Later that day, I sat outside under the shade of a tree with Ron and Harry on either side of me. We had been discussing Malfoy for the last ten minutes.

"You always see the good in people, Hermione, but sometimes there isn't any. Trust me on this."

"Ron, even Harry agrees that he's telling the truth. What do you want him to do? Take a truth potion and tell us everything?"

"That isn't a bad idea."

I smacked Ron and the shoulder. "Leave him be."

Harry cleared his throat. "It's possible that he's telling the truth."

"Under his spell as well, Harry?"

"What spell, Ron?" Harry was becoming frustrated with Ron. I'm going to see what Ginny's up to." Harry walked away.

"Hermione, promise me something?"

I sighed. "What?"

"Don't let him hurt you." He got up and walked toward the house.

I rested my head on my knees and closed my eyes. Moments later, Malfoy seemed to appear out of nowhere. I rolled my eyes.

"Give me a heart attack, will you?"

"I was in the open."

I shrugged and replaced my head on my knees. We were both silent. The light wind blew through the trees and grass. Unexpectedly, Malfoy reached for my hand and held it within both of his.

"I'm sorry about earlier, Hermione."

I managed a smile. "It's okay."

Then, everything happened so fast. Three Death Eaters and then three more came shooting down. The battle broke out. Draco was dragged away by Lucius and Narcissa.

"Draco," Narcissa Malfoy hissed.

Suddenly, Bellatrix pounced and she was pinning me to the ground. She held her knife in above my throat. "Filthy Mudblood," she spat.

I tried to reach the wand in my waistband, but couldn't get my arms free; Bellatrix was pinning me down by the wrists. She pressed the knife against my throat. Then, she was thrown off of me. Draco had knocked her down. Lucius went behind Draco and put his arm around Draco's neck. I got to my feet and pulled out my wand.

"Stupefy!"

Lucius didn't fall back, he just stumbled away. Draco ran to me and withdrew his wand.

"Thanks," he whispered.

"You wouldn't dare, Draco," Lucius thundered.

"I would."

"I'd say he has chosen. He'd rather live amongst blood traitors and a Mudblood."

"Don't call her that," Draco snarled.

"Just know, you are making a terrible choice," Lucius said.

All of them Disapperated. The battle was over as soon as it had started. Nobody was injured. The Death Eaters caused less harm than we had caused them. An hour later, the Weasleys were having dinner. I did not join them. I was sitting outside under the tree again.

Draco walked to me and had took a seat, pretty close to me.

"You saved my life," I murmured.

"Hardly."

"Bellatrix would have killed me."

He shrugged. "Maybe."

I threw my arms around him and hugged him. He put one hand on my back and pressed me closer to him. I pulled away and out my head on his shoulder. We were there fore seconds, then minutes, and then an hour, happy as can be.