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"Hermione!" Draco screamed as he pounded on the door with all his strength. He could hear her screams from outside their door. She was being tortured, she was crying and calling out to him. The blonde frantic fumbled with his wand once more, pointed it at the door and shouted every opening spell he knew. Nothing worked. The same protective spells they had cast together to protect themselves were working against him. Tears of frustration were burning in his eyes as her screams of pain filled his mind. His heart wrenched at the sounds of her sobs echoed through the door he pounded on.

" Let me in!" he yelled shouldering the door. " Fucking cowards let me in!"  Draco pointed his wand at the window and yelled a shattering spell. Nothing.

" It's me you want, leave her alone!" both fist pounded on the door with full strength. Draco sucked in a breath of fear as he realized that house had gone completely silent. He stumbled backwards looking at the house with wide stricken eyes. What was happening? Was he hallucinating? Would Hermione open the door with brown eyes of concern, asking him what in Merlin's name was he doing pounding down the door like a mad man? Draco pressed himself against the door letting his ear touch the cool wood.

Realization struck him like slap across the face. He'd seen this all before. He knew the pattern. He'd witnessed it as a child. Screams of pain… followed by silence… followed by -.

Draco heard it; his worse fear imaginable seeped through the door with such force that it threw him across his lawn knocking him against the fence.

Draco watched in horror as green light blazed from all the windows in the house. The familiar light lingered a moment before vanishing just as quick as it appeared.

A strangled sob escaped his body as he watched the front door ease open. He felt himself shaking, trembling hands rising slowly to grip at his wild sweat matted silver hair. He pulled violently at his hair, his vision blurring with his tears.  Struggling to get to his feet he limped over to his door and broke down at the sight in front of him. Draco leaned against the doorframe heavily before sinking to the ground in sobs. Crawling past the threshold of the door he thought his heart would shatter at the sight of her, it hurt so much.

Scooping her up into his arms, Draco gently pressed his face against the chestnut curls that still smelled like the rain though the stench of death hung heavily in the air. Draco rocked in a grief stricken trance as his sobs racked both their bodies.

" You're still warm." He murmured pulling away so he could look at her face. It looked peaceful though clammy with her sweat and tears.

" Maybe this is all just a nightmare…I'm going to wake up now… and when I do you're going to laugh at this and tell how silly I am to worry so much about you." Draco smiled faintly. His face was flushed from his crying and he hiccupped then pressed his face back into her curls.

" Wake up Draco." He told himself " Wake up… this isn't real."

"Wake up."

Draco lay in his bed and stared up at the ceiling, his eyes following the shadows that seem to move.  He sat up stiffly and peeled off the thin white shirt that was drenched in his sweat before throwing it to the bedroom floor. Reaching over blindly to his nightstand he hands brushed against what he was so desperately hoping would calm his frayed nerves tonight, just as it did nearly every night before this one.  Draco placed the slim white and tan stick to his lips and ignited it without the help of a lighter. Inhaling deeply he instantly felt the stress melt away with the smoke as he exhaled it. A slight smile came to his lips. He could hear her loud in clear in his thoughts.

:::Flashback:::

" You keep this up Malfoy, and one day I'm going to walk in here and find you burnt to a crisp." She snapped with glaring eyes, she was dusting ashes off their comforter where he had carelessly dropped them. Draco grinned a Cheshire cat smile before blowing out smoke. It resembled a heart with an arrow through it. Hermione coughed and rolled her eyes swatting at the smoke that danced before her.

" Charming Draco, very charming." her famous sarcasm dripping off her words.

" You know you love it." He teased, poking her in the sides making her giggle. " You'd be lying if you said you didn't."

" Seriously now, no more smoking in bed…" she reached over plucking the cigarette from his fingers, making it disappear. " …it's dangerous." Draco arched an eyebrow at her trick.

" I wasn't finished with that you know." He said steadily his gray blue eyes watching her dust imaginary ashes away just so she could avoid his mischievous gaze.

" Well someone had to stop you from setting this bed on fire." She sniffed

" Is that so?" he purred as if genuinely surprised by this statement.

"Yes, I don't want people asking me; 'Oi, whatever happened to that handsome young bloke you used to run around with?' and have to answer ' He took a fancy to smoking cigarettes in bed and torched himself in his sleep one night.' " She said with a far off gaze.

 " And then they'll go ' Oh, that's such a tragedy.'  And I'll say ' Yes I know, I rather did like that bed.' "  Draco's jaw dropped at her insult and a devilish smile curled onto Hermione's face.

"Bravo darling." He clapped as she enjoyed her witty triumph over him. " I do suppose that's a point for you?"

" Yes I suppose it is, now promise me that you'll be careful."

" I will, wouldn't want you to lose such a luxurious bed." He teased.

" Yes, but the handsome young bloke that came with it would be sorely missed as well." She smiled before kissing his nose.

" Good to know. I'll keep that in mind" he replied rising up and pulled her into a passionate kiss.

" Please do." She whispered against his lips just before falling back on the bed, her lips still attached to his.

 :::End Flashback:::

They had made love that night, and he had forgotten all about his 'muggle habit' for the time being. With that memory in mind Draco was beginning to wish he could torch himself. It would've been his pleasure. But much to his dismay and delight he had found that Hermione had taken extra precautions with him and the bed. Draco laughed and rolled his eyes from the thought. She had charmed the bed and all their linen so that they were all completely non-flammable.

:::Flashback:::

" Honestly Herm, charming the damn bed and linen…don't you think that's a bit much." Draco said a hand resting on his hip.

"Nope, I believe that I'm probably saving your life" she said fluffing a pillow.

" Right." He rolled his eyes before stalking out of the room. He could hear her laughing quietly and couldn't help but smile.

:::End Flashback:::

Draco hated to admit it, but she was in fact right. He flicked the ashes off the bed and stared out the curtain-clad window.

" Then why wasn't I able to save yours?" he whispered to himself drawing on the cigarette deeply.  He exhaled steadily and ousted it in the ashtray on his nightstand. Yawning he curled back under the covers and fell into a fitful sleep filled with more memories of her.

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