Sorry for taking so long to post a chapter!!! Thanx for the reviews and Draco is certainly NOT going to die…I luv him too much, you see…So, ok! This is the chapter you all have been waiting for!!!

Disclaimer: The plot and the characters that you don't recognize belong to me. The rest belongs to the talented Ms J.K Rowling.

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              Draco was walking up a path to a white light. Somehow, he felt as if he needed to be there. Then as he drew nearer to the light, he saw someone emerged from the light. A woman someone. He recognized the flowing golden blond hair.

              "Mom?"

              The woman broke into a smile and spread her arms, expecting a hug. Draco ran to her and hugged her.

              "Where am I, Mom?"

              "You're in heaven, baby,"

              "Can I stay here, with you?"

              Another two figures emerged from the light. They were his grandparents. They stood behind his mother.

              "You can't stay here, Draco. You don't deserve to die. You still have a lots of things to do down there," his grandfather told him.

              "Go on Draco. Go back where you belong," his mother said with her eyes filling up with tears.

              "But I belong here, Mom, Grandpa. Isn't that why I'm here?"

              "No, Draco. Go back now before it's too late,"

              Draco turned to walk back down the path, back to where he belongs. He turned to see his family again for the last time but they were already gone.

              "NO!!!!" he shouted. Then, everything went black.

              He opened his eyes and all he saw was the white ceiling. He looked around. He was in a, well, white room. Am I still in heaven? he asked himself. He was lying on a bed and there were two white chairs on either side of his bed. Suddenly, the door opened and in came his Aunt Margaret and her husband.

              Aunt Margaret was a kind and cheerful woman, and was his mother's sister. She had twinkling blue eyes and she always wore a sweet smile, but she didn't have it now. She always reminds him of his mother but of course, his mother was better.

                   When she saw that Draco was awake, her face broke into the smile he had been waiting for. She quickly went to hug him. The feeling was so good. It was the feeling of being hugged by someone who cares. A mother.

              "Draco!!! You're awake!!! Thank god!!!" she shrieked. Her eyes filled up with tears of happiness and relief. "I'm so sorry Draco for not knowing all this is happening to you. I am so sorry,"

              "No, it's ok, Aunt Margaret. It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself for it," Draco replied, patting his aunt's back. He looked around the room again. "Where's Father?"

              "He's in Azkaban. He deserves it for almost killing you like that. He has lost his place as your father. From now on, you shall live with your godparents. Us,"

              "Now rest. In a few hours you can come home with us,"

              Draco couldn't help but feel happy. For once, he was free! Free from the beatings of his father. And he was going to live with his Aunt Margaret! In her average little house. Away from the gloomy old Malfoy Manor.

              Hermione woke up to the smell of pancakes. She bathed and got dressed before going down to the kitchen. A house elf was cooking pancakes and Remus was reading the newspaper. Harry and Sirius were nowhere to be seen.

              "Hey! Good morning!" she greeted cheerfully. She kissed Remus on his cheek. Then, she went to the elf and whispered into its ear, "Don't work too hard!" She winked at the elf and went to the sit at the table. The elf served her some pancakes and orange juice.

              Then, Harry came in from the back door followed by Sirius. Both were soaked to the skin.

              "Where have you two been?" she asked.

              "We were watering the plants," Harry said. Both of them were trying to look innocent but failed. Their faces were scrunched up in way as they were trying to cover their fit of giggles.

              "Watering plants, or should I say watering each other would fit the description better?" said wise old Remus from behind his newspaper. Suddenly, Harry snorted and burst down to the floor, laughing like mad. Then he stood back up; face as red as beetroot and still shaking.

              "Sorry, Sirius. Couldn't help it,"

              Then the next they knew they were on the floor laughing like escaped lunatics. Hermione raised her eyebrow.

              "Why are you two even laughing for?"

              "Weird, Hermione. I don't even know!!! ," Sirius said. He looked at Harry and both of them burst out laughing.

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A bit short isn't it? So sorrie!!! Please review!!! Continue reviewing to those who have!!!!! Thank you ~Elisa