DRACO'S POV
"She is so much more that a mudblood and I don't care if it ruins the pureness of our blood line because news flash father dearest, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! I'm with Hermione because she's beautiful, smart and funny. She's made my life worth living for and I'd do anything for her because I'm marrying her for love not reputation which seems to be the only with our family has cared about for thousands of years!"
"Do you not think that I love your mother! You knew that you were supposed to marry Astoria Greengrass, so now I've got to explain to her father that you don't want to marry a lovely girl instead you want to marry her and ruin our reputation."
"You know nothing about Hermione, she'd probably make our reputation a bit better considering most people in the wizarding world hate us. Oh you'd forgotten that hadn't you! And if it wasn't for her, Potter and the weasel-"
"Weasley."
"Yeah thanks Mione." I turned to shoot her a look to shut up, this was between me and my father. "If it wasn't for Hermione, Potter and Weasley we'd all be locked up in a cell in Azkaban!"
"I'd rather you been in there at the moment, at least it would stop you from marrying a mudblood." I couldn't hold back any longer, I'd pulled my wand from my pocket and held it up against his chest.
"Don't even think about it! Hands up." My father's hand shot towards his pocket in response to my action.
"Draco dear put the wand away." My mother was walking towards us her hands out in front of her and she slowly edged towards us. I lowered my wand, my hands shaking. I looked at Hermione who was frozen on the spot staring at me, I widened my eyes attempting to talk but no words would come to me. I dropped my gaze to the floor and stumbled backwards falling onto the leather settee behind me. "Hermione, would you mind taking Draco to his room. I'll come join you in a short while."
HERMIONE'S POV
I nodded to Narcissa open mouthed yet my gaze didn't leave Draco's motionless body sat on the settee. "Thank you." And with that she left the room chasing after her husband.
I walked towards Draco and knelt down in front of him placing my hands on his knees. I looked into his eyes but as they met he quickly moved his gaze, we stayed there for a moments but with one swift movement he stood up and left the room leaving me alone. I stood up quickly and chased him out of the room and up towards his bedroom, the door was wide open when I reached it but upon second glance I noticed that there was a huge hole in the middle of the door. As I walked in I noticed Draco's wand had been abandoned on the floor, I picked it up and placed it on the end of the bed before turning left and walking towards the balcony. As I walked closer I heard a crunch from underneath my foot, I looked down to find shattered glass surrounding the balcony doors and a trail of blood leading out to a figure in the darkness.
I pulled my wand out of my pocket and fixed the two broken doors and walked out on to the balcony. Draco had collapsed onto his knees on the floor staring at his bleeding hand, "I'm sorry." he whispered as I crouched down beside him placing my hand on his shoulder.
"What for? You haven't done anything to me Dray." A cold breeze flew over the balcony as a few drops of rain fell onto my face. "Come on let's go sit down inside, your mum is gonna come up in a bit and she won't want to see you in this state."
Draco stood up slowly and turned to face his bedroom, he scurried towards the small seating area in the corner of his room and collapsed on the sofa. He was still clutching his injured hand, but no longer staring at it like he was on the balcony. I walked into the room and closed the balcony doors and drew the curtains.
"Can you fix my hand please." I sat down in one of the chairs opposite him and pointed my wand at his hand. "Thanks." We sat in silence not looking at each other for about 20 minutes until Narcissa arrived who sat down in the chair next to me not speaking until she was comfortable.
DRACO'S POV
"I'm happy for you." Was the first thing my mother said when she'd settled herself in the free chair. "I'm glad you've met someone who makes you happy and whom you love," I looked up at her to find she had a small smile on her face. "I knew that there would be no chance you'd marry Miss Greengrass after the events of the last few years." She turned in her seat slightly so that she was facing Hermione. "I want to say thank you, not just for what you did about keeping us from Azkaban but for making my son a better person."
"I'm sorry for everything that's happened over the past few years."
"None of that is your fault as much as it is mine or my sons. We can't help the worlds we're born into, I am also sorry about what my late sister did to you last time you visited our home." Hermione shuffled uncomfortable in her seat, my mother soon realised that she was making the situation worse of Hermione and turned back to me.
"We'll leave tomorrow." I spoke in a hushed tone as I looked into my mothers hurt eyes.
"No you don't need to leave, you've only just got here and it's been so long since I last saw you."
"I think it's best if we go back to Hogwarts, I've cause enough of a scene in the few hours we've been back." I placed my hand onto of my mothers; leaning forward and giving her a small smile.
"Well then I best give you your Christmas present! Wait here I'll be back in a moment." She stood up gracefully and swiftly made her way to the door, I watched her leave and then turned back to Hermione.
"I'm going to have a shower." She whispered under her breath just loud enough for me to hear. She stood up quickly and rushed over to her trunk pulling out a few things and without looking back ran into the bathroom locking the door behind her.
It was about 5 minutes before my mother came back into the room, as she walked through the door and towards the small seating area her eyes darted across the room. "Where is Miss Granger?" She delicately sat down in the seat as before with a rather large box in her hand.
"She's in the shower." I stood up slowly and walked towards the cabinet pulling out the nearly empty bottle of whiskey, "Want some?" I asked shaking the bottle at her.
"No I think I've had enough to drink this evening." I twisted the lid to the bottle and poured in more than I usually would, then continued to fill the glass with coke. I walked back to my seat quickly throwing myself down on to it. "Well here you are." She passed me a black box with a gold ribbon and tag attached, I flipped the tag over and read it under my breath.
To my dear son,
I know the last few years have been difficult for us all but I hope this brings some light to the darkness surrounding us
Love your mother xo
I looked at her lovingly and pulled the ribbon lose letting it fall onto my lap, I lifted the top of the box to revel a far to familiar pocket watch and small camera. I lifted out the two objects out of the box and placed them on the table, I stared at the final object in the box and lifted the final object out with shaking hands. I smiled down at the moving people in the photo watching them laugh, "How did you get this?" I looked at my mother tears forming in my eyes.
"He asked me to give it to you, all three of them. He really did love you Draco." I looked back down at the picture of my younger self and my grandfather laughing in the black and white photo. I remember the day it was taken as if it was yesterday, he'd taken me out on a day trip to a lovely little muggle town in the south west of the country. We spent the day in a strange building full of machines you placed muggle money into in the hope that you'd win some more money in return, after wasting most of the muggle money he had. He took me to a small building opposite the beach where he bought as many boxes of chips he could buy with what money he had left and we sat and ate them on the sand. I remember that he'd propped his camera up on some stones and when no muggles where looking used his wand to take a photo of us laughing in the sand. "I didn't put in a frame because I wasn't sure what you wanted to do with it."
I looked up at my mother smiling widely, a tear streaming down my face. I placed the picture back in the box and picked up the pocket watch, "Is it fixed?" I pressed the button on the top down watching it click open.
"No, I tried may places but no where could fix it. But the camera still works." She smiled at me and placed her hand on my knee, "Do you remember the last thing he said to you Draco?" I looked down at the picture of my grandfather, the image of him laying on his deathbed flashed before my eyes. "Anything is possible when you set your mind to it-"
"And love is only possible when you open your heart to it."