanted to go after him he had just saved her, why had he saved her? Hermione could still feel Draco's lips on hers as she was behind Harry. They were at the Shrieking Shack, she could still hear the snake moving in the room ahead of them. Blood, it was always blood. He was dying in front of her and she could do nothing to stop it. Hermione sat strait up in bed, her brown hair was stuck to her skin, her nightgown drenched from sweat as she was breathing heavy. Five years since the war and the dream always ended at his body. She felt tears falling as she got out of her bed. Snape, why couldn't she have saved him? His body went missing after that, she tried to find out who took it.
She saw Draco in her dream, she should have followed him instead of Harry and Ron. Twenty minutes before Draco disappeared she was cornered by MacNair on the second floor of the castle. MacNair had just sent her wand flying when Draco jumped in front of her and took the brunt of the curse. He sent MacNair flying backwards and turned around quickly and grabbed her. His mouth pressed against her, she could still after five years feel his lips on hers. She hadn't had that dream in months but she knew why she was having it tonight. Many of the missing after five years were pronounced dead this year, she had read the paper that morning saying that Draco was declared dead. She knew how much Narcissa missed him and how hard it was for her to go on without him. Hermione found herself a few months after the war volunteering with Narcissa at St. Mungo's, she was surprised how much she enjoyed the witch's company. Narcissa was diagnosed last year with Scrofungulus, Hermione visited her often at St. Mungo's.
Hermione knew with Lucius in Azkaban and Draco gone Cissa had nothing to live for. Her funeral was small, Hermione had never cried as hard at any funeral as she did for Narcissa. She argued with Ron and Harry before that, she started visiting Azkaban. Lucius was cruel, heartless bastard but hearing Cissa talk about she started seeing him in a new light. She would see Lucius once a month. She has no idea why she started but with Narcissa sick it was hard for Hermione to think of him there without anybody. He has always been kind to her on those visits. Her first visit she was scared, she thought he would be rude or deeming to her. She was surprised when she walked in and he was smiling and started talking. She smiled as she was walking to the bath, he was one of the wizards she could really talk to. He had a sharp mind and listened to her problems. She learned so much from him on her visits, she knew she could never replace Draco but she did give him company.
She washed her face in the bathroom sink and looked at her reflection, she searched four years for the missing. She found many after the war in muggle hospitals or at St. Mungo's under different names. After the battle everything was a mess, people were running everywhere. The school had been destroyed and so many had died. So many lives had been torn apart that year leading up to the battle. As the years passed those she found became less and less. She changed her clothes and laid back down, she turned to her clock. Three hours till it was time to get up to start teaching, she hoped sleep would come soon as she closed her eyes. Draco was in front of her looking at her and smirking, he was stunning. His skin glowed and his eyes were black, she stood in front of him in a white nightgown. He had on a black suite, a white shirt with his hands in his pockets. He said nothing to her as she reached out her hand to him.
"Don't leave me." She called out to him. His smirked turned into a smile as he removed his hand from pocket and held it out for her. "Please Draco, I am so sorry." She was moving closer to him, she whispered. "I need you." He winked at her as he moved away from her. Her alarm was going off as she woke up, it was going to be a long day. She pushed her hair back. "Damn it." She got out of bed to get ready to teach charms.
"How are this morning Head Mistress?" Hermione took her spot at the teachers table. She had study charms after leaving Hogwarts and passed all her test with flying colors. When she heard Flitwick was retiring she jumped at the chance to teach at Hogwarts. She started smiling it was Lucius who pushed her the hardest into taking the job, Harry and Ron wanted her to start with the Ministry.
"You look tired Hermione." McGonagall looked over at her. The young witch had some circles under her eyes and her eyes didn't have the normal spark. "Did you sleep well?"
"Not use to my new bed yet." Hermione laughed it off, it was her first year teaching at Hogwarts. The term had just started. It was bringing back a flood of memories from the war, she needed to get control of herself. She had told Harry her first day back she felt as if she was being watched. He laughed it off saying she was being paranoid, maybe she was.
"I know it's hard at first to get use to your rooms but by Christmas it will feel like home." She patted the young witch's hand.
"I have no doubt." Hermione smiled back.
She enjoyed teaching, she enjoyed being around the kids. After the war she and Ron tried being together but they were not compatible. She tired a few more time with other wizards but nothing. She figured teaching was as close as she was going to get to have her own kids unless a miracle happened. Harry and Ginny were already married with one child and Ron was dating a nice witch from America. She like Jade, she was good for Ron. She didn't put up with nonsense and she loved Molly. Not that Hermione didn't love Molly but she didn't want what Molly wanted for her kids. Both Harry and Ron had gone into being Aurors together, they both loved the work. She was happy to see her friend's settling down and having families. She just couldn't figure out why that wasn't happening for her.
She felt that at twenty-three she was an old maid, Merlin knows she tried with men. What she saw in the mirror was a nice looking women, she finally figured out how to control her hair. It lay in sun kissed curls down her back, she had a figure under her robes. Granted it wasn't a large figure but she had curves, her problem was finding stuff to talk about. Most wizard never knew what to say to her and when she found one who did the physical part was lacking.
The day was long with the lack of sleep she had, at dinner she figured she would go for a walk to clear her mind before bed. A clear mind and some fresh air would help her sleep. She made her way to her rooms and changed out of her teaching robes. They were so heavy but she knew once winter arrived no matter how many fires the castle had going it was going to be nice have those thick robes on. Hermione opened her window to let some air into her room, fresh air her mom use to say would get rid of the cobwebs. She missed her mom and dad, they had died in a car accident in Australia. She did all of that to protect them and she ended up losing them in the end. To her it was another casualty of war, she was tired of the loss.
She hopped in the shower, the hot water was steaming her bathroom. She moaned some under the water as her hand went between her legs. She leaned against the wall as she closed her eyes, she had a faceless lover. She let out a loud moan, she felt it again. Her eye shoot opened as she looked around her shower, it felt as if someone was watching her. She turned off the water and pulled the curtain back. She got out and wrapped her towel around her. She looked around her rooms, her wards were still up and she saw nobody in her rooms. She looked out of her window, the evening was calm. She shook the feeling and threw on her sweat pants and a tank top and walked the grounds.
It was the end of summer, the world was starting to have an orange hue to it as the sun was setting. She went by Hagrid's hut to see if he had returned from taking care of his brother yet. She could see the house was empty, she missed Hagrid right now. He would listen to anything she had to say and most of the time gave her good advice. She was on the edge of the forbidden forest when she stopped. She felt it again, someone or something was watching her. She could feel eyes on her back as she turned slowly around as she was pulling out her wand. She saw nothing but the trees in front of her. She sighed some as she tried to see past the trees, maybe it was just an animal.
"Hello?" She called out to the trees, she wasn't sure if she wanted something to answer her or not. "Is anybody there?" She heard the rustle of some leaves, it had to be an animal she thought. She was staring and looking like a fool talking to the trees. "Do you need help?" Great Hermione now you're asking the animal's if they need help. She mumbled under her breath. "What an idiot." She turned and walked away, she wanted to run from that spot but for some reason she could just move slowly. It felt as if she was forcing herself to move. She needed some sleep, that's what was wrong with her. A good night's sleep with no dreams, she was going to get some dreamless sleep from Poppy.
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