A/N: This is sort of based of the fairy tale of Bluebeard. I know it's creepy( sort of) but I really, really like it. I must be messed up or something. Also, has to do with the whole soul mate business.

Warnings: Mentioned murders and suicide. Only mentioned, not explained.

Notes: Non-Magic Au!

Written For:

The Restricted Collection: #13: Nothing canon

The Potions Class Competition: Skele-Grow: Write about somebody coping with loosing something or someone.

Occasion a Day Comp. : Day 16: Write about someone's unusual collection or hobby.

Ship Name Competition: Leather and Libraries: Draco and Hermione

Draco grinned as he gently caressed her rosy cheek. His newest piece in his collection. This one was the most beautiful one yet.

"You'll be the center of my masterpiece," Draco murmured softly as he carried the lifeless body to his working table. He gently patted her hair. "You're so beautiful."

The young woman in front of him was truly a sight. She had a long mane of curly brown hair that gently framed her face. Her face was evenly proportioned, and her body was full. But the most beautiful part were her eyes. In life, they always shone with stars. Draco was very disappointed when they didn't in death.

"Don't worry. I forgive you," he whispered soothingly.

Now as he inspected the body, he frowned. He didn't know how to display her. There was the option of molding her features so she could look peaceful. But then there was the beauty of leaving her as is. Her eyes were opened in horror and betrayal with her mouth forming a perfect 'O'.

He was troubled. "What to do? What to do?"

He wanted the best way to present his new doll. An idea popped into his mind as he thought of her. He would always see her with a book in her hand. She loved to read, he knew she would read all day if she could. It was one of the things he loved about her. That new emotion Draco felt when he had first met her was different. He had never ever felt that way before. She was just a subject, nothing more. But he felt they had connection as soon as they locked eyes. Perhaps that was one of the reasons she trusted him so quickly. He shook his head; clearing his mind of all thoughts. He smiled cheerfully as he knew exactly how to place her.

"Beautiful," he murmured softly as he gazed at his star piece. She was laying on a red couch as if she were comfortable. It appeared as if she were reading a rather terrifying part of the book she was holding. He kept her expression the exact same. She was even more beautiful that way.

He smirked, taking pride in his work. His expression became twisted as his mind processed his actions. He killed her! He actually killed the only woman who made him feel…alive. This time it was him who was terrified. Terrified at himself. It seemed as each and every doll was staring at him. Draco stumbled and fell to his knees. What had he done? He lifted his eyes upwards, tears welling in them. His star looked horrified at her book. The only doll who wasn't looking at him. He choked on a sob. Why? Why was this hitting him now?

Inside him, something very tiny broke. It was a very quiet sound that doesn't register in human ears. But nonetheless, it broke. His heart was completely shattered now. Not one single bit of it was left. As soon as realized he killed her, he lost himself.

The only woman that ever had a chance at saving him was now dead. He was lost to the world. He might have done good in the world had it not been for that one woman. He choose the wrong subject this time.

Everybody in the world has a soul mate.

Time, and location don't matter but somewhere in the world is a person that belongs with you. Fate and destiny play the most important role in finding your soul mate. It was fate that they encountered each other that day in the park. It was their destiny to fall in love. What cannot be controlled however, is human choice. Or human will.

Draco Lucius Malfoy had a terrible childhood. Growing up he was abused emotionally and physically until a piece of his heart snapped. He became insane and unstable until he became known as Bluebeard among criminals..

Hermione Jean Granger had a wonderful life. She received the highest honors at Graduation. Her loving family and friends supporting her all the way. She believed their was good in everyone. She met Draco by fate. It wasn't a coincidence they were both at the same place at the same time. They were destined to meet one another.

Human choice can change fate. Had Draco listened to the bits of his heart that were left, perhaps Hermione would've still been alive. Had Hermione put her plan, where she was going to get Draco help, in effect sooner then this would've never happened. But it was her choice to wait until tomorrow. It was his choice to reject his heart.

Their red string of fate was tangled and twisted. Some parts bright red, and other parts black. Somewhere out in the world everyone has a soul mate. Fate and destiny can only do so much as human will can.

Recorded by: Officers Ronald Bilius Weasley and Harry James Potter

Death Record: Hermione Jean Granger

Cause of death: Strangling (blue/purple marks on neck)

Possible Suspect: Draco Lucius Malfoy

Evidence: House was under his name. Nothing suggested force entry. As well as about a dozen of girls killed relatively in the same fashion by the same man.

Notes: None

Recorded by: Officers Ronald Bilius Weasley and Harry James Potter

Death Record: Draco Lucius Malfoy

Cause of Death: Suicide (hanged)

Possible Suspect: N/A. Murderer

Evidence: Dozens of girls killed by him. All propped up as dolls of some sort.

Notes: It was way creepy. I think it was a collection of some sorts. Dead women, perhaps? I don't know, really. This man went by Bluebeard.