Title: When the magic died…

Rating: T

Summary: What the wizarding world had failed to realise all these years was that sometimes things cannot be saved. When Harry Potter sacrifices himself to kill Voldemort, he did not die. However, something happened that wasn't supposed to. All the magic disappeared. But when one magic fades away, another is born. However, this magic was not what anyone could have expected…

Characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters; they belong to Ms J.K.Rowling and Warner Bros.

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Chapter Six

Fed up of the Hate

Hermione awoke slowly, opening her eyes into dim lighting. At first she was incredibly disorientated, and her first instinct was to panic, but all was well. She must have fallen asleep when talking to Draco. Last night they had got home from work, and the house had been quiet. No one had fought, Ron was actually partly civil to Draco, but no one had any clue why. Harry and Ginny were being sickly, to the extent where instead of urging them to get a room, everyone else had to leave. Not that Hermione had minded, she had got to spend time with Draco. She felt his lips against her eye, making her shiver.

"Sleep well?" he drawled into her ear.

"Yes," she whispered back to him powerless to his voice and touch; turning around so that she could kiss him.

"Good," he breathed back as he pulled away from her hungry kiss. "We have work today don't we?" he sighed, pushing her hair back behind her ear.

"Yes, we do… but tonight…" she grinned, leaning in and kissing him forcefully.

"Yes, tonight it's just you and me… and Jane Austen…" he smiled.

"Actually, I've changed my mind; I was thinking we could do that next week… I don't really feel like going out tonight…" Hermione smiled, yawning.

"We'll see, I'm sure by this evening you'll have changed your mind," he smiled, kissing her before swinging his legs out of bed. He wasn't wearing a top, but had his trousers on, she crawled over to just behind him and ran her hands over his shoulders, along his chest and around his neck. She knelt up, her breasts pressing tightly onto his back, kissing his neck seductively. "Hermione…" he moaned, but she wouldn't listen. She twirled around, sitting herself in his lap, facing him, before he captured her lips in his own. She pulled away and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "Hermione… what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong… I just… it's nothing, don't worry," Hermione whispered into his chest. He kissed the top of her head, stroking her hair.
"Please tell me what's wrong?" he said, clear he was questioning himself.

"My sister… today's the day," she mumbled, digging her nails into his back, as though directing the sorrow from her tears to her fingertips.

"Ah…" he said, holding her tighter, trying hard to ignore the pain her nails were causing him. "Tonight… we don't have to do anything. Nothing at all…"

"Nothing's not going to keep my mind off it…" she said, looking up at him. He looked down into her eyes, pushing back her eyes, before kissing her nose.

"Nothing doesn't always mean nothing…" he drawled, kissing down her neck. "We can just relax tonight… yeah, we'll relax."

"Okay…" she said rather pathetically. He laughed, pulling her close, kissing her cheek, before standing up with her still attached to him.

"Let's go have a shower…" he said, laughing at the shocked look on her face.

"Um… you're going first?" she blushed, looking away.

"Oh no, Hermione… today is the start of our relaxation," he breathed heavily into her ear, running his hands up her top.

"Draco…" she whispered, but it turned into a gasp as he flicked her bra strap open. "Alright, but only looking, not too much touching, I do want to come out of that shower feeling clean!"

Draco smirked, kissing her as they fumbled into the shower room, both giggling slightly, a smirk plastered across Draco's face.

oOo

Ron looked around the corner of the shelf, eyeing up a ginger-haired girl who looked vaguely familiar. The girl looked like she was looking for something. It looked almost like she was looking for a particular assistant. She was directed a second later by Paul in Ron's direction. Ron frantically grabbed some books, shoving them into the shelves. The ginger-haired girl poked her head around the corner and smiled widely, her freckly face lighting up.

"You're Ron, right?" she smiled, giggling lightly. "I'm Mary Ellinger; I work with Hermione and Draco…"

"Oh of course!" he laughed, blushing slightly. "Is there something wrong?"

"No… why would there be?" asked Mary, furrowing her brow and tilting her head in question.

"Well, why else would you want to talk to me?" he said shyly, putting a book away in order to help conceal his blushing.

"Well… I was wondering – and I know it's a bit forward of me – but, I wanted to know if you'd go out with me?" she said, blushing crimson.

"Oh!" Ron exclaimed, laughing lightly, and she began to look a little worried. "Of course!"

"Really?" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

"Yeah… I wouldn't dream of turning down a date with someone as stunning as you!" he blurted, and then blushed, looking away again.

"Great!" she smiled, blushing a lot also.

"Yeah, so when?" he smiled, finding the courage to stand up straight and look her in the eye.

"Any Friday night or Saturday night is good for me, how about you?" she smiled angelically.

"Yeah, that sounds perfect! So… can I have your number?" he asked lightly, but she laughed nervously. "Or, if that causes complications, then do you want mine?"

"Yeah, that might be a better idea," she smiled. "Is it the same as Hermione's?"

"Yes, it is!" he said, glad he wouldn't have to get the piece of paper out, having not quite managed to memorise the number. "Well, if you phone me tonight…"

"Well, actually… are you free tonight?" she said, a look of almost desperation in her eyes.

"Yes, I am, but I can't drive, otherwise I'd pick you up!" he said, not sure what to say or do.

"No! Don't worry about it Ron!" she giggled. "We can meet somewhere!"

"Yes, so tonight… do you want to go out for dinner?"

"Sounds great, where to?"

"You choose," he smiled lopsidedly and she blushed.

"Well, I would quite like to go to this nice French restaurant on the outskirts of town…" she smiled, blushing.

"Yeah, that sounds perfect!" he said, trying his hardest not to embarrass himself.

"Well, I can pick you up if you want?" she said nervously. "Shall I get the address off of Hermione?"

"Of course," he said, blushing red hot now.

"Okay, I'll pick you up around seven!" she smiled, and then hovered a little bit before leaning forward and kissing his cheek.

"Bye," he whispered as she walked away. Ron jumped as an arm landed on his shoulder and he turned to see Paul, his face lit up with amusement.

"You got a date!" he sang teasingly and Ron blushed even harder. "It's been ages since I went on a date!"

"Loser…" Ron muttered playfully, laughing. "Make yourself useful and help me stack these shelves."

oOo

Ginny lifted up the chairs and vacuumed underneath them, aware that the old woman was watching her. Dorothy liked having Ginny around helping her; she worked hard and well and was obviously made for cleaning.

"Ginny, dear?" Dorothy called out and Ginny turned the vacuum off. "Would you like a break?"

"Yes please," Ginny said, looking a little exhausted.

"And a cup of tea?" Dorothy smiled and Ginny nodded. Ginny walked to the door, following Dorothy into the client's kitchen.

"We are allowed to use their tea and stuff, aren't we?" Ginny asked nervously.

"Oh yes, they think that considering there are only two of us that it's not a big deal," Dorothy smiled, flicking the kettle on. "So, Ginny, dear, I hope you don't mind me prying, but do you have someone?"

"Have someone? As in a boyfriend?" Ginny said, furrowing her eyebrows. Dorothy nodded. "Yes, I do; Harry. He's my all and everything. He's not that well though, he's recovering from an awful breakdown on his body due to stress and… other things."

"So how long have you been going out?"

"It's hard to say, but we've known each other for seven years, he's my brother's best friend. We went out briefly in our last year of school, but due to certain circumstances we had to split, but after the stress was over… when Harry got really ill we realised we needed each other."

"Well, my advice to you, Ginny, is to not wait too long, whatever you do!" Dorothy said, a little pain flickering in her face.

"May I enquire what happened with you, Dorothy?" Ginny smiled kindly.

"Well, the truth is… I left it too late, and he died in the Second World War…" Dorothy trailed off, a slight smile inflicting her old pain aged face.

"Did you have any children?" Ginny said gently as she got the milk out for Dorothy.

"Yes!" Dorothy smiled warmly. "We did, but I was very young at the time, only seventeen. We had a small girl… ginger hair, just like you Ginny… however, she died when she was… about your age actually."

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Dorothy!" Ginny gasped and Dorothy shook her head.

"No, dear, no need to be sorry! I got over it years ago!" Dorothy smiled, taking the milk from Ginny as the kettle boiled. "It's nice to see such a genuine young lady as yourself though… a relief almost. I really hated all of the… the hate going around everywhere and you seem like the type who's fed up of all of that!"

"Oh! I am… I am very fed up of hate," she sighed, looking down at her hands as she sat down at the kitchen table.

oOo

Harry looked down at the desk; he wasn't feeling quite so energised today as normal, in fact he felt a little drained. Luna seemed to notice this and left the room, much to Harry's annoyance at being left alone. He seemed to forgive her however when she came back a moment later with a cup of coffee for him.

"Thanks, Luna," Harry smiled, taking the drink gratefully.

"You're welcome, Harry… you know, Harry, I'm slightly worried for Hermione…" Luna said, sitting on the edge of the desk, staring down at Harry.

"Why's that?" asked Harry, hugging the warm drink to him.

"Well… this relationship with Malfoy… I think it's dangerous!" Luna grumbled.

"Hermione let herself into something dangerous?" Harry snorted, laughing at his own words. "Nope, not our 'Mione… she knows what she's doing, she doesn't make silly… stupid or even dangerous decisions unless she knows what she's doing."

At that exact moment Hermione stormed through the front door and Harry and Luna jumped as Hermione screamed.

"I cannot believe him! He is just so… so…" Hermione screamed, making Luna worried. Before Luna could go and enquire what Draco had done, Draco himself had walked through the door.

"Hermione, calm down, it was an accident!" he exclaimed; his voice however still remained calm.

"No it was not! That cup of coffee landed directly on my blouse on purpose! AND it's my favourite blouse. It was on purpose!" Hermione growled and Harry narrowed his eyes at Draco - neither of the two arguing had noticed Harry and Luna – and went to stand up.

"Come here," Draco said and Hermione obeyed, tears swelling in her eyes. "Don't think about that idiot in the office, okay?" Harry felt a pang of guilt overwhelm him as Draco embraced the whimpering Hermione. "You need the day off… don't you? I knew you shouldn't have gone to work today, it's just not that kind of day…"

"What do you mean?" Hermione enquired, sniffing tearfully up at him.

"Well… some bad days are the kind that yeah you can deal with… but this isn't a bad day. This is slightly different, right?" Draco smiled, wiping her tears away.

"Yeah… it's so nice that you understand, Draco," Hermione whispered, leaning up and kissing him strongly on the lips, making Harry growl.

Upon hearing this odd growl Hermione and Draco parted with each other and look to the two in the study, shock plastered on their faces. Hermione went to explain something but just closed her mouth again, looking quite guilty.

"Someone please explain!" exclaimed Harry, standing up abruptly. Draco looked away, grasping Hermione's hand, much to Harry's annoyance. Harry clenched his fist and took a deep breath. "I'm fed up of you hiding behind Hermione, Malfoy, so you are going to tell me what is going on!"

"Please…" Hermione winced, but Harry glared daggers at her.

"It's okay Hermione," Draco said quietly, making Hermione's features go gentle as she looked upon him.

"Fuck you, Malfoy!" screamed Harry and Draco's eye widened in shock. "You just go and play with her! Do that! Ruin her! See if we care! Just don't expect any sympathy from us when she dumps you! I bet you don't even like her!"

"I love her, Potter!" Draco growled, his eyes suddenly set ablaze with passion. Harry stood gaping like a fish, Luna looking away, covering her ears against the shouting.

Hermione stood in the middle of the two, completely confused and shocked. Luna began to cry, the atmosphere was too much for her. Harry was motionless; Draco's chest was rising up and down fast. Then he snatched his hand from hers and walked as calmly as he could from the room.

"All good things come to an end… the magic ended… and so far it's all been your fault… Potter," Draco snarled before running out of the back door, and Luna could see him slam the gate shut and run in the opposite direction to the beach.

"I… it's my fault?" Harry gasped, easing into his chair.

Hermione had been forgotten for a moment until she fell to the floor with a large sob, kneeling with her fists clenched out in front of her. Harry couldn't make out her face, her hair had fallen in front of it, but there were fresh salty tears dripping quickly to the floor and glittering as they splashed out. Harry felt tears spring to his own eyes and banged his fist onto the desk abruptly.

The impact shattered the desk and the floor shook uncontrollably. Hermione looked up at Harry and glared at him tearfully.

"What did you just say???" Hermione growled, slowly pulling herself to her feet.

"He didn't say anything, Hermione," Luna said, her face streaked with tears. Right now she was overcome with fear and confusion and she needed someone to comfort her, she needed a friend, she needed someone like everyone else did.

"What are you crying for? And I didn't ask you!" Hermione screamed, making Luna cower into a corner. "Stop saying that Harry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Harry!"

Hermione wailed, falling again to the floor, tears flowing too fast to count down her face. Luna's eyes opened wide, thinking her friend had gone finally crazy.

"Stop thinking that Harry! It's your thoughts!" Hermione gasped, looking up at him and his expression was blank. "Harry!" Hermione exclaimed, jumping up and wrapping her arms around Harry, both crying into each other. "I love you Harry, you're my best friend…"

Luna wiped away her tears and slid out of the room. She stood, leaning against a wall in the hall, for a few moments before making up her mind.

She didn't know where she was going, she hadn't really gone out of the house since they had arrived, but she had a gut feeling. She slid out of the back door, grabbing her coat and another, making to the gate. She got to it and swung it open, running as fast as her legs would allow her to. She fought back her emotions until she saw the figure she was after, she called to it several times and finally he turned around confused.

"Lovegood?" Draco sniffed, his face drowned in his own tears. "What do you want?"

"Here's your coat… you can't go out without it when it's going to rain…" Luna tried to smile, but somehow it seemed to hurt.

"How do you know?"

"I just know, trust me," Luna said, holding out his coat, this time trying really hard to smile.

Draco hesitated for a moment, then reached out for the coat.

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