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Narcissa was sitting in the dining room when she heard footsteps. She knew it was Draco coming home, but she thought it was awfully late to still be out and about.

She sat at the dining room table and flipped through a photo album she had found. She smiled at the young Draco who smiled at her. Such happiness filled his face, who would have guessed one day he would turn into a addict.

She heard him shuffle into the room, dragging his feet.

Weird. She thought and turned around and saw his outline standing in the doorway. He was shadowed out, head hung low, hands in pockets and he was hunched over. He only looked like that when he had done something wrong. And that was only when he was a child.

"Draco?" Narcissa said and turned completely around in her chair to face him.

He looked up at her, but something was off. He had this look in his eye that made Narcissa get nervous. Something was wrong.

He drug his feet and took the seat across from her. "You're getting home…awfully late." Again.

She added the after thought. Last time he had been getting home late…was when his problem started.

"I went to Hermione's." He mumbled, and still avoided eye contact.

"That's good. I know she misses you, you traveling and everything. Hard to keep a relationship going."

Draco nodded in agreement. And cleared his throat. "I went there…and sat on her couch…and had a cup of tea. And…."

"Draco…your rambling."

He reached up and pushed the hair out of his eyes, "I know…." He looked away and stared into the corner of the room.

"Did you and Blaise have a nice time hanging out?" She asked.

Draco nodded and looked back down at the table. Then he laid his head on his arms, and rested on the table.

Then, he made a noise Narcissa hadn't heard in years. He was crying. "Draco, what's wrong?" Narcissa asked and stood from her seat and walked over to her son. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

He didn't answer her, "Was it Hermione?" She asked, hoping it wasn't. Ever since those two had came back from the island they had been with each other every chance they had gotten.

Mostly when Draco was on a few days of his breaks from training. Almost every day was spent with her. About a week ago they had made their relationship public. There faces were on the cover of every wizard magazine.

A lot of people called it a publicity stunt, but it wasn't. Those two really seemed like they were joined at the hip, now. Hermione was very protective of Draco now. Of what people said.

It would break Narcissa's heart if they had broken up. But when he shook his head, indicating it wasn't Hermione, she got even more worried.

"Draco, what's wrong?"

He sniffled and brought his head back up, "I saw Crabbe and Goyal."(a/n I just went blank on how to spell the name…and im lazy so…get over it) He said, and Narcissa's stomach flipped.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bag…filled with stuff I hadn't seen in months, almost a year. He threw it on the table and towards me. "I didn't take any…but Merlin I wanted to." Draco said as Narcissa picked up the bag and examined it. "I went to Hermione's because I didn't want to come home…I was scared I would take it. And I knew if I told her…she wouldn't let me. I wasn't going to tell you…but she insisted I did." His voice cracked, "Merlin…I wanted it. I still do."

Narcissa sighed and threw it back on the table, making sure it was closer to Draco than herself. "Get rid of it, yourself. Prove to yourself you are better than this." Narcissa said and watched as her son picked up the bag and drugs and walked to the kitchen.

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Draco looked at the bag the entire walk to the kitchen sink. He knew how good it made him feel. How much his craved it. How much…it called him. But, he also knew it would ruin his life again. He was in quidditch, he had a best friend again, he had a steady girlfriend who cared very much about him.

He had everything, and he didn't need this. He knew that. But it still called him. Even when he opened the bag, the smell drove him nuts. Or, maybe he had lost his mind and just thought it smelled.

He knew he could easily put it in his pocket, pretend he got rid of it and just take some every now and then. No one would know. Especially if he only took a little.

No. Get rid of it. He thought to himself as he turned on the sink. He slowly brought it to the water and poured it out. Slowly, then he dumped it.

Watching as it all feel into the sink, and was washed away by the water.

"Good riddance." He said before he turned off the water and walked away.

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Need to speak with you. Meet me at the park. -D

Hermione read the ten words over and over. She knew it was from Draco, but he usually didn't make his messages so…urgent. She had been worried about him for the past few days.

Last she saw of him he had apperated into her flat, weeping about what had happened. But she knew he would do the right thing. He usually always did, or at least now days he did.

Hermione grabbed her jacket and then apperated to the park. She knew exactly which one he had been talking about, and she knew exactly where he would be.

Sure enough, he was pacing beside their tree. Deep in thought.

He heard her approach and he smiled warmly at her, before he gave her a hug.

"Wanted to talk?" She asked.

"Uh, yeah…actually I do." The way he started the conversation was very un-Draco like. He was usually right to the point, but for some reason…Hermione could tell he was beating around the bush.

"What's wrong?" She asked and put a fake smile on. She had fear…he was about to break up with her.

"Hermione…I…I've done some thinking lately."

Yep, certainly going to break up with her.

"Oh, really? About what?" She asked, trying to hid the pain in her voice. She…she loved Draco. She did, and he was about to break her heart, she just knew it.

"Us."

He took her hands.

"What about us?"

"Well, you know I probably don't need to be around here…with people around. I'm scared…I'm going to get tempted…and start back up." He admitted.

Hermione nodded her head.

"I'm…I think I need to move. Away."

"So…where does that leave us? Is this you…breaking up with me." Hermione asked and blinked back tears. Here comes the heartbreak.

Draco looked confused at first, "Break up? What?" He asked.

"You're breaking up with me. Because you don't want a long distance relationship. Because it's a hassle enough, and now it's hard for you to even be here. So…we're breaking up, right?" Hermione asked and avoided eye contact.

"Hermione…" Draco cupped her face in his hand, "do you really think I would break up with a girl as beautiful and caring and smart as you? I wouldn't know what I would do if I lost you in my life. I really don't. Hermione…I'm asking you…to come with me to Wales."

Hermione blinked and tears, from when she thought he was breaking up with her, rolled down her face, and Draco wiped them away with his thumb.

"You're…you're not breaking up with me?" She asked, which caused Draco to smile at her, "No. I would never."

"Instead…you're asking me…to move to Wales with you?"

"Yes." He said and smiled.

Hermione thought about it. Wales. Beautiful Wales. She would love to. "Live with you?"

"Touring is going down now, since quidditch is over in a few months. I still wont be around for a few more weeks, but when quidditch is over…I'll be there. Every day I can."

Hermione smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Yes. I would love to move to Wales with you."

Short I know. Hope you enjoyed.

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