He'll come back, it was for sure.
But the thing was… Moody and his team went back that summer and with them was a badly injured and bloodied Harry Potter.
Everyone was happy for his return. Everyone who had given up on hope of ending this war finally regained the spark once more.
But there was no Draco Malfoy.
His file was marked, "Dead."
But she refused to believe in it. There was no way he could be dead. She believed that he was just like Neville and Harry, thought of being dead but returned after many months. She didn't shed a tear.
00.
Day after day, Hermione stood out near the window, watching the street as it goes dark… day after day. She doesn't get tired, even after the war ended, when Harry finally defeated the Dark Lord, even when she moved back to her muggle house.
She stood near the window, looking out, hoping… faithfully. She's hoping that one day, he'll show up. That one day, the house she solely retires in would be a house of a happy family.
Because she has faith that he will fulfill his promise to live with her in this house.
She never gets tired of waiting, cause she knows, he will be back… for sure.