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A week later, after Hermione's ultrasound, fights and make-up with Draco, Hermione was discharged. Dr Armtaige wasn't one hundred percent happy about Fleur going home a week or so early, but said that she was sure Fleur would be ok. Hermione rang around and told everyone they had come home. Many wanted to come around and see the young baby and Hermione was fine with that.
Nearly all her friends did come around to see the child and cooed and carried on over the sleeping bundle.
When they all went home Draco went and put Fleur into the spare room that they had prepared. But Fleur kept sleeping anyway, so Draco went back out of the room. He found Hermione in the hammock, a far away look in her eyes.
"What are you thinking about, 'Mione?" Draco asked softly. Hermione turned and looked at him, as if she had never even noticed he was there.
"Oh, just stuff. Ginny's marriage mostly. It's so expensive and costly. If I was to get married it would definitely be something simple," she said slowly, letting her words sink in. "I also wondered in you'd like any other kids." Draco looked at her closely. He studied her face, slightly pale but flowing with pink colour. Her brown, messy hair had grown back to shoulder length and her eyes were still far away. He moved down her body. The arms laid like they were, hanging limp at her side, her still slightly enlarged stomach.
"If more kids means what I think it means, then hell yes. I'd love more kids, why?" he asked.
"Well, as much as it hurt at the end, it is only a short time for the other waiting and conceiving. I'd love to have more kids. It was up to you mostly," Hermione said staring at him. He got into the hammock and Hermione rolled on to him. She found his mouth and they sat there, completely locked in a kiss, the whole world collapsing into oblivion. Draco slid off her dress and Hermione broke away the kiss. She saw that Draco's shirt only had about two buttons done so she undid them and let him do the rest. She watched his stomach pulse with muscles and she ran her hands around his chest. She bent down and rubbed her hair and it was Draco's turn to murmur. Hermione looked at his pants, and absorbed the button. He felt Hermione shove it through the hole and unzip his fly. She then pushed his pants off and Draco pulled her back onto his chest. He saw her strapless bra and found an opening at the front. He tore it undone and Hermione's underwear fell away. Draco pulled his underwear away and wrapped his legs around hers. He pushed himself into her, and she cried out.
"What?" he asked.
"It's just a bit sore and tender. But don't stop," she gasped. But he wasn't about to stop anyway. She pushed up and fell to the side. Draco then moved around and he was now on the top. Stars were falling and breathing slowed. Draco pulled a blanket over them, so the neighbours couldn't see what was going on and they lay there for half an hour. Eventually, Hermione fell asleep and Draco wasn't far behind. But he formulated a plan. A plan, he knew, that would make Hermione his forever.
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It was an hour later when Hermione woke up and remembered what was going on. She nuzzled Draco's mouth and it opened and she simply rolled her tongue across his lips. He awoke with a start and smothered Hermione's body with his warmth. He got up, wrapping the blanket around him and got Hermione another blanket. She also stood up and went for a shower. Draco meanwhile went to the phone. He now knew Ginny's number. Dialing it she picked up on the last ring.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Hi, Ginny?" he asked back.
"Draco? Oh god, what's happened?" she said, immediately going for the worst.
"Nothing. I just wondered if you would like to mind Fleur tomorrow night, I thought I might take Hermione out to dinner somewhere," he said casually.
"Oh, yeah. That's fine. Is Hermione there by any chance?"
"No, she just got in the shower. Can I take a message?" he told her.
"No. I'll phone later. Drop Fleur here about, what, seven?" she said.
"Yeah. Fine. We'll be there," he replied, hanging up. He heard Fleur crying and went to her. He scooped her up and noticed that her nappy felt a bit full, so he laid her on the change table and undid all the wrapping.
"Oh, Fleur! Gross!" he yelled, (A/N: do I have to tell you what it was?). He threw the nappy in the bin and cleaned her butt. Wrapping a new nappy on, he sang her a song his mum used to sing.
"And when the windows break, and the girl can't hear the pebbles, just love her more, and she'll respond."
He went into the kitchen and made up a bottle and sat down feeding the young squirt. Afterwards, of course, he had to burp her, and there was minimal fuss. He had just laid her down in the bed again when Hermione came in.
"Shower's free. I need to do some shopping, so I thought we might go together, with Fleur, if that's ok," she murmured to Draco, inching closer.
"Mmm. I need to do some shopping too," he said. He was so close to her they could feel each other's breathing. He locked her mouth and squeezed her tight and stumbled towards the bathroom.
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Draco told Hermione to go and do her shopping as he needed to get something private. Hermione thought better not to probe and walked off. Draco doubled back and went into Theodore's jewellers, a place his family had been coming for years, which was also owned by a former house elf. He didn't get many customers. Most people thought him a bit, abnormal, you might say.
"Master Draco! How nice! How's the family?" Theodore called loudly.
"My father is dead, Theodore, and has been for many years, you know that. My mother died a while ago too. But on a brighter note, I have a girlfriend and we recently had our first child," Draco said, a smile coming over his face.
"Well, Master Draco must be very happy with this girlfriend and child. Master Draco rarely smiles, let alone like that. What has Master Draco come for, Theodore must ask? A necklace for his mistress, perhaps?" Theodore said smiling.
"Actually, a nice engagement ring. Not overly expensive though, the girl doesn't really like expensive things," Draco said, recalling their talk earlier.
"Theodore has just the thing," he dived into a glass cabinet behind him and returned a small time later with a ring that was so plastic and fake it looked as though it had come out of a Kinder Surprise. Turning it over, he noticed it had.
"What does Master Draco think? Something cheaper? Or more expensive?" Theodore said bobbing up and down.
"Ah, I might go for something a bit more. Something pretty and real. Maybe a simple stone." Draco said staring at the house elf.
"Theodore has something like that," he said. He ran out the back and returned some five minutes or so after he had disappeared and came back. He was clutching a little ring that was 9ct white gold and it had a small stripe of real diamonds in it. It was an authentic, normal ring
"Theodore give to Master Draco for, hmm, 20 Galleons?" Draco almost died in shock. 20 Galleons for this beautiful ring. Theodore ought to know he was super rich. Handing the money over, Theodore popped it in the till and got a small box. He put the ring in the little box and handed it back to Draco. Thanking the elf, he walked out and slipped the box in his jacket pocket. Then, using his mobile, he called another old family friend.
"Hello. Welcome to Doran's restaurant. How can I help?" spoke the man on the end. It wasn't Doran, but Draco was always fascinated by the restaurant. It had individual seating booths, so you had lots of privacy and even after going there for 25 odd years they still didn't know he was a wizard.
"Hello. Can I please speak to Doran?" Draco told the man. He heard a muttered response, a few buttons pressed and then Doran's voice.
"Hello? This is Doran speaking," his voice clear and loud. "Hi, Doran! It's Draco here, Draco Malfoy."
"Draco! How lovely to hear from you. Heard about your mother, pity that. Anyway, what can I do for you?" Doran asked kindly.
"I wondered if I could get a reservation for tomorrow about seven thirty in your Rose's room?" Draco replied.
"I would be honoured. I'll just write that down.rose room.seven thirty.Draco Malfoy.got it. Anything special, the young man would like?"
"Yes. I would like fresh roses and some nice champagne. I would also appreciate it if you could tell your staff to not come in more than necessary. I am more than capable of filling up my own glass, thank you Doran. Is that ok?" he told the man.
"That is fine. How many people?"
"Me and a girlfriend. Two," he answered.
"We hope to see you then, Draco. Great to hear from you, bye!" Doran was gone. Draco then wandered around the shops and eventually went and found Hermione. He found her where he knew she would be.
The Baby Shop.
He walked in and placed his hands around her eyes. She turned around, abandoning the pram, and Draco planted a kiss right on her lips. He took his hands away and she gave him another kiss and a hug. Looking him up and down, she took on a puzzled expression.
"I thought you had shopping to do?"
"I did, but I couldn't find what I wanted, so I came for you instead. You're a pretty good thing to find when I go shopping," he replied. Hermione laughed and kissed him again.
"Oh, I must tell you. We're going out to dinner tomorrow. Just us. I have already arranged with Ginny to look after Fleur. If you need to buy something nice and pretty go ahead. I just want to go out to dinner, with my love and not have to worry about anything," he told Hermione. Hermione nodded, a bit dazed and walked out of the shop. She wheeled the pram to the dress shop a bit further down, McDorm's Dresses.
Handing the pram to Draco she walked inside. Draco went and sat down, playing games with Fleur. An eternity later Hermione came out clutching a shopping bag.
"Ok, now to Susan's Shoes," she told him, striding off. Draco wished he hadn't mentioned a new outfit.
This was going to take a while.
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At six thirty the following evening, Draco walked out into the lounge room to find Hermione fussing around over Fleur, and Hermione wasn't even dressed yet.
"Here, I'll do that, you get ready," Hermione smiled gratefully and hurried off. Draco checked what she had and finished up. Twenty minutes later, Hermione walked out, hair brushed and done up all pretty and dressed in a black overcoat. The pair got Fleur into the car and made sure that he had everything and the ring. They drove to Ginny's in silence. They got their and Hermione got Fleur and took her into Ginny's house. Hermione came out ten minutes later her eyes excited and lit up.
"What?" Draco asked as they drove to Doran's.
"Ginny told me something, but I'm not allowed to tell. You'll find out soon," Hermione said, excitement still etched in her voice. They talked about how quiet it was without Fleur and when they got to Doran's they found they were early.
Hermione leant the seat down in the car and Draco did the same. Hermione turned to Draco and climbed closer. She sat on top of him, her knees running past his waist. She took out the head rest and Draco's head flopped back. Hermione stretched and found his mouth. She felt his lower body and legs harden and he wrapped his arms around Hermione's hips. They made frenzied kisses and Draco felt light. After five minutes, Hermione sat back up and Draco swung the seat back up. The pair kissed again and Draco opened the door. Hermione got out and Draco followed, making sure he didn't look too ruffled. Walking in the door, he saw Doran was serving.
"Draco! Come right this way," he said, eyeing Hermione. Draco followed him, Hermione not far behind. Hermione filed into the room and Doran whispered to Draco as he walked in, "If you ever give the bird up tell me because I'll be waiting." Draco could have punched him then and there but instead he just hissed back, "I'd never tell you if we broke up, you bastard." Doran looked slightly taken aback but instead walked off. Draco went into the room and Hermione looked at him questionably, but he just shook his head. The waiter entered and Hermione muttered that she needed to go to the bathroom. She walked out of the room, the waiter not far behind. Draco snatched the ring and dropped it in Hermione's glass. She reentered the room a short while later and sat down. She picked up her glass and Draco did the same.
"Cheers!" Hermione said.
"Er, Hermione?" Draco asked.
"Yes?"
"Er, you may want to check your glass, otherwise you might choke a little...but it's just a suggestion..." Hermione squinted in her glass and dipping her finger in, found the little ring and stared at Draco.
"Is this...is this...is this what I think it is?" she asked goggling.
"Yes. Hermione Granger, will you marry me?" Draco asked.
"I...I...I don't know!" she gasped.
"What?"
"I don't know. I love you, but marriage? I like how we are now, free to do what we want," Hermione said.
Draco felt his entire insides screaming in pain and agony. He had felt this type of pain only three time before. The first had been when his father had used the Cruciatus Curse on him and the others were when Voldemort had done the same thing with the last being was when his mother had died. He loved his mum, even if he loathed his father. He fell off his feet and lay on the ground, twitching. Everything was going blurry. All the hate that had been bottled up was writhing through his body. He had his wand in his pocket meaning he could kill Hermione now. He was not just suffering though from hate, but from loss also. He had just lost his girlfriend, he knew that.
"I hate it! I hate it all! Kill me! Strangle me! Do what you like, but I hate everything about me!" he yelled. He wrenched out his wand and pointed it at himself.
"Avada Ked."
"NO!" Hermione yelled. She threw herself at him, knocking the wand out of the way.
"Accio!" Draco called. The wand flew to his hand. But Hermione was too fast. She kicked the wand away and broke it in half. Draco couldn't do anything now.
"You bitch! You broke my wand!" Draco said, launching himself at her. All his hate came rushing out so fast he didn't know what had hit him. Literally. He slumped to the ground, Hermione with a broken chair in her hands.
She picked up his wand and popped it in her jacket. She then picked up Draco and hauled him out to the car. Placing him in the passenger seat she drove as quickly as she could to Harry's. She needed help.
Serious help.
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A/N: I am so sorry! I was going to have Hermione say yes but my hands wrote something else. And I'm sorry to everyone else 'cos Harry and Ginny's wedding was next chapter but I have to have a follow on from this one. SORRY!!
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A week later, after Hermione's ultrasound, fights and make-up with Draco, Hermione was discharged. Dr Armtaige wasn't one hundred percent happy about Fleur going home a week or so early, but said that she was sure Fleur would be ok. Hermione rang around and told everyone they had come home. Many wanted to come around and see the young baby and Hermione was fine with that.
Nearly all her friends did come around to see the child and cooed and carried on over the sleeping bundle.
When they all went home Draco went and put Fleur into the spare room that they had prepared. But Fleur kept sleeping anyway, so Draco went back out of the room. He found Hermione in the hammock, a far away look in her eyes.
"What are you thinking about, 'Mione?" Draco asked softly. Hermione turned and looked at him, as if she had never even noticed he was there.
"Oh, just stuff. Ginny's marriage mostly. It's so expensive and costly. If I was to get married it would definitely be something simple," she said slowly, letting her words sink in. "I also wondered in you'd like any other kids." Draco looked at her closely. He studied her face, slightly pale but flowing with pink colour. Her brown, messy hair had grown back to shoulder length and her eyes were still far away. He moved down her body. The arms laid like they were, hanging limp at her side, her still slightly enlarged stomach.
"If more kids means what I think it means, then hell yes. I'd love more kids, why?" he asked.
"Well, as much as it hurt at the end, it is only a short time for the other waiting and conceiving. I'd love to have more kids. It was up to you mostly," Hermione said staring at him. He got into the hammock and Hermione rolled on to him. She found his mouth and they sat there, completely locked in a kiss, the whole world collapsing into oblivion. Draco slid off her dress and Hermione broke away the kiss. She saw that Draco's shirt only had about two buttons done so she undid them and let him do the rest. She watched his stomach pulse with muscles and she ran her hands around his chest. She bent down and rubbed her hair and it was Draco's turn to murmur. Hermione looked at his pants, and absorbed the button. He felt Hermione shove it through the hole and unzip his fly. She then pushed his pants off and Draco pulled her back onto his chest. He saw her strapless bra and found an opening at the front. He tore it undone and Hermione's underwear fell away. Draco pulled his underwear away and wrapped his legs around hers. He pushed himself into her, and she cried out.
"What?" he asked.
"It's just a bit sore and tender. But don't stop," she gasped. But he wasn't about to stop anyway. She pushed up and fell to the side. Draco then moved around and he was now on the top. Stars were falling and breathing slowed. Draco pulled a blanket over them, so the neighbours couldn't see what was going on and they lay there for half an hour. Eventually, Hermione fell asleep and Draco wasn't far behind. But he formulated a plan. A plan, he knew, that would make Hermione his forever.
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It was an hour later when Hermione woke up and remembered what was going on. She nuzzled Draco's mouth and it opened and she simply rolled her tongue across his lips. He awoke with a start and smothered Hermione's body with his warmth. He got up, wrapping the blanket around him and got Hermione another blanket. She also stood up and went for a shower. Draco meanwhile went to the phone. He now knew Ginny's number. Dialing it she picked up on the last ring.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Hi, Ginny?" he asked back.
"Draco? Oh god, what's happened?" she said, immediately going for the worst.
"Nothing. I just wondered if you would like to mind Fleur tomorrow night, I thought I might take Hermione out to dinner somewhere," he said casually.
"Oh, yeah. That's fine. Is Hermione there by any chance?"
"No, she just got in the shower. Can I take a message?" he told her.
"No. I'll phone later. Drop Fleur here about, what, seven?" she said.
"Yeah. Fine. We'll be there," he replied, hanging up. He heard Fleur crying and went to her. He scooped her up and noticed that her nappy felt a bit full, so he laid her on the change table and undid all the wrapping.
"Oh, Fleur! Gross!" he yelled, (A/N: do I have to tell you what it was?). He threw the nappy in the bin and cleaned her butt. Wrapping a new nappy on, he sang her a song his mum used to sing.
"And when the windows break, and the girl can't hear the pebbles, just love her more, and she'll respond."
He went into the kitchen and made up a bottle and sat down feeding the young squirt. Afterwards, of course, he had to burp her, and there was minimal fuss. He had just laid her down in the bed again when Hermione came in.
"Shower's free. I need to do some shopping, so I thought we might go together, with Fleur, if that's ok," she murmured to Draco, inching closer.
"Mmm. I need to do some shopping too," he said. He was so close to her they could feel each other's breathing. He locked her mouth and squeezed her tight and stumbled towards the bathroom.
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Draco told Hermione to go and do her shopping as he needed to get something private. Hermione thought better not to probe and walked off. Draco doubled back and went into Theodore's jewellers, a place his family had been coming for years, which was also owned by a former house elf. He didn't get many customers. Most people thought him a bit, abnormal, you might say.
"Master Draco! How nice! How's the family?" Theodore called loudly.
"My father is dead, Theodore, and has been for many years, you know that. My mother died a while ago too. But on a brighter note, I have a girlfriend and we recently had our first child," Draco said, a smile coming over his face.
"Well, Master Draco must be very happy with this girlfriend and child. Master Draco rarely smiles, let alone like that. What has Master Draco come for, Theodore must ask? A necklace for his mistress, perhaps?" Theodore said smiling.
"Actually, a nice engagement ring. Not overly expensive though, the girl doesn't really like expensive things," Draco said, recalling their talk earlier.
"Theodore has just the thing," he dived into a glass cabinet behind him and returned a small time later with a ring that was so plastic and fake it looked as though it had come out of a Kinder Surprise. Turning it over, he noticed it had.
"What does Master Draco think? Something cheaper? Or more expensive?" Theodore said bobbing up and down.
"Ah, I might go for something a bit more. Something pretty and real. Maybe a simple stone." Draco said staring at the house elf.
"Theodore has something like that," he said. He ran out the back and returned some five minutes or so after he had disappeared and came back. He was clutching a little ring that was 9ct white gold and it had a small stripe of real diamonds in it. It was an authentic, normal ring
"Theodore give to Master Draco for, hmm, 20 Galleons?" Draco almost died in shock. 20 Galleons for this beautiful ring. Theodore ought to know he was super rich. Handing the money over, Theodore popped it in the till and got a small box. He put the ring in the little box and handed it back to Draco. Thanking the elf, he walked out and slipped the box in his jacket pocket. Then, using his mobile, he called another old family friend.
"Hello. Welcome to Doran's restaurant. How can I help?" spoke the man on the end. It wasn't Doran, but Draco was always fascinated by the restaurant. It had individual seating booths, so you had lots of privacy and even after going there for 25 odd years they still didn't know he was a wizard.
"Hello. Can I please speak to Doran?" Draco told the man. He heard a muttered response, a few buttons pressed and then Doran's voice.
"Hello? This is Doran speaking," his voice clear and loud. "Hi, Doran! It's Draco here, Draco Malfoy."
"Draco! How lovely to hear from you. Heard about your mother, pity that. Anyway, what can I do for you?" Doran asked kindly.
"I wondered if I could get a reservation for tomorrow about seven thirty in your Rose's room?" Draco replied.
"I would be honoured. I'll just write that down.rose room.seven thirty.Draco Malfoy.got it. Anything special, the young man would like?"
"Yes. I would like fresh roses and some nice champagne. I would also appreciate it if you could tell your staff to not come in more than necessary. I am more than capable of filling up my own glass, thank you Doran. Is that ok?" he told the man.
"That is fine. How many people?"
"Me and a girlfriend. Two," he answered.
"We hope to see you then, Draco. Great to hear from you, bye!" Doran was gone. Draco then wandered around the shops and eventually went and found Hermione. He found her where he knew she would be.
The Baby Shop.
He walked in and placed his hands around her eyes. She turned around, abandoning the pram, and Draco planted a kiss right on her lips. He took his hands away and she gave him another kiss and a hug. Looking him up and down, she took on a puzzled expression.
"I thought you had shopping to do?"
"I did, but I couldn't find what I wanted, so I came for you instead. You're a pretty good thing to find when I go shopping," he replied. Hermione laughed and kissed him again.
"Oh, I must tell you. We're going out to dinner tomorrow. Just us. I have already arranged with Ginny to look after Fleur. If you need to buy something nice and pretty go ahead. I just want to go out to dinner, with my love and not have to worry about anything," he told Hermione. Hermione nodded, a bit dazed and walked out of the shop. She wheeled the pram to the dress shop a bit further down, McDorm's Dresses.
Handing the pram to Draco she walked inside. Draco went and sat down, playing games with Fleur. An eternity later Hermione came out clutching a shopping bag.
"Ok, now to Susan's Shoes," she told him, striding off. Draco wished he hadn't mentioned a new outfit.
This was going to take a while.
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At six thirty the following evening, Draco walked out into the lounge room to find Hermione fussing around over Fleur, and Hermione wasn't even dressed yet.
"Here, I'll do that, you get ready," Hermione smiled gratefully and hurried off. Draco checked what she had and finished up. Twenty minutes later, Hermione walked out, hair brushed and done up all pretty and dressed in a black overcoat. The pair got Fleur into the car and made sure that he had everything and the ring. They drove to Ginny's in silence. They got their and Hermione got Fleur and took her into Ginny's house. Hermione came out ten minutes later her eyes excited and lit up.
"What?" Draco asked as they drove to Doran's.
"Ginny told me something, but I'm not allowed to tell. You'll find out soon," Hermione said, excitement still etched in her voice. They talked about how quiet it was without Fleur and when they got to Doran's they found they were early.
Hermione leant the seat down in the car and Draco did the same. Hermione turned to Draco and climbed closer. She sat on top of him, her knees running past his waist. She took out the head rest and Draco's head flopped back. Hermione stretched and found his mouth. She felt his lower body and legs harden and he wrapped his arms around Hermione's hips. They made frenzied kisses and Draco felt light. After five minutes, Hermione sat back up and Draco swung the seat back up. The pair kissed again and Draco opened the door. Hermione got out and Draco followed, making sure he didn't look too ruffled. Walking in the door, he saw Doran was serving.
"Draco! Come right this way," he said, eyeing Hermione. Draco followed him, Hermione not far behind. Hermione filed into the room and Doran whispered to Draco as he walked in, "If you ever give the bird up tell me because I'll be waiting." Draco could have punched him then and there but instead he just hissed back, "I'd never tell you if we broke up, you bastard." Doran looked slightly taken aback but instead walked off. Draco went into the room and Hermione looked at him questionably, but he just shook his head. The waiter entered and Hermione muttered that she needed to go to the bathroom. She walked out of the room, the waiter not far behind. Draco snatched the ring and dropped it in Hermione's glass. She reentered the room a short while later and sat down. She picked up her glass and Draco did the same.
"Cheers!" Hermione said.
"Er, Hermione?" Draco asked.
"Yes?"
"Er, you may want to check your glass, otherwise you might choke a little...but it's just a suggestion..." Hermione squinted in her glass and dipping her finger in, found the little ring and stared at Draco.
"Is this...is this...is this what I think it is?" she asked goggling.
"Yes. Hermione Granger, will you marry me?" Draco asked.
"I...I...I don't know!" she gasped.
"What?"
"I don't know. I love you, but marriage? I like how we are now, free to do what we want," Hermione said.
Draco felt his entire insides screaming in pain and agony. He had felt this type of pain only three time before. The first had been when his father had used the Cruciatus Curse on him and the others were when Voldemort had done the same thing with the last being was when his mother had died. He loved his mum, even if he loathed his father. He fell off his feet and lay on the ground, twitching. Everything was going blurry. All the hate that had been bottled up was writhing through his body. He had his wand in his pocket meaning he could kill Hermione now. He was not just suffering though from hate, but from loss also. He had just lost his girlfriend, he knew that.
"I hate it! I hate it all! Kill me! Strangle me! Do what you like, but I hate everything about me!" he yelled. He wrenched out his wand and pointed it at himself.
"Avada Ked."
"NO!" Hermione yelled. She threw herself at him, knocking the wand out of the way.
"Accio!" Draco called. The wand flew to his hand. But Hermione was too fast. She kicked the wand away and broke it in half. Draco couldn't do anything now.
"You bitch! You broke my wand!" Draco said, launching himself at her. All his hate came rushing out so fast he didn't know what had hit him. Literally. He slumped to the ground, Hermione with a broken chair in her hands.
She picked up his wand and popped it in her jacket. She then picked up Draco and hauled him out to the car. Placing him in the passenger seat she drove as quickly as she could to Harry's. She needed help.
Serious help.
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A/N: I am so sorry! I was going to have Hermione say yes but my hands wrote something else. And I'm sorry to everyone else 'cos Harry and Ginny's wedding was next chapter but I have to have a follow on from this one. SORRY!!