Hello everyone! So, I saw the sixth Harry Potter movie and I got inspiration. I can't really say that I've like Hermione and Draco together for a while, but ever since I created an original character that went with another original, I started to. My play by is Tom Felton and hers is Emma Watson. So...yeah. Haha, this is something I sort of pieced together and I'm not to entirely happy with it. I may continue if I get enough reviews and such. Meh, I dunno. Please enjoy :D

Harry Potter. The name rang in his head as did the Dark Lord. Draco Malfoy was following very closely in his father's footsteps at everything now. He was a death eater and had the horrible mark upon his arm to prove it. After loosening his tie that seemed to be choking him, he continued to the restroom that was just down the hall. He could hear footsteps behind him, but chose to ignore them.

It wasn't until after he walked through the restroom doors that he made a straight line for one of the various sinks. He froze before the image in front of him. His face was pale, his hair was almost white. He looked exactly like his father and for some reason…he hated and loved it both at the same time. He felt tears well up in his eyes and watched as they slowly started to trickle down upon his cheeks. Draco quickly reached for the faucet and turned it to the cold water, splashing it onto his face and running his hands through his hair.

"It's you…the one that has Hermione sneaking out at night to see…It's you..." He heard the words escape in a near whisper from Potter's lips. The sides of Draco's mouth curled up into a slight smile. He quickly turned towards Harry and shot a spell at him. Cruciatus Curse to be exact. They exchanged these curses back and forth to each other while Draven tried to hide.

"Yes. I love her Potter…I love her!" With that he tried to run to get away.

"Sectumsempra!" Yelled Harry. At that moment, Draco fell to the ground.

His breathing was heavy and quick as he felt pain surge through is body. He looked down to find blood all over, deep thrashing cuts in his torso. "Hermione…." He whispered. He didn't know why he called for her, but the name escaped his lips over and over. "Hermione…." He spoke a little louder now. The pain was rushing through his body. He hurt…he needed her. "Hermione please…" He started yelling, grabbing his chest in pain, allowing the blood to smear all over his hands.

Harry only stood there frozen. He didn't know what he had done nor did he know that the curse he had said so deadly. The pool of blood grew surrounding Draco. He started screaming blood murder for Hermione. This was unsettling to hear him scream. He was a death eater let alone in love with his best friend. It was wrong…It was wrong! "Sectumse—" Harry's words were cut off by a female's scream.

"Draco!" Hermione was in the room now. She rushed to Draco's side and looked at Harry. Tears were already streaming down her cheeks. "What did you do Harry?" She didn't mean to make it sound like pleading, but that was how it came to be.

Harry shook his head as he took a step back. She shouldn't be protecting him. No, it wasn't right. This couldn't be happening. "He's….Hermione he's….look at his arm." He pointed towards Draco with blame in his eyes.

Hermione looked down and slowly rolled up Draco's sleeves. She gave a small gasp followed by a quiet sob at the horrible truth that had just revealed itself to her. She shifted her eyes towards Harry, her head remained in the same position. "Please leave…" She whispered softly, quietly.

Harry hesitated before nodding and walking out the door. He trusted Hermione would do the right thing. He only stood right outside of the door, making sure no one was to enter unless he trusted that everything had settled inside.

"Hermione…please…I'm sorry…" Draco whispered, the pain starting to ease. This was it…it was his last moments. He knew it.

Hermione shook her head furiously. "You lied to me. All those times you said you were fine, all the times I asked you what was wrong and why you were so pale…you said nothing!" She started sobbing louder now.

A small smile spread upon Draco's lips. He raised a bloody hand up towards her, leaving the arm with the mark on the floor. He gently set it against her cheek, "I never lied to you. I simply hid it. I never spoke to you about my job as a death eater because I didn't want to lose you…" He whispered softly now.

Hermione looked down towards Draco with tear stained cheeks and now one was blood stained as well. "You can't die on me…" She pleaded as she felt Draco's hand fall to the ground. His body showed life falling out of him. "Draco…please!" She yelled once more. She didn't know what to do. She searched frantically for her wand.

Draco closed his eyes as he heard her murmuring the words to quickly heal him. It was an attempt to save him and he smiled widely now. "I love you…" He whispered softly before leaving consciousness. He could faintly hear screaming as the murmurs continued. He felt the wounds close and could hear her desperately trying to save him. Why should she save him…? After all he had done to her…why was she saving him?