Harry knew he had to something, but what. He loved Draco more than the blond could imagine but he just had a horrible way of showing it.
He knew Draco had been hurt emotionally and presently, was hurting himself physically but what could he do? Draco has his own agenda, and Harry wasn't in it at all.
Possibly, he could be, but he'd have to force his way in, he'd have to make Draco understand somehow, even if he had to force it. It'd have to be much more than previous encounters, but he couldn't hurt him.
Nothing would work with Ginny or Astoria around, so he'd have to actually plan.
That morning reeked pure havoc.
Hermione finds herself on the floor next to the tired Narcissa Malfoy.
"Episkey!" Hermione yells, placing the wand on her chest...nothing.
It had happened so fast, she'd been showing signs of it, but never did she tell anyone.
She was sick, Draco knew it was a matter of time until she couldn't function anymore.
Other than Andromeda, Narcissa was the only Black who married out of pure love and she had a connection to her late husband.
Depression had taken her and sooner or later, it'd be death, and there would be only one Malfoy left.
Draco stares as they all crowd her, using their charms on her trying to revive her.
Helena puts her ear on her chest listening for a beat as everyone continues to help.
"Get some water!" Helena yells as Pansy runs into the kitchen brushing past Draco making sure not to look at him.
The spells and the reviving go on for hours in which Draco stands there, doing absolutely nothing.
It wasn't until her body was hard and cold, that Pansy denounced her life, not wanting Draco to hear, but he did.
His facial expression didn't change at all, he only went upstairs and shut his door.
"How could he!" Hermione yells in the shop, punching the desk alarming Ronald.
"What?" Ron asks standing up.
"Harry of all people! Harry is good to everyone, why for once can't he be good to Malfoy, he may not have deserved it...but now he does! We can't keep living in the past! Don't you understand, don't you all understand!"
Everyone sitting looks at Hermione with helpless expressions.
"What, Draco is depressed?" Blaise asks.
"Or...he has no family?" Pansy replies.
"Somos una familia, y vamos a estar siempre. We're family, and we'll always be. We'll be here for him." Helena says grinning.
"No! You can't understand...Draco is going to DIE! Why won't you listen...he'll kill himself! Please understand." Hermione says.
"No, he's not Mione, you're only over reacting." Ron says.
"He's practically depressed, he'll get over it, trust me." Neville says.
Hermione backs up, feeling betrayed. "You don't believe me, none of you do!" With that, she exits the shop without looking back.
The funeral service was quick filled with many family and friends. Draco knew they didn't care for Narcissa as they claimed to, he knew they only wanted his money, that is the only reason they came afar to clarify her death.
But everything belonged to Draco after all...so they'd have to get through him, the last Malfoy alive first.
He didn't show a lot of emotion for her death, only a tear rolled down his cheek but that was almost automatic. Hermione had hugged him and held his hand through the whole thing as he leaned his head on her shoulder trying to keep himself together.
After the funeral, they all go back to Draco's Manor, just kind of thinking. Hermione paces up and down the stairs not accepting that Narcissa's death was so sudden.
"There must be something!" She says, pulling Pansy along with her.
"Obviously, she loved Mr. Malfoy, she died of anguish." Pansy replies, sighing.
"No, she was perfect! She'd be showing real signs Pansy. I know you think like me, she can't have died so easy, think Pansy...recently has Draco been un fair to anyone?"
Pansy thinks for a while before mustering up an answer.
"Yes, I'd say we all were...remember the Greengrass's, but they deserved it..." She replies.
"Come on." Hermione says grabbing Pansy sleeve and running upstairs into the Malfoy's old room.
Pansy stares as Hermione pulls up sheets and mattresses looking for something.
"Poor...muggle..." Pansy thinks while sitting on the dresser but then feeling something.
She jumps off of the dresser and sees a packet filled with black material...almost like powder.
She takes it in her hand and waves it at Hermione.
"Is this what you were looking for?"
For a while there is silence until Hermione snatches it from her, sniffing it and holding it close to her nose.
"This is poison...Mrs. Malfoy use to put this in her drink before bed." Hermione says, itching her head.
"Perhaps she knew, and she just wanted to die." Pansy says.
"No, she wanted to be there for Draco...she didn't want to kill herself. Someone wanted her dead and I'm betting it's Astoria Greengrass." Hermione replies clenching her fist.
"Mione, don't jump to conclusions. They're very well-respected, it's not like anyone would believe you."
Hermione snaps back with fire in her eyes.
"I don't give a damn if people believe me or not! I'm handling this my own way."
For the remainder of the break, Hermione found herself in Lucius's old studies, reading through books of the Dark arts, acting very un-Hermione like.
She was angry though, everyone knew she and Narcissa had a connection. They were very much a like, always wanting to be right, smart and anything you could think of.
Ron knew than he couldn't stop Hermione, but he didn't even know what she was doing, he'd only hope it wasn't anything to extreme.
Hermione finds herself walking in the garden late at night in only her thin night gown on.
The moon is full giving her just enough power as a cool breeze blows past her her hair.
She doesn't use the Lumos when she sees a stray cat walk in front of her. It sits there staring at her as she holds her wand tight in her hand.
"Avada Kedavera!" A green beam expels itself from the tip of her wand flying toward the cat and killing it in a instant.
She prances over to it, making sure it's dead.
"Bombarda." She says as the cat explodes with out a trace.
"Now...all that's left is Astoria." She mutters to herself before apperating back inside.
As much as any student wanted to deny it...the second half of the year was already beginning.
Draco had changed drastically and he hadn't talked since his mother died, Astoria found that to be a perfect opportunity, both Astoria and Ginny and Little did they know that Hermione had also changed.
Draco finds himself walking to class late again, but it was his last year. As long as his grades were fine, what did being late matter.
As he gains speed, someone slides in front of him, Ginny.
He doesn't say anything, instead evades her by turning around.
Astoria blocks that path.
He stands for a while, looking at his shoes as Ginny walks toward him.
"Like taking things from people Malfoy? You took my two brothers, now it's gonna be Harry?" She asks.
"Leave me alone." He says dryly.
"No, you leave me alone first!" Ginny says, grabbing his shoulder.
He shakes her off and continues walking.
"What, are you gonna cry and tell mummy?" Astoria asks, causing him to bite his lip.
"Yeah, I got you there didn't I?"
He is silent, trying to fight back a tear coming from his eye.
"Levicorpus!" Ginny yells, causing Draco to float up and dangle upside down. His life sucked, and not even he could deny it, dying would be his best alternative, something he head in mind.
"Liberacorpus!" Someone from behind him yells, causing him to fall down ten feet from the air.
"Expelliarmus!" Both the girls wands go flying in different directions.
Hermione catches Draco before he completely hits the ground and stands in front of him pointing her wand at the two.
"Now, you bitch...you'll get what's coming to you!" Hermione yells.
"Crucio!" She yells in anger as the two girls breakdown in screaming pain.
"Yes! Feel how it feels to be in pain, feel the pain of family being ripped from you! Feel the pain of being bullied and hurt by your so called friends!" Hermione says, crying a bit.
"...Stop..." Draco whisperers, but she ignores him.
"Now, you're going to die! It's what you deserve, I'm doing the right thing. You won't be able to hurt anyone, Greengrass...Avada Ked_"
"Expelliarums!" Draco yells before Hermione can finish the curse.
The two get up and run away leaving both Draco and Hermione.
Hermione hugs Draco tighter than she ever has letting him cry on her shoulder, while she cries on his.
"What do you mean I have to apologize?" Harry asks Ron as he sits himself on the sofa.
"To Draco mate, you don't know what he's going through." Ron replies.
"What, and he doesn't deserve it. You've been visiting him, both you and Hermione, you know he plays a dangerous_"
"You know what, just stop that." Neville says walking in.
"You think you know him just for the bad he does but you don't know him at all, he's a good person Harry, if you just give him a chance."
"You know what he's capable of guys, has he mind controlled you?" Harry asks.
"That's really sad Harry. You're good to everyone else, for once, be good to Malfoy, he needs it, and deserves it." Ron replies.
At that moment, the door burst open revealing an angered Hermione.
"Yes he does Harry! I'm really starting to doubt you! How dare you let Ginny act like that." Hermione angrily says.
"Act like what?" Ron asks.
"Both she and Bitchgrass, Greengrass bullied him today, I hate her! I want her dead, expelled!" Hermione says, punching the wall.
"Maybe...it's for the best." Harry says.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!Harry I hate you, why can't you be different! You show love and compassion to everyone, why not just say hi! Malfoy will be dead before you know it." Hermione says.
"He'll be with his looser father and mother in the place where all the bad witches and wizards go. I hope there's an Azkaban there." Harry says.
After that, it's safe to say...all Hell broke loose.
Ginny+ Astoria= Bitchy? How about some points for Hermione? I know she's out of character but she's going through a hard time, she'd do anything for a friend. Remember, I don't own what J.K.R own and also, this'll be through by Christmas Eve, so when you wake up, you'll have the last chapter as a gift from me.