Hermione helped Draco into her bathroom so she could clean him up. His face was all black from the brutal force his father had used against him. Draco was passed out so he didn't see Hermione admiring his usually beautiful face. He didn't register anything until he heard a sob come from her.  Immediately he sat up with a cold sweat starting to form on his forehead. He watched as Hermione wiped his face with a cold rag. He closed his eyes and enjoyed her touch until he remembered his mother. Hermione noticed the panic across his face and stopped what she was doing. " What is it Draco?"

Draco jumped up and as soon as he did his head started to spin he needed to contact the ministry right away.  Hermione contacted the ministry immediately after Draco had said something to her. Within minutes Hermione and a couple of Aurors were at Draco's house. Draco watched from Hermione's room as the Aurors carried out a body bag. He was right she couldn't stand it anymore. Draco didn't realize he was crying until a tear hit his hand. It was a weird thing to do crying he had never been allowed to do it before so there was no stopping him now. A few moments later Hermione walked into the room and stood at the door for a while letting Draco have his space. 

Hermione crossed the room and sat on the bed next to Draco who just kept staring at her, not believing he was there with her. " How did she…" But Hermione cut him short. "  She slit her wrists Draco with your fathers dagger." Draco smiled. " The Malfoy dagger…just like we talked about. How did she look?" 

Hermione took a deep breath how could she tell him all of this it was his own mother. " Draco she was wearing a white dress, she had a crown of orchids adorning her head she looked beautiful. There were gardenia-scented candles floating in the air around her, and on her left side she had a picture of you and her as a baby and on the right a picture of you and her recently. Draco this is so hard for me to tell you." Draco smiled again. " No

it's as she wanted it please continuing." Hermione took in a deep breath before

continuing. " She slit her wrists as you know with your Father's dagger and on her chest above her heart was a piece of paper that said: Even In death our love goes on. Draco she had her hands across her chest and she was smiling."  Another slow smile crossed Draco's face.

" Draco how can you be smiling this is totally morbid. Your mother committed suicide."

Draco closed his eyes and slowly opened them again. " Of course it's morbid Hermione all suicide is morbid but she made it beautiful the way she wanted it. She was proud. That's why she was smiling she wouldn't die at the hands of my father. That's why he was mad because I knew she'd do it and she used his dagger just to piss him off. It would make him look like he did it."

Hermione closed her eyes again. " You knew she was going to kill herself and you

accepted that?" Draco nodded. " Yea she was going crazy she wasn't my mother

anymore just a shell of her she needed to. There were days I couldn't take it anymore for her and wanted to end it for her. She knew who I was she loved me but she spoke crazy she looked crazy. Then one night we planned to kill ourselves together and after that she was back to her old self. It gave her hope. She knew she'd be accepted and that it wasn't

a sin anyone who lives with what Luscious and takes his torture is not a sinner for wanting to kill himself or herself. It's like the treatment."

Hermione had tears running down her face. She didn't understand how someone could be happy about planning to kill herself or how anyone could live through such things. Narcissa was a beautiful woman even in death she was beyond beautiful. How Luscious could treat his wife like that Hermione would never understand.

The next few days were rough for Draco and Hermione they didn't talk much in those few days leading up to the funeral. It was a cloud and rainy day at Hogwarts. It's where Narcissa wanted to be buried on the other side of the lake in the forbidden forest. Dumbledore lead the precessions as Hermione held Draco's hand she could see him stare longingly at the glass casket. Narcissa never wanted anyone to forget her bittersweet beauty that would haunt everyone. Narcissa was too young to be dead thought Hermione she was only 34. It was toward the end of the funeral and there was not a dry eye in the bunch. Draco walked up to his mothers casket with a bunch of orchids and slowly lifted the caskets lid. Draco placed the orchids on his mother's chest above her heart, and bent down and placed a kiss on her forehead then her lips. After he stood there sadly looking at her sadly while quietly muttering something. "Fino a che non possa vederlo sorridere ancora. Con questa lama prometto di honor la vostra memoria. Ti amo madre. "

With that Draco closed the casket and walked back to Hermione crying. When

everyone was leaving Bellatrix, Narcissa's sister came up to speak to Draco.

"Ciao nipote, I'm molto spiacente circa la vostra madre. Sapete che la amavo e la mancherò pure. ( Hello nephew, I'm very sorry about your mother. You know I did love her and will miss her as well.) "

Draco looked at his aunt and couldn't believe his ears. "Se amaste la mia madre

affatto la avreste aiutata ad uscire. Siete niente ma un assassino per quanto

sono interessato. ( If you loved my mother at all you would have helped her get out. You are nothing but a murderer as far as I am concerned.)"

Bellatrix stared at her nephew in shock. Oh how the little brat was like his mother.

Draco continued to stare he was going to just walk off and leave but not before

saying one last thing. "Spero che per sempre vi bruciate con il diavolo.( I hope

you forever burn with the devil.)"

Hermione was asleep on the bed as Draco stared out the window at the grounds of

Hogwarts he finally glanced over to where his mothers casket use to be. However he was not prepared for what he saw. Standing in place of his mothers casket was a white unicorn. Draco quickly woke Hermione to show her. Hermione was just as surprised for it was uncommon to see a unicorn at anytime but in the day was just unheard of. " Its my mum." Draco said quietly.

A/n: So here's chapter two I think for the rest of the story Hermione is going to change I'll explain why later but It's going to sort of become a rock/love fic. So I do hope you all like it.