A/N I JUST finished this chapter and since I have no life and already have a review, here it is.

Chapter 2. An Unexpected Visitor

Hermione found herself back in her bed. She had no idea how she got there. She starred up at the ceiling. "Why couldn't I die with them? I miss them so much." She thought to herself over and over. It was almost like something in her died when she had watched both Harry and Ron die. She felt like she had lost everything. She turned toward Ginny's bed and saw her sleeping. She heard a sound at the door so she looked up to see who was there.

"Malfoy." She whispered as he walked in. "Why are you here?"

Malfoy looked different since the war. He was taller perhaps, disheveled deffinately, Malfoy no longer had that evil glare in his eye he had always seemed to have such pleasure in giving Hermione. He had a pain behind his eyes that Hermione had not noticed the day before, of course she didn't pay much attention to him the day before. "I came to talk to you." He said taking a step into the room.

"Well, I don't… no, I can't talk about it right now Malfoy. I'm sorry." She said looking away from him. She felt so numb.

"Alright then I'll talk." Malfoy replied walking over to the bed and sat down on the edge of it. "I wanted to apologize."

"I thought you already did that, yesterday." Hermione said looking at his silver eyes, but not making contact.

"I did, but I have to do it again." He started. "I'm sorry I put you through hell all these years, Granger, I'm sorry my Aunt and father killed your friends. I'm sorry my Father was a death-eater and tried and tried to make me one. I'm sorry we aren't friends." He said the last remark slowly and clearly to emphasize that he had put much thought into this apology.

Hermione looked at Malfoy in disbelief. "Wow." She finally said after a long pause.

"Yeah, well, I guess I'd, uh, better go" Malfoy said turning to leave.

"Malfoy, wait, get over here." Hermione instructed and now it was Malfoy's turn to look on in disbelief. He obeyed nonetheless. Once he was beside her bed Hermione began. "Malfoy…" She stopped "I mean Draco." Malfoy's eyes shone at hearing Hermione say his first name, but it disapeared quickly. Hermione then looked deep in thought. "Draco," She began again "I forgive you. We should have been at least a bit more cordial to one another in Hogwarts. I am not placing all the blame on you, for Harry, Ron and I…" She stopped again after saying the names of her fallen friends but soon regained her composure. "The three of us could have given you the benefit of the doubt. And you and I are older now... But I am still not sure how I feel about you and me becoming friends ourselves…" She stopped again. "Are… WERE you a death eater? Tell me the truth." She said looking deep into his silver eyes.

"No. I never had the dark mark. If that's what you're asking." Draco said starring into her Bronze eyes and rolled up the left sleeve of his emerald green turtle-neck and showed her his forearm to prove it.

Hermione nodded. "Alright. I guess I am willing to try if you are." She said smiling then suddenly felt guilty. She felt as if she shouldn't be happy, not while her best friends were dead.

Draco smiled at her which caused Hermione to smile again "I am willing to try Granger."

"One condition." Hermione added "You call me Hermione and I call you Draco." She said sitting up.

"Deal." He said and leaned over to hug her. Hermione remained stiff as he hugged her, but she felt something that she hadn't before in his hug. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but she really liked it. Even though she didn't hug him back Draco smiled "Well Could we count this as a new beginning Hermione?"

Hermione nodded. "Yes, we can Draco." She attempted to give him a real smile, but couldn't for once again she felt guilty.

"All right… Well I will come in for a visit later." Draco said, standing.

"I think I might be released sometime today. Depending on what the Mediwitch says" Hermione say giving him a fair warning.

Draco nodded. "Alright, Well I should be at the Manor so owl me when you get home." He said.

"Okay. I will. Good bye Draco."

"Until then Hermione"

Draco closed the door after himself. "Well you certainly got over your friends and boyfriend soon Hermione." Ginny said spitefully from the other bed.

"Ginny, right now we need all the friends and allies we can get and besides Draco came to us yesterday and apologized. The least we could do is accept it." Hermione defended herself. "Besides, wouldn't Harry and Ron want us to be happy?" Hermione felt like a hypocrite saying that. Guilt rushed over her again.

"Yes, but not this soon Hermione." Ginny said "and especially with their enemy for eternity."

"Ginny…" Hermione was cut off by Arthur and Molly walking through the door.

"Good morning girls." Arthur greeted with a fake smile.

"Good morning" Ginny and Hermione said in unison.

Arthur and Molly sat in between the girls and remained silent.

'Tomorrow's the day…" Ginny said as tears pooled into her eyes.

The three of them nodded. "Do you know when they are going to release Ginny and I?" Hermione asked trying to keep her mind off of the impending day.

"That's why we came in." Molly said quietly. "To get the two of you and go back to the Burrow."

"All right." Hermione said getting out of the bed and picking up her meager things that had come with her four days previous. "Our clothes are clean." Hermione said looking up at Molly and Arthur. "Thank-you." the two Weasley's just nodded politely.

Ginny began to do the same as Hermione after Hermione had changed into the clothes Ginny went into the washroom to get herself dressed.

"Ready?" The twins asked as Ginny came out of the bathroom. They had arrived while she was in the bathroom. Both Ginny and Hermione nodded and the six of them walked out of St. Mungo's and apparated to the Burrow.

Once inside the Burrow, Ginny and Hermione separated. Hermione went up to Ron's bedroom and Ginny went straight to her own. Hermione stepped into Ron's room timidly and looked around. It certainly wasn't very tidy. There were posters of Quidditch Teams from all over the world on his walls. "Just like Ron." She whispered to herself.

On his desk were two pictures. The first in a frame Ron had bought at Fred and George's joke shop inside was a picture of Harry, Hermione and Ron at the end of their third year. Ron's arm was in a sling and Harry and Hermione were both all scratched up, but all three of them were smiling up into the camera. Things were so much simpler then, even though they had spent the whole year attempting to keep Harry's godfather, Sirius, away from Harry, only to find out that Scabbers, Peter Petigrew was the reason that Harry's parent had been killed by Voldemort. Simple times compared to now.

Hermione put the picture down and picked up the other. It was in a Gryffindor frame inside was a picture of him and Hermione smiling up into the camera then kissing. It was at Fleur and Bill's wedding. Hermione was dressed in a light blue bridesmaid's dress that Fleur had finally decided on, she had caught Fleur's bouquet of Summer flowers. Oh how she missed Ron. She put the picture back down on his desk just as he had left it.

Hermione then walked over to Ron's unmade bed. She sat down gingerly on it an pick up his pillow and held it close to her chest. She buried her face in it and breathed in deeply. She could still smell him. She felt a tear roll down her cheek as she took her face out of the pillow. She stood up and put the pillow back down. Hermione couldn't stand being in Ron's room anymore. More and more tears rushed down her cheeks as she walked out of the room, not looking back to see the piece of parchment float to the floor that had just fallen from a shelf that she had bumped into.

Hermione attempted to compose herself, for the Weasley's sake, and went downstairs into the kitchen where Molly was attempting to get herself back into a routine of making supper every night when a knock came at the door.

"I'll get it Mrs. Weasley" Hermione offered and Molly nodded. Hermione walked to the door still dabbing at her eyes and opened it. "Can I help you?" Hermione said looking into the familiar face of a tall, disheveled man.

"Hermione who's at the door, dear?" Molly asked walking up behind Hermione and froze. "Percy?"

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