Spring…

The war has been going on for three years strong. Draco and I have killed hundreds of people. It was what was expected of us. I had no feelings for those who have died. It was them or my children. Yes, children. I had twin boys that were two years old and a daughter that was just nine months younger than them. They were wild children. We loved them to death though. They weren't raised in the war. They weren't being taught who was dirty and who wasn't. They cared for people equally… well their parents more, but still. I held Noelani in my arms, humming her to sleep. Her name meant 'beautiful one from heaven'. I thought it fit. It was a miracle she survived, she was stunning. "Baby." I kissed Draco on his lips lovingly.

"Adonis! Drake!" I called. The two little boys screamed and ran to their father. He scooped them up, kissing them on their heads. "Is it time?" he nodded. I stood, grabbing the baby bag. He held onto me as we disapparated to the burrow. Molly was with everyone. We had one day until Voldemort would go to Hogwarts. Everyone just stared at us. We had done what we had to survive.

"Who are these?" Molly spoke first, coming towards Noelani.

"This is Noelani." I let her take her. She was sleeping so it should be fine. "Those are the evil twins." I said, tickling their sides. "Adonis and Drake." Draco set them down. "I wouldn't let him name one directly after him." I explained. "But the name means the same as his. Adonis is Greek… he's loved by the goddess of love." I knew they all held resentment towards me for killing, but because of me so many were saved. Draco and I still weren't married, but we planned to be after the war.

"Hermione." Luna stepped out, her eyes dead.

"Hey." I smiled at them. "How have you been?"

"Awful, I'm in the middle of war." She said coldly. "My best friend betrayed me and everyone else she cared for and now she walks in like it was nothing."

"I did what I had to. I saved hundreds, so did Draco." I told her firmly. "Don't be mad at us. I'm part of the Order." I whispered.

"No, if you were you wouldn't have let Dumbledore die."

"He was dying anyway. That's why he didn't put up a fight. He was infected by a horocrux that he destroyed. It had spread when we went to kill him."

"You're lying." Harry said.

"No I'm not. Only Snape and I knew about it… he was going to die before Hogwarts would finish the school year." Draco was physically relieved at the revelation. "Harry, I didn't do anything to hurt you… neither did Draco. We were told what to do and we did it."

"You killed hundreds."

"Yes, but we saved thousands… including Ginny and Luna one night." I reminded him. "Don't act like you don't know how it is. I've betrayed the one person that holds my life in his hand. I made him trust me. I killed to do your work." I yelled at him. "I'm doing this because it's the right thing to do." I argued.

"Killing isn't right." He argued back.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" I asked. "What are we all doing tomorrow?"

"We'll be fighting Volde-" I cut him off, covering his mouth.

"He's put a hex on his name. Don't say it."

"I'll be killing him." He said.

"It's alright to kill him?"

"He's killed thousands of people, including my parents."

"So, he's still a person… a fucked up one, but still a person." I said. He had nothing to say. "Tomorrow you will become a murderer as will everyone in this room that fights."

"No, they don't have to kill."

"They will when the death eaters and followers are shouting Avada at you." I promised. "It's us or them… choose your side."

"You know what side I'm on."

"Then stop pretending like you won't be a murder once you destroy him." I spat. I was fuming. I took deep breaths. "We didn't come to fight you, we came to fight them. I also had a vision…"

"What was it?" all my visions have been spot on recently.

"Almost everyone in this room will die." I whispered. "I don't like knowing what will happen."

"We can change it… tell us who exactly dies."

"I can't tell you who exactly. They're meant to die." Harry pointed his wand at my neck, holding my shirt. "You really think I won't kill you if you piss me off enough?" I challenged. I saw the debate in his eyes. "I know who you're really asking about… she won't die." He released me. "You will though." I said. He looked me over.

"No I won't."

"Yes you will. You have to die in order to kill him." He looked pale. "You were never meant to be in Slytherin, you, Ron, or Blaise… you were meant to be a Gryffindor." I said. "The sorting hat kept you together so you would someday fight together against him." I noted his eyes, they were dead but so alive. "You'll die. No one can stop it and when the time comes you will go to him and let him kill you."

"No." he looked scared to leave Ginny. I laughed.

"You have to Harry." I told him seriously. "I promise you if you die at his hand that you will come back." I watched him debate whether to trust me. "I'll make an unbreakable vow."

"You're serious." I nodded.

"I want you going in knowingly." I told him seriously. "It wasn't that long ago that it was us goofing off in Hogwarts and making sexual jokes at each other… mixed blood or not." He smiled a little. "Has Lupin had his child?" I asked.

"Tonks gave birth yesterday." He said shocked.

"He asked you to be the godfather?" he nodded. "Good, good."

"I don't like that you aren't letting us in on things." He frowned.

"If I told you exactly who died, would you try and save them?" he nodded, not hesitating. "That's why I can't. They have to die in order for the dark lord to."

"You don't care that our men or women will die?"

"Not if it means he dies too."

I kissed my children goodbye. I waved and left them with the house elf, Dobby. I kissed his head. "Take care of them."

"I promise misses Malfoy." He bows. "Dobby happy to serve." I laughed and grinned. I wrapped my arms around Draco's waist. We disapparated to meet the others. We were inside the grounds, everyone shooting protection blocks up to help keep up the wards. It looked like shooting stars. I saw Ginny and Luna hugging their probably fiancées before battle I looked at them both seriously.

"You two need to be careful." I looked them straight on. "I don't want to have to carry your bodies away okay?" I had tears in your eyes. "You're the few I actually care about." I whispered. They hugged me. "I'm sorry it was like this."

"Us too." They sniffled. "Are we going to die?" I looked at their scared eyes.

"No… Bella will try to kill you though…" I looked at Ginny. "Don't fight back though, you'll like what your mom does." I promised, laughing. She looked confused. "Your mother will swear… very loudly. I'm sorry." I whispered. They didn't ask for what, they didn't want to know why. I looked up at the wards. "I'm going to kill even more today aren't I?" I looked at Draco. He nodded grimly. I kissed him deeply. "I love you baby."

"I love you too." He whispered. He wiped my tears away. "We'll be getting married after this. Don't stop fighting… I don't want to be a single parent."

"Same to you." I whispered. I kissed him one last time as the shouting began. The wards broke. "Don't worry about me and I won't you."

"Got it." He released me as we headed for the front. Their followers charged the castle. Curses were thrown, hexes too. I screamed the killing curse over and over, apparating and disapparting to dodge. I never expected to get trapped. Crabbe held me by my neck. I spit in his eyes. He dropped me, stupid mistake. I knew Ginny and Luna were watching me after their kills. I grabbed Crabbe's head, snapping it to the right. A sickening crack echoing in my ears. I dropped him and moved to the next ones. I killed for the past three years, I stopped feeling. I heard my leader bellow out in pain. Good job Harry. He killed Nagini. He was the last horocrux now.

'Harry Potter.' Everyone stopped fighting to listen. 'I'm pulling back my army. Meet me in the Forbidden Forrest and I will surrender. We will wait one hour, if you don't show up I will kill everyone in my way to you.' Everyone from their side had retreated. I knew this meant that we would get to see the damage. I walked to the Great Hall. I saw George laying back, holding his ear. He was sobbing. I knew why. I swallowed my sorrow. I walked over to the sorrowful Weasley's.

"Is this what you meant by you couldn't tell us?" George demanded. "You cared for him at some point. You got him killed." He yelled at me. Draco stepped forward but I stopped him.

"I didn't get him killed George." I whispered. "Fred wasn't… he wasn't supposed to be one that died. He must of made a mistake." I looked down at him. "Have you found Tonks and Lupin yet?" I asked.

"What do you mean… yet?" Harry asked.

"They died." I whispered. "So did Mad Eye and Creevy." I said.

"They didn't deserve to die." George said. "You do." I hung my head.

"Don't you think I know this? Do you think I'm that stupid?" I demanded. "Ever since I knew Draco was a death eater I knew I would be like him. I don't need to be reminded." I spat. "I'm sorry for Fred. I had nothing to do with it."

"You knew who was going to die." He exclaimed.

"He wasn't supposed to die, you were." I yelled right back. "Fred died saving you didn't he?" he nodded. "Well, your brother loves you. Not loved, loves." I said. "You were spared because he loved you. You'll make it through life though, I promise you that." I said bitterly.

"Am I to go yet?" Harry asked. I looked at him.

"You better hurry. If you do only fifty more will die." I urged. "We'll see you in a bit." I said softly. He hugged me, he trusted me. I hugged him back. "Hagrid will carry you back. Once your back Voldemort will make a speech… then reveal yourself." He nodded. "Go." He ran off to die for us. I watched him leave us all behind. I turned back to everyone that was still alive. "Get to the front. Now." I stated simply. Draco and I left them behind and walked to the grand staircase. "I hate knowing what they don't." I whispered.

"I know baby." He kissed me gently. "Does it hurt knowing Fred died?"

"Yes. I may have only dated him for a few weeks… but I still cared about him." I leaned my forehead against his. "I hate that I'm a murderer."

"I hate it too."

"Aunt Bella is supposed to die at Molly's hand… but I'm seriously thinking about killing her myself." I said angrily. "We only have a few minutes." I whispered.

"I love you Hermione. I love you and our children more than life itself." He whispered painfully.

"I know. I love you too. I love both of you more than life." I looked up into his dark eyes. "Our lives are going to be so easy after this."

"I can't wait." I smiled.

"Me either."

We watched them approach. Draco and I stood near the back, away from them. Hagrid held the dead Harry Potter in his arms. I saw tears streaming from Ginny's eyes. She really hoped I was right about this. I really hoped I was right about this. "I've conquered everything." He announced. "The boy who lived is dead." Voldemort looked so proud. His sickly skin and dead eyes almost flashing with happiness. "I'll give you one last chance to join my side." I watched as no one moved. "Draco? Hermione?" everyone moved to the side. This was part of the plan. "I want to thank you for cheating them." He said, looking at us. "You sent me the only one that could ever hurt me. You two are my most important apprentices." We walked over to their side, watching the hate in their eyes. "Now, anyone want to follow the right side?" his voice was disgusting. I gripped Draco's hand tightly. I looked at Ginny, seeing her hateful eyes. A puny pale nerd stepped forward. "I was hoping for someone more… capable, but I guess you're alright." We all laughed at him.

"No, we have to fight." The boy said to the other side. "Harry fought, he died for us. We need to fight." I smirked at his ambition. I felt bad that he was about to die.

"Granger?" I looked at Voldemort.

"Yes master?" I purred. He touched the side of my face, his hands grossly cold.

"Kill him." He whispered. I looked at the boy. It was only another soul on my conscious. The boy reminded me of Neville. I took my wand from my black designer boot. I took a deep breath, my last kill. "Do it." That was my voice. The voice in my head was his. "Now."

"Avada Kedavra." The boy fell to the floor. I knew the feelings they had towards me now. Voldemort laughed maniacally. Everyone laughed with him… including me.

"Good girl." He praised me. I smiled my thanks. I knew Draco's hand was in pain because he grunted. I slid my wand back into my boot and waited for Harry. "Now… anyone else have anything to say?" he challenged. No one stepped forward thank Merlin. "Kill them all." he ordered us.

"Stop." Harry screamed. He stood with Hagrid. I breathed a silent breath of release. "We're going to finish this how it started Voldemort."

"How…?" he looked stunned… as did everyone else.

"Avada Kedavra." He aimed at Voldemort. Voldemort cast the same spell, the power fighting. I took Draco's hand and pulled him away. I watched in amazement. Harry was stronger than before. I heard Ginny scream. I looked to see Bella using the unforgivable that haunted me for years.

"Aunt Bella." I muttered, grabbing my wand. I walked over to her, tearing her away. "No one touches my sister." I said slowly. She cackled.

"She's filth Hermione. She's just like the filth you killed on the streets." She argued. "Kill her like old times." I gripped my wand harder. "Kill her." I stepped forward aiming my wand at Ginny.

"Crucio." I turned to Bella. She screamed in pain. I smiled at the tortured. I pulled the curse from her. She laughed.

"Traitor." She cackled. I back handed her.

"Shut up bitch." I spat. "Avada Kedavra." The green light took over her. I let her body thump, turning back to Ginny. "Are you alright?" I asked.

"I thought you were actually going to kill me." she whispered.

"No. I don't like killing." I admitted. "I wouldn't hurt my sister." I promised. I looked around for Luna. She was on the ground a few feet away, Blaise fighting the death eater. "Avada Kedavra." I pointed at the death eater. He fell to the ground. Blaise looked at me as if I saved their lives. I rushed over to Luna. I shook her gently. "Did she get hit?" I asked him.

"No." he whispered. he was checking her pulse and everything. I shook her.

"Wake up." I cried. "Wake up." I begged. I haven't cried in years. I shook her harder, getting no response. "Who the fuck hurt her?" I demanded, my neck around his throat. I heard the familiar cackle. I looked at Goyle and Leerick. I stood up, walking towards them. "Crucio." Goyle doubled over in pain. I cast silent curses on Leerick. "Did you kill her?" I demanded.

"No." Leerick spat.

"Really? Why isn't she responding?" I demanded. Goyle squirmed in pain. "WHY?" I yelled.

"We don't know." Goyle screamed out. I pulled the silent curse from Leerick. I kicked him in the lower area.

"Avada Kedavra." Goyle's body thumped on the ground. I turned to Leerick. "You don't touch my family." I bit out, snapping his neck. I looked back at Luna and them. I bent next to her, slipping my wand away. "Is she responding?"

"Yeah, she's coming too." I cried. She looked at us confusedly.

"I thought I lost you." I cried, hugging her. Ginny watched us.

"Oh my…" I looked at Blaise, wiping my tears. Black powder was falling like snow around us. I felt an immense brick being lifted from my shoulders.

"It's over." I whispered. I looked around for Draco. I didn't see him anywhere…

I stared out the window of the Great Hall. I hadn't found Draco anywhere. I spent hours looking for him. I didn't talk to anybody. The Weasley's tried to talk to me, my friends tried to talk to me… I just couldn't make a noise. He was gone. I didn't cry. You don't cry when you're sad. It's a weakness. Draco always told me that when things during the war got tough. "Hermione?" I turned my head, looking at Ginny. I returned to the window. "Please talk. I'm sure he's fine." She reassured. I whipped around on her and Harry.

"Thank you for your help." Harry said gratefully. I glared at them both, they didn't know. My walls were breaking down. "I'm sure he's okay."

"Hermione." I looked at Luna. "He's fine. He's strong. He wouldn't leave you here alone." A tear dropped. I wiped it hastily away.

"You know if I wouldn't have helped you… he would still be here."

-X-X-X-

I looked at our children as I packed the boxes. The war has been over for a month and I can't stay here any longer. I touched the framed photo of us after Noelani was born. I packed it away. Ginny and Harry apparated. I looked at my children. "Take them." I whispered.

"Do you want to say goodbye?" they were going to take the children while I finished packing the manor. I shook my head. I could barely look at the children. Cissy and mum tried to make me forget… but I couldn't. "Okay." They left with them. I moved to Draco and I's room. I went to the closet, pulling one of his oxfords off the hanger. I inhaled his scent. I walked back to the room, laying down on my side, clutching the shirt to my chest.

"You promised." I screamed. "You promised you wouldn't leave." I screamed, finally breaking. I sobbed. My chest hurt so much. I wasn't sure I can survive this. "WHY?" I sobbed, inhaling his scent. I was numb inside. I felt nothing but pain in this house. I felt pain looking at our children. I stood up, wiping my tears. I paced back and forth. I grabbed a vase, throwing it at the door. It opened the door, shattering into thousands of pieces. I kept throwing things. "I hate you." I screamed as another vase shattered against the wall across from our room. I shook visibly. "DOBBY." I screamed. He appeared.

"Miss is sad." He noticed. "How can Dobby help? Dobby glad to help."

"You can only help if you can bring Draco back." I told him.

"How do you know he is gone?"

"It has been a month and no one has heard from him." I said simply, tears in my eyes once more. "Leave." He left. I slid down the wall across from our bed, staring at it as silent tears streaked my face. I never thought a person could really die of heartbreak… I take it back. I was dying. I felt it in my body, my soul. I stared at the bed, the bed in which our children were conceived, the bed where we had made love repeatedly, and the bed I gave birth in twice while he let me break his hand with my grip. I wanted to burn it. I took my wand from my boot. "Incendio." The bed lit on fire. Everything that mattered to me had a protection spell on it. The bed didn't matter to me. I watched it as it burned, tears still streaking my face. The fire spread to the Manor itself. I didn't move as the smoke polluted the air. I let my body go slack. I felt my life slipping away from me. The last thing I remember is disapparating from the Manor in the arms of the faceless traitor.