'Hermione,
Im sorry for everything. I love you but i had to do this, its for the best. I hope that one day you will forgive me for this, i know its dangerous but i cant ignore him... he'd kill us all. If i dont make it back then please remember i will always love you and you mean the world.
Remember me. Draco.'
It had been 7 months since the letter was written and Draco had gone of with the Death Eaters to aid Voldemort. The paper had yellowed and curled, with teardrops smudging the writing. For what seemed like the hundredth time Hermione read the fading words, clutching her swollen stomach. She remembered the gut wrenching pain she had felt when she had found the letter on the, still warm, empty side of the bed beside her.
The door opened and she felt the bed dip next to her, an arm went around her shoulders and another on her stomach. She smiled through her tears as she stared into her husband's grey eyes. 'Never leave me again, Draco'
He kissed her forehead as their baby kicked against his hand on Hermione's pregnant belly. He smiled warmly at his beautiful wife 'Never'.