I realise quite a few of you have been waiting for a long time for me to update. I'm so sorry. Oh well, I'm back now. )

Writer's block gone and so, I've decided to grace all of you with an ending. I hope so anyways.

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Disclaimer: Not mine. Never will be.

Unbroken Bonds

By Amber

"Miss Granger," the Healer started slowly, "at the state that you brought Mr. Malfoy here, it's almost a miracle that he was still alive. You have to understand that he did lose a lot of blood. "

Hermione couldn't stop tears from falling, she felt familiar with the tone of the Healer's voice. The reluctance, the urge for her to understand…almost all too familiar. "He didn't make it, did he?"

The Healer smiled warmly, "My dear, I don't believe I said that. All I said was that-"

He got cut off as a pair of hands suddenly grabbed his shoulders and shook him violently, "Look, I've been sitting here, crying my eyes out and thinking I would never have the chance to tell someone I love my feelings for him. I don't have the patience for this," Hermione said angrily, "did he make it or not?"

The Healer chuckled, unnerved by the fact that the woman in front of him had managed to change from being distraught to being angry in a matter of seconds, "Yes, yes he did."

Hermione let go of the Healer, a feeling surging through her, something she hadn't felt for so long she almost forgot it existed, though she saw it almost every day.

Joy.

She rush past the Healer and into Draco's room, feeling her heart melt the moment she saw him inside, sleeping on the hospital bed, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

She almost laughed at the irony. It was as if he was smirking at his own state.

Pulling a chair over to his bedside, she let her head fall on the bed, forgetting everything, letting her exhausted body have some rest for the night. For the first time since their deaths, Hermione was able to have a dreamless sleep; no nightmares of the war, no dreams that Harry and Ron were still alive before waking up and crying herself back to sleep, nothing. Peace at last.

"Hermione…"

Hermione woke to the sound of someone calling her name softly. She lifted her head drowsily, not recognizing her surroundings before everything came back to her. She shifted her head slightly to find a pair of icy-grey eyes staring at her.

She smiled, "Hey Draco…"

"Hey…" He answered hoarsely, he winced slightly as though just saying something was painful.

Hermione took a deep breath as she felt a new wave of tears overcoming her. Tears of joy, happiness that he managed to pull through, that he was alive. Draco lifted a hand to wipe her tears away, "Hey Mione, don't cry, I'm still alive."

She laughed through her tears, "You egocentric bastard, how did you know I'm crying over you in the first place?"

Draco smile, chuckling softly, he whispered, "I love you, you know. Your insults don't have the desired affect anymore."

Hermione looked away from him, "Draco, I need to know…"

He frowned; his hand that had been wiping away her tears moved to her chin and tilted her face so that she met his eyes. "What's wrong?"

"Why did you leave me?"

He flinched as thought she had suddenly hit him, he had never thought she would be asking him this, especially not now. "Hermione…"

She reached up and intertwined her fingers with his, "Draco, I need to know. Please, Draco."

He hesitated, but looking at her tear stained face and reasoning with himself, he realised: she did have the right to know. "I just didn't want you to get hurt because of me. I didn't want the Death Eaters to know about our relationship, I didn't want them to hurt you."

Her grip on his hand tightened. "You could have told me," she said softly.

"It was too dangerous, Hermione. You have to understand. You and I both know that if the Dark Lord ever got to me through my father and made me a Death Eater against my wishes, my thoughts would be his. If that had happened I had to make sure he never found out that we were still together, secretly or not."

Hermione nodded her head slowly, "I understand, and I love you too."

"I know you do." Draco replied, smiling ever so simply, wincing a little as his wound troubled him.

Hermione looked at him worriedly, "Who did this to you?"

Draco's eyes clouded over, there were some things even Hermione need not know. "An enemy of my past."

"Draco…"

He looked into her eyes, "Hermione, please, promise me that once I get out of here, once I've fully recovered, both of us will move on. Slowly, I'm sure. But we have to move on. I'm not asking you to forget your best friends, I'm asking you to remember them in you heart, for the people we love never really leave us, do they? Promise me that we can start over, rebuild our lives together. "

Hermione smile though a tear that had slid down her face as she blinked, he was right, and she knew it.

She leaned over and captured his lips with her own, kissing him softly, before breaking away and whispering in his ear.

"I promise."

I'm sorry.

I feel as though it's a horrible ending.

Maybe cause I'm feeling rather depressed so I can't tell if it's a good ending or not.

Oh well, tell me what you think?

Oh yeah, 1 more thing. "The people we love never leave us." I didn't make that up, I heard it before, but I can't remember where.

Please, please, please Submit Review and tell me what you think?

Love,

Amber