I stared in shock at the horrible sight. Hermione was sprawled on the floor, sweaty and crying. She was clutching her stomach; the baby.

Mother and Father were standing in a corner of the room, holding their ears shut, looks of pity plastered on their face. Aunt Bella was next to Hermione, teasing her, insulting her, slowly carving words on her wrist. And the last person in the room, I daren't say their name. It is too horrid.

It was him.

He pointed his wand at Hermione and cackled evilly, casting the Cruciatus Curse on Hermione. Sudden action over took me and I found myself sprinting towards the jets of red light, jumping between Hermione and Voldemort, causing the curse to be cast on me. Mother screamed my name and ran towards me, trying to stop it. Voldemort had a look of shock covering his face, and flicked his wand away. That was all I remembered until everything went black.

I slowly opened my eyes and I was in Hogwarts, at the hospital wing.

"Something very tragical has happened, Mr Malfoy," spoke Madam Pomfrey, looking tearful.

"What?" I asked.

"Hermione has died," her voice echoed in my mind and I began sweating. I tried to run, but I was getting nowhere. His face surrounded me and Hermione's screams filled my ears. "HERMIONE!" I shreiked.

HermionePOV:

He tossed and turned in his bed as I tended his wounds. He looked terrible. Beads of sweat dripped down his face and he kept mumbling my name and the word 'no'. Tears filled my eyes. This was all my fault. If I stayed in my dormitory that night I wouldn't have been kidnapped by Lucius Malfoy, who forced it out of me that I loved Draco. After that, he dumped me in a dungeon where Bellatrix cursed me daily.

I weeped on his chest, wanting him to tell me it'll be okay.

"Hermione," a soft hand rested on my shoulder and I looked up at my mother, Kiera.

"Mother!" I cried, wrapping my arms around her. She petted my hair and took me out of the room.

"You're father and I are cross at you-"

"NO!" I snapped. My mother looked at me strangely.

"I don't deserve this, I don't want this... what I need now is affection. Reassurance. The love of my life has been put under a deathly curse by You-Know-Who himself and is either dead or in a coma until his mind comes to the last thing he saw or thought; me!" I exclaimed, tears filling my eyes again.

"Now, listen, Hermione-"

"No! I'm done listening! How about you try now?" I stomped back into Draco's room and locked the door, fiddling with my shirt before getting changed into this; cgi/set?id=77089219 to go take a walk.

I zipped up my jacket as the cold air hit my skin. I put my hands to my mouth and breathed in them before rubbing them together. I strolled around the house, watching blankly as snow fell. My heart was aching as I craved for my love. Draco, wherever you're mind is, think of me.