I knew that I would not survive this war. Not with how many people I have made mad. No I knew that I would die, I just did not expect to die like this. I never expected to die receiving a kiss.
Here I stand, well knell actually, I front of the "Dark Lord". I will explain. My name is Hermonie Granger. I am married to the love of my life, Draco Malfoy; he is part of the reason that I am going to die. The other is that I am a 'mud-blood'. So being as smart as I am and not being a 'pure-blood' I a slap in the face to the people that are.
I should consider it a honor that I get to die in the presence of Voldomort. With Draco at my side I do not fear what is going to happen to me, I know it will be quick. We are quickly forced to face each other. Knowing that the ties on my hands will not come undone I throw myself off balance and land on his chest. His head comes down and rest of top of mine, while my face is buried in his neck. As two people move around us, coming to stand behind each of us his head comes down and he says "I love you." Not bothering to whisper, we are already dead. Know that I have to tell him my news; I tilt my head up and say "I'm pregnant."
As I open my eyes I see him smile. As our lips meet, the curses are said and our bodies fall to the floor.In an instant, we are dead. Looking down at our bodies we watch as the death eaters leave in small groups or one by one. The last one to leave is Snape. Before he goes, he cuts our bounds and lays us out together. One arm wrapped around the other, and one hand resting on my stomach. Turning towards the light Draco wraps one arm around my waste and we walk forward. In my arms is a baby girl; she has light brown hair and silver-hazel eyes.